Chapter Eighty-Nine

The spring rain kept falling, and Wang Qi's body was so weak that he couldn't go on the road, so he was forced to stay in Yuanjiang Town.

Sitting in the tea shop on the street, Wang Qi looked at the distant river a few steps away.

The cyan mist swirls around the river, and boats come and go.

"The third." Wang Qi watched a small boat cross the river, and a scholar with thinning hair and a slightly fat body held an umbrella and stepped on the riverbank.

This is the third great monk I have seen today.

In Yuanjiang Town, there seems to be something big happening, and there are many more people walking on the streets than in the past few days.

The first monk, also a scholar, was emaciated, dressed in a wide robe, and flashed through the streets on horseback.

The second great monk is a sword cultivator.

The sword cultivator was tall, his face was cold, he carried a long sword, and walked briskly along the street in a dignified manner, with a strong sword aura on his body, forcing pedestrians on the street to avoid him.

This is the third.

However, Wang Qi was a little surprised, the route that this third great monk walked was different from the direction of the previous two.

The two of them were heading straight for the depths of the town, but this one was looking left and right in the street.

Finally, towards yourself.

Wang Qi frowned slightly, withdrew his gaze, and looked at the green tea on the table in front of him.

"Whoa."

The sound of the umbrella closing sounded beside Wang Qi, and a few drops of rain fell into the already cold tea bowl.

"Can I sit here?" A gentle voice rang out.

Wang Qi raised his head and leaned back slightly: "Please, I'm ready to leave anyway." ”

The scholar gently rested the umbrella at Wang Qi's feet, ignoring Wang Qi's frowning brows, and beckoned, "Man, come to tea." ”

Wang Qi sat on his seat and watched the scholar make tea by himself.

The other party was so peaceful that he even poured a cup of tea for Wang Qi.

"Wang Qi, I have admired my name for a long time." The reader took a sip of tea and said gently.

"Sir is looking for me, is there anything wrong?" Wang Qi gently kicked the umbrella at his feet, his face full of displeasure.

The scholar picked up the umbrella, erected it on the side of the table, and said lightly, "My name is Xie Ming." ”

Wang Qi was silent, waiting for Xie Ming's next words.

"Young man, you're too impetuous." Xie Ming chuckled.

Wang Qi said lightly: "There are too many things I want to do, but too little time, limited ability, and impetuousness is natural." ”

Xie Ming chuckled: "What are you going to do?" ”

"Looks like the gentleman is too lenient." Wang Qi said unceremoniously.

"Well, I'm too wide, but what can you do with me?" Xie Ming said lightly, his originally gentle gaze became sharp, "If it weren't for Xu Qiang, I would have wasted time sitting next to you?" ”

Wang Qi narrowed his eyes: "Oh." ”

"I guess, what you have to do is nothing more than to practice desperately, go to Dingjing, take a look at the person sitting on the dragon chair, pull out the sword, and then ask the last question, why can he override all ten thousand laws, why, Xu Qiang wants to send the head."

Xie Ming opened his mouth slowly.

Wang Qi became furious: "My master didn't give away people's heads!" ”

"Don't be stupid Wang Qi, you know very well that Xu Qiang is so strong, so strong that no one can kill her unless she wants to." Xie Ming didn't care about the young man's anger at all, and still spoke unhurriedly, and the words he said were extremely sharp.

"Your master, you are going to die by yourself. You've known that for a long time, haven't you? ”

Wang Qi stood up suddenly, he reached out and pressed the back of the chair, his face was gloomy, and he smashed the stool and smashed people if he didn't agree with him.

"Sit down." Xie Ming's eyes lit up.

A majestic force suddenly descended on Wang Qi's shoulder, and he wanted to press it back into the chair.

Wang Qi gritted his teeth.

"You have thought about it, what Xu Qiang left behind, use a trace of it, after it is used up, what traces can Xu Qiang have in the world?"

Xie Ming chuckled, Wang Qi's face was pale, and he was unwilling to sit down.

"What exactly are you going to do?" Wang Qi said hatefully.

"For some reason, come and ask you Wang Qi, what are you thinking?" Xie Mingyun lightly withdrew the pressure exerted on Wang Qi.

"What?"

Wang Qi was a little puzzled, Xie Ming was a great monk, and his strength should be that of a great monk who gathered the void and combined the Dao, such a person is here to ask what he thinks?

A gust of wind blew in, blowing the rain outside the shed.

Wang Qi narrowed his eyes slightly, the rain hit his face, and the scene in front of him changed in an instant.

A cyan space, with black and white ink mountain scenery in the distance, a light rain falling, but there is a roar of thunder.

Wang Qi turned his head, his face changed slightly.

A tyrannical waterfall fell from the clouds and fell into nowhere.

The two of them hung in the air.

"This guy is not something to talk to!" This thought flashed through Wang Qi's heart.

The tyrannical and boiling waterfall is enough to explain Xie Ming's character.

"Speak well." Xie Ming said lightly.

Wang Qi took a deep breath, and then said, "Sir has to tell me, you want to know what I think about it, right?" ”

"That's right, there are so many things in the world, and when you see a thing, you have an idea."

Xie Ming nodded slightly, he thought for a moment and said, "Then tell me, what kind of person is Xu Qiang in your heart?" ”

"Treat me very well." After Wang Qi lowered his head and was silent, he spit out four words.

Xie Ming's eyes were gentle and he nodded slightly.

Then he said, "What do you think of the world?" ”

Wang Qi's eyelids drooped: "It's good, but if it's possible, I don't want to stay." ”

Xie Ming squinted: "That's disappointment, or annoyance." ”

Wang Qi chuckled: "Whatever Mr. interprets." ”

"So, what about the Qin Dynasty?" Xie Ming looked at Wang Qi and said.

"I'm not from Qin, and for Qin, I'm just a passerby. The feeling of Qin is nothing more than a beautiful scenery. Wang Qi said lightly.

"Heh, take yourself out of Qindi's identity and pave the way for the follow-up." Xie Ming stroked his hand and smiled.

"I'm not from Qindi." Wang Qi said lightly.

"Yes, but that's not what I'm asking." Xie Ming's eyes were sharp, staring at Wang Qi and said.

What he asked was Wang Qi's opinion of Qin.

"It sucks. How good can a dynasty that doesn't even let a living dynasty be? Wang Qi sneered and sneered.

Xie Ming was noncommittal, but said lightly: "In this way, your master is really very good to you." ”

"If you look at things from a different perspective, then you will see things differently."

Xie Ming said softly: "Wang Qi, there is a word to warn you. ”

"Looking at the world from a dark corner is darkness."

Wang Qi chuckled: "What Mr. learned is that the universe is my heart, and my heart is the theory of the universe?" ”

"No, I have nothing outside my heart, and I have no reason outside my heart." Xie Ming said lightly.

Wang Qi nodded slightly: "So sir, what is the purpose of your conversation with me?" ”

"Do you want me to praise Qin Di against my will, let me ignore Master's death, or even say a word of helplessness?"

Xie Ming looked at the young man in front of him who was like a fighting, with his head held high, and a trace of disappointment flashed in his eyes.

"I think you've misunderstood my intentions all the time." Xie Ming said softly.

"Really? That gentleman put pressure on me as soon as he came? I'm sorry, the juniors have been attacked and killed too many times along the way, and it's really difficult to sit in this space with peace of mind. Wang Qi sneered, "Let's not mention how disappointed I am in this world, just the attack I encountered, what kind of good feelings does Mr. think I will have?" ”

"Wang Qi, have you ever read a book?" Xie Ming asked lightly.

"I've read a few idle books. Why, Sir wants to teach me the principles of being a human being? Wang Qi said unceremoniously.

"The truth in the book ......," Xie Ming said softly, but was unceremoniously interrupted by Wang Qi.

"The truth in the book exists between the words, I understand it, but I can't understand it, why should I behave according to the truth in the book?"

Xie Ming closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, the mildness in his eyes had disappeared, replaced by coldness.

"Wang Qi, let me ask you, how many words do you know? How many people have walked by? How many people have you seen? There are thousands of words in the world, how vast the world is, and how many sentient beings come and go. You've only seen a handful of them, and you've just happened to be unlucky, and you've encountered something bad before you saw the world, can you deny that there are good people, good books, and good times in the world? There are countless good times in the world, don't you think it's a pity that you deny it alone? ”

The wind is raging, and the waterfall is roaring.

Xie Ming's robes were hunting, and his eyes were full of cold light.

"My master Xu Qiang, isn't it one of the best things in the world? How many people in the world are sorry for her disappearance? Am I not even allowed to be resentful? ”

Wang Qi lowered his eyes, and his voice was extremely weak in the roar, but the words were clear: "I have encountered so many deaths, if I hadn't survived, how many people in the world would have felt sorry for me?" ”

The voice fell, the roar subsided, and the wind subsided.

In the blink of an eye, Wang Qi returned to the tea shop.

It's as if Fang Cai's ink landscape painting is just a fantasy.

"Do not do unto others as you would have them do unto you, it's my fault." Xie Ming said softly, "It's just Wang Qi, I have something to ask for." ”

Wang Qi looked at Xie Ming and chuckled: "Mr. said it was funny, what can I help you with?" ”

"In the world, there are many pairs of eyes looking at you, some people are murderous to you, some people are cold to you, and some people have high hopes for you."

"Wang Qi, in the future, when you think of the sword in the Jinluan Palace and ask Emperor Qin why he is, think more about your master's death."

Xie Ming got up in disappointment, opened his umbrella, and walked into the smoke and rain by himself.

Wang Qi's face was pale, and he looked at Xie Ming who was leaving, with a complicated look in his eyes.

Deep in town, a high-rise building is located by the window.

Xie Ming sat down gently.

Sitting opposite, it was Wang Qi who saw the thin scholar.

"Then Wang Qi has seen it, how about it?" The man asked lightly.

"It's better not to see." Xie Ming exhaled softly.

"Oh?"

"The obsession is too deep, and it will be devoured in the future." Xie Ming shook his head.

"Too obsessed? Hahaha, Brother Xie is too heavy. Who in the world has no obsession? Even if it is a Confucian saint, he has obsessions, let alone Wang Qi? The scholar raised his hand, which was regarded as making amends to the patriarch.

Xie Ming nodded lightly, noncommittal, just turned his head to look at the direction of the tea shop, and saw it very clearly as he thought about it.

Looking at the black-shirted young man with his head down, Xie Ming said hatefully: "There are so many words about him in and out of the words, but he has never been able to understand what I mean, fool!" ”

The emaciated scholar looked at the anger on Xie Ming's face and smiled lightly.

Xie Ming is known for his good temper, but that's just the appearance, because of the green shirt on his body, otherwise, Xie Ming definitely belongs to the kind of person who picks up his fist and smashes it after verbal revenge.

A short-tempered person, but he has a reputation for being good-tempered, you can imagine how good his camouflage skills are. It is conceivable that the anger on his face at the moment is expressed, how angry is that?

"I'm afraid he's already understood what you mean." The emaciated reader whispered, "It's just that he doesn't want to believe it." In other words, he discarded the truth and regarded what he wanted as the truth. ”

"That's even more foolishness!" Xie Ming said unceremoniously.

"Young man, who hasn't had a dream of asking the emperor with a sword?" The emaciated reader chuckled, "Didn't you be like that before?" ”