Migrant workers, when they are poor and old, are so busy that they almost can't erect the bed board and work overtime. I've been absent from work for a few days, and I'm really sorry for the book friends who have been chasing and supporting me. Finally, I finally had a holiday, and I can code words again. Thinking that on this Chinese New Year's Eve, after the members of the family have staggered, it is also a blessing for the codewriters. I wish you all a happy new year, all the best, a lot of money, sleep until you wake up naturally every day, count the money until you are too lazy to count!!

After the night in the deserted town, you can see the stars in the night sky, but you can't see the lights of thousands of homes in the world. The brightest place in the whole town is the elegant courtyard behind the hotel.

In the small courtyard, there are still only the withered middle-aged and scholars in long robes, sitting opposite each other across a stone table. This outsider who doesn't know his identity and roots is not coldly confronted by the sonic preacher in the dark plain, but there is an extremely strong murderous aura on his body, which is difficult to hide.

A murderous aura, hidden from time to time. It's just that the look on the middle-aged face remains the same.

Gong Jili sighed slightly, holding a cup of tea, but did not drink it, but gently shook the fragrant and clear tea in the cup, and said slowly: "We are in the southeast of Dahezhou, there are many tea farmers, and the tea mountains are mostly in the places where the rain is abundant and the clouds cover the mist; Not only the rich family in the world, they have a special fondness for the tea of Dahe Prefecture, and they are the immortal families on the mountain, and they are also willing to accept believers under the mountain, and take the hairy melon slices of Dahe as a tribute. ”

The middle-aged and the palace were separated, and it could be said that they were old at first sight, and goodbye became friends of life and death. When the middle-aged man was hesitating, he suddenly heard his incomprehensible words, and sneered: "Don't fight with me, you are a teacher, and you are not those bald donkeys and stinky people on the mountain." Something to say. But don't mess with your so-called good way, it sounds like your head hurts when you go around and around. ”

Gong Jili glanced at his old friend opposite, and said with a smile: "If you don't break your "Enlightenment and Easy Decision" and "Iron Bone Secret", I think your "Plum Blossom Easy Counting", which you keep denouncing as a small way, is more interesting." ”

The withered middle-aged man listened to the first half, and the color on his unsmiling face was softened. After hearing the second half, he regained a cold face.

Gong Ji didn't want to mention which pot to mention, and said complacently: "Recently, I have asked you so many tips on the calculation of "Plum Blossom Easy Counting", and I have a lot of experience; You said, I got such a mastery from you, and I don't feel at ease if I don't give you Ling Yinzhen's stuff that presses the bottom of the box?"

Yin, it is the name of the withered middle-aged man. There is a divine dragon in the Xuanhuang world who has seen the beginning and the end of the Dao Sword Cultivator, surnamed Ling, and his name is Yin. This monk has no sect or sect, and he never admits that what he cultivates is the way of the Taiyi family. The name Ling Yinzhen is well-known to everyone, but there are only a handful of people who can match their names with themselves.

It is said that this foreign giant kills people like hemp, no matter how many people there are on the other side, he is always alone against the enemy. Before attacking someone, once you declare your name, it will be a battle of life and death; until one side dies, there is absolutely no reason to stop the war.

Of course, after countless battles to the death, the living side is still Ling Yinzhen.

Therefore, in the legends of the rivers and lakes, Ling Yinzhen's sword is only seen by ghosts.

However, in this small courtyard, the name Ling Yinzhen was said in the mouth of the scholar in the long shirt, as bland and tasteless as a commonplace, and it was natural.

"Your little bit of stuff that presses the bottom of the box, forget it. It's not that I'm not optimistic about your Gong Jili's knowledge, on the contrary, your knowledge, I admit it's this. ”

Ling Yinzhen gave a thumbs up to the scholar in the long shirt, "But what do I Ling Yinzhen have to decide about something, it's just a sword, what kind of knowledge do you want? The result of your calculation is no problem, but what about the process? What you see is a legendary hero who stands up to the sky and the earth and is above ten thousand people." But what I see is the bloody wind and rain in this world. ”

Gong Jili simply put on a posture of asking humbly, and made a gesture of invitation with a smile. The technique of derivation, he often asked Ling Yinzhen for advice. It's just that Ling Yinhui really didn't dare to compliment this Youyuan Great Sage's talent for learning.

What Gong Jili asked him for advice was all trivial details, and he never involved the origin of the Great Dao derived from the Heavenly Machine.

So even in the face of this talented preacher, in terms of easy counting, Ling Yinzhen was unyielding.

He saw that Gong Jili was still looking at the cup of tea in his hand very playfully, but he didn't answer, so he continued: "Which young man, three shots, is actually asking for a 'good drink' at the moment of life and death. There is some kind of ancient talent lurking in him, even I can't see the roots, but I can only vaguely see that there is a trace of ethereal signs. He himself, estimates about the same. Knowing that there are heavy treasures in the mountain, but they can't get in. So when this group of people was arrogant and domineering before, I had a moment of murderous aura revealed, and when he caught it, he rashly challenged it, and it was the kind that never stopped. ”

Ling Yinzhen sneered, "The smell of milk has not dried up, and you dare to play this kind of trick in front of me." To tell the truth, he didn't get any chance from me. From the beginning to the end, I let him fight himself. ”

This time, it was quite unexpected by Gong Jili, and the teacup dangling in his hand couldn't help but stop, and said with emotion, "You sword cultivators are a bit excessive." It's all hurt like that, and I'm still fighting with myself!"

Ling Yinzhen said lightly: "The disparity in the realm is too great, this is nothing. A little wound of flesh and bones is a piece of cake for a pure martial artist. It's just that this kid has lost my opportunity, and he will find it from others, the kind that never dies. ”

Gong Jili clearly felt that there was a murderous aura on this withered middle-aged man's body. He said slowly: "So, you plan to prevent it from happening, and stop killing by killing?"

Ling Yinzhen was silent, his face was like frost.

Gong Jili sighed, and saw that the tea in the cup was cold, so he boiled the water again on the charcoal stove next to the table, brewed a new cup of tea, and poured it on the two cups. The great sages of the hometown of famous tea, sure enough, are extraordinary in tea art. The entrance was fragrant, and even the sword cultivator who smelled the fishy smell in the sea of blood in the sword mountain couldn't help but frown.

Gong Jili finished tasting a cup of tea with him, took advantage of the fragrance on his teeth and cheeks, and said with a smile: "Human nature is evil, but you can learn to be good." If you don't see any evil deeds, it is not appropriate to kill them with their viciousness first. What's more, the madmen of the Northern Wilderness have been recuperating for thousands of years, and their wings are gradually growing. The Taiyi Sect and the soldiers of the Northern Wilderness City have been at peace for a long time, and the people of the world have gradually lost their blood under the Taoism and teaching. The birth of a person who has a blood-eating habit is not necessarily a bad thing. Don't you hear that since ancient times, there is a cloud that will succeed and ten thousand bones will wither, and as for the merits and demerits, it will always take many years before there will be a pertinent statement. ”

Ling Yinzhen frowned slightly, and said, "Do you have an idea to take that kid under the door?" Isn't this good, listening to their words, it seems that he is a protégé of Fang Liang Dao Academy. You guys are in the east and in the west, and in the end you have to dig each other's walls?"

Gong Jili shook his head and said: "I'm just a poor scholar who has no power to restrain the chicken, even if I can accept such a character, I can't control it." Teaching and educating people is like planting flowers, and what we care about is the flowers and plants themselves, or the soil in which they grow. ”

Ling Yinzhen began to be a little big, according to his intuition, this kind of speech should be a precursor for that guy to say a big truth again. It's just that he is still a little curious: "That kid surnamed Lei will be a good grass that can bloom?"

Gong Jili shook his head, "Easy to deduce, you are a master, you say that this son is alive, it will inevitably set off a bloody storm." In my eyes, he can't be a flower or plant worth cultivating. It's just that the good and bad ways of the world are the soil that creates heroes. In a peaceful and prosperous era, the pillars of the society are born, the education is established and rules are established, the neighbors are at peace, and the people are happy to work; in the troubled times of war, the heroes of the world are saved, the way of heaven is turned against the tide, and the mountains and rivers change color, it may not be an opportunity for another prosperous era. ”

"To put it mildly, if this world is good enough, how can it be completed with one sword?

Ling Yinyi, who is peaceful?"

Ling Yinzhen sneered: "I have a sword in my sheath, just seeking pleasure." What does it matter if it doesn't work out or not?"

Gong Jili gave him a thumbs up and said with a smile: "Yes, you Ling Yinzhen doesn't seek fame and fortune, you only ask about your heart." Then let's ask your heart, when you signed up for the number, have you ever thought about whether the person in front of you should die?"

Ling Yinzhen groaned slightly, nodded and said, "It's not a damn person, it's not fast to draw a sword." ”

Gong Jili patted the stone table and said: "In this case, you are alone in sewing and mending, and the world is not that world." Don't you want to use your own sword that day, you can be more mindful?"

Ling Yinzhen was puzzled, "How do you say this?"

Gong Jili said: "The sage has clouds: everyone is on top, the water is alone, everyone is easy, the water is alone, everyone is clean, and the water is dirty." Where there is all the evil of people, who is the husband to fight with? If there is no danger in the world, no danger, no defilement, no one is evil, and there is good above the water?"

Ling Yinzhen said disapprerovingly: "Isn't this the first connivance to be evil, and then the achievement of the name of good? ”

Gong Jili laughed and said: "You Ling Yinzhen can think of this festival, and my Gong Ji will leave you." But I still have to ask again, you have been invincible for so many years, and you have been slashed by a sword, and today, are there more or fewer wicked people in this world?"

Ling Yinzhen drank several cups of tea at once, and then drank a few more cups, and finally sighed and said, "I can't kill you all." ”

Gong Jili said: "So I remembered the tea farmers in my hometown. When I was a teenager, I also followed my parents to grow tea. The mountains and rivers are beautiful, not only to raise good tea, but also to raise wild grasses. At that time, the most distressing thing was to weed the tea mountain. Uprooted again and again, he cursed in his heart the severed children and grandchildren of the barren grass and weeds, but within ten years, there was a scene of barren grass everywhere, growing faster than the tea tree. ”

"Later, I did a lot of it, and I gradually understood. The rain and dew in the world, thatch and tea trees are all stained, and I have never favored one over the other because of my wishful thinking. If it weren't for this fertile soil, how could the world-famous Dahe State tea be produced?"

"It is difficult for those who look at the sea to be water, and those who swim at the gate of the saints are difficult to speak. If you have the skill to watch the water, you must watch it. ...... Those who flow water as things cannot do without Yingke, and the ambition of a gentleman is also in the Tao. You Ling Yinzhen is a person who looks at the sea, but you can't be water. So you yourself are at a loss. It's just that you are willing to listen to me, a poor scholar, over and over again, and you don't like my rambling over and over again. It's also my fault, I have never been able to think about this kind of thing clearly enough, let alone explain it clearly. ”

"In the past few years, I have been accompanied by you to walk the world, watch the mountains and rivers of other places, and preach everywhere, which is not my own practice. And when it comes to watching the water, I still have a deep understanding. It is the way that I preach, and I call it the 'way of goodness.'" ”

"The man who is in the water, the son of Qizi Bideyan. Pervasive and selfless, like virtue; those who reach are born, like benevolence; their lowliness, sentences are all in accordance with their reasoning, like righteousness; the shallow ones are popular, the deep ones are unpredictable, like wisdom; they go to the valley of a hundred people without doubt, like brave; weak and slight, like observation; they are not allowed to accept evil, they are like bags; they are not clear to enter, fresh and clean to come out, like goodness; they must be flat and positive; they do not seek generalization, they seem to be degrees; they must be eastward and seem to be meaningful. It is a gentleman who sees the great water and must look at Yaner. ”

Ling Yin asked abruptly, "This water is eleven, how much do I have to look?"

Gong Jili smiled silently. The kettle at the table was empty, and he leaned to his feet, ready to refill it. Ling Yinzhen snatched the kettle from the scholar's hand and ran quickly to the water tank under the eaves. He came back with a pot of water, hurriedly sat down on the stove, stirred the charcoal fire, and said seriously: "I can listen to you while boiling water." ”

Gong Jili said tentatively: "Or, when you give a lecture to these remnants of the Western Wilderness in the evening, you will deign to sit in on it once? After listening to it, you will decide not to come in the future." ”

Ling Yinzhen didn't think about it and said, "Okay." ”

The kendo master who was immersed in the fire didn't notice that there was an extremely imperceptible sly smile on the scholar's face at this time.