It just so happened that Mr. Guo's book just said:

Zhong Ming raised his knife and cut off the head of the Wu family's wife, and laughed: "The eldest husband should be like this, and he is a good son of the rivers and lakes!"

Liu Chengyin laughed with it like a madman, and the laughter shocked the small border town.

Stories come from life, but they are higher than life.

In Mr. Guo's book, some details are a little different from the scene of that night, and he undoubtedly portrays Zhong Ming as a bloodthirsty little devil like Liu Chengyin, and the two have the meaning of working together to bring disaster to the world.

Many listeners in the teahouse were frightened, and their opinion of Mr. Zhong, who had heard of it in the past, was greatly changed.

In the past, the young man was known as "Mr. Bell with a good hand", but now everyone thinks that he is a "murderous bell devil".

This is a storyteller who made something out of nothing, Zhong Ming is a clear person, and he doesn't argue with it, and he doesn't want to smash people's jobs.

But the speaker didn't want to speak, the listener was intentional, and many listeners heard that Zhong Ming was sitting in the teahouse, and immediately stood up in panic and looked at this Mr. Zhong, who likes to kill, in horror.

Fortunately, Zhong Ming didn't carry the Yama Jue Ring Knife today, otherwise someone would be scared to pee in his crotch on the spot.

As a result, most of the idlers in the teahouse were so frightened that they lost their courage and threw down their money and ran out of the door.

In a moment, the people in the teahouse walked away, leaving only Zhong Ming, who was frowning, Liang Yu, who was scratching his head, the little Taoist priest with a depressed face, the old Taoist priest facing Zhong Ming with empty eyes, and Mr. Guo, who was staring at him with interest.

The servant and the shopkeeper stood behind the counter and shivered, and the atmosphere in the teahouse was strange, as if they were about to meet each other.

Zhong Ming turned his head to look at Mr. Guo's smiling face, and arched his hand: "Mr. Guo is so eloquent, I used to be the same murderer as Liu Chengyin, and I didn't know about it myself." ”

Mr. Guo didn't panic, he laughed out loud and said with a smile: "Mr. Zhong, the little old man is just eating with a mouthful, so why care about the true and false things in those books." ”

Zhong Ming also smiled and said, "People want to have a mouth, and most of those who have no mouth are dying on the streets." ”

"The storyteller only relies on one mouth, if he has a halter in his mouth, then he is not like a stupid donkey, how can he eat by eloquence. ”

Mr. Guo was still smiling, and his smile made Zhong Ming unable to see through.

The most difficult person in the world is not a talented scholar, nor a martial artist with great force, but a person who can't see through the city.

Mr. Guo belongs to the kind of person Zhong Ming can't see through, and he secretly said: Mr. Guo is unfathomable, don't entangle with him.

Giving it up again, Zhong Ming didn't plan to talk to Mr. Guo, took out the silver from his arms and put it down, turned around and left.

But he didn't think that the old Taoist priest grabbed Zhong Ming's cuffs and said: "This Zhong monk doesn't want to leave, the young apprentice is not accurate in measuring the words of the layman, let the poor Taoist calculate it for the layman." ”

Zhong Ming frowned and said, "No need!"

Pulled down his sleeves, Zhong Ming wanted to leave, but the old Taoist priest had a lot of strength, and he didn't let him break free, but grabbed it with his other hand, and held Zhong Ming's palm was a fumbling.

This made Zhong Ming have goosebumps all over his body, it would be fine if a girl touched his hand, but let this old Taoist priest touch it, what is the matter.

Unable to resist the unreasonableness of the old way, Zhong Ming subconsciously mobilized the strength in his body, and the true qi was agitated, wanting to push the old way out.

The old Taoist priest seemed to have expected it, and with a light footstep, he dodged this push, and let go of the young man's palm.

The old Taoist priest looked at Zhong Ming with empty eyes, a little terrifying, he frowned slightly: "Strange, Zhong Jushi's palm prints are only seen in his life, your palm prints in the first half of your life are thick, single and clear, it should be the life of wealth and peace, but in half of the palm was cut off by foreign objects, and the second half of the palm print is already disorganized." ”

"Full of nonsense!"

Zhong Ming couldn't figure out whether this old Taoist priest had real skills, or whether he was rich and wanted to cheat some money to spend.

In short, today's teahouse is too weird, the young man doesn't want to stay here longer, and waves to Liang Yu: "Heizi, let's go!"

Liang Yu dragged the horizontal knife and walked out with Zhong Ming, he was still a little confused, how could this scene become in the teahouse, when did Brother Ming's name become so terrifying.

The old Taoist priest stood in the distance, calculating in his hands, and waited until the young man walked to the door before he said: "Zhong Jushi, if the old Taoist is good, you suffered a big change three years ago, and someone changed your life against the sky and forcibly changed your life. ”

Zhong Ming's figure paused, and his heart was flustered, wasn't it when he came to this world three years ago.

The more panicked he was, the more Zhong Ming felt that he couldn't stay in this teahouse, whether it was Mr. Zhong or these two Taoist priests, they were too weird, and if he stayed any longer, he was afraid that he would leak the biggest secret in his heart.

Quickening his pace, Zhong Ming hurriedly walked out.

When the two young men turned over and got on the horse, the voice of the old Taoist priest came again, "The rootless duckweed floats to zero life, Zhong Jushi will be adrift in the second half of his life, if the old Taoist is right, please also invite the monk to come to the Taoist Temple in the west of the city to find the poor road, and the poor road will stay here for a while." ”

Zhong Ming never stopped, and rode away into the distance.

The young man outside the teahouse had gone away and disappeared, but the three people in the teahouse never moved.

The little Taoist priest reminded loudly: "Master, that Zhong Jushi has already left. ”

The old Taoist priest nodded, and said in his mouth: "Disciple, although this Zhong Jushi has no fate at all, but he is lucky, his life, I have only seen it in my life, and you just happen to be the life of mutual restraint, after so many years, I finally found someone who can help you!"

The little Taoist priest was dumbfounded, and his expression struggled for a while before he whispered: "Master, the apprentice doesn't want to ......."

After all, before he could say anything, the little Taoist priest lowered his head, hugged the master and said, "Master, let's go back first, and prepare for the Dharma in two days." ”

The old Taoist priest sighed, he should have known what the apprentice was going to say, but he just muttered in his mouth: "Three years ago, the sky split the moon, and the fortunes of the world have been chaotic, even if I can see one or two clearly, how can I influence the trend of fate." ”

At this time, Mr. Guo spoke, and he smiled: "Daochang Zhang doesn't have to worry, do his best and obey the destiny of heaven." ”

"How can I listen to the Mandate of Heaven, this day is no longer the sky, the sky is dead!"

The old Taoist priest sighed, and then said while walking out: "Guo Bangren, the old Taoist also took the time to divinate a hexagram for you, recently your head is hanging on the earth Kui star, the starlight is bright, covering the moon, I am afraid that it is fate to rush to the earth, you must be careful of disasters." ”

Mr. Guo arched his hand and said, "Thank you, the chief of the aisle, for mentioning it." ”

Two Taoists, one old and one young, also walked out of the teahouse, and the little Taoist priest gradually walked away with the old Taoist priest and disappeared around the corner of the street.

In the teahouse, Mr. Guo slowly sorted out his storytelling objects, wrapped them into packages and carried them behind him, and then arched his hand to the shopkeeper and said: "Shopkeeper, I'm sorry, I don't have anything to say about this book in the future, I don't want today's reward, it can be regarded as compensation for disrupting the teahouse business." ”

The shopkeeper hurriedly arched his hand, there was still a panicked look in his eyes, and he said, "How?"

Mr. Guo just smiled, still got up and walked out, walked out of the teahouse, and looked up at the sky.

The wind is light, the sun is setting a little west, and it is still a good weather in April.

Mr. Guo said with his hand: "Today is sunny, tomorrow it will rain, this town is going to change the sky! ”

......

At the head of the silt village, the old locust tree is lush and green, and three or four men are leaning on the hoe to talk and laugh under the tree.

I saw two horses galloping past the locust tree, and one of the men looked at it and pointed out, "Isn't that Mr. Zhong and Liang Heizi?"

Another man replied: "It's true, I don't know what happened today, Mr. Zhong acted in such a hurry that he didn't even say hello." ”

All the men said: "Strange, weird!"

The two young men here had already returned home, turned over and dismounted, Liang Yu was puzzled: "Brother Ming, why are we in such a hurry, if they dare to talk nonsense again, I will cut him." ”

Zhong Ming shook his head and didn't answer.

He is now in turmoil, whether it is Mr. Guo or the old Taoist priest, there is a strange aura on his body.

The two seemed to know their past well, especially the old Taoist priest who touched the biggest secret in Zhong Ming's heart.

Zhong Ming was rarely flustered, his heart was beating non-stop, and the faces of the old Taoist priest and Mr. Guo were always echoing in his mind.

In the fence yard, the bell rang sluggishly for a while, Liang Yu tied the horse to him, and the young man came back to his senses and said: "Heizi, you go first, I want to be quiet alone." ”

Knowing that Brother Ming was in a bad mood, Liang Yu didn't say much, put the deed burden in the house and said, "Brother Ming, I will put the deed in your house, and I will leave first." ”

Zhong Ming nodded, and Liang Yu walked out.

But Liang Yu didn't lead the horse home, he lowered his head and thought for a moment, his eyes were gloomy and uncertain, and his face gradually became angry.

Turning around and seeing the young man enter the house, Liang Yu turned over and got on the horse again, muttering: "Okay, you Guo Pozui, let you talk nonsense, I have to make you look good today!"

Riding on the black horse, Liang Yu rode his horse towards the city again.

Looking at Zhong Ming again, after entering the house, he didn't have the heart to look at the deed, whether it was the Qingming sacrifice or the ritual of the Wu family's compound, he didn't have the heart to think about it at the moment.

Turning over and lying on the bed, the young man rested his head on his arms, thinking about where his life was going.

From the beginning of the crossing, Zhong Ming knew very well that he didn't want to stay here, he just wanted to go home, back to the place where he could pour two bottles of good wine for his cheap father's grave.

But he didn't want to go back, so Zhong Ming lost that thought, and it was also a problem with food and clothing at that time, so he tried his best to find food and wanted to live.

Now that I have survived, food and clothing are no longer a problem, and the thought of going home is light, or even gone.

It's false to say that he doesn't care, but he also has a little more concern in this world.

Uncle Yang who is looking for relatives for thousands of miles, Sun Luolian who sends embroidered handkerchiefs at the head of the village, Liang Heizi who is heart-to-heart, and Old Man Sun who is angry with three fingers......

There are fewer worries in that world, more worries in this world, and the young man doesn't want to go back, but he wants to live here for the rest of his life, and live up to those who worry about him and want to take care of himself.

Now that we are living in the present, how can we live well in the future?

Taking out the mahogany folding knife in his arms, the young man stared at it and thought about it a lot.

In a drowsy state, the young man fell asleep.

In his sleep, he had a bizarre dream, in which he stood on the plane with the Yama Absolute Knife on his back, and slashed the roaring plane with one sword, and he himself fell with the plane.

The world was spinning, and some people were calling their names, and the young man woke up suddenly.

At this moment, an exclamation sounded in the fence yard, "Brother Ming, it's not good!