The man held his head, leaned against the wall, and sat in the hallway with his thighs banging on his legs, which dangled boringly with his thighs.

"Well, I said, do you have any dreams, by the way, dreams of becoming a human being or something like that. ”

The man said to the other man in the courtyard with some boredom, he was probably really bored.

The courtyard said that it was just a weed-covered barren meadow surrounded by a fence, and another man squatted on the ground, looked at the greener grass, and pulled it off one by one.

"Anyway, you haven't told me your name yet, Gongsun, I remember it's a noble clan here, right? Why? Don't you want to tell me your name? Could it be that you are also as shy as those little girls?" The man sat down a little bored, then lay on the ground, put one hand on his head, and smiled at the man he called Gongsun.

Gongsun filled a large handful of grass tips, then trotted a few steps, threw them into a stone pot in the middle of the courtyard, and walked towards the house with a thick thatched roof.

"A cheap life, cultivation is not good, the branch is born, there is only the name of Gongsun, I was already disliked by my family, if it wasn't for the father who has left who wants me to recognize my ancestors and return to my ancestors, I won't come here, and use the name of the clan of Gongsun, if you don't dislike it, you can call me 'Weibo', I am the only one in the family, and I am the boss. ”

Webber scooped a pot of water from the thatched hut, and while talking to the man, he ran to the stone pot, put the water in it, and then rubbed his hands, and a small flame was lit on it, Webber lit a handful of dry wood with it, and then boiled the water in the pot, "Lian Qi, I haven't built a foundation yet, I'm more than forty years old, I can't even afford rice and noodles, so laugh if you want to." ”

"How can it?" the man smiled and waved his hand, "You don't mind if I suddenly settle down, and I will still dislike you as a master? ”

In fact, this is not the first time that the man has heard Webber say this, as soon as he starts cooking, well, picking some grass roots and adding water is rice, then he should be cooking, he will repeat this sentence, and the man will take the trouble to repeat his answer.

"Listening to you, I actually feel that you are very... Literary talent. ”

"I studied with my father in the early years. ”

The man smirked, "Then why don't I give you a name?"

Webber pointed to the outside of the fence, there are all kinds of houses outside, the most peculiar thing is that all the houses here have a pavilion, the more and more pavilions are higher and higher, and among the most pavilions, a pavilion like a mountain peak towers into the clouds, it is a library building, but it used to be a library building, and now it is not sure what it is used for.

"My father was kicked out by the Zong family, saying that I was only allowed to have a name unless the Zong family gave me a name, otherwise I would not be allowed to have a name, and I would not be allowed to take it myself. ”

"You're obedient. ”

"Not obedient. Webber shook his head, lifted the lid of the pot, sniffed the "soup" he cooked, and then pinched his nose, it didn't look very good," I just don't know what I should do, I used to want to cultivate to be the first in the world, and then take my father back with a beautiful scenery, so that the sect family that looks down on us can see, but when I was about to be twenty or still practice qi, I knew that I could only do this in my life, and then my father was killed because I was beaten to death by the rest of the monks, I asked them for revenge, but I was also beaten half to death, and then, I knew how naïve I was, and when I buried my father and found the sect, I found that I couldn't even beat the gatekeeper, and I knew how stupid I was。 ”

"Actually, being number one in the world is useless, really. The man wiped his mouth, this was the first time he had heard Webber confide in himself about the past.

Webber took out the broken bowl he usually eats, thought about it, knocked on a stone in the yard, knocked the bowl in half, and then scooped two bowls of "soup", handed a bowl to the man, the man accepted it with a smile, and then put it to his mouth and tasted it little by little.

Wei Bo saw that the man was still drinking with some relish, rolled his eyes, and looked at his broken bowl that could only hold a little bit of soup, and he also learned from the man to taste it like this, and then spit it out directly, it was unpleasant!

Then don't drink it, it's not too hungry anyway, Webber tightened his screaming stomach a little more with his trouser belt, and muttered to the man, "This bowl has been with me for more than ten years, share half of it, and you have to pay it back." ”

"Okay. The man replied briskly, Wei Bo laughed, stroked his beard, pointed at the man, and couldn't say anything for a while, so he could only pat his leg again, laughing and scolding, "Get a melon." ”

"Later, I lived here, the Zong family was still benevolent and righteous, did not drive me away, and routinely gave me some things every month, although some people in the sect asked me to only have some food, but it was enough for me, I just want to live in the Zong family now, and then wait for death, count the days, today should be the day to receive food. Webber said this, smiling, as if it were nothing to him.

"That's still good, I meant to give you something to eat. The man looked at these pavilions, maybe it was not unreasonable for these pavilions to still exist, the man shook half of the bowl in his hand, he wanted me to eat first, and then he didn't have to give me those things? I seemed to be thinking too much.

Webber lay on the grass and looked at the sky, and many dark clouds appeared in the sky that was still dusk just now, "Alas, these people really love to rain, and it will rain several times in a few days. ”

After Weber finished speaking, he quickly ran under the eaves with a stone pot full of boiling water, and soon the rain dripped down, bending the weeds on the meadow, pouring out a string of black smoke from the flame that had just been lit, and then knocking the black smoke down.

"Poverty will be enough. The man moved backwards to prevent the rain from wetting his clothes.

Webber threw the pot in the hallway, and rubbed a wisp of fire in his hand to illuminate it, "People are very particular about this. ”

"Almost. The man laughed.

"Far from it. Webber laughed too.

“......”

“......”

The two were silent, and the flame in Webber's hand swayed from side to side with the wind that blew in from time to time, looking pitiful.

There were gradually footsteps in the rain, making the rain not so lonely, two young men in long robes with umbrellas and hems tied around their waists, came to the door of this thatched hut, and each of them held a large bamboo basket in their hands, it seemed that this was not only for Wei Bo, these were distributed, Wei Bo was just one of them.

The two young men hung one of the bamboo baskets on the door frame, and they didn't care if it would get wet from the rain, so they turned and left to the rhythm of the raindrops.

Webber pressed his buttocks against the man, "Go, I've been here for so many days, it's time to do something for me, go get it." ”

"Oh. The man got up and was about to go, but was dragged by Wei Bo, who scolded with a smile, "It's really a melon, this is all taken in the past?" Originally, I just thought that you were a worldly master who didn't show anything to assess me, but now it seems that it can only be the two of us who are poor and have no wives in the future, and we will live a lifetime in the future, depending on your age, I can be your father." ”

"Hey. When the man heard Weber's words, he couldn't help but smile.

Wei Bo sneezed, and the fire in his hand was extinguished, Wei Bo looked at the darkness around him, and didn't bother to care about the man's laughter, so he lay down, he was probably really old, saying this kind of thing to a young man, people have infinite possibilities, which is like an old mallet of his own, smelly and hard, holding the last hope of the Zong family Tian shamelessly waiting here.

Webber directly put his hand into the pot, scooped a little soup and drank it into his mouth, but did not spit it out, he was really hungry.

"Is it so hard to drink?" the man sat up, swaying himself.

Webber grabbed a piece of grass from the floor and threw it at the man, but before he could fly an inch, the wind blew his own face, and Webber exhaled and blew the grass away, and said angrily, "Then you just looked quite happy." ”

"That's it. ”

"I can't talk to you. ”

"That's another one. ”

"What? Who's a girl? Then I have experience. ”

The man shook his head and looked ahead, with a hint of domineering in his eyes, "The general trend of the world." ”

"What a bullshit trend!" Wei Bo scolded, "I know what can I do?, can he make Lao Tzu eat or can he make Lao Tzu famous?

"You are a real man. ”

"You've been starved for three or four days, and when the food arrives, you can't get it. Webber scolded angrily, holding his stomach with his hands, looking at the rain in the sky, the sun should go down now, those old guys like rain so much?!

"For example, Wei Jun, if you want to seize the world, but you only have a land of thousands of miles and a key city between the two states, what should you do?" The man did not smile, Wei Bo glanced at the man, and was silent for a while, he should be thinking.

"Abandon the well fields, focus on agriculture and mulberry, and then award military merits, change the old system, and formulate a set of laws that can be followed by the whole world. ”

"But the monks don't need military rations, and they have been rewarding military merits, so what is the old system and what is the law?"

Webber wanted to knock the man on the head, but after thinking about it, he was too hungry to move, but he still wanted to say that he felt that this was the most important thing he should do," How many monks can have, it seems to be a top two, but then I would find three mortals, and some things are not deep cultivation, for example, if you build a house, a group of mortals may not be able to fly, and it is slow, but they can eventually build a good house like monks, and if you have mortals, then compared with others, at the same time, you will have one or two more houses than the rest of the people, and mortals will be self-sufficient in farming, they will get satisfaction, they will depend on it, promote more development, and there are so many crops that they can also be traded to promote development, since they occupy the important land of the two states, then these are local products, this is money。 ”

"As for awarding military merits and the old system of laws, it depends on the situation, relying on verbal words to have a fart, I say a few words, can I really become a big man who decides the policy in your mouth?

In the middle of Wei Bo's speech, he suddenly pointed to the sky and scolded, and then hung his arms weakly, he was really hungry and couldn't move.

"And what if you really can?"

"Then what do you want Lao Tzu to do, what will Lao Tzu do!?" Wei Bo was really hungry and dizzy, listening to the sound of the bamboo basket on the threshold being constantly beaten by the rain, he was very uncomfortable.

When the man heard this, the corners of his mouth rose, and he pointed to the sky and smiled,

"I can stop. The man stood up and waved his hand at the sky, and in an instant, the dark clouds disappeared, and a full moon shone down on the eastern sky, and the highest pavilion still existed in the sea of clouds, and above the clouds, there seemed to be a pair of eyes looking towards it.

The man poked above the clouds, and then he heard a wail, and then there was no wail, only to see an old man in a green shirt standing respectfully in front of the man, saluting the man, and his eyes were dripping blood.

Wei Bo recognized who this old man was, the owner of Qingyang City here, Gongsun Dade.

Gongsun Dade bent over, put his hands together, lowered his head and let his eyes bleed and didn't dare to look at the man, just saluted the man tremblingly,

"The younger grandson Dade has seen Emperor Qi. ”

Di Nuanshu looked back at Wei Bo lying on the floor, and smiled kindly,

"Then, Aiqing, let's go, go to Daqi. ”