"There is no Tao in the world. When more people walk, there will be Tao."
Zhang Moazi listened to the taxi driver's nonsense and grabbed his shoulder.
However, as soon as he stretched out his hand, the car suddenly stopped.
The huge inertia made everyone in the car feel sick.
Zhang Mozi quickly retracted his hand and supported Sichen beside him.
"What do you mean? Give me something nice to say."
The taxi driver chuckled, rolled down the window, lit a cigarette, and took a slow puff.
"It's no fun. You've arrived at the station. Pay the fare and get off."
Arrived?
Zhang Mouse looked outside and saw that the car glass was covered with frost and he couldn't see outside.
I wiped the glass with my hand. It was pitch black outside, and it didn't seem like it was in the urban area.
There is a building not far away, with three characters formed by light strips, which is extremely conspicuous in the dark night.
Ruixue Temple.
Zhang Mouse's hair suddenly exploded.
You've been driving for so long and you haven't left this small town yet?
Ruixue Temple is less than 100 kilometers away from Cai Gen’s Anxin Bento.
At this time, I looked at the meter again, it was 9999 yuan.
"No, why did you bring us here?"
What Sichen is concerned about is not the location, but the amount.
"It doesn't go very far, why does it cost so much?"
The taxi driver flicked his cigarette ashes out of the car and glanced at the rearview mirror, a little impatient, as if he would be annoyed if he said another word.
"You only have 10,000 yuan, so you can only go so far. If you go further, you don't have enough money.
Quickly pay the fare and get off."
Um?
Zhang Mouse's vigilance has been heightened. How did he know that he only had 10,000 yuan?
When Cai Gen gave himself money, there was no one else around.
His daily cautiousness has made his cautiousness deeply rooted in Zhang Mouse's bones. Even after he became a god, he did not change much.
Especially what I have experienced in the past few days, evil things have happened one after another, and it cannot be dealt with in a normal way.
The taxi in front of him was beyond his scope of knowledge and he could not take it lightly.
The cryptic Chao Sichen shook his head and signaled not to act rashly. He took out the stack of red tickets given by Cai Gen from his arms and handed them to the taxi driver.
"Master, this is the fare. No need to change. Let's get off the bus."
The taxi driver took the red ticket, took out a coin from the armrest box, and threw it to Zhang Mouse.
"Keep some money in your pocket, otherwise it will be unlucky for you to hit the road."
After taking the one-yuan coin, Zhang Mouse's heart was in his throat.
Why do you want to hit the road?
You have become a god in the flesh, why do you still need to go on the road?
He didn't dare to ask any more questions, so he opened the door for Sichen and asked Sichen to get out of the car quickly. This taxi was too weird.
When Xishou saw Sichen getting out of the car, he also got out of the passenger seat.
Just when Zhang Mozi wanted to get out of the car, the taxi driver spoke again.
"Zhang Moazi, wait a minute, I have something to say to you."
This sentence sounded very familiar to Zhang Mouzi. Regardless of the tone of his voice, it reminded Zhang Mouzi of a person.
Thank you for your anxiety.
Yes, it's Xie An'an. This taxi driver turned out to be Xie An'an.
"Sichen, please wait for me outside for a while, and I'll say a few words."
"I keep talking about it, even after giving money, I still keep talking about it"
Zhang Mozi slammed the car door, interrupting Sichen from continuing to ink.
"Thank you for being uneasy?
No, where did you come from?
I don’t want to be an eyesore to you, we both want to live in exile, what else are we thinking about?”
Xie An'an smiled again, and the irritability just now disappeared, as if seeing Zhang Mouse's helpless look brought him endless joy.
"Hey, why are you hiding from me?
I don’t even think about it, after so many years, we finally put together a game, how can we let you run away?
If you don’t use your brain to do things, don’t you have enough brain capacity?”
After mocking Zhang Mouse, Xie An actually handed him a cigarette kindly and lit it for him politely.
"Zhang Mozi, if you don't want to run away, I won't be in a hurry to find you.
But if you are tempted to run away, that's a bit unethical.
Want to find a place where no one is around, where your wife and kids can stay warm?
Nice idea, are you qualified?"
Xie An'an's impression of Zhang Mozi this time was a little different from last time. Both his attitude and his chatter had improved significantly.
Zhang Moazi took a puff of his cigarette and felt that it was useless to swallow it, so he might as well drink it out.
"Why am I not qualified?
I will live out my life honestly and faithfully, accompanying my wife and children.
Why is it dripping? Why is it not working?
The world is so big, is there no place for me?"
Xie An'an seemed to be amused by Zhang Mozi again. This time, he didn't laugh shyly at all, as if Zhang Mozi had told a big joke.
"Hahaha, hahaha, you, you, you are such a rat.
What good will it do you to tease me to death?"
benefit?
There were so many benefits, so Zhang Mouse directly skipped this impossible assumption and insisted on his qualifications to live an ordinary life.
"Why am I not qualified?
I, the Divine Lord Xiao Nian, carry a heavy load and make sacrifices for this human world, don’t I deserve to have a happy life?”
The second time, Xie An'an seemed to be really amused to death. He started to lose his breath from laughing. After a long time, he finally regained his breath and managed to speak.
"Okay, okay, stop showing off your bad stuff.
Who doesn’t know what you are thinking?
You really have no qualifications. Why don’t you accept it?
So, Zhang Moazi, tell me.
When have there been living gods in the human world?
When did gods become qualified to live in the human world?"
These two questions actually mean the same thing. After being asked by Xie An, it was like two sledgehammers hitting Zhang Mouse's heart.
I really haven't thought about this issue myself.
As for the ancient times, they are too far away to be verified even by Zhang Mouse.
In his memory, there was indeed no god like himself who became a god in the flesh and lived in the human world.
After thinking for a long time, Zhang Mozi finally shook his head and asked stubbornly for a moment.
"Why not? Why are gods not qualified to be treated in this world?"
After asking this question, Zhang Mozi suddenly thought of something and was stunned in shock.
Gods, human world, mortals, big family.
Each division of labor is different.
Abandoned child.
If you choose to become a god, you choose to be alone.
To take one's own responsibilities, one must break away from this group.
The warrior and the dragon become the dragon, the sad warrior.
These things were what I told Sichen when I was walking home from Dakeng on the morning of the first day of the new year.
Now, combined gods are not qualified to live in the human world.
Well, Zhang Mouzi didn't need Xie An'an to answer, and seemed to understand a little bit.
But, what can I do if I understand?
My wife is pregnant and she is under the car. How can I abandon my wife?
Zhang Moazi's heart is infinitely tilted from the perspective of gods to the perspective of mortals.
"I don't care, I can't control it.
I don’t want to leave, I can’t leave, I want to stay here with my wife and children.”