Xie Jiu walked in the rain, letting the heavy rain fall, and the coat on his body was getting heavier and heavier, and he didn't realize it.

For so many years, he has lived cautiously. Every step under his feet fell, and even the dust raised by him had to be counted in the direction of flying. But now, he just wants to flush his hot temples in the rain.

He remembered the hexagram that Qi Laoba calculated for Zhang Dafo back then, and thought of how easily he had just left Zhang Qishan, a man who seemed to be as powerful as a mountain, in the house behind him alone, and faced such a resolute fate alone.

He shivered as he walked, wondering if it was because he was too afraid of the future or because of the cold.

But he told himself to be calm, he looked at the old city of Changsha in the heavy rain, looked at the familiar stone roads and people sheltering from the rain under the eaves, he told himself that he had to be calm.

That day, he walked in Changsha City for ten hours, until the rain was light and the rain was heavy, and until it was dark and bright. He passed by all those familiar and unfamiliar doorways, guessing what was going on inside.

There were all kinds of sounds coming from inside, maybe it was the illusion that the sound of the rain gave him, maybe he really heard it, Xie Jiu understood, and the people inside didn't know that the coming storm and ending were so different from what they usually thought about.

Finally, he stopped in front of the black-backed six.

The sixth master sat at the base of the wall under the eaves, and behind him was the inn where he lived, and he could hear the sound of playing mahjong in the hall. Although Bai Gu is not a particularly shrewd woman, she always knows how to use money better than the black-backed sixth. The clothes on the black-backed old six are clean. The hair and beard have been trimmed, although it is not very orderly, but it is always a normal person.

It's just that he still sits at the base of the wall, listening to his woman playing a few rounds of mahjong inside, maybe his initial enjoyment impressed him too much. Or maybe his life is too simple, and there is no need to change it at all.

It's been a few years, and the sixth master carried this woman back to Changsha City a few years ago?

He couldn't remember exactly, but he remembered the bloody footprints that had gone into the city, stretching to the end of the road that could not be seen, and the thin shoes had frozen countless openings on the man's feet, leaving them in the snow.

Since then, no one has called him Crazy Six, even if he doesn't know his origin, when he talks about him, he only dares to call him the Sixth Master. Occasionally, someone joked a few words, and there was always a woman who would poke his head with her finger and scold: "What madman six, what madman six did, did you do what madman six did?" ”

Bai Gu had a good life later, because everyone knew what the result would be if she took the things of the sixth master. Changsha City had no legend in those years, only the matter of the black-backed sixth child had been passed on for a long time.

However, to end.

Xie Jiu sighed.

He knew in his heart that the Buddha let him know about this matter, and he definitely didn't want him to give his opinion, what kind of person is the Buddha, such a simple truth, it is impossible for the Buddha not to understand.

The Buddha wanted him to do something, and now, only he can do something.

Be calm.

Xie Jiu continued to walk forward, he no longer walked slowly, and began to walk quickly towards his alley, his brain was cold from the rain, but it was not enough, he wanted to be calm like never before.