He remembered that Master Liu had taught him not to cause trouble, so how could it be good now? He thought about the solution. In the end, he gritted his teeth and said ruthlessly: "It's not a pity to die, take people away, this is silver, find a place to bury it!" He threw out a few pieces of broken silver on the ground and spat on it.

"Wait!~~"

The sound of low shouting came, as cold as the cold wind of the wax moon, sounded in everyone's hearts, and everyone subconsciously shivered.

"Who?who's talking?Is it you?Or you?~~" Li Fu couldn't help but shudder, and then became angry, shouting at the people, pointing at the crowd.

Everyone shook their heads and ducked.

Li Fu's gaze turned in the crowd, but he didn't find anyone special, and said secretly: Is it an illusion? Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel ridiculous for his anger and gaffe. Calming down, he said sharply to the few people under him: "What are you still doing in a daze, carrying people, and leaving here." ”

"Slow!~~" sounded again, this time it was clearer, Li Fu heard that the person who spoke was behind his head, because the eyes of the onlookers were all focused on his own place.

Li Fu was fooled again, he seemed to be out of anger, and immediately turned around, and saw a handsome young man in a green shirt, with a frosty face, staring at him indifferently, without the slightest emotion.

Li Fu's heart jumped unconsciously, and the young man in front of him was like a piece of cold ice, exuding cold air and freezing himself.

Li Fu endured the strange feeling, his mouth was a little dry, and he said toughly: "Who are you? You are not small, do you know who you and I are? Be careful that you can't eat and walk around?" Wang Chuan looked at him, indifferent and without any emotion, he walked directly to the peasant woman on the ground, in front of everyone's eyes, his hand was slightly attached to her neck, and after a while, he took his pulse again, like a doctor.

After a while, Wang Chuan got up, walked to the fainting woman again, and did not shy away from the house slave next to him, and took her pulse.

Wang Chuan once again faced the fierce Li Fu and said calmly: "You said that you only need sixty taels of silver to let the woman go, but now here is a full sixty taels of silver, take the money and leave, you can count." Wang Chuan took out a bag of money from his arms and held it in his hand.

Li Fu was speechless for a while, a little embarrassed, he clearly remembered that the old man of the Liu family asked him to bring back this woman, the so-called silver taels were just his words, because, with the financial resources of these mud legs, it was impossible to make up sixty taels of silver, which was the income of a poor peasant who did not eat or drink for two years. However, I didn't expect that there was a trip to bite the gold halfway, and there was really someone who put sixty taels of silver in front of him, Li Fu's eyes rolled, weighing the gains and losses.

Wang Chuan suddenly smiled, and in front of everyone's eyes, he took out a small bag, poured out all the silver taels in it, and poured it on the ground. He said, "There are still forty taels of broken silver here, a total of one hundred taels, take it, I want you to take these minions immediately and roll away, can you count?" Wang Chuan threw the sixty taels of money bags into his arms, Li Fu subconsciously caught them, and held them in his arms, which was heavy and a lot.

Li Fu finally couldn't resist the temptation of money, stuffed sixty taels into his arms, and said in a low voice: "Okay, okay, if you have a kind, let's see!" Li Fu carefully picked up the broken silver on the ground, threw down the woman, and ran away with a few minions in full view.

Wang Chuan sighed lowly, took out some silver taels, and said to the onlookers: "A little thing, please come out a few brothers, go to buy a good coffin, and help their sister and brother find a tomb, kindly bury this woman, accumulate good virtues, and share the rest with everyone, thank you." ”

Wang Chuan finished speaking, and immediately a few strong croppers came out, took the job, and went to buy it.

Wang Chuan dismissed the onlookers, shook his head again and sighed, lamenting the injustice of the world and the helplessness of fate.

He sighed, walked over to the fainting woman, gently picked it up, carried it to the dilapidated hut behind them, put it on the bed, and let it sleep naturally, she needed to rest, she needed a good night's sleep.

Outside the house, the black and thin boy who lost his parents still sat quietly on the ground, hugging his mother tightly, leaning on his mother's forehead with his face, feeling the last residual warmth, infinite warmth, so that Wang Chuan couldn't bear to disturb him, but Wang Chuan still decided that he couldn't let him sink here, so he walked towards a childish boy who was hard-working.

Wang Chuan walked to the young man's side, he was quiet for a moment, because this young man, stubborn and strong backbone touched him, for a long time, Wang Chuan said slowly, he was telling a story: "In my hometown, there is a very beautiful place, where people live a life of sunrise and sunset. One day, the heavens will be catastrophic, the earth will shake, countless houses will collapse, countless lives will be destroyed, countless people will be crushed under the heavy broken masonry, and countless people will be engulfed in the fire, after the disaster, there is no food, no water, they are in a desperate situation. However, the surviving people spontaneously organized themselves in search of living life from under the rubble, they did not give up for a moment, and countless people, gathered there from far away, bringing water, bringing food. Countless life and death, touching and heartfelt true deeds made strong tough guys cry, including a nine-year-old boy named Lin Hao, and other ......"

As the sun sets, the afterglow dissipates, jackdaws nest, the shadows of the trees sway, and autumn frost rises in the sky.

Wang Chuan said quietly, until the starry sky, the thin boy began to comb his mother's sideburns messy hair, the movement was gentle, infinite warmth, Wang Chuan's peaceful face, showing a smile, he lowered his head, looked at the young man, and said: "A gentleman should be like this world, strong and resolute, never stop." Tianxingjian, a gentleman strives for self-improvement. Wang Chuan said comfortingly and encouragingly.

At this time, Wang Chuan has also retreated from sympathy, and he himself understands a truth, and he thinks about it, and whispers to himself: "All things in heaven and earth, life and death, are an extremely subtle meteor under this avenue. Humanity is: the road is ruthless, but people are affectionate, what is love? How can love be worthy? There is no need to force it, go with the flow, a gentleman should be virtuous, seek a "enlightenment" word, but the ups and downs of the world in the persistence, desire, in order to achieve enlightenment, the supreme karmic results. “

Wang Chuan's words are his thoughts and feelings, all his understanding, for the feeling of life, this time, he can't help but feel clean, comfortable, happy, which makes him have a kind of want, the impulse of the sky Qingxiao.

The thin black boy put down his mother in his arms, and in his ruthless gaze, he did have a thoughtful look this time, and he muttered: "Tianxingjian, a gentleman is constantly striving for self-improvement." “

Wang Chuan suddenly heard this, smiled gently again, and continued: "The terrain is kun, and the gentleman carries things with virtue. He looked down, stunned, staring at his young man, so he stretched out his hand, touched the child's forehead, and said warmly: "Do you understand? You still have a lot of things to do, don't be decadent!"

The thin boy, in his dark pupils, suddenly flashed with a lean divine light, and he finally smiled, revealing pure white teeth: "Well, big brother, what is your name? I want to remember you, you are the benefactor of my family, you saved my sister, and you saved me." At this moment, in Wang Chuan's eyes, the young man really has a manly taste.

Wang Chuan smiled at him: "My name is Wang Chuan. ”

At Wang Chuan's suggestion, the villagers buried their mother before the woman woke up, and the deceased should be buried earlier.

In the village, after night, every family has gone home, the whole village is more and more quiet in the occasional barking of dogs, Wang Chuan sits at the table, the lights are flickering, the moths flutter their wings, hovering around the lights, and the shadows of the insects are panicked.

In the four fields, there are a few insects, shouting. Next to him was a thin and dark boy who was sleeping peacefully, and on the bed one step away was a sleeping woman, Wang Chuan suddenly gushed out a burst of emptiness and loneliness that could not be discharged.

Suddenly, the moth fell for no reason, planted in the corner of the wall, and kept flapping its wings to fly, but there seemed to be a force that pressed him, and he couldn't fly no matter what, and the insects in the four fields were silent for a moment.

Wang Chuan stood up suddenly from his contemplation, he quietly clicked on the young man's sleeping hole, looked at the girl who was still asleep, and walked out of the hut with confidence.

Outside the house, it was pitch black, even the lights in the distance had been extinguished, there was no wind and no sound, under the whole world, it seemed that there was only above the sky, only one like a hook crescent moon, under the high dome, only Wang Chuan's majestic posture.

Wang Chuan tightened his rope and poured all his strength around his body in case of accidents.

After a while, Wang Chuan looked at the dark place and said loudly: "Where is the master, please show up and see it." ”

The sound entered the darkness, startled, and the crows and sparrows perched in the distance fled one after another, but they did not call out the comer hiding in the dark night.

Wang Chuan was secretly angry, and raised his voice again: "Since you are here, you don't dare to show up, you can only sneak around, which is tantamount to psychopathy, with all due respect." ”

After Wang Chuan finished speaking, he turned around and entered the room, when suddenly a burst of air fluctuated, from far to near, turning into a sharp sword qi, and attacked him in the back of the heart. Wang Chuan was secretly frightened, did not point or hesitate, turned into a shadow, and dodged with all his might, which was able to avoid the attacking sword qi, and the sword qi attacked, and also broke the artistic conception of the bright moon and pine light of Fang Cai, and entered the aura of all things in one go. Wang Chuan appeared on one side of the forest, and then like an arrow from the string, pierced into the forest a little, and that was there.

"Huh!~~" A strange male voice said in surprise. Then, when Wang Chuan pounced, the breath there was gone, and the people were gone, and Wang Chuan suddenly had an ominous premonition. Without thinking too much, he immediately turned around and returned the way he came, and came to the house, only to see that the young man was no longer here, only a woman on the couch was in a deep sleep.

Wang Chuan, secretly annoyed, blamed himself, and fell for the plan to divert the tiger from the mountain.

"Hmm?~~" There was a note pressed on the table, Wang Chuan picked it up and read it, only to see that on it, it was written in black and white: "This son has strange roots and bones, and his will is extraordinary, I want to accept him as a closed disciple, just a sword, repay you, insult me only hate, haha, come also, go, the man will keep me, the woman will keep you." There will be a date later!"

"Hmph, today's hatred will be avenged tomorrow. Wang Chuan's heart was full of anger, so angry that he kneaded the letter into a ball, after the anger, Wang Chuan secretly became angry, and he must work hard to improve his strength, otherwise, in this other world, he really can't be alone, and there are endless masters.