But if he can't figure it out, he can only put this question behind him for the time being, it's useless to figure it out, he's just a black and white piece on the chessboard, and he can't turn it around at all. So I still want to be reliable about myself. For example, why did he hide his identity, Qin Jian carefully recalled that when he arrested Liu Chaoyang, it seemed that among these people he had passed so blatantly, and everyone else had changed their appearances.

Now that I think about it, my approach seems to be above board, but it is actually extremely stupid, this is no longer the rivers and lakes, I want to make a name for myself, do things as openly and honestly as possible, and if I continue like this, I estimate that I will soon be targeted. And listening to the meaning of the hound, there are not only people in the rivers and lakes who hate it, but also political enemies in the underworld.

In order not to cause trouble, these people probably won't pay attention to any means, do they put themselves in the open and fight with these people? Definitely not, now is not the time to be in the family, we must learn to protect ourselves, and we must change our identities in time.

"Hound dog, get me a mask, I don't want to be recognized! When we act in the future, remind me that I can not show my face without showing my face, it's too dangerous!" Qin Jian finally changed his mind and began to slowly accept his current identity.

This is the second change in his thinking, Qin Jian was cautious when he practiced swords in Tiantai Mountain before, but after two incidents in the Sword God Cemetery and the Hanshan Sword Gate and the near death in the Battle of Tianxing Canyon, Qin Jian's personality became more open-minded and tough, listening to his heart, this is the first change.

Immediately afterwards, Qin Jian was kicked out of the house, and he was extremely disappointed in the family, but because his parents and brothers were almost equal hostages in the family, he had no choice but to join the Netherworld. At this time, he found that he was powerless, and the impact of the change of identity made him understand that he was not strong in this world after all, even if he was not convinced, he really couldn't go against so many people, so he learned to be flexible. This is the second shift.

He finally understood the cruelty of the phrase that the rivers and lakes are always ruthless, and it was precisely because of all this that Qin Jian's personality was slowly changing, changing his thoughts, and constantly changing his attitude towards all this.

The hunting dog came back the next day, and the group set off towards the established location, but this time Qin Jian was as good as a stream, although he did not wear a mask, but let the scorpion help change his face, the scorpion's ability was quite powerful, and after lightly pricking a few stitches in his face, Qin Jian's face was deformed, and Chi Lian helped to modify it again, and now Qin Jian has become a wooden young man with low eyebrows and squinting eyes.

A group of six people went on the road separately, looking at each other from a distance, and pretending not to know each other. Qin Jian pretended to be a wooden scholar with a basket on his back and hurried away, and the rest of the people also pretended to be different people. The sword is hidden in the back basket, and it can be drawn easily. In addition, the gopher also equipped Qin Jian with a strong crossbow and taught Qin Jian a lot of skills to disguise and hide his identity.

Qin Jian felt that these inconspicuous little skills were very interesting, such as disguised as a scholar, not only to have a bookish spirit, but also to pay attention to not leaking kung fu under your feet, to walk vain and heavy like an ordinary person, to hide your eyes and breath, and so on. After some adjustments, he now feels like a scholar. Have all the characteristics of a scholar.

Walking on Jinyang Road, this road is a rugged mountain road, but it is quite spacious, and it is the only way to Yuezhou on the road. But few people walk, because the waterway here is very smooth and convenient, according to the information from the inquiry, this road is just a little widened by the government after the mountain people themselves stepped out. However, at this time, Qin Jian found that there was not even an ordinary person on the road, although there was a group of people rushing past and quickly disappearing, Qin Jian felt that a bloody aura was spreading inadvertently in the air.

A spring rain came unexpectedly, there was a hint of cold air in the air and a hint of earthy smell, Qin Jian slowly stepped on the muddy road, took out an oil-paper umbrella and walked slowly above his head, when the drizzle was like silk, he saw a temple built on a small hillside, there was no need to force the way in this weather, he planned to go in to avoid the rain.

The mountain temple is not big, but it is not small, and it is dedicated to the land of the local mountain god. There are a few small rooms. There was a couplet in front of the mountain temple that attracted Qin Jian's attention

Shanglian: Gods and ghosts are only in a thought. Downlink: Fortune and misfortune are naturally determined, and horizontal criticism: Delusion is not moved.

Qin Jian was like a scholar who chanted a few times, and felt that it was a little interesting, this couplet is to persuade people to be good and avoid evil. Let people not have evil thoughts in their hearts. But I don't know how to judge this good and evil, and the good and bad are even more unpredictable. What I am doing now is exactly what my previous self is strongly opposed, or even contrary to, but I have no choice. It has little to do with my delusional intentions.

Judging by the previous standards, we are now evil deeds and have fallen into ghosts, but if we look at the past with the current eyes, as one of the forces in the rivers and lakes, they sat on the ground and shared the spoils, sheltered robbers, disrupted the law and order, and even killed people and set fires, shouldn't we control them? When was it wrong, which one was right? What is the standard of good and evil?

Standing in different angles, good and evil are different, I am afraid that it is really a blessing and a curse, and God will naturally decide it, and as oneself, you can only be as Heng Critic said, and you can only return to your own heart and be delusional. Qin Jian was stupid for a while. What's the difference between being delusional and wishful thinking, or is it better to go with the flow?

"Hey, look at that nerd, standing in the rain in a daze, is it because he wants to produce some good poems?"

"Sour fart, I saw him standing for a long time staring at that couplet, I'm afraid this virtue is also a stupid guy who reads!" said another sturdy man.

Qin Jian was slightly awakened by these words, and looked at the inside of the mountain temple, and there were already people, and there were quite a few, and the fierce and evil looks were definitely not good. Qin Jian suddenly understood that he was well fed, what good and evil were important, whether there was no hope for fortune and misfortune to depend on the sky, or the sword in his hand was more reliable. If you have this time to think about this, it is better to understand the internal skills of the Guanri Sword, and only when you are truly strong can you control your own destiny and control your own blessings and misfortunes. That's the heart. Delusion is not the heart.

Thinking about this, he shook his head and walked towards the inside of the mountain temple, shook off his feet of mud and entered the mountain temple, sure enough, the already small space of the mountain temple was occupied, looking at the virtue of the gang, it should not be a powerful person, Qin Jian sighed slightly and found a corner and squatted down.

"Hey, nerd, sour a poem for the uncle, if it's nice, the uncle will give you a few rewards!" said the bearded man.

This spring rain is really annoying, these people and others are upset, looking at this scholar Mu Ne can't help but joke.

"I read the book of sages below, but I can't compose poetry, and it is difficult for a strong man to be strong!" Qin Jianmu replied.

"Hey, you're really sour when you say you're sour, you don't know how to compose poetry, what sage books do you read, I'm going to be a strong man today, what are you going to do!" the bearded strong man said and was about to walk towards Qin Jian, but was stopped by others.

"Niu Er, sooner or later, you will die on your troublesome mouth, and you don't know how to restrain yourself at this time!" said the person who stopped him.

Qin Jian looked at this person a little familiarly, but he obviously didn't know it, but when he saw the jade fan in the other party's hand, he suddenly remembered that he had seen a guy named Gongsun Ruyu who also had such a jade fan when he was in the Hanshan Sword Gate. It's really on the stage that I have an eyebrow with a woman in the Bright Moon Cave, but the light skills are good, and the skills are average.

I saw that this person's face was like a crown of jade, thin eyebrows and tall eyebrows, a pair of apricot eyes were indescribably romantic, wearing a scholar's scarf, holding a jade fan in his hand, and a light cyan Confucian shirt painted with a few elegant apricot blossoms.

"I've seen Gongsun Niangzi, you also know that my old cow has such a temper, but he is never ambiguous in doing things!" Niu Er hurriedly said in a low voice, respecting this person very much.

When Qin Jian heard this, he suddenly realized that this person should be Gongsun Sanniang, who is the aunt of Gongsun Ruyu in terms of seniority, and is known as the Merry Son-in-law. It is said that this person is superb and scheming, and the most famous is that she lingers in the flower street and willow lane all the year round, and likes to support the top girls of the major green buildings with ears and temples. All the girls who have tasted her methods can't stop, and they lean on the door every day, and it is said that they are more popular than men.

At the beginning of Niu Eryi, the forces that were originally wary of each other immediately came to visit, but they didn't expect that the leader of this gang was Gongsun Sanniang. But at this time and place, these outlaws gathered obviously not to play, I'm afraid they came for the blood ginseng, and I obviously wanted to deal with the errand but didn't expect to come to the thief's den.

"This son, it is very inconvenient to travel on a rainy day, but I want to take this place to discuss some things, and please give in to one or two, these silver taels should be used to pay for the child's clothes!"

Qin Jian, as a child of the family, naturally knows this kind of silver collar, which is the silver collar cast by different forces themselves, the peach blossom shape is a special symbol of the Gongsun family, and the Qin family also casts the silver collar with its own logo, and these silver collars are passed on to represent a party of forces and a guarantee of credit. However, Qin Jian was very curious about what this Gongsun Sanniang relied on, and dared to appear in public here, not to mention it, but also dared to use his iconic things loudly.

Qin Jian picked up the silver collar and put it on the tip of his nose and sniffed it, a faint fragrance of peach blossoms mixed with the earthy smell outside made people feel a feeling of winter going to spring. After receiving the money, he didn't stay, Qin Jian walked out, since people said to let him go, if he didn't go, he would force the other party to do it. This is a den of thieves, and you really shouldn't stay by yourself. But you can't go far, because the place agreed on the mission is near this mountain temple.

"Interesting guy. Gongsun Sanniang raised her eyebrows, but then held back, after all, it was not the time, if it was usual, he would have to tease this wooden scholar.

The Merry Lady is not only a good woman, but also interested in men.

Qin Jian walked out, those people didn't stop being wary of themselves because of Gongsun Sanniang's words, in fact, someone quietly followed him out and walked for a while, but he behaved like an ordinary scholar, holding a butter umbrella and staggering on the muddy road unhurriedly, and only after the person who followed him left and made sure that there was no one around him did he show his martial arts, show his body and walk quickly towards the agreed place.