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Chapter 082 Dont be a cold bird

After talking about the incomprehensible aura, Gao Jingshi and Huang Zhiting talked about Ali again. Gao Jingshi asked what the relationship between Huang Zhiting and Ali was, and why they looked like old acquaintances, but Ali didn't seem to know.

Her true identity.

Huang Zhiting smiled: "I knew you would ask about this." But she refused to say it immediately and walked forward slowly.

There is a small river not far ahead, and the afterglow of the setting sun shines on the river, creating little waves of light. The woods on both sides of the river are also covered with a touch of golden red, which looks particularly beautiful under the sky that is turning from blue to ink.

Huang Zhiting walked in front, and Gao Pragmatic followed behind. After walking for a while, Huang Zhiting suddenly said quietly: "Don't you think that living in the mountains is actually not bad, there are not so many intrigues, there are not so many fights for each other, everyone

There is no need to think about so many complicated people and things, as long as you live peacefully, that is the best."

Unfortunately, she asked the wrong person, and Gao's pragmatic answer had no Zen meaning: "Is living just to wait for death?"

Huang Zhiting was startled, turned around, and said displeasedly: "What do you mean just waiting to die?"

"A fish flies away in the water, but forgets about the water; a bird flies on the wind, but does not know that there is wind." There was a kind of pity in Gao's pragmatic and light tone: "Do you think these Yao people in the mountains live a simple and comfortable life?

No, they just don't dare to contact the outside world, they are afraid of being ridiculed, afraid of being bullied, afraid of being hurt, so they keep hiding in the mountains and never dare to face the world head-on."

Huang Zhiting looked at Gao Jingshi blankly. She didn't like Gao Jingshi's words, and was even a little repelled, but more than anything, she was afraid. She intuitively felt that Gao Jingshi's words made sense, but she didn't understand the truth.

She found that she didn't understand him at all, which made her feel nervous. She didn't know where it came from or why.

Huang Zhiting knew that her reasoning could not be pragmatic, so she had to ask: "Is it their fault that they were suppressed by successive imperial courts and fled all the way to the mountains?"

"A moth flies into a flame, and a moth is scorched by fire. It is not a matter of misfortune; if a fruit grows a flower, and the flower bears fruit, you must know that happiness has a cause." Gao Pragmatism still has the look of a worldly master, with compassion in his detachment: "

Although the world is big, it will eventually have its limit; although the land is plentiful, it will eventually be exhausted. Every nation wants to live a better life, but the world is limited. If you live better, there will be more tribesmen, and they also want to

To live a good life, will you help me or not?

If you want to help others, you can only expand and rob the land that belongs to others. So where will others go? Will you worry about them and not rob them? Just like we cook sheep and slaughter cows, just to eat more and have more food.

Better, but why should the cattle and sheep deserve it? Would you worry about the cattle and sheep instead of eating them?"

Huang Zhiting opened her mouth in shock, but could not speak.

Gao Pragmatic added: "Perhaps you want to say that they are not cattle and sheep, they are also living people, right?"

Huang Zhiting nodded vigorously.

Gao pragmatic sighed and said: "Now think about it again, why do Han people often call other people barbarians?"

Huang Zhiting was startled, and suddenly felt a chill in her heart: "You mean... if you don't look at others, you will deserve it?"

Gao pragmatically did not answer, but said: "Everyone in the world wants nothing more than a way to live, but there are many ways to live. A good life is a living, and a lazy life is also a living. However, only those who constantly pursue a good life, strive for the top, and work hard can achieve success.

The ability to live forever, and the longer you live, the better; if you resign yourself to fate and muddle along, you will only be bullied and oppressed by others, and even exterminated.

I often think about why I came to this big...this human world. Later I thought about it, it was just so that I, the descendant of the Chinese nation, would not be like that poor little bird."

"Hanhao Bird? What is that?" Huang Zhiting had obviously never heard of this story.

"Oh, that's a story written by a man named Tao Zongyi during the founding period of our dynasty."

Gao Pingshi said: "He said in the story: There is a bird in Wutai Mountain, called Hanhao Chong. It has four legs, fleshy wings, and cannot fly. Its excrement is called 'Wulingzhi'. When the heat is high, its feathers are gorgeous and it sings by itself."

Said: "Phoenix is ​​not as good as me!" When it comes to the severe cold of deep winter, its feathers fall off and it becomes like a chick, so it sings to itself: "It's easy to get by." You think, the severe cold of deep winter is beyond human power. If it wants to come, it will come. If it is as cold as

The trumpet bird usually does not make preparations. Once winter comes, it is the time to die... This is the end of muddling through."

"Oh, I understand." Huang Zhiting nodded thoughtfully, and suddenly her eyes showed admiration: "I didn't expect that I can understand so many truths through reading. Can you teach me how to read in the future?"

Gao Pragmatic was startled for a moment, then smiled and said: "To have the Way is to accumulate a lot of money, it is not as good as explaining the scriptures clearly. Miss Huang wants to study, it is indeed a great kindness, but... I don't know how long I can stay in Guangxi, even if I am willing to teach, I am afraid

You may not be able to teach much.”

Huang Zhiting's face changed and she said anxiously: "You want to leave?"

Gao Pingshi was surprised: Do you really want to keep me as a master in Siming Mansion? That's not possible.

But refusing this kind of thing is too direct and can easily lead to bad things. Especially although the other party has a good attitude toward me now, it will be very bad if they fall out. This is a house of a local emperor. What can't be done in a hurry?

Then he smiled and said: "I am a scholar, so naturally I want to be on the Dragon and Tiger Ranking for the first time. I will be in the Phoenix Pond in ten years... I have to take the exam, so that I can realize my long-cherished wish."

Huang Zhiting was slightly relieved and said: "Oh, you want to participate in the tribute examination. This is easy to do. When I get back to Siming Mansion, I will ask my father. There may be one or two candidates in our mansion."

When Gao pragmatic heard that this was wrong, he didn't dare to continue chatting. He hurriedly asked: "There is no rush in this matter. I mentioned Miss Ali and you before..."

"Huh, I just met you once and I still miss you so much."

Gao pragmatic said with a grimace: "There is no way, I'm afraid!"

Huang Zhiting chuckled, turned her beautiful eyes, and said: "Okay, seeing how pitiful you are, I will show mercy and tell you."

She said: "Eight years ago, I went to Guilin with my father and passed not far south of Bazhai. At that time, a Han foreigner passed through a small town there and stayed in an inn. The next day, his abdomen was bulging. The foreigner thought

Being poisoned, he sent servants to search around and found a Yao mother and daughter.

The mother and daughter were just going down from Bazhai Mountain to sell some local products and were about to return to the village. However, because they were the only two Yao people in the town at that time, they were regarded as the ones who planted the poison on the foreigner. The woman was raped by the foreigner.

His subordinates lynched and tortured him until he was dying, and his daughter was also tortured half to death.

I took my servants out shopping and came across this incident. I was so angry that I ordered the foreigner and his servants to be arrested and beaten. I also asked for a doctor to treat the injuries of the mother and daughter.

, and finally sent someone to take them back to the village. At that time, the mother and daughter were very grateful and asked me my name. I was afraid of causing trouble to my father, so I didn’t dare to tell the whole story. I only said that I was the daughter of the chieftain of the Huang family... You must be the same.

I guessed it, the mother and daughter are sister A Li and her mother."

"So that's what happened." Gao Pingshi nodded, but he was a little confused. Since Huang Zhiting was kind to Ah Li, why did the two of them have a normal conversation when they met today?

Huang Zhiting seemed to have guessed the doubts in Gao Pingshi's heart, and explained: "Are you feeling strange because Sister Ah Li didn't treat me too affectionately today?"

Gao Pragmatic had no choice but to admit, and Huang Zhiting sighed and said, "You don't understand. Sister Ali used to be a very kind and enthusiastic person. She was originally trained as a Yao doctor in the village, but after being selected as the successor by the grass ghost grandmother, she

She must refine the Taishangxin Gu. I don’t know what the use of this Gu is, but I know that after it is refined, it will turn into a ruthless person. Judging from today’s situation...she should have already mastered it.

.”

Although Gao Jingshi was shocked by Ah Li's magic skills today, Gao Jingshi still couldn't believe it if he said that after a certain poison was refined, he would become "too supreme to forget his feelings".

He estimated in his mind that this so-called Supreme Heart Gu might only be able to affect people's mental state. Maybe its function was just to allow the person who made this Gu to calm down and be calm at any time. According to what he said in his previous life, it was to improve people's emotions.

The fluctuations become completely controllable and there will be no big fluctuations.

If a person can remain absolutely calm under any circumstances, then of course he is very powerful and worthy of the name "Tai Shang Xin Gu", but most people can't see the "power" of this Gu at all, so Huang Zhiting said she didn't know

What is the use of this voodoo?

This is like everyone in future generations knowing that the atomic bomb is powerful, because the atomic bomb is extremely powerful, but few people care about the upgrading of the most advanced command system in the information age - in fact, it may be more valuable than the atomic bomb.

Of course, Gu magic is really not Gao Pragmatic's specialty. He can only guess this way, and he can't guarantee whether it is true or not. But in any case, Huang Zhiting's statement at least explained A Li's attitude today.

A kind of indifference that doesn't have too many emotional ups and downs no matter who you are.

To be more narcissistic, Gao Jingjing even felt that she was a little special to him. Perhaps it was because she had never found anyone with "awe-inspiring aura" in the past, so she was somewhat curious?

But it doesn't matter anymore. Gao Pingshi is more afraid of this girl who can kill people at any time than any other emotion. He has been trying to understand the past between her and Huang Zhiting, and he also hopes that he will not be ignorant, in case

If you offend such a person for no reason, that would be very bad.

At least, it is best not to have this happen while you are in Guangxi.

A gentleman shouldn't stand behind a dangerous wall. After all, it is human instinct to save life. As long as "righteousness" is not involved, there is no shame in it.

Huang Zhiting saw Gao Pragmatic's face gradually calming down, and couldn't help but smile: "You don't have to think too much. Since Sister Ali promised to help you, she will definitely help. She is the descendant of the grass ghost grandmother, and she doesn't know how to keep her word."

"When you said that, I thought of asking." Gao Pingshi looked curious: "Who is the Grass Ghost Grandma? This name sounds a bit... not very elegant."


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