Cultivate the evil ways of the world

The boss tentatively asked: "A lot of people are rushing to go these days, saying that someone died?"

Shao Riwan said, "Who else has gone?"

"I don't know," the boss said, "I don't know."

Shao Riwan nodded, and said with a smile: "We went to Tianjimen to discuss matters under the order of our master. We are afraid that we have found the wrong place after we haven't gone down the mountain for a long time."

The boss said: "No one doesn't know about Tianji Gate, you just go south, and you will meet some real immortals on the way, just ask."

Shao Riwan thanked him and said no more to him.

Fang Sheng gritted his chopsticks, feeling bored, "I'm so hungry."

Shao Riwan said: "Wait."

Wei Changze urged, then turned to him and said, "When I was your age, I didn't have such good fortune."

Shao Riwan thought that he was going to talk about his starvation, but Wei Changze said, "How can such a good-looking senior tell me 'wait'."

Fang Sheng rolled his eyes at him, and said: "It didn't delay you from becoming such a virtuous person."

"What kind of virtues do I have?" Wei Changze pinched Fang Sheng's cheeks amusedly, "Tell me what kind of virtues I have. Isn't it time for you to chase after me and worship me?"

It's okay not to mention this, this is simply one of Fang Sheng's few nightmares, he put up a small face and said seriously: "You are not allowed to mention this again."

Wei Changze said in a serious manner: "That's not okay. It's the first time in my life that I've been sought after by people, so I have to remember it for a lifetime. A minute or a second missing doesn't count as a lifetime."

Shao Riwan suddenly understood Wei Changze's stalk, and couldn't hold back a thud, and laughed.

Fang Sheng said blankly: "Huh?"

Wei Changze said: "Oh my God, your smile is like a flower."

Shao Riwan said: "If you put your proficient skills to good use in practicing kung fu, you won't be what you are today."

Wei Changze frowned, and suddenly said, "Do you know what I can say?"

As soon as he said this, he seemed a little coquettish for no reason. Shao Riwan understood it instantly, and suddenly blushed, and scolded: "Shut up, you."

Fang Sheng still asked, "Huh?"

Shao Riwan said angrily, "Don't pay attention to him."

"Look, I didn't say anything." Wei Changze got angry, so he quickly apologized and poured Shao Riwan a cup of tea, "What are you thinking?"

At this time, the meal was just served, Fang Sheng finally looked forward to it, and started ignoring the chopsticks waved by the two of them.

The main reason is that I can't understand it.

The sky is gradually getting brighter, and the farmers always get up early, and the village is starting to wake up.

When a peasant woman passed by, she greeted the proprietress, and the two chatted with each other. The volume of their voices was not small, which served as an aftertaste for the meal.

Shao Riwan found it interesting to hear the stories of these parents, and said, "This is a good day."

"Naturally," Wei Changze said with a smile, "Fang Tian's wife is by my side. This is a wonderful day."

Surprised, Shao Riwan glanced at Wei Changze.

No useful information was found during this meal, so the three of them headed south directly.

"Every step counts," Wei Changze said.

When leaving the village, Shao Riwan glanced back subconsciously, always thinking that this is really a good place, not Zhong Lingjunxiu, but also suitable for living.

The tossing and tossing along the way was indeed exhausting. Fang Sheng had already fallen asleep on Wei Changze's back when it was almost noon. Ha Lazi slapped him on the shoulder, and only then did he see the city gate.

Shao Riwan raised his head and read softly: "Ningcheng."

Wei Changze: "I've never heard of it."

He didn't have any, let alone Shao Riwan.

Shao Riwan said: "A lot of guards, have you seen them?"

"Martial law," Wei Changze said casually, "I'm afraid that something happened, or it may be that a leader from above came to Weifu for a private visit."

Shao Riwan didn't think there was anything at all, but suddenly saw a portrait posted on the city wall, was taken aback for a moment, and said, "I know why."

Wei Changze asked indifferently, "Why?"

Shao Riwan pointed to the portrait and said, "The Qingming Mountain incident has become serious."

Wei Changze glanced in the direction he pointed, and suddenly said, "The devil's name is Wu Feng?"

Shao Riwan couldn't laugh or cry: "You don't know?"

"How would I know," Wei Changze said, "It's been so many years, I've forgotten it long ago."

This is true, he has been wearing it for many years, and he has almost forgotten what should be forgotten.

The guards at the city gate were equivalent to the city management, and they made an interrogation with a vicious voice. Shao Riwan replied in a good temper, but Fang Sheng woke up from fright, and stared at everyone with wide eyes.

The guard asked, "Who is this child to you?"

Wei Changze said, "My son."

The guard glanced at Wei Changze up and down, quite disbelieving, and asked Fang Sheng, "Is he your father?"

Fang Sheng woke up with an extra father, gritted his teeth and admitted, and shouted, "Father, what's the matter?"

"Nothing," Wei Changze said frankly, extremely shamelessly, "Go to sleep."

The point is that Fang Sheng is no longer young, and his stature is already that of a teenager. Wei Changze himself has just grown up, so he is really too shameless.

Shao Riwan said, "Can we go in now?"

The guard said: "Take care of your sword, it's you people who have caused such chaos in the world."

Shao Riwan smiled and took the blame.

Entering the city was a different scene, the bustling people were so lively, the three of them found an inn to stay temporarily, Shao Riwan spread his pen and ink, but hesitated.

Wei Changze said, "Writing a family letter to report is safe?"

Shao Riwan glanced at Fang Sheng, saw that he hadn't noticed the movement here, and whispered: "I don't know how to imitate the handwriting of this body."

"Simple," Wei Changze said, "You said your hand was injured, just find someone to write."

Shao Riwan thought about it for a while, so he took a pen and wrote a few simple sentences, saying that everything was safe and he would go home soon.

Wei Changze said, "How is your injury?"

"It's okay," Shao Riwan said casually, "Skin wounds."

"It's the flesh that hurts," Wei Changze said with a smile, "It's time to change the dressing."

Shao Riwan took off his upper body clothes and asked him to apply medicine to himself. At this time, Wei Changze became more serious and stopped messing around. He lowered his eyelids and his hands were extremely gentle.

His appearance is really tough and handsome, but it just makes him pretend to be a gangster. Once he becomes serious, it has the meaning of a tough man and tenderness.

The city is lively, and there is constant noise downstairs.

Shao Riwan said casually: "We should go down."

"Why bother," Wei Changze smiled, "If you want to know the answer, just stop someone and ask."

Shao Riwan said: "It's not what you said, you can't listen to one-sided words?"

"I'm just afraid that you will suffer in the future," Wei Changze said with a smile, "If you follow me, it will be different, and I will do these things, so there is no need for you to do it yourself."

Shao Riwan paused suddenly, and said, "You..."

Wei Changze stood up straight away and said, "I'll go out, lock the doors and windows, and come back in the evening."

Shao Riwan stood up subconsciously, watched him go out, and closed the door behind him.

The street was crowded with people, maybe some kind of temple fair was held, and there were some flower umbrellas and incense candles on the bluestone steps. It looked lively and festive, and the sky was not very cold, but it was a good day.

In the corner was a tattered blanket, on which a beggar nestled, and a broken bowl was placed at his feet.

A pair of black boots appeared in front of his eyes. He looked along, and when he saw the sword on his waist, he suddenly didn't dare to look any more, and lowered his head.

Wei Changze knelt down and said, "Brother, help me."

The beggar went back and shook his head.

With a crisp sound of 'ding', a piece of broken silver fell into the broken bowl, and the beggar moved.

Wei Changze said, "I'll ask you something."

The beggar glanced at him and said, "Which one?"

Wei Changze said, "Tianjimen."

The beggar glanced at him up and down: "You are a sword cultivator, I won't tell you."

"It's not my choice," Wei Changze said, "I don't belong to any sect, but I just want to join in the fun."

The beggar looked at him suspiciously.

"You're so wary," Wei Changze laughed, and threw another piece of broken silver into the bowl, "Is this all right?"

The beggar weighed the bowl and said, "It's just a bunch of mad dogs biting me. You are right to ask me. I know nothing better."

"Zangmingshan is a rising star. He has no foundation and no pillars. Xiang Genhong was also a stubborn stubble before. It was rumored that he was a killer. He was born with martial arts. He offended many people. It was because there were no one left. The so-called big tree attracts the wind. I thought it was not a good thing at the time. Look, is something wrong? I am not bragging, Xiang Genhong does not have the ability to kill Huijing, that old woman is the third level of Yuanying, if you want People who transform into gods, this is nothing more than going down the slope and trying to level the famous Tibetan mountain."

The little beggar, told the affairs of Jianghu like a treasure.

Wei Changze smiled and said, "Thank you."

The beggar nestled back again, yawned and said, "You know what to do, no one has more leisure than us."

"One of the grassroots," the beggar continued, "I will help no one."

Wei Changze thought for a while, then suddenly said, "Then do you know about Qingming Mountain?"

The beggar said: "Crazy Wu Feng slaughtered eighty people from Qingming Mountain, and killed a younger brother in it. This grievance will be repaid, and it will be over for a while."

Wei Changze said, "Who is he reporting to?"

The beggar said: "Whoever is still alive will look for him."

Wei Changze smiled, got up and left.

When I came here, I felt that the street was too chaotic and annoying, but when I left, I was full of footsteps. It was novel to see the beautiful things on the street.

He was stopped by a woman and said, "Don't you take a look?"

Wei Changze found it interesting, so he said, "Something." Having said that, he glanced at the stall.

Generally, half of the men who can be stopped have families or women they like. The woman picked up the beads and said, "Are you satisfied with this look? It's time to make the one in the family happy."

Wei Changze didn't have a wife at home, so when he saw a big brother and a little boy waiting, he held out his hand and refused, saying, "Bring me that sword tassel to have a look."

Come out for a trip, it's not easy to return empty-handed.

Shao Riwan had nothing to do, and always felt anxious, so he went downstairs and asked someone to be a messenger, sat at the table drinking a cup of tea, and occasionally glanced outside the door.

After waiting for about two hours, Wei Changze stepped in with a calm expression on his face, and went upstairs without raising his eyes.

Shao Riwan called him, and he turned around, and walked over after being stunned for a moment, and said, "Why are you here, didn't you stay in the room?"

Shao Riwan said: "Come down to deliver a letter, good day today."

"It's pretty good," Wei Changze agreed, and handed him a paper bag casually, "Here."

Shao Riwan glanced at him, and asked while tearing it apart, "What is this?"

Wei Changze poured a cup of tea, took a sip and didn't speak.

It's a black jade sword pendant, engraved in the shape of a unicorn, with red threads hanging on it, it's also magnificent and beautiful.

Shao Riwan asked, "Give it to me."

Wei Changze said: "There seems to be some kind of festival in this street, it's time to ask for a lottery."

"Looks good." Shao Riwan said, took the sword and hung it up.

Wei Changze said: "Don't tell that little guy, it's not for him."