Fortunately, there are kendo people who have been chatting with him, so Zhuge Chen will not be so boring.

Like that fake Taoist priest, the kendo who has lived in disguise to the present day has a story in his heart, and if he tells any of them, he can make people talk about it.

He said that when he was as old as Zhuge Chen, he was an ordinary teenager, and he wanted to go to the rivers and lakes when he hung a wooden sword on his body.

In fact, although I look forward to the strange people and strange things on the rivers and lakes, it is also a great thing if I can spend my life in peace. It's a pity that after the death of his father, the family's one-third of an acre of land was occupied by the local rich man, and he was alone, and there was no one in the township to help. had no choice but to leave his hometown, thinking about making a name for himself in the market.

When the time comes, what an infinite scenery it will be!

When the time comes, he will go to his hometown with the fairies he has met on the rivers and lakes and slap the faces of those philistine villagers who look down on people. made them look down on themselves at the beginning, and the women in the family were unwilling to introduce them to him, and now they regret it.

The rich man, in particular, let him spit out all that had been encroached upon him with interest.

He thought about it, and these ill-gotten gains should be robbed of the rich and help the poor, and they were also given to those villagers who he looked at.

When Zhuge Chen heard this, he said with a smile: "I didn't expect that the young man's temperament is average, and you can't be exempt from vulgarity in your predecessors." ”

The kendo man was not ashamed, and said bluntly: "Isn't it? What young man doesn't fantasize about the angry horse in fresh clothes, but it's a pity that the sky doesn't fulfill people's ......wishes."

The dream must have been within reach, but reality still gave the kendo man who was still a teenager at the time a head-on blow. The wooden sword on his body is worth a few copper plates, and the tattered clothes he wears were made for him by his father and mother many years ago when he was still alive, and now even if he makes rags for large families, people are dirty.

The most important thing is that the kendo people at that time did not have any skills at all, and it became difficult to eat with a mouthful of food. It's also thanks to his outstanding talent that he has carved out a path of cultivation by himself. But because there is no guide, and there is no exercise support, at best, it can be regarded as a half-ass.

But it is also enough to be a small catcher in the yamen, and after layers of deductions every month, it will be just enough to support himself in his hands. But he can't ask too much, people live for a lifetime, and the most important thing is on this one movable type.

It's enough to be able to live with a little face.

A few years of hard work as an errand boy in the yamen can be regarded as a tempering for him. Seeing the warmth and coldness of people, he is no longer the stunned young man. Maneuvering between all kinds of people is also considered to be at ease. In his current words, it is to see people and talk about people, and to see ghosts and talk nonsense, what can be difficult?

Zhuge Chen just smiled and continued to listen.

The days passed like this, and it was not good or bad, because he was numb. I only know that I am getting farther and farther away from the good wish of returning home, which was unattainable from the beginning, and I feel ridiculous when I think about it when I am bored now.

In between, his realm continued to grow, and he came to the realm of the Heavenly Barrier Grandmaster. It's just that he doesn't know it, and no one around him has the ability to detect it.

are all on an errand in the yamen, everyone is half a catty and eight taels, if you really want to be real, catching the head is really better than catching fast?

That is to say, the people who play up and down can be better.

And on an autumn afternoon when the leaves were falling, the turning point of this Taoist sect came quietly.

A gray-haired fortune teller suddenly appeared in the city, and when everyone said that the town was in trouble, everyone left quickly. Both the people and the officials in the county government said that the fortune teller was a madman who only knew what to worry about.

The people are okay, at best, they just talk a few words after tea and dinner, which makes the hall laugh, which is nothing more than sarcasm and ridicule. The people of the world are like this, and they really can't wear a high hat of human nature and evil.

As for the officials in the yamen, the officials and masters who were bigger than the sky didn't think so, and directly ordered the fortune teller who was bewitching the people to be expelled from the town. This matter was constantly shirked, and finally fell to the head of the kendo man. Whoever calls him the least qualified, anyone can bully him.

When the helpless kendo man found the fortune teller, the other party was drinking tea in the teahouse and listening to the play. And tonight was the time when he asserted that the town would be destroyed.

The fortune teller looked up and saw the kendo man, first brought a cup of tea in front of him, and then stretched out his hand to signal him to sit down.

The kendo man, who was already a young man, directly expressed his intention: "The lord of the county government does not welcome you, let me come, and I will invite you out of the small city no matter what." ”

His words were naturally polite, and that was because they had been polished by him. Otherwise, no matter how good the other party's temper is, it will inevitably be unhappy.

"If there's anything, I'll talk about it after the tea. As soon as the fortune teller pressed his hand, the young man sat down in his chair uncontrollably.

He was surprised by the other party's methods and whispered, "You...... Are you a Heavenly Immortal?"

"That's a big deal. The fortune teller said kindly: "If I were really an immortal in the sky, how could I invite you to sit and drink tea? ”

Indeed, whether it is in the world or in the sky, there is no doubt that there is a difference between humans and immortals.

As long as you open up the path of cultivation, it is equivalent to standing in a higher position. Just as ordinary people don't bow their heads and get entangled in ants, those cultivators who whizz over their heads rarely have the mood to look down at the world.

The road is long, and this little idle time, when and where, is more useful than the so-called experience of human suffering. Unless there is no hope of breaking the bottleneck, let alone penance, they will go down to the clouds and look for opportunities in the rolling red dust.

The actors on the stage were pinching their voices at this time, singing in thin tones. The fortune teller turned his head and said, headless and brainless: "You really plan to live in this small city for the rest of your life, marry a wife and have children, and be unremarkable?"

At that time, the kendo people didn't listen too carefully, but just shook their heads.

The fortune teller immediately whispered, "I understand." ”

This sentence is heard by kendo people really.

At the end of this scene, it was already approaching dusk. The fortune teller drank the last of the tea in the pot and began to clean up the guy he used to eat. Seeing this, the kendo people also began to help, after all, after drinking the other party's tea, they should always make some modest efforts.

The kendo man glanced at the sky outside through the window and said, "Are you ready to leave the city?"

The fortune teller nodded and said, "Well, there's no point in staying here, go back early, and it can be regarded as an explanation to the master." And I can't solve the natural disaster that destroyed the small city, and if I force it, it will be "hurting the heavens and harming reason". ”

The kendo man who didn't know what to do had to say, "Then I wish you a smooth journey." ”

The fortune teller said, "I'm not alone, I wish us a smooth journey." ”

The kendo man subconsciously said, "What do you mean?"

"It's not interesting. The fortune teller picked up his bag and said, "I'm just congratulating you on being able to get such an enviable blessing." ”

As soon as the fortune teller's words fell, the kendo man's eyes turned black and he fainted to the ground.

When he woke up, he was already in the wilderness at least five miles outside the town. He had been here to catch the thieves, so he knew it clearly.

Cold sweat broke out on his back, he stood up and looked around, only to see the blue sky in the distance, rolling thunder descended into the world, and fell in the small city.

And with a loud bang, the town exploded in thunder and was completely destroyed.

The kendo man's eyes widened, his pupils constricted, and he kept retreating and finally sat down on the ground. He really can't accept this fact, the small town he has lived in for nearly ten years has just disappeared?

And it was said by the fortune teller, and it became a prophecy.

That's hundreds of thousands of lives! Is the so-called Heavenly Dao so ruthless?

"Are you awake?"

The fortune teller's voice came from behind the kendo man, he looked back, nodded with difficulty, and asked, "What the hell is going on?"

Looking at the young man who sighed for a long time, the fortune teller spoke: "What else can it be, the same as I said." I told them a long time ago, but whoever called them foolish, good words could not persuade the damned. ”

"I'm asking why there is a thunderbolt coming to the world!" the kendo man was a little excited.

Fortunately, the fortune teller is good-tempered: "This place has an alias, called a mass grave." There's a wicked demon who has been dormant here, and has recently been trying to break out of its cage. My senior brother ordered the thunder to be drawn here and the great demon to be killed. And I'm here to inform, by the way, in case the big demon escapes. I thought it would be boring, but now it seems that you are my surprise. ”

After a long time, Kendo sorted out the stakes and said, "Anyway, it's Guan Tian's human life!

The fortune teller only said lightly: "We cultivators, we don't care about the sufferings of the world, and when you ascend to the sky, it will be clear." Let's go, go back with me, and I'll have to call you junior brother in the future." ”

The kendo man's first thought was naturally to refuse, but no matter how he resisted, he was eventually forcibly taken away.

On the top of the mountain covered by clouds, the kendo man stood at the mountain gate, was hugged by the shoulders of an elderly old man, and said kindly: "You are here, junior brother." ”

And the kendo man who didn't know the situation just replied: "Hmm." ”

At this point, the kendo man was silent. Anyway, the rest of Zhuge Chen can also guess a rough idea, but the kendo man has been on the rise since then, and he has become a saint.

After the story was told, Zhuge Chen also came to the next watershed. He turned his head to look at the kendo man who was a little stunned, and the other party said: "The reason why I talked to you about this old incident has no other meaning, but I can't hide it, so you don't have to take it too seriously." Keep walking, I'll be waiting for you at the top of the mountain. ”

With that, the figure of the kendo man dissipated, leaving Zhuge Chen alone to stand in place, thinking about how to step into the next watershed.

(End of chapter)