An Zheng thought that Da Jiba was a charlatan, but after talking with those disciples for a while at dinner, he realized that Da Jiba didn't accept a single copper coin from them. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info An Zheng is a little incomprehensible, the cultivation of a person like Da Jiba is really nothing, at most it is the realm of Sumeru, the kind that An Zheng can kill in the blink of an eye now. He didn't want money, what was he going to do with a group of children who had very weak cultivation talent and had already exceeded the starting time of the best cultivation?

I can't get anything to say when I communicate with these young people, these people all think that Da Jiba is a big man in the rivers and lakes, the kind of big man who calls for wind and rain. An Zheng couldn't bear to puncture the illusions in their hearts, so he didn't ask more.

After dinner, An Zheng stood alone in the courtyard looking at the moon in a daze, Da Jiba drank a little high, walked out slowly, and patted An Zheng's shoulder: "Hehe, Dao Chief, thank you so much today." ”

An Zheng smiled.

Da Jiba is a self-cooked, and after a meal, he will almost call you a brother. He stood beside An Zheng, was silent for a while, and then said, "Dao Chief, I can see that you are also a person with a story, otherwise why would you live here alone?"

An Zheng shook his head: "Just hiding quietly." ”

Da Jiba gave a thumbs up: "Generally, high-level talents do this, Dao Chief, your cultivation must be very strong." ”

An Zheng: "There are thousands of cultivators in the world, and my cultivation is nothing. ”

Da Jiba didn't care, he glanced back at the disciples who had already fallen asleep, and after hesitating for a while, he said, "Dao Chief, I know that you are a master, the kind of real master, a great cultivator. So thank you so much today for not exposing my lies...... Not only do I want to thank you, but I also want to thank you for those children. ”

"Huh?"

An Zheng glanced at Da Jiba.

Da Jiba smiled bitterly: "Actually, they are all poor people...... They all want to practice, they all want to become true practitioners. But the heavens are so unfair and give them the physique they can practice, but it is really the worst. You know what? Those who can't practice aren't the most pitiful, they are. ”

"If you knew from the beginning that you couldn't practice, that's fine, anyway, you don't have any thoughts. The children of large families are okay, as long as they are willing to spend money, they can ask cultivators to open a foundation for them, which is nothing more than spending money to buy spirit stones and spending money to hire people. If you have money, you can smash it without playing, rely on pills, rely on the best spirit stones, and rely on heaven and earth treasures to gradually improve your physique. ”

"But they can't, they're all victims......"

Da Jiba was silent for a while, then turned around and took a pot of wine and continued to drink: "When I found them, they were all about to torture themselves to death. See that little girl? Her name is Jingdie, and her family is not particularly rich, but she is one of the best in the town. The family is patriarchal, and the female babies born are either drowned or raised. The reason why Jing Butterfly was not drowned was because she had the potential to practice. ”

"Her father found her a husband, hoping to train a great cultivator. However, she is so talented that she can't succeed. Her father's money was not enough to buy a good spirit stone. So the gentleman who asked for it is also a liar at all. The child was delayed, of course, even if it wasn't delayed, it couldn't be so good...... But her father can't do it, he beats and scolds her all day long, saying that Lao Tzu spent so much money on you, and you haven't learned any fucking skills!"

"You think you can blame the kids?"

Da Jiba took a sip of wine: "I know very well the hard work of these children, they all have high hopes, but they have no ability to really change anything. However, the pressure on them is too great. I've seen with my own eyes children who have driven themselves to death. ”

"My brother ......"

Da Jiba's eyes were a little red: "My brother is going to die by himself, he feels sorry for his father." I was born to practice, although it is not very good, but at least I can survive the current Sumeru realm. But he can't, he's bad...... So he was miserable. I want him to be happy all day long, to take him to play, and I hope he can get out of that self-blame. But I still failed......"

Da Jiba poured the wine in the flask in one go, wiped the wine from the corner of his mouth and smiled bitterly: "What are you talking about...... So I left home and searched all over the world for the children who were struggling like this, hoping to save them. But I can't help it, I can only lie to them. I hope to take them on a journey from south to north, take them to find a place to live in seclusion, and tell them the truth when they are older enough to understand my painstaking efforts. ”

"They're going to hate you," Ann argued. ”

Da Jiba's words moved An Zheng.

He thought that Da Jiba was a charlatan, and the most hateful kind. The reason why An Zheng kept them was just to see how hateful Da Jiba really was. If he was really just a charlatan, then An Zheng might not let him leave alive.

An Zheng could see that Da Jiba was not lying. He is the head of the Ming Law Division, and he has seen too many people, and few people can deceive him. Even a master of a thousand doors like Zhong Jiuge has nothing to hide in front of An Zheng.

"yes, you'll hate me. ”

"So I'm going to stay here, hoping I can change them and make them look at it a little more openly." They lived hard, and their happiest childhood passed by in a flash, and they didn't even enjoy a little happiness. If they could, I hope they would see it. ”

An Zheng: "It's not easy to talk about. ”

Dajiba shrugged his shoulders: "At least I'm halfway there." ”

He smiled slyly, "Take them out of that oppressive home...... Don't say it, I think I can really turn them into the kind of people who have few desires...... Don't look at me as not, I think I can. The person who took me to practice once said that he said that Fang Zheng, the head of the Ming Law Division of Daxi, had said it...... Where there's a will there's a way. ”

An Zheng sighed, not knowing what to say for a while.

Da Ji said domineeringly: "If I fail, let them beat and scold...... I've brought out all the people anyway, and that's all I can do. What if I meet a kind person who is really willing to help me?"

He glanced at An Zheng, and the cunning was obvious.

An Zheng shook his head: "I can't help you." ”

Tajiba sighed: "Yes...... How can there be such good luck, how can there be so good luck?"

He turned around, staggered back into the house, and when he reached the door, he stopped again, looked back at An Zheng and smiled apologetically: "By the way, Dao Chief, I may not be able to pay you so much rent." I'm going to start going down tomorrow to find some work to do, but I've been looking for such a kid all these years, and I haven't made any money. The fifty taels of silver are my last continuation. ”

An Zheng casually took out a silver ticket and threw it over: "This can help you." ”

Da Jiba took the silver ticket and looked at it, and then trembled in fright: "This ...... It's too much!"

An argued: "Fortunately, I just don't lack money." ”

Da Jiba was grateful and didn't know what to say, but finally knelt down and kowtowed a few times. An Zheng didn't stop him, he just watched, because he knew that if someone like Da Jiba didn't do something, he would suffocate himself. That is a person who knows how to repay his kindness, if he can't repay this kindness, what can he do besides kowtowing a few heads? That amount of silver is enough for them to have fine clothes and food for a lifetime.

Da Jiba: "Dao Chief, don't you really want to tell me why you live in seclusion here?"

"I have an enemy to kill, and I can't kill him yet, so I need to meditate and practice for a while. ”

Da Jiba sighed: "It's a vendetta again...... Hopefully, forget it, if I want you to take revenge, then another family and wife will be separated. I can't manage the affairs of the rivers and lakes, it would be good if I could manage these children well. ”

He sighed and walked into the room, slamming the door shut.

An Zheng shook his head...... Da Jiba is a very simple person, you can see it. Such a person lives simply, but it is not necessarily not hard. He chose a very heavy burden, and if he insisted on carrying it, he would be tired and vomit blood.

The reason why An Zheng didn't want to help those young people change their physique was because he knew that wouldn't work...... He didn't know about the young men, but he was sure of ...... These young people have been squeezing their hearts for a long time, and if they really suddenly become strong one day, no one knows what they will do. Anzheng can't be ensured, so he doesn't dare to help people indiscriminately. For An Zheng, it is not impossible to take out a dozen high-grade spirit stones to help them improve their physique, but ...... At least not now.

Just when An Zheng was about to go back to meditate, the girl who looked very good came out of the room, and then quietly bypassed other people's rooms, walked cautiously in front of An Zheng, and suddenly knelt down.

"Immortal Chief, please teach me to practice. ”

An Zheng frowned slightly: "If you do this, what will your master think?"

"Master?"

Jingdie shook her head: "I actually know that my master is lying to us, he is a good person, but he can't change us." I didn't tell anyone that I knew he lied to us because those people were really pathetic. But Immortal Elder, I know that I can definitely become a true cultivator, and I understand that I am in a hurry. ”

She was so young, so delicate, she raised her head to look at An Zheng, and said word by word: "If the immortal chief is willing to accept me as an apprentice, I am willing to do anything, I am willing to do anything!"

An Zheng suddenly wanted to curse.

"Are you worthy of yourself by doing this?"

Ann asked.

Jingdie nodded vigorously: "I just want to go back and tell them that I really can." As long as I can practice, I don't regret anything. ”

"You are not fit to practice. ”

An Zheng shook his head: "With a mind like yours, even if you can cultivate, it will become a disaster. Go back, even though you are wise, but you have been mistaken by your own cleverness. ”

Jingdie began to kowtow: "Immortal Chief, I beg you." I know what I can do, and I know my constitution. If I can't practice well and go back to save my mother, my mother will be beaten to death by him!"

An Zheng's heart shook suddenly: "Who?"

"My dad!"

When she said these two words, Jingdie gritted her teeth and said them.

An Zheng felt a little blocked in his heart: "Is it because of you?"

Jingdie nodded: "Yes...... My mother is not his wife, just a maid. Because I was born as a girl, I had a hard time. The best days are when I know that I can practice. However, because I couldn't get stronger in my cultivation, he started torturing my mother again. ”

An Zheng snorted: "Why do you know that your master is lying to you." ”

Jing Die raised her head, her tears so crystalline: "Because of my physique, I can reflect other people's cultivation realm...... So I renamed myself Mirror Butterfly, and I am the Mirror. However, I can't use this power now, I can just see what other people are cultivating. ”

An Zheng's face changed slightly: "Mirror?"

That's kind of scary...... Copying someone else's practice?