Zhang Qingfeng crossed the green peaks of the mountains, crossed the riverside stream, walked the unprecedented road, and left new footprints.

After layers of trekking, through the thick and thin. In the distance, the scenery is still far away. Up close, onlookers are all the same.

Going back and forth dozens of times, Zhang Qingfeng didn't know whether to move forward or keep repeating the scenery.

Knowing that he didn't get lost, he muttered to himself to show his loneliness. Said categorically: The road is coming back, and the road is heavy. Why is Ran? Fragments of good clothes, there is no new interest in the distance.

I swept my beautiful clothes closely. whispered and said: It's still good to look at your own things, but it's too close, and I don't care about it. Poor near and far!

Zhang Qingfeng sighed and set out on the journey.

Crossing the cascading scenes, the maze scene crossed by, and the reckless and reckless rushed out.

The troubles on the road are too annoying, and I feel that the scenery is unfair.

Zhang Qingfeng walked with his eyes closed, relying on his physical strength to have no obstacles in this land. Look for a direction and go on a step.

After a few moments, Zhang Qingfeng lowered his head as if deflated. He shouted angrily, he couldn't get out, he was so bored.

After venting, I naturally reacted and went to come back.

Zhang Qingfeng completely collapsed, gritted his teeth, erased his thoughts, and walked away empty.

- Time flashes to dusk.

Zhang Qingfeng found a table near the water, clicked his hands, and knocked on the table to wait for the food.

Zhang Qingfeng likes the taste of water, and also likes the location closest to the water. In this place, there is a familiar moist feeling. Smelling the breath of water, Zhang Qingfeng squinted intoxicated and fell asleep.

The guest glanced at the manager of the main meal, and the manager shook his head helplessly, and said to the guest: The atmosphere of the visitor is noble, and it is not necessary for monks to have it, we must not disturb, and we think that we are unlucky, otherwise it will not be good.

The next day, the rooster crows and the morning and dusk are clear.

Zhang Qingfeng checked out and left, leaving the meal without a glance. For Zhang Qingfeng, enjoyment and identity are his greatest pride.

The main meal manager waited for the wait, and when he looked around, he found that the guest officials and nobles from last night were gone. The familiar confiscated the silver taels on the table, and habitually poured out the uneaten meals directly.

sighed that the high-ranking officials and aristocrats still had no money in their eyes in the past, and they threw money at random to look at their consumption.

Thinking about it carefully, every month and every cycle or short counting day has money from heaven.

Monk, there is a heavenly court to live in vain, and it is indeed not the life of an existence like me, a monk is the life of a human being.

He continued to sigh with emotion: Not everyone is everyone, if it weren't for seeing such a young monk today, he might have forgotten his own way out, the ordinary things he had walked through, and he made a bold ambition to think about it.

glanced at the road where Zhang Qingfeng came, and seemed to envy that he had such a beautiful situation and peace when he was young.

Words: It would be good if you ate something, and sleeping on an empty stomach would be difficult to sustain even a sweet dream. I'm sorry for you, this useless meal. Hehe, wasting just to make up for the meal and my fault.

When he was young, his family was also wealthy. There are some friends, barely a family of scholars. Now, with the polishing of time, friends and family have their own benefits and benefits.

The stall owner muttered to himself, maybe he didn't know that Zhou Tong was also very young and older than him.

There is nothing more sad than this view: the world is big, the people's congress, the ideological constraints are great, the great, the cultivation is big, the heart is big, and the view is not big?

——Zhang Qingfeng embarked on the way home, but he didn't know that someone was muttering about himself.

I wanted to go again, but I thought that the way back was far away, and the heart that wanted to stay was less than the expectation of seeing the scenery.

The only regret is that there are still a lot of shops that I haven't visited, just by the way.

Enter a greasy street shop and enjoy the surroundings on the ground floor.

Looking at the subtle hideous abruptness of the scattered wooden thorns, this old desktop has no emotion.

It may be that the guys in this shop are diligent and hardworking, and the tables, chairs and tableware are neat and orderly.

I thought about the stalls set up by the previous passers-by, and thought of the unswallowed meal. That place of sleep, except for sleeping peacefully, doesn't seem to have such a grand decoration.

After careful thinking and observation, there are few people in and out of this store, only familiar passers-by simply explain three or two sentences and leave. Thinking about the recession here, it's no wonder that the desktop is so neat and tidy.

Xu is Zhang Qingfeng tea kung fu does not order catering, and the director of this inn asks the guy with a look.

When the guy saw Zhang Qingfeng and his bearing was extraordinary, he thought to himself not to mess with it. I didn't explain it to the supervisor, and I wanted to put it off for a while and take a look.

Zhang Qingfeng didn't continue to look at it, sorted out his thoughts at will, and took back the stranded consideration. Shouted: Help with the food, bring the best meal.

The guy seemed to have expected it, and he didn't care, so he walked directly to the back kitchen to call for his intentions.

Zhang Qingfeng held his head and cheeks in boredom and stretched his elbow bone.

Thinking quietly, this place is so deserted, I would not have come if I had known.

As a monk, Zhang Qingfeng has long understood how terrible his identity is. Everyone is afraid of it, and they enjoy it to the fullest.

Then I thought that a few elders in my own family were poor and ate nature's fast, and their stomachs were clear. I am speechless when I think about it, and because my status is slightly lower and my young voice is weak, it is not easy to persuade and understand.

After thinking about it slightly, he decided to bring more gifts on the return trip.

Before I finished thinking about it, suddenly there was some movement outside.

Zhang Qingfeng looked back sideways, and there was a thin handsome man in a black shirt at the threshold.

This thin and handsome man seemed to notice that Zhang Qingfeng was looking at him, and unconsciously looked back at Zhang Qingfeng.

Secretly smacking his tongue, what an immature teenager.

The guest table that was intent on facing Zhang Qingfeng in front of him took a closer look.

Zhang Qingfeng was stared at with hairy knots, and said uncomfortably: Are you attracted by my vision? Could it be that my eyes really have light and shine on you?

The handsome guest in the black shirt said: "With deep eyes, I seem to see something through time.

The black-shirted and handsome guest coughed twice, eased the atmosphere and continued: It is precisely because of these certain things that I have lost such a immature body and clean soul as you.

Zhang Qingfeng listened to the clouds, thinking of the good of Zhou Tong and Wu Guo'er, and the bad of Elder Nangongsun.

seemed to understand the difficulties of the person opposite, thinking that Zhou Dong and Wu Guo'er were soft and smooth with their own good, Zhang Qingfeng spoke.

You still lack good people in the family, and you are always with those bad relatives, no wonder you feel uncomfortable.

The handsome guest said: I don't have a family, they are all different from me. I am a nobleman, and they are not worthy of communion.

may feel that he is speaking too directly, but the handsome guest explained: As long as you are a commoner, whether you are good to me or bad to me, I don't pay attention to it at all, and I don't understand. They are all inferior, and their exhortations to me are subtle. What's the difference? No. The handsome man said with a crying face.

After a pause, the handsome man said: There is no life for benevolence, righteousness and morality, and the mind is destined to persecute us, but they are not capable of doing it now, so they seem stupid.

You should understand. (The handsome-faced man suddenly said directly).

Then he was about to speak again, Zhang Qingfeng saw that he was chattering endlessly, and directly interjected: I understand.

After finishing speaking, Zhang Qingfeng felt that he was too perfunctory to say so much on the other side.

After thinking for a while, he said: I don't understand, to be precise, I don't understand any of them.

Zhang Qingfeng said, and the handsome man listened quietly, seemingly not expressing his inner turmoil.

Looking at the expressionless person in front of him, Zhang Qingfeng felt that he couldn't get rid of him, and he felt helpless, and at the same time, his disgusted attitude made Zhang Qingfeng step into the threshold of the stack and go out to get rid of this tangled words.

He put down the money and left. With a chic bearing, he was supported by the identity of a monk in his heart, and he left with confidence.

The handsome man stood there straight, looking at where Zhang Qingfeng went, feeling that he wanted to stay, and shook his head again. Self-deprecating said: Alone, why bother to hit the wall again, hehe.

Whispering twice, who laughs? There is no laughter, but no laughter.

Zhang Qingfeng drew his sword and went home, on the way back, every time he thought of the unpleasantness just now, he had to draw his sword with fierce momentum to dispel it.

Pulling and pulling, gradually walking, suddenly patted the door of the head. Oops, Zhang Qingfeng complained.

I forgot to buy a gift and went home, and I thought about how far away I was when I came home. Thinking about it, let's go back, with the support of the long road when I came, Zhang Qingfeng didn't complain in his heart, and he still planned to go back to buy gifts and then go home.

The road is far away, and the people's hearts are unpredictable. The sky is roaring, but the birds are still singing. Looking at the clear wind and clouds, the harmonious and beautiful weather, the empty blue space is intoxicating.