Chapter 436 Straightforwardly express my mind and know a little
Inside the room at the entrance of Qingxia Island, there are maps of the Shujian Lake Island and nearby cities and counties, the household registration files of the incense room, the genealogy of the ancestral halls of the major islands, plus nearly 200,000 words of excerpted manuscripts, all returned to the door.
Most of the other categories have been put into cabinet drawers, just like the medicine drawers in Yang's shop and Dusty Drug Store, but there are still piles of books on the desk.
There is a desk, a row of cabinets against the wall, a dining table, and a chair, two benches and a small stool, that's all.
Later, because Gu Can visited the house often, from the end of autumn to the beginning of winter, he liked to sit at the door of the house for a long time, either taking a nap in the sun or chatting with the little loach. Chen Pingan was visiting a purple bamboo island with that person.
The bookish island owner asked for three poles of purple bamboo, two large and one small. The former was chopped and made into two small bamboo chairs, and the latter was burnt and polished into a fishing rod. He just made a fishing rod and was in Shujian Lake.
But I never had a chance to fish.
Tonight, Chen Pingan opened his food box and ate his midnight snack silently at the dinner table.
Chen Pingan is still waiting for a reply from Tongyezhou Taipingshan.
Even if Wei Bo has given all the answers, it's not that Chen Pingan doesn't believe in this old god of the Shenshui Kingdom who is shrouded in clouds and mist, but that what Chen Pingan needs to do next, no matter how he seeks perfection and truth, is not enough.
Pass.
It's just that the cross-continental flying sword communication is possible, and the current Shujian Lake is a place of right and wrong, and the flying sword communication is from Qingxia Island, which is the target of public criticism, so Chen Pingan has already prepared for the worst.
If the plan fails, let Wei Bo do a favor and write a letter on his behalf from Piyun Mountain to Zhong Kui of Taiping Mountain.
If it were Chen Ping'an who was traveling around the world for the first time, maybe even with these connections, he would just go around in circles without bothering others, which would make him feel unhappy, but it's different now.
Chen Ping'an doesn't want to live like the kind of loner that the old Taoist from Donghai Taoist Temple said. It's not terrible to owe some favors. If you borrow something, you have to pay it back. When your friends encounter difficulties in the future, you can speak more easily. As long as you don't take advantage of it and pay it back.
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Chen Ping'an finished his late-night snack, packed his food box, opened a newspaper in his hand, and started browsing.
The above contains some interesting anecdotes about Shujian Lake nowadays, which are similar in nature to the official reports sent to the government offices by the feudal officials of the secular dynasty. In fact, during the trip, at the Baihuayuan Inn of Qingluan Kingdom, Chen
Ping An had seen the wonders of this type of Xianjia Di newspaper. After staying in Shujian Lake for a long time, Chen Ping An also followed the local customs and asked Gu Can to help him get a copy of the Xianjia Di newspaper. As soon as there was a fresh one, he would
Someone brought the house.
There are interesting things happening on Gongliu Island almost every day. If it happens on one day, it will be spread all over Shujian Lake the next day.
This is thanks to a place called Catkin Island. The monks there, from the island owner to the outer disciples and even the handymen, do not practice on the island. They wander outside all day long and make a living by relying on various
He also sells gossip based on what he has seen and heard about the occasion, plus a little bit of gossip. He also sends letters of immortality from time to time to half of the Shujian Lake islands and the wealthy families in the four lakeside cities of Chishui, Yunlou, and Lutongjinzun.
If there are few things to do, the Di Bao may be the size of a piece of tofu, and the price is also low, with a minimum price of one snowflake. If there are many things, the Dibao will be as big as a map, and it will easily cost more than a dozen snowflakes.
The recent newspaper mainly writes about the current situation of Gongliu Island. It also introduces the outstanding features of some newly emerging islands, as well as the latest news of some older islands. For example, the old master of Biqiao Island brought back something from his trip.
A remarkable young Taoist genius was born, who was born with a Taoist resonance for talismans. Another example is that among the female nuns at Waterfall Temple on Lamei Island, a girl who was originally unknown suddenly grew taller in the past two years, and Lamei Island specially opened a new temple for her.
I never thought that in the first month, there would be a lot of high-rollers on the mountain watching this young girl's charming appearance, and they would drop a lot of fairy money, which would cause the aura of Lamei Island to increase by 10%. And that thing that had been silent for a hundred years,
On Yunxiu Island, whose family fortune was in decline, a monk who was born as a handyman and had never been favored by others turned out to be the new Shujian Lake Golden Pill Immortal after Qingxia Shimadako-kun, so he even went to Miyagi Island to participate in the alliance.
Yunxiu Island, who is not qualified, has been clamoring for the past two days that a seat must be arranged for them. Otherwise, no matter who the king of the world is, as long as Yunxiu Island is absent, it will be unfair.
Chen Ping'an looked at these exciting "other people's affairs" and found them quite interesting. After reading them once, he couldn't help but read them again.
In this newspaper, the young monk from Lamei Island and the monk from Liuxu Island specially left a palm-sized place for her, similar to the stele rubbing technique used on the Dajiu Mountain Ferry. In addition, Chen Ping'an was on the Guihua Island ferry that year.
The painter's monk's brushwork for describing the scene, and the girl's appearance in the newspaper, was lifelike. It was a profile standing under the plum blossom tree in Waterfall Temple. Chen Pingan took a few glances, and found that she was indeed a girl with a charming temperament, but he didn't know if there was such a thing as an immortal.
If Zhu Lian and the old man surnamed Xun were here, they would probably be able to see through it at a glance.
Chen Ping'an reported the purchase of his residence relatively late. When he was looking at the strange people and customs of many islands, he didn't know that before Furong Mountain suffered the tragedy of annihilating his family, all the news about him, the accountant of Qingxia Island, was in the previous paragraph.
The biggest source of wealth in Catkin Island is life.
Of course, I didn’t dare to write too much about Catkin Island, and it was more about praising the words. Otherwise, I would have to worry about Gu Can taking that big loach and smashing Catkin Island to pieces with a few slaps. In history, it’s not like the monks on Catkin Island have never suffered big losses.
, since the founding of the Patriarch Hall, it has moved three times in the five hundred years. The worst time during this period was that it was severely damaged and its financial resources were poor, so it had to rent a small piece of land from an island.
Three times he was "convicted for words". One was in the early days of Catkin Island, when a monk wrote a letter without knowing the importance of his writing, which offended the illegitimate son of the king of the world at that time. The second time was three hundred years ago, when he offended the owner of Gongliu Island.
Even if they are full of jealousy towards this old immortal and his disciple and female cultivator, even if they are all good words and all the words they write are full of envy for master and disciple to become a couple of immortals, they are still...
Liu Laocheng was attracted to the island for a visit, but he didn't kill anyone, but he was so frightened that Liuxu Island changed islands the next day as an apology.
The third time was Liu Zhimao. Liu Zhimao's Taoist name was accidentally changed into "Jiejiang Zhenjun" in the newspaper, making Liu Zhimao the laughing stock of the entire Shujian Lake overnight.
Liu Zhimao attacked Liuxu Island and directly demolished the opponent's ancestral hall. This was the most painful time for Liuxu Island. It was not until he settled the accounts for the stunned Liuxu Island monks that he discovered the guy who wrote the newspaper.
, actually ran away. It turned out that that guy was one of the many unjust ghosts under the command of a great monk on Catkin Island. He had been dormant on Catkin Island for twenty years, and with just one word, he defrauded the entire Catkin Island.
Island. And although a Guanhai monk who was responsible for inspecting the text of the imperial newspaper was indeed negligent in his responsibility, he could not be regarded as the culprit. He was still taken out as a scapegoat.
Chen Ping'an heard a rare knock on the door and heard the sparse and familiar footsteps from before. It should be Hong Su, the concierge of Zhu Xian Mansion.
He quickly got up and opened the door. Hongsu, an "old woman" with black hair, declined Chen Pingan's invitation to enter the room. He hesitated for a moment and asked softly: "Mr. Chen, I really can't write about my master and the owner of Zhuchai Island, Liu Dao."
story?"
Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "Okay, next time I go to your house, I will listen to Ma Yuanzhi's past."
Although Hongsu's face is old and criss-crossed, and she doesn't know why, there is a strong evil spirit that condenses and entrenches on her face, which makes her so ugly, but in fact, if she absorbed the aura of the fairy Qian, her appearance would be
It's not bad, and she has a pair of pretty eyes. Now she blinked her eyes, plucked up her courage, and asked softly: "Mr. Chen refused my master on purpose, right? It was because he guessed that my master would
Let the slave come to find the master again, so that the slave can be given such a big credit, right?"
Chen Pingan put a finger to his mouth, signaling to her that God knows and earth knows that you know and that I know, and that's it.
Under the moonlight, the woman smiled sweetly in the bright moonlight.
Hong Su looked at the thin young man in front of her, picked up a pot of wine in her hand, sealed it with yellow paper, and wrapped the pot with a red rope. She smiled softly and said: "It's not a valuable thing. It's called yellow vine wine. It's made from glutinous rice and japonica rice."
It is brewed as an official wine in my hometown. It is most popular among women and is also nicknamed as table wine. I chatted a lot with Mr. Chen last time and forgot about this one, so I asked someone to buy some. It was just delivered.
On the island, if Mr. gets used to drinking, I will move here later and give them all to him."
She suddenly realized that her words were inappropriate and said quickly: "Just now, my slave said that woman likes to drink. In fact, the men in my hometown also like to drink."
Chen Pingan took the pot of wine, nodded with a smile and said: "Okay, if you are used to drinking, I will go to Zhu Xian Mansion to ask for it from you."
After Hongsu left.
Not only did Chen Ping'an not drink, he also put the pot of wine into something nearby and did not dare to drink it.
It’s not that I can’t trust Hongsu, but I can’t trust Qingxia Island and Shujian Lake. Even if there’s nothing wrong with this bottle of wine, once you ask for something else, you don’t know which bottle of wine will have the problem, so in the end, Chen Ping’an will definitely have to
The concierge of Zhu Xian Mansion told her that the wine tasted soft and was not suitable for her. In this regard, Chen Pingan did not feel that he was somewhat similar to Gu Can.
Just for that eventuality, Gu Can would kill ten thousand people without hesitation.
Chen Ping'an was also afraid of the eventuality, so he could only put Hongsu's kindness on hold and seal it away.
It's just that the two seem similar, but in the end they are a similar "one", and they are very different.
As long as Gu Can clings to his side, the tug-of-war between Chen Ping'an and Gu Can's psyche is destined to be unable to win Gu Can to his side.
Chen Pingan has also given up temporarily.
Even the most fundamental way of thinking about the world between two people is different. No matter how you say it, it will be useless.
Therefore, Gu Can has never seen the time that Chen Ping'an spent with the four people in Ouhua Blessed Land Picture Scroll, nor has he seen the undercurrents, murderous intentions, and eventual reunions and reunions.
It may not be suitable for Shu Jian Hu and Gu Can, but after all, Gu Can has missed one possibility.
After gradually becoming familiar with the ups and downs of Shujian Lake, and the complicated and intertwined context, Chen Ping'an believed that if Gu Can puts part of his mind on killing people, even if he learns Liu Zhimao's methods of winning people's hearts and cultivating power, Gu Can and
His mother can live better and longer in Shujian Lake.
It's just that Chen Pingan has seen more and thought more now, but he no longer has the heart to talk about these "nonsense".
Just because you don’t say it doesn’t mean you don’t do it.
On the contrary, Chen Pingan needs to do more things.
After explaining the truth, Gu Can still didn't know what was wrong, so Chen Ping'an could only retreat and do the next best thing to stop his mistakes.
As long as he is in Shujian Lake, living at the gate of Qingxia Island Mountain and working as a bookkeeper, he can at least prevent Gu Can from making big mistakes again.
Since Gu Can did not know his mistakes and firmly believed that he was the right one, he would not correct his mistakes. Chen Ping'an responded to his two great favors for a meal and a boxing manual.
Once because of the past, I had to destroy my golden literary courage, so that I could stay in Shujian Lake with the lowest "peace of mind". Everything I did next was to make up for Gu Can's mistakes.
This is a very simple sequence.
It's not easy to do, especially the first step. How did Chen Ping'an convince himself that the broken golden bile that night and bid farewell to the little man in the golden scholar's shirt was the price that had to be paid.
In this world, reasoning seems to be easy, but it is the most difficult. The difficulty lies in whether to talk about those truths that require paying a price. With one's inner conscience, after questioning and answering, if you still decide to talk about it, then once you talk about it,
However, the price paid is often not known to others, and one has to endure hardships oneself without being able to tell others.
In addition to these two things, Chen Pingan needs to repair his mental state.
If he can't make up for it halfway, he will collapse first.
Chen Pingan walked out of the house, and this time he did not forget to blow out the two lights on the desk and the dining table.
After passing the mountain gate of Qingxia Island, we came to the ferry, where Chen Ping'an's ferry was tied. Standing by the lake, Chen Ping'an was not carrying the sword fairy on his back, and was only wearing a green shirt and long coat.
The world is lonely, there is no one around, the lake seems to be covered with broken silver, and the night wind after winter is slightly cold.
Chen Ping'an reached the fifth level in boxing training, especially after wearing the golden wine robe. Tonight, he finally felt the warmth and coldness of the human world that he had not seen for a long time.
As he traveled farther and farther, especially after seeing more and more officialdom and mountain scenery, Chen Ping'an began to admire Master Ruan's views on the master-disciple relationship more and more, as well as Cui Dongshan's teachings.
His chess is beyond chess.
Ruan Qiong did not recruit disciples just because the master would argue with others someday, and the disciples would make noises and criticize the opponent, or resolutely join the battlefield without asking what is right and wrong.
Ruan Qiong once said, I only accept disciples who are of the same sect, not disciples who only know how to work hard for me.
The difficulty in life is that it is difficult to be at peace with your emotions, and it is even more difficult when the most important person can also make you feel at ease.
But this is only a problem for good people.
After all, there are more people who never think about this.
Shidao punched me, why can't I retaliate? If the world dares to punch me until my face is covered with blood and makes me feel unhappy, I will definitely beat the world to pieces. As for whether innocent people will be hurt, yes
It's not that I deserve to die, I don't even think about it.
this is not right.
Cultivation of one's strength is the foundation of one's body, and cultivating one's mind is the way to climb high.
On the main road, whether you are walking straight with your sword in hand, or whether you are traveling on a study tour, you always have to give way to others occasionally.
Chen Ping'an looked sad, feeling that the world was so big that he could only keep these words in his stomach, because no one would listen.
Chen Ping'an's mind moved slightly.
Think about it.
Take a piece of black coal from something nearby.
He drew a big circle on the ferry.
Then he bent down in the circle and slowly drew a straight line, which was equivalent to dividing the circle into two.
Chen Ping'an squatted next to the line, and then he didn't write for a long time, his brows furrowed.
The accountant, who looked depressed, had no choice but to take off the sword gourd from his waist and take a sip of Wu Ti wine to refresh himself.
Then, a good and an evil were written above and below that straight line.
Chen Ping'an wants to take a step towards the word "one" that he once stopped in his heart, unwilling to think deeply, and unable to delve into deeply. Tonight.
Just like the straw-shoe boy in Mubo Alley, walking on the covered bridge.
Chen Pingan squatted on the ground, and on that straight line, between the words good and evil, he gently wrote the four words "people-oriented" and murmured: "I can only think of so much for the time being."
Chen Pingan closed his eyes and took another sip of wine. After opening his eyes, he stood up and strode to the edge of the "good" semicircle. In one go, he drew a diagonal line to the other part of the evil semicircle.
Move forward and draw another diagonal line from bottom to top.
Finally, a circle was cut into six pieces by Chen Ping'an, and the only intersection was the center point of the circle.
After this, Chen Ping'an seemed to suddenly become enlightened. He quickly walked to the semicircle with the word "good" on the straight line. In the middle of the three areas, he took the charcoal in his hand and started writing quickly, talking to himself.
Said: "If it is said that this is a sincere heart for good, and it is the most steadfast, and the mind is not easy to move, then the people in this place, the Three Teachings, hundreds of schools of thought, even those who have not read the book
The words, "The book has its own house of gold, the book has its own thousand bells of millet", "Cultivate oneself, manage the family, govern the country and bring peace to the world", that is the best knowledge, because if you can listen to it, you don't even need any sage to explain the truth.
, because this kind of people are willing to listen, and are willing to sit and hear the Tao, and get up and practice it. No matter how difficult the world is, they will stick to their true intentions!"
Chen Ping'an quickly stood up and retreated to the center of the semicircle of evil, which was "tit for tat" with the semicircle filled with the word "charcoal".
Squatting down, he was writing with the same charcoal pen, and murmured: "Human nature is inherently evil. This evil is not just a derogatory meaning, but it illustrates another nature in the human heart, which is to innately perceive the oneness in the world and fight for it.
To rob and maximize one's own interests. Unlike the former, life and death can be placed outside the Confucian three immortals and the inheritance of descendants of incense. Here, 'I' is the whole world. When I die, the world will die, and when I am born, the world will be
Life, the individual me, this little 'one', is no bigger than the whole world, and its weight is not the slightest bit lighter. This is exactly why Zhu Lian originally explained why he was unwilling to kill one person without saving the world! It is also not a derogatory meaning, it is just
It's just pure human nature. Although I haven't seen it with my own eyes, I believe that it has pushed the world forward."
"Only those whose mind and nature have blossomed and bear fruit in this place can say at certain critical moments, 'I will not care about the flood after I die', 'I would rather teach me to bear the burden of the world', 'The sun sets and the journey is far away, and I will do the opposite.
'. But this kind of nature that almost all living things in the world have, is very likely to be the foundation of our "human beings", at least one of them. This explains why I couldn't understand before, there are so many "unwholesome"
People who practice Taoism and become immortals will have no problem, and they can even live better than so-called good people. Because the heaven and earth give birth to all things, there is no partiality, and life and death are not necessarily determined by the good and evil of 'people'."
After taking a big sip of wine.
Chen Ping'an stood up and walked to the rightmost side of the upper semicircle. "The people here are not as strong-minded as the people on the right side nearby. They are more hesitant, but they are still inclined to good. But it will change depending on the person, the place and the time. There will be various
To change, we need saints from three religions and hundreds of schools of thought to teach earnestly and sincerely: "If jade is not polished, it will not become a tool, and if a person does not learn, he will not know." He warns, "God is watching what you do," and exhorts: "Nude virtues in this life will be rewarded with blessings in the next life.
The theory of suffering in this life and blessing in the next.”
When Chen Ping'an wrote this, he thought again. He came to the word "good and evil" near the center of the circle, and slowly added two sentences with charcoal. On top of it, he wrote "I want to believe that life is not always the same."
'Barter'", and below it is written, "If there is no substantial return for any payment, it will damage the interests of the oneness of 'I'."
Chen Pingan put away the charcoal and murmured: "Once a person senses damage, he will have great doubts and anxiety deep in his heart, and he will start to look around, thinking that he must get it back from somewhere else.
And asking for more, this explains why Shujian Lake is so chaotic, everyone is struggling hard, and what I thought before, why there are so many people, must be punched somewhere in the world, it must be in
There are more places in the world where people punch and kick without caring about the life and death of others, not just for the sake of living. Just like Gu Can, even though he has already lived a good life, he will still follow this line and become a person who can say "I"
People who like to kill are not only created by the environment of Shujian Lake, but also the fields in Gu Can's heart are divided by this. When he has the opportunity to come into contact with the larger world, such as when I gave the little loach to
After he comes to Shujian Lake, Gu Can will naturally grab more money and lives belonging to others, no matter what."
Chen Ping'an came to the leftmost side of the upper semicircle, "People's hearts here are the most disordered. They want to do good but don't know how to do it. They have the intention to do evil but may not dare to do it. Therefore, it is easiest to feel that 'reading is useless' and 'the truth misleads me'
, even though we are in this semicircle, it is still easy to fall into evil, so there are so many "sanctimonious hypocrites" in the world. Even the Buddha in the Buddhist scriptures will worry about the coming of the end of the Dharma. People here,
Living with the crowd is very hard, even the hardest. As I said to Gu Can before, the good principles of the world and the true freedom of the strong lie in being able to protect this group of people so that they don’t have to worry about the middle of the lower semicircle.
The middle group of people, due to the latter's unscrupulous behavior,
And suffering from many unprovoked disasters, there is no need to be afraid that all the wealth accumulated through hard work will be destroyed overnight, so that these people, even if they do not need to be reasonable, do not even need to know much truth at all, and even if they occasionally
The unreasonableness has slightly shaken the orderly and orderly wooden chair created by Confucianism, and the originally stable wooden chair can still live well."
Chen Ping'an stood up and moved to the rightmost side of the corresponding lower semicircle, and slowly wrote: "The people of this place, if you tell them to put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha immediately, knowing their mistakes can make a lot of improvements.
People are destined to be just empty talk.'
Although there is still a large blank space on the left side of the semicircle at the bottom, Chen Pingan's face was pale and he showed signs of exhaustion. After taking a big sip of wine, he stood up unsteadily, and the charcoal in his hand had been ground.
It was only the size of a fingernail. Chen Pingan calmed down, but his fingers were shaking and he couldn't write anymore. Chen Pingan took a strong breath, raised his arm, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and wanted to squat down and continue writing, even if it was one more word.
, but as soon as he bent down, he sat down on the ground.
Chen Pingan put the sword gourd casually on the ground with one hand, and loosened his fingers with the other hand. Only the charcoal left rolled to the ground, and he lay on his back on the ferry.
"Confucianism proposes compassion, and Buddhism advocates compassion. However, in this world, it is still difficult for us to achieve it, let alone achieve these two statements all the time. On the contrary, it was Yasheng who first said the 'innocent heart'
'It seems to be more..."
Chen Pingan stood up with all his strength, exited the circle that had not completed the word "charcoal", and stared at the big circle. Finally, his eyes focused on the center of the circle, where he first wrote the two words "good and evil".
Chen Ping'an staggered and stretched out a hand, as if to grasp the entire circle.
He almost didn't even know what he was talking about.
At this time, this scene has completely forgotten its shape and body.
"Can we not even talk about good and evil? Just talk about the difference between gods and humans? Nature? Otherwise, it will be difficult for this circle to truly stand."
"Does this need to be... raised up? Instead of sticking to the principles in the book, so that it is not bound to Confucianism and simply expanding the circle? But raising it higher?"
"If that's the case, then I understand. It's not what I thought before. It's not that the world's principles have thresholds and are divided into high and low. It's about walking around this circle and constantly looking at it. It's because there are left and right differences in mind. It's also not the case.
It is said that people's hearts are different in different places, and there is a difference between superior and inferior, and the difference between cloud and mud. Therefore, what the saints of the three religions each do, the so-called persuasion, is to "move mountains and seas" to the hearts of people in different territories.
', leading them to the areas they want."
"If so, don't look at heights first, don't walk in circles on the flat ground, just use the order, take a step back and look at it, don't mention all kinds of original intentions, just talk about the true nature of the world, Confucian knowledge, is
By expanding and stabilizing the 'physical' territory, Taoism is lifting up the world, allowing us humans to rise above all other living beings."
Chen Ping'an closed his eyes and took out a bamboo slip. On it was engraved a desolate but still beautiful and moving text by a great scholar. At that time, he just thought the idea was strange but transparent. Now it seems that as long as he digs deeper, he actually contains something.
The true meaning of Taoism is, "A basin of water covers the ground, mustard floats on the water, ants cling to the mustard seeds and think they are in a desperate situation. After a while, the water dries up, and then they find that the road is open and there is nowhere to go."
"What the Taoists want is that we humans should not be those beings with a mind as low as an ant. We must look at the world from a higher place, and we must be different from the birds, animals, flowers, plants and trees in the world."
"What about Buddhism..."
Chen Pingan stretched out his hands and drew a circle, "With the breadth of Confucianism and the height of Taoism, the ten directions of the world are integrated into one, without any omissions."
Chen Pingan finally murmured: "That one, do I know a little bit about it?"
With a bang, the accountant, who had exhausted all his strength and energy, fell back, closed his eyes, and his face was filled with tears. He stretched out his hand to wipe his face, stretched out a palm, and raised it slightly. His tearful eyes were dim and transparent.
As I passed between my fingers, I felt confused, almost asleep, and already extremely haggard. But deep down in my heart, I was full of joy, and I muttered: "Who embellishes the sky when the clouds disperse, and the color of the sky and sea becomes clear."
Chen Pingan closed his eyes and fell asleep slowly. There was a smile on the corner of his mouth, and he murmured in a low voice: "It turns out that instead of distinguishing between good and evil in people's hearts, you can still smile when you think about this."
When Chen Ping'an was at Shujian Lake for the first time, he lay down on the ferry with no time to erase the word "charcoal" in a big circle, and fell asleep soundly and soundly on Qingxia Island.
I don’t know when.
A man in a blue shirt who was still unruly and unruly, and an increasingly attractive girl in a blue shirt with a ponytail, arrived at the ferry almost at the same time.
The two of them didn't speak a word, and didn't even look at each other.
The scholar who did not write a reply to the letter at Taipingshan Patriarch Hall, but came to a foreign land in person, picked up Chen Ping'an's charcoal, squatted on the leftmost place under the circle, and wanted to write, but hesitated.
He was undecided, but instead of feeling annoyed, his eyes were full of smiles, "There are mountains ahead, do you think I, a former academy gentleman, have to take a detour?"
And the girl in Tsing Yi stood outside the circle at the end of the straight line, eating a new cake from Lutong City on the shore of Shujian Lake, and said vaguely: "There is still a little difference between gods and men, I haven't explained it thoroughly."
The scholar held the charcoal in his hand, raised his head, looked around, and said: "It's good that you have to be bold when facing all kinds of difficulties. It's good that you have to be bold when you are drunk."
The girl in green also said, "If you don't know a single inch of your mind, everything will be clear to you."
He then turned to look at the girl in Tsing Yi with a single ponytail who was nibbling on pastries, "Don't take advantage of Chen Ping'an while he is sleeping. But if the girl insists on doing it, I, Zhong Kui, can turn my back."
, this is what makes a gentleman have the beauty of an adult!"
Then she looked at him and asked doubtfully: "Your name is Zhong Kui? You are... a ghost, quite strange. I can't understand you."
Zhong Kui reached over his shoulder and pointed at the snoring accountant, "This guy understands me, so I'm here."
Zhong Kui looked at the Shu Jian Lake, which in his eyes was completely different from the others in the world, and muttered: "How can I, Zhong Kui, be the only gentleman in this world? How big of a cesspool must that world be?"
Ruan Xiu's face was indifferent, "I know you want to help him, but I advise you not to stay to help him, it will be a disservice."
Zhong Kui asked: "Seriously?"
Ruan Xiu asked: "Do you believe me?"
Zhong Kui nodded.
Ruan Xiu finished eating the pastries, clapped her hands, and left.
Zhong Kui thought for a while, then gently put the charcoal back to its place. After getting up, he wrote in the air, writing only eight words on Shujian Lake, and then followed him, returning to Tongyezhou.
Zhong Kui, a scholar who was no longer a gentleman in the academy, came here and returned home in a fit of excitement.
The eight words he left behind were "Everything is appropriate and nothing is taboo."