Zhou Shaoyou is a wooden-looking man, in his thirties, his navy blue shirt is washed white, and the straw sandals under his feet are very new, which his nephew knitted for him yesterday.

Zhou Shaoyou makes a living by pinching candy, this craft has been passed down for three generations, and now it has created many strange models, which are better than blue, which is the foundation of Zhou Shaoyou's travels.

The uncle and nephew have been in Taki County for five days.

A sugar man has two dollars of silver, and he goes to Luyang Street in the morning and goes to Liulu Lane in the afternoon, counting the sugar man in the shape of a tiger demon who has just been sold, he has earned three taels of silver today, which can be called a prosperous business among ordinary hawkers.

There are also candy pinchers in Takixian County, but with the arrival of Zhou Shaoyou, the brilliance was obscured.

Yesterday afternoon, Gao Liang, a candy pinching man from Luxian County, came to Liulu Lane, and stared at Zhou Shao with an unkind face:

"Brother, you've crossed the line. ”

At that time, Zhou Shaoyou replied expressionlessly:

"I came to Takixian to seek medical treatment for my nephew, I don't know if I have crossed the line, we will leave in half a month. ”

Gao Liang glanced at the little boy behind Zhou Shaoyou and didn't say anything more, turned around and left quietly.

There has always been a tradition in several nearby counties, and there are only a limit to the number of unique industries such as candy kneading, juggling, wandering fanglangzhong, and xiangshi in each county.

Just like this Takixian County, there are at most two candy pinchers, originally the candy pinchers in Takixian County were a pair of brothers, the elder brother is called Gao Shu, and the younger brother is called Gao Liang, and he is also a bit famous in Takixian County, and now the arrival of Zhou Shaoyou has broken the restrictions on the number of people and broken the rules, and the most important thing is to rob the business of the two brothers and suppress the limelight of the two brothers.

Ordinary people only look at the price and craftsmanship regardless of anything else, the rules on the road still need to be guarded by the people themselves, if Zhou Shaoyou ignores it, then don't blame Gao Ming for making a stumbling block, as long as there is a sense of proportion and not going out of line, the county government will also turn a blind eye.

Before Gao Liang came, of course, he inquired about Zhou Shaoyou's uncle and nephew clearly, indeed as Zhou Shaoyou said, he came to treat his nephew, Zhou Shaoyou's nephew is about seven or eight years old, named Zhou Zhixuan, two or three years ago, he seemed to be frightened, and he didn't speak again, the child's parents left early, and there was only one uncle and one relative around him, Zhou Shaoyou took his nephew to many places and still failed to let his nephew speak.

got the reply, Gao Liang didn't speak, he acquiesced, after all, he had to be a little humane, otherwise it would make the neighbors look down on him.

Zhou Shaoyou's place of residence is in an alley next to the Chengnan Post Station, the alley is called Suifeng Lane, which is specially for people who come to do business to live, the alley environment is average, and the rent is cheap, which is considered the welfare given by the government to various tourists.

It was getting dark, and when it was time to close the stall, he took off the last candy man who looked like a general and handed it to his nephew, and Mu Ne's big face showed a little warmth.

"What's for dinner?"

Zhou Shaoyou asked softly.

Zhou Zhixuan carefully took the sugar man, the fat sleeves covered his little hands, and even the bamboo sticks of the sugar man were mostly sunk in, and the dark and immature child did not speak or speak.

Zhou Shaoyou has long been accustomed to this situation, and he is looking forward to the day when his nephew suddenly says what he wants to eat and play, even if he can't give it to himself.

"At noon, I heard that a new noodle restaurant has opened near Suifeng Lane, let's go to Changxian. ”

Zhou Shaoyou packed up his belongings and walked in front, and Zhou Zhixuan followed closely with the sugar man in both hands.

The uncle and nephew returned to Suifeng Lane with the moonlight, and Zhou Zhixuan had gone to bed after washing up in the room, and Zhou Shaoyou was busy preparing for tomorrow's things.

One foot wide and two feet long heavy jujube-colored wooden box, this is Zhou Shaoyou's family heirloom sugar man making tool, carefully stuffed the wooden box to the bottom of the bed, got up and glanced at Zhou Zhixuan, and the sound of gentle breathing indicated that he had fallen asleep.

When Zhou Shaoyou turned around and was about to have a cup of tea, he suddenly found that there was an extra person at the table.

In October, the weather was slightly cold and the wind was slightly cold, the doors and windows were closed, and if someone came in, it would make a noise, but this person appeared like a ghost.

Zhou Shaoyou was taken aback, took a step back and asked cautiously:

"Who are you?"

By candlelight, Zhou Shaoyou saw the appearance of the person who came, it was a middle-aged Confucian with a smile on his face, his beige Confucian shirt drooped quietly, his black hair bun was meticulous, and his three long beards were easily reminiscent of Mr. Master.

The middle-aged Confucian didn't speak, but just looked at Zhou Shaoyou with interest, his eyes seemed to be observing an interesting object, which made Zhou Shaoyou very uncomfortable.

Zhou Shaoyou didn't know who was coming, and sweat gradually oozed from his forehead.

"Breaking into a house at night is a violation of the law, if you don't say it, don't blame me for reporting to the official. ”

The government is the greatest guarantee for the safety and interests of the people, and when it comes to the government, Zhou Shaoyou's waist is faintly straightened by three points, and it seems that these two words can bring security and courage.

The Confucian snorted lightly, the praise in his eyes was undisguised, and he said:

"No wonder the killer who can calculate the Death Sacrifice Palace, just this disguise technique is even an ordinary third-order monk can hide it, good, very good. ”

Zhou Shaoyou was stunned when he heard this, and said timidly:

"What are you talking about, what kind of killer disguise, you can't be the wrong person. ”

Confucian flicked his fingers at the candle flame, and a little flame in the candle flame flew straight towards Zhou Shaoyou, looking at the flying flame Zhou Shaoyou only felt that the whole body was hot, and the blood in his body seemed to be burning, who would have thought that that small flame contained such terrifying power.

He wanted to dodge, but he was afraid of harming Zhou Zhixuan, who was sleeping behind him, and when the flames were about to die, Zhou Shaoyou gritted his teeth and slipped out of his cuffs with a golden talisman.

Confucius saw the golden talisman and sighed lightly, and the hand that he wanted to raise was put down again, of course he would not kill the other party, but he just wanted to force out the prototype, but he didn't expect the other party to have such a means as the Yuan Gang talisman, and the admiration in his eyes became more and more intense.

A golden light on the Tiangang Fu pushed outward, forming a golden light curtain in front of Zhou Shaoyou, and the flames hit the light curtain like raindrops into the water, and with the circle of golden ripples, the flames flashed and extinguished.

Zhou Shaoyou's face was heavy, he didn't think that this flame only had this power.

Sure enough, after two breaths, the golden light curtain disappeared, and the talisman in his hand turned into ashes.

At this time, the middle-aged Confucian stared at Zhou Shaoyou's eyes and said lightly:

"The clear stream flows through the top of the blue mountain, and the empty water is clear and fresh. Thirty miles of red dust are separated, and the white clouds and red leaves are two long. Jing Fei, a daughter of poetry. ”

Zhou Shaoyou's unchanged expression had long since disappeared, and at this time, his sword eyebrows were facing each other, his face was like heavy water, and the light in his eyes flickered but soon calmed down.

With a casual blow, it was a third-order power, and this time it was a real desperate situation, Zhou Shaoyou didn't speak, just quietly waited for Confucianism to follow.

Seeing Zhou Shaoyou's reaction, the middle-aged Confucian continued:

"God knows especially well, and there is nothing left out of thousands of calculations. Fortune tellers, especially know fate. Spring dreams have repeatedly searched for ten acres of lakes, and thousands of oranges have been reported in family letters. Xuetang also has a song of thought, for Xie Ping's life and horses. Zhou Shaoyou. What did you say about this week?"

Jing Fei listened to the seemingly calm on the surface, but in fact, his heart was already turbulent, he didn't expect that he was so completely exposed, the first two identities were fine, Zhou Shaoyou's identity was punctured in just a few days, Jing Fei secretly smiled bitterly, it seems that the understanding of the Sacrifice Hall is still too superficial, more precisely, the monk's methods are still too little.

Gathering his mind, Jing Fei said:

"I was born to be useful, and I was born with six fingers to be mysterious. ”

The middle-aged Confucian was slightly stunned, his eyes were biased towards the sleeping Zhou Finger Xuanfu on the bed, and he retracted it, obviously no longer interested, there are countless talented people in the world, but six fingers are very ordinary.

Zhou Shaoyou is pretended to be played by Jing Fei, of course he will not walk with the identity of You Zhiming anymore, but now he is still being found by others.

From the words of the middle-aged Confucian Sheng, if he still can't judge that the other party is a sacrificial hall, then he Jing Fei will not live today, and Jing Fei faintly feels that Confucianism's status in the sacrificial hall is not low.

Seeing that the other party had no intention of making another move, Jing Fei secretly breathed a sigh of relief, his brain was working rapidly, and soon Jing Fei had several coping plans in his heart.

Jing Fei's temperament on the straight waist pole was the first to change, and the appearance of honest and wooden disappeared, replaced by steady confidence and an indescribable charm.

The bones of the whole body rattled, and then his hands gently rubbed his face, and after a while, he returned to his original appearance.

Confucian glanced at Jing Fei and slightly bowed, but his appearance and temperament were not bad.

Jing Fei walked over slowly and asked at the edge of the table.

"Presumably, Your Excellency's status in the Hall of Sacrifice is not low. ”

"Man's Desire"

Confucius shook the teacup and said, the tea in the white porcelain teacup under the flickering candlelight rippled.

Jing Fei, who wanted to sit down, was stunned when he heard this, what identity did the people of Hanyuan City want to make?

The leader of the Human Department of the Sacrifice Palace, the leader of all the third-order and below killers in the Sacrifice Hall of Hanyuan City, is at least fourth-order according to the Divine Protector Mansion.

Jing Fei would never have thought that this time it would be a human desire to come, but how could a second-order killer who died be so valued, thinking of the third-order beast of the Blood Maple Forest and Ge Tianhong's fortune a few days ago, Jing Fei faintly guessed that there should be an important plan for the Sacrifice Palace.

After sitting down, Jing Fei steadied his mind, and said calmly:

"How can Jing be virtuous, he can attract people to come!"

Confucius smiled slightly:

"Being able to use the first-order cultivation to force the second-order killer of the Sacrifice Hall into a dead end, since the establishment of the Sacrifice Palace, it can be said that there are only a handful, and they can afford it. ”

Of course, Jing Fei will not fully believe the other party's words, the other party directly reveals his identity, that is, he does not leave a way back for himself, and he can hear another meaning from what he said just now, that is, the other party's attitude towards himself is a little subtle, and there is a glimmer of vitality in it.

Jing Fei stared at the human desire envoy for a moment, he didn't think that he could settle this matter with his three-inch tongue, and it was better to talk to this kind of opponent who could crush him in all aspects.

Thinking of this, Jing Fei said expressionlessly:

"I'd rather not have this honor, I don't know what people want to do with Jing this time. ”

Confucian Taoism:

"Every member of the Sacrifice Hall is the best of the best, and they are the most valuable property for the Sacrifice Hall, you know. ”

Jing Fei didn't answer, just quietly watched the people's desires.

Confucius went on to say:

"At the beginning, Chengping County's plan was broken by you, I thought it was just an accident, but the last member of the mission also died under your calculations, just six days ago, you broke through the layout of the Sacrifice Hall again, and I saw you today and really didn't disappoint me. ”

Jing Fei said helplessly:

"If I say that the plan to break your palace was an accident, do you believe it?"

Confucius suddenly burst out laughing.

"I believe, of course I believe, but your own ability is unquestionable, this world is extraordinary, everything is possible, there are always some people or things as if they have their own destiny, isn't my generation's cultivation just to break through obstacles and reach the top to master the trajectory of their own destiny. ”

Speaking of this, Confucian leaned forward slightly, and said with a serious face:

"Ordinary people are surrounded by dust, mud and rubble, extraordinary people are ten miles of peach blossoms, thousands of miles of cold rivers, thousands of miles of corpses and mountains and sea of blood, how can there be any cultivation without many tribulations. What does Little Brother Jing think?"

Jing Fei pondered for a while and nodded silently, he knew that the next moment was the most critical moment.

The tea in the cup still maintained its original temperature, and Confucius blew the white mist of the steaming lamp, took a sip and squinted his eyes and smiled:

"According to the rules of the temple, the person who kills the temple will be on the bloody killing order, and everyone who is a member of the temple can be punished until death. ”

Jing Fei had never heard of the bloody killing order, but he could also hear the seriousness of the matter, and after hesitating for a long time, he slowly spoke:

"If I want to buy my own life?"

After hearing this, Confucian became interested, a first-order monk was constantly surprised, but his rootless net worth was comparable to that of a third-order monk, and he wanted to know what other surprises Jing Fei could come up with.

At the signal of Confucian Sheng's eyes, Jing Fei opened his mouth to read the "Samadhi Forging Yuan Sutra", and at the same time stared closely at Confucian Sheng's eyes.

A hint of surprise flashed in the eyes of Confucian scholars when he first heard this, and then he calmed down again.

Jing Fei began to feel apprehensive in his heart, and after nearly a year of inquiry, Jing Fei also had a certain understanding of various cultivation classics, and he felt more and more that the "Samadhi Forging Yuan Sutra" was not simple, and this sutra would definitely impress the other party as soon as it came out, but the other party's reaction was different from what he expected.

No one noticed that at the same time that Jing Fei was reciting the "Samadhi Forging Yuan Sutra", the void in the cramped room was moving and twisting like a wave, and the scriptures that Jing Fei originally recited became a different content after exiting, even the Confucian students across the table did not notice it in the slightest, let alone Jing Fei, who had just entered the cultivation.

Jing Fei saw that Confucius took a sip of tea and knew that there was no need to continue reading.

Sure enough, Confucius said:

"This exercise is indeed mysterious, and it is not included in the Sacrifice Palace, even if it is of some benefit to me, if it is only this one exercise, it is still not enough. ”

At this time, Jing Fei's heart was full of doubts, according to Zhang Jingchang's speculation, the "Samadhi Forging Yuan Sutra" was unattainable even for fifth-order or even sixth-order monks, why did the other party not pay attention to it, just when Jing Fei was about to recite the three-style gun technique, Confucian Sheng took the lead and said:

"I don't lack exercises or resources in the temple, but there is a shortage of talents, the person who was calculated by you before is that he is not good at his ability and can't complain about others, but one less person will have one more gap, and now there are two choices in front of you. ”

Jing Fei sat up straight and asked solemnly:

"Which two?"

Confucius smiled and said slowly:

"Join us, or... Die. ”