The so-called big hidden in the city, as the words of everyone, walking and shuttling in the meantime, will not attract the attention of many people after all. At this time, he was not in a hurry to hurry, he just walked in a regular manner, as an ordinary person, walking down-to-earth. To be honest, he didn't know where he was going, he just didn't want to stay where he was, so he just walked around and watched.

He didn't know how long he had been walking, or how far he had come. It's just that looking back, I can't smell the aroma of Fenyang's wine anymore, and I can't see Fenyang's face.

If he could, he wanted to live as an ordinary person simply and clearly, and the days that were too comfortable and comfortable made him more and more afraid, and how happy he laughed was, how sad his heart was.

The rest of the half-month period begins with calamity and ends with happiness. Every day from 9 to 5, the company of beautiful women, delicious food and wine, is really beautiful. He was intoxicated with the period, but his heart was always so sober as if he were dripping blood. He knew that as long as he stayed by their side like this, he would not be overly risk-taking. That time the demon was always just his calamity, a calamity that could only be borne by himself. If he wants to break this fateful catastrophe, he can only rely on himself, and only on himself. He needed to start all over again, with the determination to risk his life. If it does not explode in silence, it perishes in silence. If you don't enter the tiger's den, you will get the tiger, and you will be born to die!

In the land of the Middle Continent in the Wonderland, the fertile land is millions of miles. The ordinary people who live here also live according to their order of existence. They have their own way of life and their own philosophy of life. They can reluctantly but calmly accept and bear all the hardships and misfortunes they deserve. When you really can't survive it, you will eventually usher in the relief after death.

Between the two mountains, green water surrounds the fields. Either someone is driving the cattle to turn over the soil, or more people are piling up the grass and planting the field, facing the loess with their backs to the sky, which is all their thoughts and emotions. They give all their passion to the land, and the land gives them their due. However, in many cases, it is not always the effort that will be rewarded, and it often backfires.

Jin Yan was like an inconsequential person who temporarily wandered past them. They work hard, but they have a hope. This wish that can be expected to come true always gives them fresh vitality. Look at the man, short clothes and shorts, his whole body is covered with mud, but there is a faint smile on his muddy face, as if he is eating honey, and it is sweet to the heart. And the bamboo stick in his hand is the scepter that he drives and enslaves the old ox to cultivate, and at this time he is the owner of this land, cultivating the land under his feet with all his enthusiasm.

For this hard, long, boring toil, they have their own mediation methods. And that is either delicate, or rich, or singing mountains and rivers, or flirting and loving...... The content is so simple and straightforward, just like their simple innocence. The melodious singing is carried by the wind, and the mountains in all directions make the singing louder and farther.

Jin Yan's footsteps gradually slowed down, and even stopped. The tip of his nose is blowing the fragrance of green grass, his ears are surrounded by long mountain songs, and his eyes are full of the laughter of laborers. He must not be immersed in it, and his mind returns to another world far away. He and his parents there lived like these people, living so hard and satisfied.

After all, the world of Wonder Domain is a world of the jungle, and there is no place for the weak in the eyes of the strong. And in these places, a bully with a little ability can become all the natural and man-made disasters of these peasants.

"There's ...... What kind of dog are you, you still don't let me go to work in the fields, and you bed bugs are still in the mood to sing......

Suddenly, a duck's voice chattered angrily, and the song came to an abrupt end. The peasants in the fields couldn't help but tremble, and their hands couldn't help but become frightened and quickly, and the tenant farmer who drove the oxen to plough suddenly exerted his strength with a bamboo stick in his hand, and after the old cow screamed "moo......", his heavy steps became crazy.

Jin Yan was a little angry and looked back. I saw that on the road not far away, an eight-pole nanmu sedan chair was slowly coming. The eight sedan chair bearers were different in appearance, but they were like a very mold, they were all so peaceful, hard-working, smoother than the tame mules, but when their eyes swept over the tenant farmers in the fields, they flashed with superior pride.

On this Nanmu sedan chair, there is a beaded curtain around the tent, and it can be vaguely seen that there is a fat-headed and rat-eyed man inside, with half-open clothes, angry bully written on his face, and two pig's trotters-like big hands are holding two young and half-mature women. Both women were very well-behaved and sensible lying in his brown chest. And in their eyes, there seems to be no innocence and agility of the past, more servility, and deathly numbness.

"Lord Shaozong, this person is not from our village...... I guess it's just a passing by...... I hope adults don't be embarrassed......" An old man wearing a robe and a bamboo hat on his head opened his mouth slightly to explain for Jinyan.

Jin Yan looked at the old man in some surprise, but the old man didn't look at him. His face was full of wrinkles, wrinkles mixed with maroon age spots, and his cloudy yellow-brown eyes seemed to reveal the determination of death.

"The old thing, he is impatient, he dares to disobey me! I don't care if he is from your village or not, in short, when he comes to my Cockscomb Village, he has to lie on my stomach whether he is a dragon or a tiger!" This ruthless vision is born with a magical power. Everywhere they passed, the farmers hid for fear of being touched by it.

"Tian Lao ......"

The old man who was called Tian Lao wanted to say something, but he was dragged by the people around him, and made a look of "don't say it again, otherwise you will die".

"Alas......" Tian Lao looked at these people around him, there were men and women, old and young. He's already three out of two hundred this year, and he's been alive long enough. He was childless and alone, ready to die at any time. It's just that these people are afraid that they will be implicated because of him, these people have lived with him, and they also have great respect and care for him, so he still endured it. He raised his head slightly to look at Jin Yan with a look of apology and pity, but soon, he lowered his head in shame and sighed suddenly.

Longyou was played with shrimp in shallow water, and the tiger was bullied by dogs in Pingyang.

The main purpose of Jin Yan coming out this time is because of refining the heart. The heart, the official of the monarch, the gods. The Tao is born from the heart, and the situation is changed from the heart. Different people have different opinions about the Dao Heart. And the boundless sea of Buddha has a book cloud: the human heart dies, the Tao heart is born! The tempering of the heart reaches the highest level called "no heart", also known as the three-wheeled body emptiness. Heart, soul, and qi are combined into one to achieve the Great Dao. Over the years, he had been tormented by that curse-like sense of shame, and he was already a Dao Heart Cultivator. And this crisis is only a matter of time.

"Things should be done when they come, and things will be quiet. Looking inward, the mind has no mind. The appearance is its shape, and the shape is not its shape. Looking at things from afar, there is nothing in them. The three are enlightened, but they are seen in emptiness. The view of the sky is also empty, and the emptiness is empty. There is nothing, nothing and nothing......" Jin Yan seemed to be enlightened, but just stood in place blankly. The magic spots in my heart will also fade. The spiritual sea that collapsed in his body seemed to be a little prying...... I can't see any changes, but it seems to merge with heaven and earth!

"How dare you ignore me...... Looking for ...... death"

The duck-throated man was furious, put aside the two women in his arms, and jumped directly from the sedan chair to Jin Yan.

"Destroying the Flower Palm ......!"

I saw a red flame shoot out of his palm, and it went straight to Jin Yan's chest. This is a palm yellow-level spiritual skill, ordinary people can't stand such damage at all, and this palm print is aimed at the position of Jin Yan's heart, it seems that this person has a killing intent towards Jin Yan.

The red flames burned Jin Yan's clothes, burning his flesh and blood. A strong smell of burnt meat spread, and the flesh and blood on the heart were blurred, as if the heart was about to jump out...... Everyone couldn't bear to open their eyes, for fear that such a tragedy would become a nightmare haunting them at night, and of course, they were more afraid that such a tragedy would accidentally land on them. This guy in front of you is the best example. And the sedan bearer and the two women on the sedan chair were only startled, and then looked at them indifferently.

Jin Yan didn't fall down immediately, but still stood there. The visor hat obscured his countenance and his eyes. I don't know if it's dead or alive, but he's like a tree standing there. The crowd called this strange explanation: Death is not blind!

"See no...... This is the fate of ignoring Uncle Ben!" The duck-throated man proudly and indulgently showed off his achievements. He looked at the trembling untouchables, and his heart was full of joy. Immediately, he looked at the tenant farmer in the field and said, "You two have moved this thing away, and when you die, you are still in the way of Uncle Ben!"

"Lord Shaozong...... I...... We don't dare!" The two tenant farmers who were pointed at trembled their bodies. In fact, they have seen many deaths, and many corpses have also been seen. But what really scared them was this Shaozong Master, he was much more terrifying than the dead.

"Useless things...... Do you want Uncle Ben to do it himself...... When the dog thing calls you to come, you come, so much nonsense, are you looking for death......"

The duck-throated man was furious, and the two tenant farmers ran from the fields in fear. Thump...... Thump...... I don't know if the two of them were too scared, or whatever, after a dozen steps, the two fell down four or five times. Only then did he tremble slightly in front of Jinyan's "dead corpse".

"This little brother, you can't blame us, who told you not to know whether you live or die and offended Lord Shaozong. If you want to blame yourself, you can only blame yourself for your hard life, and you will have a good baby in the next life...... Don't look for us!" the two of them chattered.

"What are you rubbing...... Dog thing!" the duck-voiced man was dissatisfied, but he also turned and jumped back on the sedan chair. Then he stretched out his left and right hands and grabbed the waists of the two women: "Beauty...... Are you in a hurry!" said, not forgetting to kiss the two people on the left and right faces.

"Your Excellency...... How bad are you, there are so many people here!" The two women, pretending to be shy and evasive, looked like a girl who had just begun to fall in love.

But at this moment, the two tenant farmers who were called up shouted: "Fraud the corpse...... "I fell and ran all the way, even if my feet were pierced by thorns, I didn't care about it, I just ran desperately.......