If the body is covered with sins and sincerely repents, even if the hardships are exhausted, and the heart is the same as the beginning, then the person is now a good person or a bad person, or a good person among the wicked, or an evil person among the good people.

Before rushing to the roaring river, a white-clothed young man crossed his sword to his knees, his fingers kept beating on the hilt of the sword, staring at the vast river, frowning slightly.

It's not about the slightest improvement in himself, but it's still a mist in the air, but about the swarthy boy who has cut off his arms and now doesn't know where he is.

The young man stared at the rolling waves in the river in a daze, and said to himself: "The crime of stealing is divided into small and small ones, and the small ones can sincerely admit their mistakes and repay the principal, and the big ones are..."

A wry smile appeared on his face, "Sometimes even a few thousand taels of silver can't compare to the ten copper coins when you are hungry and cold, one can make people live, and the other can only be an expectation." ”

The young man then raised his brows again, "Fortunately, that person's eyes are excellent, except for me, all the others are evil people, but if it is wrong, it is wrong, but this kind of mistake is not evil, and the price paid is enough, very enough." ”

He suddenly remembered the way the young man trembled when he cut off his arms, and he remembered what the old gentleman had said when he made a mistake, "Don't be afraid, you're just a child." ”

The young man fell on the stone bricks in front of the shore, stared directly at the scorching sun, had to squint his eyes, and muttered: "There are thousands of reincarnations in the world, and Anneng is all Yangguan Bridge?

Behind the young man, someone came slowly, put two jars of wine on the ground, sat down by himself, glanced at the long sword on his abdomen, and sighed: "The old man did some things that are not quite right, and I hope Jiang Xiaoyou will forgive me." ”

The young man immediately got up and tied the long sword behind his back and asked, "Why did Master Xu say that?"

As he spoke, the old man tore open the cement seal of one of the jars of wine, poured a big mouthful, pursed his lips and said: "First, because although he is the lord of a county, he has witnessed all kinds of unkindness, and he has not spoken out, nor has he stopped it, and he is really ashamed of himself. ”

He paused and continued: "But for the evil deeds of He Ye written in that letter, they are all praises for Shangde Academy and even Xiaoyou, although there are three words of my Xu Ziming, but it is intended to admit mistakes, and there is no meaning of "doves occupy magpies' nests" at all, please rest assured Xiaoyou. ”

When he said "the dove occupies the magpie's nest", the old man stood up, clasped his hands into fists and said: "In addition to the two debts, there is naturally a thanks, Xie Jiang Xiaoyou is willing to return Gaohai County to a fair, although for some people in high places, it is a trivial matter, but this is fundamentally different from whether to do it or not." ”

The young man hurriedly got up, and said with his fists: "Master Xu is polite, Jiang Huai's move is already counted as a substitute for the overstep, I believe that even if I don't make a move, Lord Xu Bo will be like this, maybe it's just a little later." ”

The old man stroked his beard and smiled: "I, Xu Ziming, think that my ability is not high, but I still have a little experience in this touting, and it is really dwarfed to meet Xiaoyou today." ”

Jiang Huai smiled: "Honestly." ”

The old man smiled even more, picked up the wine jar and said with a smile: "You and I don't have to blow each other anymore, how capable I Xu Ziming is, I know when I fart, as for blowing that is unrealistic, do you have the courage to blow this?"

The young man was surprised: "One breath?"

Xu Ziming said proudly: "Don't dare, don't dare to admit defeat, what Xiaoyou said before, I will accept it all, and I will treat it as true." ”

The young man in white picked up the wine jar and swallowed and foamed, but when he saw the old man's proud expression, he was still childlike for a while, and said proudly: "Then you can say it in advance, whoever can't drink it must take a bath." ”

The old man was stunned for a while, but because of the water that was splashed out, he had to force himself to say: "Come on, whoever is afraid, who is the old turtle bastard." ”

The two of them looked at each other, and at the same time held the jar high and poured it straight into their mouths.

It's not easy to drink a jar of water, let alone a spicy drink?

Xu Ziming played a clever trick, moved the mouth down a little, and flowed down his beard, but even so far, he still couldn't resist the churning in his belly, and hurriedly put down the wine jar and admitted: "That's it, I, Xu Ziming, am an old bastard, admit defeat, admit defeat." ”

The young man in white hurriedly put down the wine jar, and just wanted to speak, but he made a wine burp, fell directly on the stone slab, fell face to the sky, and spilled the wine on the ground, but he kept muttering in his mouth: "Do you accept it?"

Xu Ziming nodded again and again: "I didn't think that Xiaoyou is not only extremely capable, but also has a lot of wine like Mr. Wudou, and the amount is like Jianghai, I took it, I took it." ”

The young man staggered and sat up, burped a few more wines, his face flushed, and he pointed at Jiang Shui and said with a faint smile: "Then Xu Zhubo should do something." ”

The old man's face turned red instantly, and he hurriedly explained: "Look, I'm so old, in case I catch a cold, drink a few more sips of river water, and get sick, you kid is not guilty." ”

The boy shook his head.

Xu Ziming hurriedly said: "I'm not relying on the old man to sell the old, I'm really an old man..."

He paused slightly, and sighed: "Hey, forget it, then I, Xu Ziming, will give up my life to accompany the gentleman today and go to this Chongxiao River for a swim." ”

He got up and took a step forward, plunged headlong into the river, and swam leisurely, and even played a few tricks one after another, such as the river water slapping his feet.

The young man laughed loudly: "Master Xu, will you catch fish?" ”

The old man instantly blew his beard and glared, and a fierce man pierced the shore, sat down in front of the shore with both hands and waved his hand: "It's almost okay, the old man doesn't really eat this bowl of rice." ”

The young man was drunk, and hurriedly stretched out his thumb and praised: "Master Xu really has the style of a gentleman." ”

The old man plucked his ears with his fingers and laughed at himself: "Lao Tzu is a gentleman, he can't even touch the edges." ”

The young man smiled: "I didn't say that you are a gentleman, you are a gentleman." ”

Xu Ziming didn't say more, he really couldn't get any advantage when this smart man spoke, as if he remembered something, he took out a wet pouch from his arms, bulged the bag, threw it directly to the ground, and quipped: "Jiang Huai, taking advantage of today's wine, the old man dares to think that it is feasible for you to ask for a few words, as for this, although I can't wait to look down on this yellow and white, copper-smelling thing, but at least it can be of some use." ”

The young man in white glanced at it, nodded, and shook his head again, "Of course the words can be given to you, but the words I write now have no real meaning, they are just ordinary words, as for this thing, you might as well give me a few jars of wine to drink." ”

Although the old man had some regrets, he also had one less heart disease, so he said with relief: "Then write casually, a word and a jar of wine, and the old man will give it." ”

No matter what, the young man used his two fingers as a pen to lightly sketch a few large characters on the stone slab in front of the bank, but in the blink of an eye, they were blown away by the breeze.

"Repentance is the only way to always know. ”

Xu Ziming suddenly covered his eyes and whispered: "You are really picky, you don't give a piece of paper." ”

But he immediately slapped his legs and stood up, "Then it's decided, eight words, eight jars of wine, you will go to the county government to get it later, I, go back and change my clothes first, otherwise I will really catch a cold." ”

The old man turned away, just covered his chest with his hands, and muttered again, "Only when you know your mistakes and repent will you always have to." ”

The old man, who was covered in wetness, laughed as he walked, and it was very cheerful.

In the depths of the Chongxiao River, on a small boat, there are two people sitting opposite each other.

An old boat who smokes and laughs, and a swarthy boy who is like a "human stick".

Lao Zhouzi spat out a puff of smoke and said with a smile: "I really don't plan to say thank you sincerely?"

A trace of hesitation flashed in the eyes of the young man named Lu Wushou, who really had no hands, but he immediately shook his head and laughed at himself: "Forget it, let's repay him later." ”

This swarthy young man, who has tasted all the hardships of the world in just a few days, has no trace of prodigal meaning on his body, and has not only become taciturn, but also has an inexplicable depth.

He lowered his head and raised his head instantly, and said indifferently: "But I owe him a life, no matter when, as long as he wants it, I am duty-bound, and there will be no Lu Yongnan in the world from now on, only Lu Wushou." ”

Lao Zhouzi said with a smile: "Do you really want to learn the method of refining the body of the gods and demons from me? But you can explain the difficulties in advance without a few words, as for the suffering of your water prison, it is as small as a mustard seed compared to this, you have to have a trace of relaxation or bitterness, and finally hurry back to your chicken coop, the old man has no time to serve you." ”

The young man got up and bowed to the end, "I don't have anything to be afraid of, and I won't have it in the future!"

Lao Zhouzi pursed his lips and said loudly: "Start the boat!"

After the boat, there were suddenly ten thousand fish pushing forward, pushing the boat to split the water on the river surface, straight to the highest part of the Chongxiao River.

After Xu Ziming left, the white-clothed young man who fell to the ground in a big zigzag shape, with a sense of wine, looked up at the sky and shouted loudly: "The river is long, my heart is long, if there is more, it may be a sword to go away!"

Then he closed his eyes and snored.

It's just that a moment ago, there was an unfinished sentence that kept spreading from the young man's heart.

"Do your best!"