"Du Ling has cloth clothes, and the boss is careless. Xu Shen...... Persuade guests to make camel hoof soup, frost orange pressed orange. Zhumen's wine and meat stink, and there are frozen bones on the road. Prosperity and withering are close to each other, and melancholy ....... ”

The old man, who was the 'divine messenger', slowly stood up and stood on the platform, waiting for everyone to complain a little quieter, and when the audience was not so noisy, he opened his mouth and chanted half of Du Fu's long poem, his voice was not very high, but it was allowing the tens of thousands of people present to hear it clearly.

After reciting the poem, the old man glanced at the audience with a compassionate demeanor, and then sighed and said: "I just looked at the audience, there are children, women, babies in swaddling clothes, and old people who are about the same age as the old man or even older than me, alas, this famine has made the common people suffer......" He paused and said:" When our generation was young, the blue sky, white clouds, green mountains and green waters, birds flying in the sky and beasts running in the ground, there was grain growing in the paddy fields in the rivers, the people lived richly, even if there was grief in the world, there was more joy, I wonder if the old brothers and brothers in the audience still remember the days at that time?"

His words immediately resonated with many old people in the audience, and there was an uproar in the audience, some sighed, some said yes, and some scolded the way of the world, the old man let everyone vent for a while, and the voice was quiet for a while, nodded and said: "Think about it and look at it now, do you know why the world has become like this?"

The old man smiled and said: "Maybe everyone will say that it is a drought, of course, it is indeed a great drought in the world today, but think about it, has there ever been such a long-lasting and terrible drought in the more than 200 years since the founding of this dynasty?" I don't know if any of the friends in the audience are familiar with history books, if so, you might as well recall the records in the history books, is it that every few decades to two or three hundred years in the history of mankind, there will inevitably be an earth-shattering catastrophe and famine to the world, these disasters bring the power of destroying the world, less than millions of deaths and injuries, and most of them will destroy the country and change the dynasty, do you know why?"

The old man spoke very loudly, everyone in the audience could hear it clearly, Liang Xie couldn't help but nod when he heard this, although he hadn't read the history books, he had heard of some, it seemed that there was indeed a catastrophe every few years, as for why the good day would become like that, he didn't know at all, the crowd in the audience was even more commotion, and an old man shouted loudly: "It's a drought, a drought was born in the world." ”

The old man on the stage smiled slightly: "If there is a drought, you say that there is a drought, and in the past two years, locusts have been flying all over the sky, are there also locusts? If there is another plague, will there still be a plague? The old man asked you, have you ever seen a drought?"

The old man asked a sentence and everyone in the audience suddenly had some difficulty answering, and then the young man next to Liang Xie said disdainfully: "What kind of plague, the one who cares about the plague is called the plague god." Liang Xie smiled and didn't raise the bar with him.

The old man on the stage glanced at the expressions of everyone in the audience, saw that his words had an effect, and continued: "Since the opening of heaven and earth, the food and money in this world have been enough for everyone to live a good life, but it is a pity that some people have carved walls, beaded windows, nets, dingdang jade, and still don't know how to be satisfied, and some people can't even eat coarse tea and light rice. Every time luxury is rampant in this world, more and more people will die of hunger and freeze to death, and every time more people suffer, the more powerful people will get richer, and plunder will make them stronger and more unshakable......"

The old man's voice became higher and higher, and the expression on his face became more and more sad, and when the word 'shake' came out, the old man was heartbroken and almost roared from the depths of his heart, and then he paused, looking at the crowd under the audience with compassion in his eyes and being speechless for a long time.

After another moment, the old man let out a long breath, his voice turned flat, full of vicissitudes of life and said: "I once had a wife and three sons, and I was blessed, my wife was very virtuous, and my son was also very smart and clever, although our family was not rich enough, it was good to live without disasters and difficulties, and I thought that my life would pass like this, and when my son became an adult, I would hold my grandson, and after a hundred years, it would be enough for someone to burn paper and someone to go to the grave...... Alas~~~, that winter, Lao Yu remembered that it was the Laba Festival......"

The old man gradually talked about his sad past, how his wife died, how his son was persecuted, his low tone could still make everyone in the audience listen to it really, Liang Xie guessed that the old man was likely to use ' It is said that this kind of kung fu first forces the sound between the chest and abdomen to force out of the mouth, and then in the air with the help of the surrounding mountains, city walls, houses to produce echoes, because the owner of the sound of the echo time interval control within the range of shouting, so the echo and the original sound superimposed, people can not hear the echo can only hear the louder sound after the superposition, it is said that this kind of exercise practice to the high depth does not need to use any terrain, only with their own voices collide with each other to produce echo superposition, this technique will generally repeat a sound twice, three times or even more times, and then collide to make the sound expand but not disperse for superposition, so they generally don't speak too fast, Liang Xie doesn't know who came up with this exercise (bad idea), and he doesn't know how to control the intonation of the voice to make them collide and superimpose.

Because this exercise is extremely complicated and difficult to practice, and can not beat people, can not prevent the body, and the 'lion's roar' is not the same, it can be said that if it is not a deep and idle panicked person (when playing cards) generally not many people are willing to practice, so there are few people on the rivers and lakes who know this kind of exercise.

Liang Xie secretly looked at the surrounding terrain, but seeing that the surrounding mountains and cities were near, he carefully distinguished the direction from which the voice came from, and he had already determined that the other party made it the kind of kung fu of 'thousands of miles of sound transmission' and the skill was pure, and it was naturally very good, he secretly evaluated the old man's skill, and found that this person's profound skill was probably not under Master Sun Ming.

The old man on the stage recounted his misery, and then said: "After the death of his wife and children, the old man asked a monk who had attained the Tao, and the monk said that I was retributed to my son by the ancestors. But what can I do as a mortal, so after that I was disheartened, borrowed wine all day to kill my sorrows, wandered between the markets, after a few years of great drought in the world, the people were not able to make a living, and the miserable homes were one after another, and the old man was full of hunger and ten meals, and soon he could not hold on to the disease, and this disease was more than half a month, and at that time I thought that it would be good to die of such a disease.

On that day, I heard that there was a 'God Redemption Sect' who was giving soup and food, and I was so hungry that I thought to myself, 'Even if I want to die, I must be a full ghost', so I dragged my serious illness to the soup kitchen, and at that time I only thought that I could eat a full meal, so it didn't matter who was giving the porridge, but it was this little choice that changed my fate. After eating porridge, my illness miraculously slowly improved, and after I recovered from my illness, I was thinking about a question, that is, why this famine?

Even if the old decrepit ancestors have created evil, can these millions and tens of millions of disaster victims have created evil?" he said here and looked at the audience with an inquiring face, and without waiting for everyone to answer, he continued: "Actually, I think some of the friends in the audience have thought so, but everyone didn't ask it, and I found the 'divine messenger' with this question to join." God redeems the religion', here I found the answer, this world is originally unfair, Zhang San's sins may have to be repaid by Li Si, Li Si's sins may have to be repaid by Wang Wu, sometimes a person's sins may have to be repaid by a thousand people, 10,000 people or even thousands of people, and the famine is the result of the sins of those who do not know how to feed and have to be repaid by you, first the drought, and then the locust plague, this kind of strange thing indicates that the punishment of heaven has come, this is the punishment of human greed, but this is not fairness, not justice, but the prelude to the destruction of the world......”