"There is no love without a reason in this world, and there is no hate without a reason. ”

Jiang Ming likes this sentence very much, because in this bloody rivers and lakes, it can still be applied.

The reason why there are so many vendettas in the rivers and lakes and temples is not because of a hateful word?

Where does hate come from?

At the end of the day, it is for the sake of the word 'profit'.

In a predicament,

There is only one steamed bun,

Two people,

If you don't eat it, you'll die,

So, will you choose to grab the steamed buns, or sit on the sidelines with compassion and keep sneering, "I'd rather starve to death than kill someone." ”

Oh, it's very high.

What about changing steamed buns for cheats?

Will you still hide and laugh at those who kill people for the sake of cheats?

You can laugh,

But you will die.

For Jiang Ming, life is more terrible than death. To live is to constantly meet the difficulties of God in all aspects, so killing people is a relief for him, and it is more effective than the excesses of the bald donkey.

He can be because of the entanglement of interests, or because of ..... Accurate.

Yes, it's that simple.

I'm not happy, you're making me unhappy.

This is a privilege exclusive to the strong.

In this small place of the city of piety, compared with the vulnerable people, he is a strong man.

He has the right to decide life and death.

It may be cruel, but it is fair.

On the contrary, in the eyes of other martial artists with stronger cultivation, he was also the target of random killing.

"One day, I will take fate by the throat, and I will never let it bring me to my knees. Jiang Ming hugged Yaya, and his deep eyes seemed to be integrated into the endless abyss.

He entered the door.

Ah Diao has not moved for a long time,

She seemed to see a giant beast dormant in her young master's body, and rushed out with a roar at that moment just now.

She didn't understand very well that the little girl's parents were killed by her, and the young master didn't even frown, which showed that his heart was as strong as iron.

But why, is he very tolerant of that little girl?

..........

After settling down, Jiang Ming went back to the room.

He could have avoided taking the little girl in, but he did it, not out of guilt, but because the matter itself was not troublesome. That little girl is still young, ignorant and ignorant, and doesn't know what hatred is, so there is no revenge and murder behind.

Change a person, start small.

Just keep instilling in her the values he gave, and over time, even if she comes into contact with the outside world, she will only feel that other people are different.

After thinking about it, he couldn't help but shake his head and laugh, he seemed to have a tendency to develop towards the ghost father.

Tossing and turning, an irrepressible irritability in his heart kept him awake.

At this moment, it is approaching late at night.

Except for the occasional insect chirping outside the window, everything was quiet, so he simply got up, picked up the jar of rice wine, and walked to the garden.

There was darkness, and there was no light,

Some are just a glimmer of light reflected by the waning moon in the sky. still

The broken dead leaves are scattered on the ground, and the whiteness in this darkness makes people vaguely feel the smell of plant decay and death.

There was still a person on the stone bench.

With his back to Jiang Ming, his figure was sluggish.

"Uncle, you're here too. He was a little surprised, since the last defeat at his hands, Jiang Yiheng hadn't come out for a long time.

Even the food was eaten in the room, and no one was seen.

He sat down, patted the sealing mud on the wine jar, raised his head and drank two large sips of wine, and handed it to Jiang Yiheng.

Jiang Yiheng seemed to be more than ten years old, his expression was tired, his hair was gray, and the folds on his forehead were deeper.

After being silent for a long time, he took the wine jar and took a few sips.

"Fourth Young Master, what do you think is good and what is evil?"

Jiang Yiheng knows a little bit about many things that have happened recently, Jiang Ming's actions made him want to cut off his meridians several times, just die, he didn't have the face to see his eldest brother and the ancestors of the Jiang family.

"Huh. ”

Jiang Ming stretched lazily, took the wine jar from Jiang Yiheng's hand, put it on his knees, and said lightly: "Human nature is evil, and its goodness and hypocrisy are also." I don't think I've done anything wrong....."

"One mind is the true body, and one mind is the Buddha. It is precisely because of the inherent goodness of human nature that you can put down the butcher's knife at any time and become a Buddha on the spot. ”

"I just can't get used to your bald donkeys' remarks, it's very hypocritical. Jiang Ming sneered twice and said, "From the habits of children, it can be seen that when they don't have much personal consciousness, they know to meet their own needs and not allow others to share. ”

"At the beginning of life, we know how to be selfish, and what follows is nothing but a veil of hypocrisy put on by hypocrites. ”

"........." Jiang Yiheng was speechless, human nature is good and evil, which has been a topic of constant debate for thousands of years.

He didn't want to continue arguing, there was no point.

"What are you going to do? Two days ago, Xiao Wu came to see me, and he said, "Big brother is very dissatisfied with you." ”

"So what?" Jiang Ming smiled nonchalantly, "Hasn't he always been dissatisfied with me, otherwise, how would I have come to this ghost place." ”

In front of Jiang Yiheng, he was not afraid to say what he thought in his heart.

"I want this place to be a dark paradise. ”

"......." Jiang Yiheng.

Silent.

Jiang Yiheng knew the answer.

He was powerless to change.

The two fell silent again, just exchanging wine jars in their hands.

........

........

"Do you feel it?"

"I feel it. ”

Jiang Ming raised his eyes and looked in the direction of the west of the city, and a fine light flashed in his eyes.

"Let's take a look?"

"No, I'm afraid of holding back. Jiang Yiheng drank the last sip of wine, half-squinted, and staggered to the room.

"I'll go play by myself, and I'll be idle if I'm idle. Jiang Mingwu smiled to himself, carrying half a jar of rice wine left, and scolded with a smile in his heart: "Old guy, if you can't drink it, just say it." ”

Leaving an afterimage in place.

Four shadows that could not be seen were floating in the air, like ghosts wandering between heaven and earth.

In the west of the city, there is a strong atmosphere.

Definitely not the power of the pious city.

Jiang Ming was very interested, especially when he was bored.

Traveling all the way, I soon arrived at the wild fox forest two or three miles away from the west of the city.

I found a hidden hillside and hid.

He looked at the two sides of the forest facing each other, and the momentum emanating from his body was terrifying.

"They're interesting. ”

There were a total of eight people below, seven of whom were people from the Divine Sword Villa who had been seen in the Dangchun Courtyard, and all of them were rare masters in Qiancheng.

The other was a thin, unscrupulous man, dressed in tattered cloth clothes, one of whose shoes were gone, revealing his dirty toes. His black and gold deep eyes, his gestures and gestures are all exuding a natural domineering, and it is difficult to resist the wild charm when he sees it.

The two sides were not far away, but Jiang Ming was not worried.

The Silkworm Divine Skill is in harmony with nature, he doesn't need to deliberately suppress his breath at all, and the whole person seems to be integrated into nature.

"It seems that the Xie family has suffered a lot. Jiang Ming poured a few big sips of wine, and his expression was slightly drunk.