"Could it be that this old man still has a habit of cleanliness?

Qingyun couldn't help but sneer in his heart.

Seeing that this old man seems to be in a posture of going up the mountain to collect medicine, the mountains and forests are already muddy this season, but the white robe around him is not clean, and he has not even seen the half-star mud idea, and he can't help but be more sure of the thoughts in his heart.

After sitting down, the old man repeated the question he had just asked, and his tone was still as warm as a spring breeze.

"This... I don't know why my predecessors asked this question?"

Qingyun thought for a while, but he still didn't answer the old man's question immediately, but asked a rhetorical question, and there was a slight pause in the middle, the meaning was actually obvious.

The young man's refusal to answer the question three times seemed to make the old man a little displeased, and he saw a few ripples slowly stacked on his white and tender forehead, as if he was annoyed and surprised, but then he let go, and said slowly:

"Your name is Qingyun, right? It's old and abrupt, the old man's surname is Yan, and the single name is a word, young man, you can call me Yan Lao. ”

"See... Pass... Speak old. ”

Although the old man finally reported to his home, the corners of Qingyun's mouth twitched and his thoughts were exposed, and he said secretly:

"Words, eye, this name is really personal, and the appearance of his fairy wind bones is really not able to fight together!

I can't call him by his full name, I can only call him Senior or Old Yan, but those big masters of his generation can't just be like this as soon as they meet, eye, eye, eye, this is not laughed to death!

Yan Lao looked at Qingyun with a smile, as if he hadn't seen the forced smile on his face, and said directly:

"Qingyun, the old man just happened to pass by here, and he was a little surprised to see a monk mixed among the victims, and this little monk also gave relief from time to time, so he followed him for a while in curiosity, and then came up to talk to you when he stopped to rest. ”

Qingyun nodded slowly when he heard this, and smiled slightly, so that the corners of his mouth that really couldn't help but rise were relieved, otherwise maybe his face would cramp after a while.

Since the other party didn't seem to have malicious intent, Qingyun also answered Yan Lao's inquiry:

"It is true that the younger generation still has a lot of dry food, but they don't want to give alms anymore. ”

Yan Lao's question is somewhat similar to what Yao Mengxun asked him at the beginning, if he was himself a year ago, he would probably take all the dry food on his body to save people.

But after experiencing life and death, Qingyun understands the preciousness of his own life even more, it is not that he is unwilling to help this disaster, but if he wants to help, it must be within his ability.

Listening to Qingyun's sincere answer, the one-armed old man smiled gently again.

Although his eyes have been clouded, the cloudiness has precipitated all the positive emotions such as peace, righteousness, and kindness in his heart, and turned into a rock, full of firmness.

Although Qingyun had not seen many monks, except for Yao Mengxun, he had never felt this kindness in the eyes of any monk, and now that he looked back, even his father did not.

The old and the young looked at each other like this, and Qingyun's heart also became stable.

It's just that he has experienced some painful memories, he is no longer the innocent and naïve child of the day, and he knows that the kindness and justice in his heart are not enough to support him to move forward.

Yao Mengxun once said that the Buddha still has the wrath of thunder, let alone his little self now?

So how can we not avenge the murder of our father? Who will justify the evil act of slaughtering the village?

is just like his intention to stir up the world through Xiao Luoyi's small stone.

Whether he succeeds or not, he feels that he will do this kind of thing in the future, which is not a change, but that he remembers his original intention, and he does not necessarily have the decision to always be the last.

Or if you are a little careless, there will be no beginning and no end, if the heavens want to kill me, and let me overturn the world first!

Bai Yiyan didn't know that Qingyun had so many thoughts because of his kind gaze, but when he cultivated to the point where he could feel, he could naturally feel much more than the kid in front of him, which was also the real reason why he came to visit.

I saw that Yan Shi's brows were slightly frowned, and the vicissitudes of life on his face were revealed, but he still said softly:

"I'll tell you the truth, I've been in the valley for many years, and I don't have much dry food on me, so I want to help people, but I can't do it. ”

After a pause, Yan Lao continued:

"Qingyun, I guess you think that if you continue to take out dry food to distribute it, it will only cause a bigger riot, or will you not be able to get out?"

Qingyun nodded when he heard this, he didn't want to hide it from the old man, because he did have concerns about this, there are hundreds of millions of people in the world who have suffered a lot, and how many have he saved?

What's more, he may have suffered thousands of times more than them compared to them, and he didn't rely on himself to struggle to crawl out of the ghost gate again and again?

How many people in the world can be blessed with heaven?

So he looked at Yan Shi calmly like water, and consciously opened his heart, waiting for the other party's next step.

Qingyun thought that the old man might preach to him or disagree with his views, but Yan Shi did not stop there, but said:

"Although the old man is a monk, he also believes in fate, the two of us, an old man and a young man, will meet in the mountains and forests because of fate, maybe it is also their own arrangement in the dark, do you say yes? ”

Qingyun didn't know how to answer, so he had to nod yes, and then the old man asked:

"In other words, isn't your encounter with the hundreds of victims also fate?"

The old man said another nonsensical remark, which suddenly made Qingyun scratch his head again, he was talking about saving people, why did he get involved with fate again?

"Forgive the younger generation for being stupid and unable to comprehend the true meaning of the senior's words. ”

Qingyun arched his hand and bowed towards Yan Lao.

Yan Lao's face is white and red, although he looks old, but at least his skin is still well maintained.

And his white beard is fluttering, with a dusty posture, with the medicine basket behind him, it is easy to remind people of the old doctor who walks the world in the book and hangs the pot to help the world, and the eternal flow of the city's scheming can be called a negative teaching material.

At this time, Yan Lao used his spiritual power to agitate his empty left sleeve and motioned for Qingyun to sit down again.

did not avoid making the old man unhappy, this time Qingyun honestly leaned against the big tree he was leaning on, sat down with his hands on his knees, and stared at the old man sincerely.

Yan Lao gave him a feeling that was more kind than Yan Liangshan, in the past, once he wrote a wrong word or memorized the wrong book, he would inevitably be beaten by Yan Liangshan and his sharp gaze that seemed to be eating people.

But the old man in front of him is more like an earnest and seductive old pedant, and his speech is also slow and logical, which is difficult for people to feel bad.

Yan Lao glanced at Qingyun meaningfully, and asked again whimsically:

"We all know that fate can't be forced, in other words, if you can't force it, don't you just do it?"

It was just a few hysterical inquiries, and finally Qingyun's good impression of him was reduced a lot, and his heart was full of displeasure, only to think that the old man was a little stupid when he was old.

If it weren't for his strong cultivation here, Qingyun estimated that he might have turned around and left now.

"Could this old man be a monk of Jing Citian, why do you like to talk so much?"

The more Qingyun thought about it, the more angry he was in his heart, since he left Liangqian Village, he would always have an inexplicable restlessness from time to time, which was a little strange even to himself.

He didn't seem to be like this before, how could he be irritable because of other people's words? Thinking of this, Qingyun quickly calmed down and said:

"The younger generation has just entered the immortal gate, although the time is short, but I have also heard that cultivation is to earn a life with the sky, and the fight is a chance for immortality, even so, that kind of need is not something that can be forced, don't I wait to strive for the top?"

Qingyun couldn't figure out the old man's thoughts, and he didn't know why he just said whatever he thought of when he called himself, and he didn't bother to think about it in his heart for a long time.

The old man smiled when he heard this, at this moment he no longer looked like a monk of the fairy wind and bones, but a wise and friendly elder, teaching his students some earthly truths.

"You're right, my monks really just want to live forever. When people are old, there are more words, don't think I'm verbose, Qingyun. ”

After seeing the handsome young man on the opposite side nodding and smiling bitterly, the old man continued to smile and say:

"Qingyun, then what is the difference between you saying that we are fighting with the sky and they want to fill their stomachs and live?"

Yan Lao has always been chatting with him with an equal attitude, without the slightest oppression in the realm, so Qingyun raised his head, looked at Yan Shi with burning eyes, and said in a deep voice:

"It's not that I don't want to give alms, but even if I give my money, I won't be able to save all the victims on the official road! Besides, you also said that if I spread dry food on a large scale, the riots caused by it will definitely turn the entire official road into a Shura purgatory. ”

Yan Shiyan first laughed, but did not deny Qingyun's explanation, and then shouted in vain:

"Yes! You shouldn't have saved it, in fact you shouldn't have given the first bread!

"Huh?"

Qingyun was stunned when he heard this, what's the matter with this old man, how can he say some nonsense, just now he seems to mean that he wants to continue to save people, why did he say that he shouldn't even give it once?

Immediately, Yan Shi's voice became a little low, as if he was reprimanding:

"Although I can't turn a stone into gold like a myth, or just go to the clouds and rain to moisten the earth, but such a trivial matter as a living person's life can be said to be at my fingertips. I didn't even do anything, what kind heart do you kid have to force?"

"The seniors taught us. ”

Qingyun bowed his head and said respectfully, but in fact, he was slandered in his heart.

"How did I know you were nearby! so powerful, why didn't you come out to save people in the first place, besides, you yourself said that you didn't bring dry food, but I was so kind but you said that I was stupid, I was really speechless. ”

However, the old words changed sharply, and continued with a smile:

"Just kidding, don't mind, young man. ”

Qingyun listened to a black line, and nodded indiscriminately as a promise.

"I kind of understand, this old man is probably suffering from Alzheimer's. ”

At this point, he secretly made the final definition of this "eye droppings" he just met in his heart.

PS: These chapters seem to be some nonsense, but I personally think it's the cornerstone of the protagonist's growth, and the hatred is not terrible, but the terrible thing is the hatred that is taken for granted.