The uncle who cultivated the truth in the end of the world was victorious

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A said in pain: "I drank too much yesterday, one couldn't hold back and gave my brother to that."

b took pleasure in others' misfortune: "Oh, I'm actually not very discriminating against homosexuals."

A said: "I have been secretly in love with him for a long time, and I am afraid that he will not forgive me."

B laughed and patted his shoulders: "Since you are a brother, I will definitely forgive you! How about it, it is said that the one below will be very painful?"

A was silent for a second, looked at b: "You...you don't feel any discomfort in your body now, do you?"

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Wang Shan and Yan Zhen returned to the caravan, Wang Shan looked around, saw that no one was paying attention, so he put a blindfold in the car, so that people outside could not see clearly inside the caravan.Even so, Wang Shan did not dare to be careless.Now, since the monk has some connections with Master Yanzhi and can barely be regarded as a monk, it doesn't matter if he knows some things.Wang Shan scooped up the solar energy converter from Youranju, steamed the rice with a rice cooker, and did not cook any vegetables. Instead, he ate with pickled vegetables and Yan Zhiyanzhen.

Wang Shan broke the sweet potato scooped up from the construction site in half and handed it to Yan Zhi.Yan Zhi scooped it up and took a look, and asked, "Sweet potato?" Then he took a bite out of it with chopsticks, put it in his mouth, chewed it, and said, "It doesn't taste good." Wang Shan didn't expect much food from the construction site It was delicious, but he was a little disappointed that the steamed sweet potatoes, which were supposed to be sweet and soft, had no taste at all.He said to Yan Zhi: "It's really not delicious. You eat more rice, it's very fragrant." I don't know if it's because the food produced in Youranju has been eating all the time recently. Wang Shan feels more and more that the outside world is growing. The vegetables and fruits are tasteless to the extreme.

Yanzhen sat on the other side of the table, did not eat the rice that Wang Shan served him, but silently ate the sweet potato and the small piece of steamed bun in his hand.Seeing that he didn't eat rice, Wang Shan asked him with some doubts: "Master Yanzhen, why don't you eat rice? Isn't it delicious?" It's delicious. Does Yanzhen not like rice?

After Yanzhen swallowed the sweet potato in his mouth completely, he regained his composure before saying: "Of course not. When the poor monk ate it before, he thought the rice was sweet and delicious, and it could be called a delicacy. I have some food to satisfy my hunger, I just don't want to waste food, and..." His voice gradually sank, he turned his head to look out the window, and stopped talking.

Wang Shan followed his gaze, and not far away was a temporary residence built by a family. There was only one man and two children in this family, and the children were all about seven or eight years old.That man, Wang Shan, had some impression that he was the one who worked with him on the construction site before.Those workers who do not need to pay tolls and rely on the construction site to survive receive more food than Wang Shan and Yan Zhen.Two steamed buns and two pieces of sweet potatoes are given out for each meal, but the sweet potatoes and steamed buns distributed on the construction site are not too big anyway, barely enough for adults.

The man gave each of the two children a steamed bun in his arms, then broke off a piece of sweet potato and shared it with the two children, and he only ate the remaining piece of sweet potato.The two children must also be very hungry, and the younger one scooped up something to eat and couldn't wait to stuff it into his mouth.The other one was much more sensible. Seeing that the man had only eaten a piece of sweet potato, he looked at the food in his hand, bit his lower lip, and handed back the steamed bun in his hand, saying, "Dad, I'm not hungry. You can eat it." Steamed buns." The man naturally understands the child's filial piety, and he couldn't help but feel a little sore in his eyes. Thinking back, how did these two children suffer so much, and they usually had to be coaxed by their grandparents to eat, but now... He pretended to be the same as usual, smiled and touched the messy yellow hair of the child in front of him due to malnutrition, and said, "Hey baby, you can eat. Dad has already eaten when he was working today. The food is delicious." I’m full, and there’s fried pork with cabbage.” The younger one had already finished his food and was staring at the rest of the food. Hearing what the man said, he raised his head excitedly and shouted at the man: "Dad, I want to eat fried pork with cabbage too!" The man smiled and said, "Okay, next time Dad will bring it for you."

The child named Beibei couldn't tell the truth from the adult's words, so he said "Oh", and ate the food in his hand very happily, as if he was eating the most delicious food in the world.When the man saw it, he couldn't help but feel sore again, he lowered his head and ate the sweet potato in his hand as if to cover up.

At this time, Wang Shan, who witnessed this scene in the RV, felt a little uncomfortable. He put down his chopsticks, frowned and did not speak.Seeing that Wang Shan's expression was a little off, Yan Zhi also looked out of the window, where people built small sheds for their own rest, and couldn't see anything, so he had to ask him, "What's the matter, what happened outside?" The distance between them and the car was not too close, so with Wang Shan's eyesight and hearing, he could easily see every move that happened there, but it was a bit reluctant for Yan Zhi.

Wang Shan said to Yan Zhi: "It's nothing, it's just a little uncomfortable. I can eat enough when everyone can't eat enough, and I always feel a little guilty." , he looked at Yanzhen, and found that the expressions of both of them were troubled and remorseful, so he said: "Don't think about it for now, let's talk about it after dinner." Seeing that neither of them responded, he frowned , Said: "Yanzhen, if you hadn't met us, I'm afraid you would have starved to death. At this time, everyone can't eat enough." After hearing this, Yanzhen was silent for a while, sighed, and said: " The poor monk is really powerless." Yan Zhi then said: "Ah Shan, don't think too much, some things cannot be achieved with your own strength alone." Yan Zhi saw that the two were still a little depressed, so he said: "Do you want I understand helping people, but we are not gods after all, so how to help should be combined.” Seeing that Wang Shan and Yanzhen looked up at themselves because of what they just said, they smiled, picked up their rice bowls, and said, “Let’s eat first. , let’s talk after eating.”

After the meal, Yanzhi took out a book from Youranju and handed it to Yanzhen, saying, "Although you have mana now, you don't know how to use it, do you?" Yanzhen took the book, opened it and read it , asked in surprise: "Is it a Buddhist scripture?" At this time Yan Zhi was drinking water from a cup, shook his head when he heard it, thought for a while and nodded, waited for the water in his mouth to go down, and then said: "That's right." , to be precise, it is a technique suitable for you Buddhists to practice."

After hearing this, Yanzhen flipped through it happily, and suddenly handed back the book in his hand, saying: "Amitabha, this thing is really precious, and the poor monk must never accept it." A family heirloom of a sect, this practice method must be much more precious than martial arts cheats. I really shouldn't accept it. I can't repay the previous life-saving grace. Now I have to accept such a big benefit out of thin air. what people pursue.

Yan Zhi could see that Yan Zhen really needed this practice book, so he said to Yan Zhen: "Yan Zhen, if you don't practice, how can you make good use of your free mana?" See Yan Zhen Unmoved, he went on to say: "Didn't you say that your lifelong wish is to hope for peace in the world and for the people to live and work in peace and contentment? I think you are just talking!" After hearing this, Yanzhen was a little shocked, and he looked up at Yanzhi , I only heard him go on to say: "You can't even protect yourself now. If we hadn't saved you last time, I'm afraid you would have died. Now you have no food and no rights. Why do you talk about the world? I think you are still Honestly, go back to your own temple to burn incense and worship Buddha." Yan Zhi's words were extremely blunt, but Wang Shan knew that he was using the aggressive method, so he looked at Yan Zhen with some worries, but he must not Don't be a pedantic monk who accepts death.

After Yan Zhen heard Yan Zhi's words, he was silent and didn't speak, then he silently put away the practice exercises in his hands, and said: "Thank you, benefactor, I understand your painstaking efforts to comfort the poor monk, you are right, now Now the poor monk really has nothing but himself. The poor monk is willing to work hard to cultivate, whether he can protect himself or protect the two benefactors. It has been said in ancient times that monks do not care about childbirth, and the poor monk is willing to prove himself. One day, the poor monk The monk's wish will come true."

Wang Shan nodded with a smile, and said, "Yes, it is best for everyone to have self-cultivation. In times of crisis, no one can take care of others. Being able to protect oneself is the greatest help to others." Zhi was very happy to see that Yanzhen accepted the cultivation method, and he thought it was Master Ju who repaid his favor, but when he heard what Wang Shan said, he couldn't help looking at Wang Shan in a daze.

Wang Shan noticed Yan Zhi's gaze, turned his head, and asked him: "What's the matter, Yan Zhi?" He touched his face with his hands and asked, "Is there something dirty on your face?" Turning his head away, then turning back, he stretched out a hand to touch Wang Shan's face, wiped it lightly, and said, "Well, here's a grain of rice." Yan Zhi suddenly said, "Ah Shan..." Wang Shan Looking at Yan Zhi, seeing that he stopped talking, he couldn't help but ask him: "What's wrong? What do you want to say?" Yan Zhi turned his face and looked out the window with complicated eyes, but his voice was extremely normal, and said, "I... Did you give Rarity and the others something to eat in your leisurely residence?" Actually, what he wanted to say at first was: I don't have any cultivation now, if one day I can only choose between saving myself and me, what will you do? Ah Shan?

After hearing this, Wang Shan smiled proudly and said, "Of course,