As soon as Wang Zhi turned over the window, two steamed buns flew out of it, still warm.

He subconsciously wanted to throw it away, the phrase "human meat barbecued pork bun" just now was still lingering in his ears, and God knows if there would be human nails or hair in this steamed bun.

But when I think about it, this time is different, no matter how much I hated these criminals in the past, I am now a prisoner in Dungeon City, just like them.

If you don't eat these two steamed buns, you have backbone, but you will starve to death!

Besides, now that he is in prison and his life is difficult to protect, what is the use of holding on to that backbone? The big husband can bend and stretch, and the backbone is righteous and at ease, so why do you need to deliberately show it?

Wang Zhi took the two steamed buns into his arms, turned around and walked into the night. He picks a dark place with few people to go, in his state, going to a place with a lot of people is a way to kill himself, there is a Li Hei, there will be a second Li Hei, and if he encounters such trouble, there will be no second smiling Buddha jumping out to save him.

From Yunzhou Mansion to Dungeon City, thousands of miles of prisoners, he has long been like ashes, and he feels that he has nothing to love. However, during the day, he lay on his back in the mud and watched the sky rain, as a thunder sounded in the sky, the electric tongue broke through the air, and a passage flashed in his mind: "The heavens will descend on the people, and they must first suffer their minds, strain their muscles and bones, starve their bodies and skins, empty their bodies, and act chaotically, so they are motivated to endure and gain what they cannot." ”

Isn't the fact that the various hardships he has encountered now are precisely the tempering of God for him? He has read poetry and books, is proficient in legal codes, and can enter the Yunzhou Prefecture Criminal Department as a magistrate at the age of 20, which shows that he is indeed an extraordinary person.

At this moment, he actually re-emerged the idea of seeking business, and it was very strong.

He didn't want to die in this filthy place like this, he wanted to live first. To live, there is hope. This was taught to him by his teacher, Mr. Han Mo, who had preached the law for many years and encountered countless hardships, but he gritted his teeth and survived, just to survive and ignite the hope of learning the prairie with the old lamp and candle.

Wang Zhi walked in the dark for a long time, and stumbled into a dilapidated old thatched hut, which was blinded by black lights and accompanied by gusts of yin wind, looking strange and infiltrating.

With a creak, he pushed open the wooden door that was only half left, and Wang Zhi strode in. The thatched roof had several holes in it, and a faint light of light leaked in. There were two piles of hay in the hut, and Wang Zhi found the haystack by the door and sat down.

There were several pains on his body, which were injured by Li Hei's throwing into the corner. Fortunately, there were no internal injuries from the fracture, and he would have been fine in a few days, otherwise he would have had a headache.

The night was long, but he didn't feel sleepy at all, thinking about the past, he couldn't help sighing, and the fire in his heart that had just been born to seek business was shaking.

"What are you doing with a sigh, young man, is there anything more important here than to fill your belly?"

In the black-lit old thatched hut, a trembling voice suddenly sounded, like an old ghost, coming from behind Wang Zhi's side.

Wang Zhi couldn't imagine that there were still people in this dilapidated old thatched hut, and he was taken aback, but he was familiar with the books of sages since he was a child, and he didn't believe in ghosts and gods.

At the same time, he turned his head to follow the sound and looked over, but the black lights around him were blind, and he couldn't see anything.

"Ahem, I'm just a dying man. "There was a cough from behind the haystack.

Wang Zhi fixed his mind, and after confirming that it was a human being, he had the courage to touch it. First, he felt his legs, which were thin and fleshless, with only skin and bones, and then he felt two rows of ribs, kowtowed, and then ......

"Don't touch me, I'm an old man. The old man spoke, and reached out to grab Wang Zhi's hand, preventing Wang Zhi from continuing to touch up.

Wang Zhi squinted, looked closer, and vaguely saw that it was a skinny old man, this old man was still blind, his eye sockets were hollow, and his eyeballs seemed to have been gouged out.

Seeing this, Wang Zhi's heart was still tight, and the punishment of gouging out his eyes existed in Zhao State, but he didn't know if this old man was guilty of voyeurism or leaking secrets.

"Uncle, why are you lying here pretending to be a ghost, but it scares me. Wang Zhi complained with some displeasure.

"Fart, I've been sleeping here for a few days, and you just came, disturbing my dreams, not to mention, and sighing and provoking me to be sad, it's you. The old man retorted dissatisfiedly, as if he was overly emotional, and coughed loudly after speaking.

Wang Zhi frowned, thinking to himself that this old man was coughing so badly, would he cough away?

After all, he was a scholar, shook his head, just lay down next to the old man, and said, "It's me who is wrong, if the old man doesn't mind, I'll sleep here." ”

"This is a place, you can sleep if you want, what is there to mind. The old man was silent for a moment, not knowing what he was thinking, and finally laughed at himself.

"Thank you so much, uncle. Wang Zhi was very polite and authentic.

The old man was stunned, and was about to speak, but his nose fluttered a few times, and then he turned his head to Wang Zhi with a pair of empty eyes, and said excitedly: "Do you have food on you?"

Wang Zhi was stunned and said, "There are two steamed buns, do you want them?"

The old man reversed his dying state, nodded his goose head wildly, and said ecstatically: "The steamed buns are good, good things." ”

Wang Zhi took out the two steamed buns from his arms and handed them over. After the old man took it, he hesitated, handed one back, and said, "You can eat it too." ”

Wang Zhi wanted to say no, but firstly, the old man was very insistent, and secondly, he was really hungry, so he did not postpone it, took the steamed bun and gnawed it.

Maybe it's because I've been hungry for several days, but the steamed buns from coarse grain noodles are also very sweet and delicious, and the maltose after chewing the chemical reaction in the mouth also feels sweet in the stomach.

A steamed bun may not fill the stomach, but it makes the two open the conversation. The old man is very good at chattering, and the reason why Wang Zhi entered the dungeon city is provoked by the east and west.

In his words, such a knowledgeable young man would not do that kind of murder and arson!

Wang Zhi had been aggrieved in his heart for many days, but now after being teased by the old blind man, he suddenly poured out all the grievances. He lamented the decline of national law, villains in power, dark officialdom, and hated the desolation of the world.

He confided in his heart to govern the country with the law through the world, he regretted the weakness of enforcing the law without great power, and he lamented that he had more than enough heart but not enough strength.

The old blind man listened very quietly, and after listening to it, the whole person fell into a long silence. It seems that Wang Zhi's experience and words touched the past buried deep in his heart.

Wang Zhi didn't know what the old blind man was thinking, and when he saw that he was silent, he thought that he was not interested in his own affairs, and had fallen asleep.

So, he said to himself: "Could it be that there is really no room for law in this world?"

Unexpectedly, the old blind man broke the silence and said in a very firm tone: "No, the world is full of Fa. From a small sect to a country, to a natural Heavenly Dao, everything has laws. Take this dungeon city as an example, it also has its own rules. ”

Wang Zhi smiled bitterly: "The bureaucrats of Zhao State don't like my law and want to kill me completely!"

The old blind man smiled slightly and said, "Because you don't have enough strength to carry out the Fa, and the power controlled by others can easily crush your Fa, you fail." ”

"Power...... Alas, we are ordinary people, there is no other way than to enter the official examination, and even if we enter the official career, the power in our hands is like a sesame mung bean, and it is still difficult to protect ourselves, let alone show our ambitions. Wang Zhi shook his head and smiled bitterly at himself.

When the old blind man heard this, he suddenly turned his head, glared at Wang Zhi again with empty eyes, and said with a smile: "Young man, this world is very big, don't be discouraged by the failure in front of you, the world you see is only the world, and beyond the world, there is a wider sky." ”

Wang Zhi frowned: "Outside the world, isn't it the rivers and lakes, no matter how big the rivers and lakes are, they are also in the world, is it possible that they can still be transcendent and saintly, and become immortals? ”

The old blind man smiled slightly, didn't explain much, but after being silent for a while, he said suddenly: "Your breathing is turbid, your breath is unstable, it seems that there is a wound on your body, the rainy season is coming, if the injury is not healed in time, it is easy to fall into the root of the disease. ”

Wang Zhi originally wanted to refuse, but he thought that there were many people in the world who didn't like to owe favors to others, and his teacher Han Fuzi was such a person, so he promised the old blind man to follow the old blind man to learn that set of mantras for nourishing qi and cultivating yuan.

It was late at night, but the old and the young in the dilapidated old thatched hut did not feel sleepy. The old blind man's mantra is very long and obscure, but fortunately, Wang Zhi has read poetry and books since he was a child, and he is particularly good at chewing words and words.

Originally, the old blind man said that he could only memorize it at dawn, but he didn't expect that it only took him an hour to memorize it completely. This made the old blind man have to sigh that the reader has a good memory.

Next, the old blind man explained to him the essence of each mantra, as well as the eight veins of the strange meridians corresponding to the human body. Wang Zhi's comprehension is very high, originally the old blind man was worried that he would start at the age of twenty and it would be difficult, but he never thought that he had amazing qualifications and spiritual roots, and he quickly mastered the know-how.

After all, the old blind man was a mortal, and he was in a state of hunger, his physical strength and spirit were very poor, and he was already out of breath after explaining to Wang Zhi, and he couldn't breathe when he spoke, and it seemed that he would be out of breath at any time.

When Wang Zhi was meditating seriously, he fell asleep in a daze. He was asleep, and there seemed to be a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, as if the knot in his heart had been opened for many years, and it seemed that his body, which had long been full of life, had regained a touch of vitality.

Wang Zhi didn't know that the mantra he cultivated came from the supreme Dao Sutra in the cultivation realm, and the mantra in the mouth of the old blind man to nourish qi and cultivate the Yuan Gu was actually the general outline of the Dao Sutra.

He didn't know that from this night, he had stepped into the path of cultivating immortals that countless people had dreamed of.

As for the old blind man, his identity is even more amazing.

Maybe no one would have imagined that the famous "judge" of the Xiuzhen Alliance, the old man Xingtian, was hiding in the most famous prison in Zhao State-Dungeon City, and the powerful man who called for wind and rain and shocked all directions in the Xiuzhen Alliance back then has now become a blind old man who does not eat three meals a day and is almost starving to death.