In fact, how many people in this world can be unmoved and emotional, and the so-called mature minds and ancient wells have no waves? One day, at a certain moment, suddenly there will be a movement in the heart, a mood will be raised, and then an incident will arise and a wave will occur. This is certainly a so-called mistake and a big mistake against the original intention, but life is rich and beautiful and colorful because of it.

Nowadays, artificial intelligence is prevalent, AI is developed, and it can be said that it is extremely disdainful, contemptuous, beating human beings to the ground, crushing and killing in seconds, but it is in the way of "Tao", but it does not understand anything, does not know how to debate, after all, it does not know what is "Tao", why "Tao", "Tao" why, and there is no "feeling", let alone knowing "feeling" In the final analysis, it is just a machine, a tool, and the so-called AI rules over mankind, which is just a false proposition and a joke.

Gossip aside, let's get down to business.

said that Mr. Han was remorseful in his heart, looking at the boy with his eyes, and only hoping that he would reject him.

Who knows the opposite, the boy looked at Mr. Han with a look of eagerness, he couldn't help but be wrong, hesitated for a moment, jumped off the horse, walked to Mr. Han, clasped his fists, and said in a deep voice: "Thank you, sir, it's better to meet by chance, and it's better to be respectful than to obey your fate, so you don't take the liberty of bothering, thank you!"

This is really a mistake, and it is unacceptable.

Mr. Han secretly screamed bitterly in his heart, but he could only stubbornly say: "Childe's words are serious, people in the rivers and lakes, there is always inconvenience, and I only do my best to do my best, it is not harmful to me, it is convenient for people, it is a trivial matter, there is no need to say thank you." ”

The boy said: "Mr. is warm-hearted, helpful, and a person of great benevolence and righteousness. ”

Mr. Han smiled and said in a deep voice: "The son is too famous, how can he be worthy of the words of great benevolence and righteousness?"

The boy looked at Mr. Han and said in a deep voice: "Xiaosheng's surname is Qin, a single name is a mortal character, Jinling people's name, a few days ago, my father unfortunately died of illness, and his last words returned to Yangzhou Ancestral Mausoleum for burial. Speaking of this, he paused, turned to look at the old man who was driving, and said: "This is a domestic servant Zhongshu, although his name is a servant, he is actually a friend and brother of his father, but he is an uncle of Xiaosheng. ”

The old man sat in the car and saluted Mr. Han with a fist, but did not speak.

Mr. Han nodded and returned the salute.

The boy looked at Mr. Han and said in a deep voice: "I don't know Mr. Gao's name, can you tell him?" Although he is young, he is quite sophisticated, and first reported to his home to show his sincerity and respect, and then asked the other party politely.

Mr. Han arched his hand and said: "My surname is Han, and my name is Lifu, and I am Mr. Xiangshu here." Then he pointed to Han Fei standing next to him and said, "This is the dog Han Fei, who is studying in the academy with him." ”

Qin Fan nodded and said: "It turned out to be Ling Lang, no wonder he is so handsome at a young age, Mr. is very talented, and he is carefully cultivated and trained, he will definitely be able to get ahead one day and glorify his ancestors." This sentence is a flattery, although it is not a contrary to the will, but it is inevitably cliché.

Han Lifu smiled faintly, glanced up at the sky, and said in a deep voice: "Young Master Qin, it's getting late, please come with me and settle down early." ”

Qin Fan arched his hand and said, "Please lead the way in front of the head, and Xiaosheng will lead the horse to follow." ”

Han Lifu nodded, and didn't say much, just lead the way first, and Han Fei followed behind. Qin Fan has a horse, Uncle Zhong drives, but his father and son are on foot, and Qin Fan can only lead the horse on foot at this time.

At that moment, Qin Fan led the horse to follow, and Uncle Zhong drove after him, and they headed towards the town together.

After only walking a few steps, suddenly there was a rapid sound of horses' hooves behind him, several fast horses galloped over, and saw Uncle Zhong driving in front of him from a distance, and the speed of the first person did not decrease, and he shouted loudly: "Give way, give way!"

Uncle Zhong heard the sound of horses' hooves behind him, frowned, and hurriedly drove to the side of the road to avoid it.

The horses galloped towards them, slowing down in the slightest, and were about to crash into the hearse before they could avoid it.

Uncle Zhong's eyes flashed with anger, he couldn't suppress it anymore, his body rose in the air, slapped two palms in mid-air, and after the two winds, he only heard the neighing of horses, followed by a series of sounds, and when the first few horses boarded, the people turned on their backs, and the back horses hurriedly stopped.

Uncle Zhong's body hovered and fell in mid-air, and he sat firmly on the car, his expression returned to calm, as if nothing had happened.

Han Lifu saw Uncle Zhong make a move, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, he turned his head to look at Qin Fan, only to see that his expression was as usual, silent, seeing Han Lifu looking at himself, and said in a deep voice: "Sir, don't panic, let's go on our way." ”

Han Lifu nodded, groaning secretly in his heart, and was about to turn around and walk, but when he heard a whistle, those people rode forward and surrounded the hearse.

I saw a total of ten people who came, all of them were thirty or forty years old, with tight clothes, each holding a bright long knife in their hands, all of them were fierce and vicious, full of anger, murderous, and the first one glared at Uncle Zhong and shouted angrily: "Old guy, don't say anything about blocking the way of the uncles, you still dare to sneak attack and hurt people, get down for the uncle, and die obediently!"

Uncle Zhong sat firmly in the car, his face was calm, his eyes coldly scanned the people, and he didn't speak.

When those people saw this scene, they were even more furious, and one of them shouted violently, and immediately rushed forward and pounced on Uncle Zhong, holding a long knife, and slashed at the head.

Uncle Zhong sat still, his buttocks did not lift, and he pushed it out with a gentle palm, and the man screamed, and the long knife flew out of his hand, and his body flew out of the horse's back, falling far away, and falling to the ground with a pop.

Seeing that the old man in front of him was skilled, he was by no means easy to match, although he was even more angry in his heart, but he didn't dare to act easily, he looked at each other, and the leader shouted: "Old guy, what are you, report your name quickly, and the nameless ghost under the sword of the ten masters of Taihang will not die!"

Uncle Zhong's expression remained unchanged, and he didn't speak, just looked at those people coldly.

Han Lifu couldn't help but be shocked when he heard those people sign up for their own numbers, what they called Taihang Ten Heroes, and said in his heart: "It turns out that these are these goods, these ten people are green forest drama thieves, they call themselves ten masters, but the rivers and lakes call them Taixing Ten Evils, killing people and setting fires, robbing money and goods, and doing all kinds of evil. It's just that these people have always been active in the north, so why did they come to Jiangnan today?"

Han Lifu groaned in his heart, and turned his head to look, but saw Qin Fan's brows furrowed, and there seemed to be a flash of murderous intent in his eyes.