Chapter 327: Who has the shortest life in Zhongtian?
That night, most of the young and strong people in the village rushed back with torches. They use the "fairy apparitions" at the entrance of the village in the evening as a talking point to link it to next year's good harvest.
Naturally, there was no shortage of monks fighting in the Great Realm of the Middle Heaven, but they couldn't stop the mayflies from beautifying and imagining things.
But except for Zhang San, this little boy is a little lost.
Most of what he heard was the freedom of the immortals in the script, and the magic powers were vast, but he had never intuitively seen how the immortals "slay demons and eliminate demons" and protect the world. What's more, the Ruyi class that I had been thinking about before, would actually be a monster in human skin.
The nausea that made his brain surge was still fresh in his memory, and if it weren't for the small words written by an immortal suddenly coming out of the place where the brocade-clothed official knocked on his head, he wouldn't know what would happen next.
His reaction is already extremely good compared to a child.
But......
He recalled that the thin immortal in the snow buttoned up his mask, and then changed into a sword in his hand, trampling on cloud boots, and wearing a unicorn robe, cutting away the evil and majestic appearance of the place, and making him reverent for Zhang Qinghe for a moment.
Especially the black and red mask with angry eyes, as if he was about to burn all the injustices in the world, provoked waves after waves in his heart.
Singing...... Wearing a mask and smearing it with fat powder, doesn't it just want to be majestic and want to be admired, and it has all his little vanity? That immortal sang on stage and cut away evil spirits like birds, but it was the most majestic thing in the world!
"Master Wude......"
Zhang San restrained his fear, but looked at Zhang Qinghe, his eyes were shining, as if he had some longing.
Zhang Qinghe paused when he heard this, turned around and glanced at him lightly, then turned around and continued walking.
"San'er, what are you talking about?"
Those few people were talking about the Ruyi class as a talking point, especially the dog, who was only a little older than San'er, was particularly excited.
But they didn't know that the wishful class would no longer be able to raise funds for charity performances.
"Oh, nothing!"
Zhang San smiled, replied casually, and quickly followed Zhang Qinghe.
"Stepping on the moon and stepping on the cloud boots, the head bears the crown of red flame and purple beads. The scarlet unicorn can be arrogant, why should Kowloon be in Jinluan?
The master, who was the master of the sword soldiers, rubbed the coffin of Fengyue and beat the longevity. Kill the white tiger today, and cook Qingluan ...... tomorrow"
Zhang San deliberately hummed these few words, pretending to be idle and singing nothing, observing Zhang Qinghe's reaction.
Naturally, Zhang Qinghe was unmoved.
"This little boy sings well. Taiyin Xingjun laughed in the Xuan Bag.
"Why, you want him to give you a piece too?"
"Zhang San is right?"
Mixed in the team, Zhang Qinghe finally spoke.
Zhang San looked very excited, and immediately responded-
"Ah, yes, the official finally called me by name. ”
"In Zhongtian, there are two kinds of people who don't live long, one who wants to know too much, and the other who is too good at calling.
What kind of person are you?"
Zhang Qinghe was surrounded by cold air, as if he was about to suffocate Zhang San in an instant. He is not afraid that Zhang San will not understand, he knows how wise this person is, but he is just a child, and his mind surpasses that of most ordinary people.
Zhang Sanyi seemed to sink into the bottomless ice cellar for a while, panting heavily, causing Taiyin Xingjun to complain for a while.
"The little boy is actually competing with a child?"
Zhang Qinghe was silent for a while, and retracted a slight wisp of momentum, and then Zhang San felt that the world was warming, even if it was in the cold winter, it was not as uncomfortable as being pressed on a boulder.
"Then do you know who is most likely to have a good death?" Zhang Qinghe leaned over, rubbed the little boy's head, squinted and smiled.
It was as if the previous intimidation and coldness were not emanating from him.
"What, who?"
Zhang San was submissive and did not dare not cooperate.
"Ordinary people. ”
Zhang Qinghe patted Zhang San on the shoulder, pushed him back, and strode forward.
"I originally thought that the little boy had acquiesced to letting him see you fighting, because he loved talents and wanted to accept them as a martial arts family, but now it seems that this is not the case. ”
Taiyin Xingjun now has doubts.
"Although this child has no spiritual roots, his spiritual wisdom and comprehension are afraid that he is the first-class seedling in Zhongtian, and he is the most suitable for cultivating the Heavenly Palace Method.
But you allude to ...... I want him to be an ordinary person. ”
"Definitely...... I am giving him the right to choose, Zhongtian's future is broken, I arrived here, and after meeting him, I changed my mind.
I don't want him to live too tired, and in the end it's still empty. ”
"But the Heavenly Palace Law is different from the so-called righteous path, you can see the truth of the world, and you also have a special method to avoid risks. ”
Taiyin Xingjun didn't understand the meaning of Zhang Qinghe's words, but just remembered the volume of Waidan Law that Zhang Qinghe gave to Li Ping'an.
She only felt that the truth of the world was too heavy, and Zhang Qinghe was worried that this child would be unbearable.
Zhang Qinghe looked at the winding mountain road, and the torches shining between the cliffs, but even so, they could not illuminate this deep darkness. In the realm deeper than the darkness, there seemed to be a creeping beast, so that this group of people did not dare to separate, and cautiously stepped on the way home.
"Dada-da-da!"
It was just between thoughts that Zhang Qinghe's ears moved, and the little boy behind him chased straight up.
"But officials, if there are no officials today, I, an ordinary person, insist on going to the Ruyi class to learn art, what will happen to me?
San'er thinks that even if you want to know and call, it is better than being an ordinary person, because ordinary people can't do anything!"
"That's what you think?"
It's also close to the village house, and many men have returned to their respective houses, and even the old village is solemnly saying goodbye and saying that he will come to visit tomorrow.
After he saw the green clothes, his attitude changed again.
Zhang Qinghe had already said goodbye to these simple villagers one by one, and only Zhang San and Zhang Qinghe were left in the snow.
Zhang San nodded.
"I thought they were the most stupid fools in the world, but perhaps it is more important for them to see the heavens and the earth than to live and die. ”
Zhang San has no spiritual roots, can't get involved in cultivation, can't fly to the sky, can only be a floating tuan in the Weishui. But that didn't stop him from having an enterprising mind. The little boy didn't know Zhang Qinghe's intentions, but he felt the need to let this noble person know his thoughts.
"Insightful. ”
Zhang Qinghe said lightly, unable to see his joy or anger, pushed open the door of Zhang San's house, and walked straight to the house with Zhang Sanyi.
"Look, didn't he make his own choice?"
Zhang Qinghe said to Taiyin silently.
In his current state, Zhang San doesn't care about teaching, or he doesn't care about not teaching.