Chen Changsheng left the demon realm and returned to the human world.
Just like when I left, people died of hunger everywhere.
People in the world are nothing more than the alternation of old and new, experiencing one hardship after another.
Natural disasters and city towers, over time, people feel that they are born to experience these hardships.
Chen Changsheng looked at it again and again, feeling somewhat unhappy in his heart.
Chen Changsheng looked at the current scene and said, "Then let's take a walk."
Who could have imagined that half a year would pass in the blink of an eye.
Autumn passes and winter comes.
It snowed heavily everywhere in the world.
The snowfalls one after another seemed to have been arranged in advance.
This winter, many people died in the world.
Blink has been in this world for half a year.
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"Creak..."
The sound of feet treading on the thick snow sounded from the road.
Chen Changsheng was still wearing the green shirt, but what was different from the past was that he had an extra layer of shawl on his shoulders.
The shawl was given to him by someone when he went to a place. That person was a hunter, and this fox fur shawl was the only one he could handle.
When it was almost nightfall, Chen Changsheng entered a town and found an inn.
The conditions of the inn are a bit crude, but they are much better than the heavy snow outside.
Chen Changsheng took the flying snow off his shoulders and walked into the inn.
After half a year in this world, Chen Changsheng had accumulated some money, but most of it was taken from bandits.
There was no waiter in the inn, just a middle-aged shopkeeper who was doing business. He was not dressed decently, with long coarse cloth clothes and cloth leggings. The right side of his face was covered with a cloth strip, as if he had suffered some injury on his face.
"What do you want to eat?" The shopkeeper was not polite at all.
Chen Changsheng said: "Warm up a pot of wine and serve some dishes to go with the wine. I'd like to bother the shopkeeper."
The shopkeeper nodded and went to get ready.
After Chen Changsheng sat down, he looked around and saw that there were quite a few people in the inn, most of whom were unable to travel due to the heavy snow.
Without exception, these people all looked particularly sophisticated, and they could not hide the evil spirit of blood in their bodies.
They are all Jianghu people.
The world is in chaos, and it is difficult to move forward without some martial arts. To put it bluntly, it is just for food.
"The snow is really getting heavier and heavier."
"Who says otherwise? I don't know how many people will die."
"I heard that the south is already in a mess. The snow there is too heavy. The snow came at night. When we woke up in the morning, almost the entire village was frozen. Only a few survived."
"Fortunately, we have snow all year round in the north, so we have long been used to it."
"There have been a lot of refugees coming recently."
"Um?"
"Weren't you arrested? On Tea Valley Road, there were either adults who were arresting people to build the city tower, or they were bandits. No one can escape, right?"
"You don't know yet, but there is a great figure on Tea Valley Road. He has wiped out all the bandits and bandits along the way. Even those who arrested people going to Chengtai rarely go to that road to arrest people anymore.
, otherwise, those who are fleeing will not be able to come here."
"Is there really such a thing?"
"It's true, I've heard many people talk about it."
"I wonder who that strong man is?"
"I don't know, but I heard that the man looked a little weak, like a teacher. Later, some people called him Mr. Chatani."
"It's amazing. If you have a chance, you must meet Mr. Chaya."
Chen Changsheng couldn't help but paused when he heard the conversation in the inn.
He shook his head and smiled, but he didn't care about Mr. Chagu's name.
After a while, the innkeeper brought the wine and food.
Chen Changsheng drank all the pot of wine with the food, and then ordered the shopkeeper to open an upper room and plan to rest for the night.
There are only about ten rooms in this inn, which is considered large. Smaller inns can't even fit together five rooms.
Chen Changsheng rested in the room for a while, and it turned dark in the blink of an eye.
Looking at the snow falling outside the window, it was a quiet and boring night, so I went downstairs to the main hall.
The shopkeeper was busy settling accounts, and there were a few people sitting in the inn chatting and drinking. They probably felt bored, so they came down to sit.
Chen Changsheng glanced at the innkeeper and asked, "Does the innkeeper know a young monk?"
The shopkeeper glanced at him and asked, "What little monk?"
Chen Changsheng took the wine, took a sip, and said, "A little baby."
The shopkeeper lowered his head and continued to calculate the accounts, muttering: "I don't recognize the little baby."
Chen Changsheng withdrew his gaze and said, "Maybe Chen has misunderstood."
The shopkeeper paused for a moment, then raised his head, only to see that the man in green shirt had already gone to the table and sat down.
He hesitated for a moment, then stood up and walked over.
Chen Changsheng was sitting and drinking when he saw the shopkeeper sitting down immediately.
"Are you the Mr. Chen he was talking about?" the shopkeeper asked.
Chen Changsheng looked at him and smiled: "I wonder who the 'him' the shopkeeper is talking about is?"
The shopkeeper glanced at him and then asked: "Is the little baby okay?"
Chen Changsheng smiled and said, "It's neither good nor bad."
The shopkeeper nodded and said: "In this world, if it's not bad but not bad, it's already good."
Chen Changsheng nodded and said, "Indeed."
He put down the wine bottle and said: "I heard from the young monk that you kill people like hemp, and it's true that you have bloody evil energy on your body, but it seems a little old. You probably haven't killed anyone for a long time."
The shopkeeper paused for a moment, nodded and said: "After opening this inn, I will no longer be involved in the world."
"What?" Chen Changsheng asked.
The shopkeeper smiled and said: "That little kid is actually right about some of what he said. The more he kills, the more retribution he will have in the future. I like to kill, but I don't kill indiscriminately. But no matter whether I kill good people or I kill
If the bad guys are not killed cleanly, there will be endless troubles, but who can guarantee that they will be killed cleanly?"
Chen Changsheng said: "This is the truth. Those who kill people will always be killed. It is rare for Jianghu affairs to end well."
The shopkeeper said: "I have encountered too many things. A seven or eight-year-old baby was helpless and almost starved to death. Seeing how pitiful she was, I gave her a mouthful of food. After asking, I found out that her parents actually
She died under my sword. That little baby didn't know anything. When she left, she said that I was a good person. At that time, I felt numb and didn't dare to look back at her."
The shopkeeper laughed at himself, thinking it was ridiculous.
When Chen Changsheng heard this, he paused and said, "It seems to be somewhat different from what Chen thought."
The shopkeeper smiled helplessly and said: "People in the world always have some conscience. People who do all kinds of evil will not live long."
"So these things changed you?" Chen Changsheng asked.
The shopkeeper took a deep breath and said, "That's right..."
"The one you are talking about, well, the little monk, he advised me a lot, and I did listen to it. Then one thing happened after another, and I felt more and more that the road was extremely messy. I stopped after thinking about it.
I came down, took out all my belongings, and opened this inn."