I walk the career line in dog blood

Not long after leaving the rice field, An Yinong was stopped halfway.

"This benefactor, I see that you are full of Yin Qi, is there any inconvenience at home?"

"Ok?"

Holding the umbrella, he saw a young monk wearing a bamboo hat and patchwork robe.There is a breeze and a bright moon between the monk's brows, and there is a kind of refinedness of a monk.

monk?Shady?

"No inconvenience." He replied with a smile.

But there was no smile on the monk's face. He looked at An Yinong as if he saw through everything: "Benefactor, people and ghosts have different paths. You are not the same way. Forcibly kneading together will only harm others and yourself."

Different ways for humans and ghosts?You mean Gu Zhengzhong?

"I don't quite understand the mage's words." An Yinong smiled, "I ask myself to act openly, looking up to the sky, and bowing to the ground. Could it be that I made friends with other living beings and worshiped him as a master, is it some kind of treasonous mistake?"

The monk didn't expect An Yinong to be so straightforward, and he didn't regard making friends with other people as something weird in his words. The monk wondered: Does he not understand, or is his heart too big?That's a monster!

"Did the benefactor often suffer from headaches, brain fever and back chills all these years?"

An Yinong nodded, he is not in good health, but these minor ailments come and go quickly, and have no effect on life.

Seeing him nodding, the monk advised again: "It's all because of your close relationship with evil spirits. There is nothing wrong with making friends with other creatures, it's just too much. If you continue, you will lose your lifespan."

An Yinong bowed his head in silence for 2 minutes, then raised his head: "How many years can the mage calculate that I can live?"

"No."

"So, the mage can understand the future and avoid all disasters?"

"No, but..."

The monk wanted to say more, An Yinong raised his hand.

"I love to read all night, is this a loss of life? I'm tired and sedentary, this is a loss of life? I like sweets and eat too much, this is a loss of life? ...they all lose their lifespan, since there are so many things that lose their lifespan, what is the difference between one more and one less?"

"Amitabha, demons are like wolves, tigers and leopards to people. It is difficult to accommodate them in a room. Why should the donor be obsessed with obsession?" The monk folded his hands and looked compassionately.

An Yinong smiled, looking very calm.

In his previous life, he had seen many interactions between ferocious beasts and humans, and also witnessed countless creatures being persecuted to extinction by humans. An Yinong's heart was not happy.

"Nine out of ten unsatisfactory things in the world, it is a rare joy for me to make friends with him. This thing does not violate ethics, does not violate moral laws and etiquette, does not harm others, and does not have a negative impact on social order.

"Master, you are a monk if your six senses are clean, so why are you obsessed with this?"

The listening system cupped its face: "Wow! I didn't expect the host to have such sincere feelings for Gu Zhengzhong!" Is this the host it knows?

"Don't think too much about it. I just hate being coerced and manipulated by others, especially when they come up with righteousness. Unless he presents evidence that Gu Zhengzhong is heinous and anti-human, he won't be able to convince me."

The monk wanted to say more, but An Yinong spoke first: "There is a saying in my hometown, 'Tomorrow and accidents, you don't know who will knock the door first', so, thank you Master for your kindness, I know what I am doing."

The monk let out a long sigh, and stopped talking with his eyelids half-closed. He didn't know whether he was respecting An Yinong's personal wishes or had other plans.

"Speaking of which, the mage is waiting for me here on purpose?"

"Yes, the poor monk has been here for several days."

Understood, it was because Gu Zhengzhong was not at home that he came here.An Yinong always felt that his childhood was peaceful, and it turned out that someone stopped him.

"Master has worked so hard to make this trip, but everyone has his own way, and we will meet again by fate."

An Yinong took the umbrella and left. He said to the system in his heart: "Xiao Qi, do you think this conversation looks like Xu Xian and Fa Hai?"

The system was silent, and he couldn't find traces of 'Xu Xian' from the host.

"Hey, it sounds like we have some shady affair. How can the great monk be so vulgar when he looks so glamorous? It's just a man and a woman. Two men can't have a pure friendship?

"Taking a step back, it's really impure. That's your preference and I'd rather not be involved in crimes. You have to allow niche things to exist in this world."

After this incident broke out, An Yinong lost his mind to wander around. He returned home and looked sideways at the golden stove covered with a layer of incense ash.

It was still dark when Gu Zhengzhong came back.He was originally covered in blood, but as soon as he got close to the bamboo house, he put away his anger, straightened his clothes, and walked into the house with a smile.

"You're back?" An Yinong, who was cleaning the tea set, looked back and smiled.

Familiar house, familiar person, Gu Zhengzhong suddenly felt that all the things that others don't understand have meaning, this is his home, this person is his home.

"I brought your favorite snacks."

"Just right, I made a pot of tea."

Half a month later, An Yinong packed his luggage and carriage, and was about to leave for the county school.He invited the respected old people in the village to come over. One was the patriarch of the three surnames in the village, the other was the village head of the village, and the third was the third mother-in-law who taught the girls in the village to raise silkworms.

The rest of the villagers didn't know what he was going to do, so they followed him out of curiosity.

There, Uncle He's family was already cutting rice, threshing rice and fishing for fish.

"I have been raising fish in the field for two years. Last year, the elders asked about it. I just said to try it for another year. Look, this is the result of the second year."

An Yinong asked them to see the rice and fish grown in their fields.

Compared with the rice produced in other nearby paddy fields, the grains of his rice are obviously fuller.There are even more fish, and one mu can catch hundreds of catties, and the fish are so fat that they are no worse than those raised in that pond.

The villagers are illiterate and cannot count, but they have a scale in their hearts.For the same one-acre field, the rice in An Yinong's paddy field was at least ten catties more than others, and he even raised fish in a one-acre pond at the same time.

Don't underestimate the tens of catties of grain and hundreds of catties of fish. One mu is more than ten catties, and ten mu is more than a hundred catties. It will add up to a lot of money over time.

As long as there are paddy fields at home, almost everyone is moved.

"I raise the fish in the paddy fields like pond fish. They are caught and released in rotation, and they can be eaten all year round. The fish eat weeds and insects in the water. If this is not enough, I chop some fish and grass, and fish and insects. The silkworm excrement was mixed and sprinkled into the field.

"Fish eat these and excrete feces, which can also fertilize the fields, so the rice grows well."

An Yinong walked slowly on the ridge of the field, where fishes appeared one after another, like welcoming a king.He walked all the way to the end of the field ridge, and the warm sunshine shone on him, making him blurry.

"This method is 'deep water field fish farming', I want to teach you, do you have any ideas?"

a few days later.

An Yinong was about to leave Sanjin Village and went to study in the county. His car was full of gifts from the villagers, including home-made pickles and sauerkraut, home-dried dried fish, home-grown fruits, and Homegrown vegetables and lots of eggs.

The villagers also sent him all the way to the intersection of the main road.

An Yinong lifted the bamboo curtain of the carriage to bid farewell to everyone, and the people who saw him off stood there in darkness.

Most of Sanjin Village has deep water fields, and they don’t dry up after harvesting rice in winter. An Yinong said that it can also be raised in winter.

In fact, An Yinong had already written all the methods summarized in the past two years into booklets and presented them to the village, who were taught by the literate people in the village.But the villagers still prefer to ask him and listen to him explain the steps carefully.

This time he was leaving, and the villagers from several villages who had been favored by him came to see him off.Although it was the slack season, it was rare for so many people to give him a ride spontaneously. An Yinong got in and out of the car and said goodbye three times before the car got on the right track.

Gu Zhengzhong leaned lazily on the soft pillow, half of his face was covered by the fan.His eyes turned deep red, and when he looked at An Yinong again, he saw a faint golden rim.

An Yinong felt this gaze, thinking that Gu Zhengzhong was uncomfortable under the sun, he reached out and put down the bamboo curtain on the carriage, and leaned over, the golden light also spread to Gu Zhengzhong's body, bringing a long-lost warmth .

"A virtuous person, a person who does good deeds, his kindness can protect those close to him." Gu Zhengzhong thought of this sentence, and the corners of his lips under the fan curled up.

But when he looked down and saw a cloud of black mist around him, Gu Zhengzhong's smile faded again.

Five years ago, he chose to follow it just because he found it interesting. At that time, Gu Zhengzhong thought that he would feel bored and leave after watching it for a few days or ten days.Unexpectedly, he stayed here for five years.

He has always been restrained, and this is the first time in more than 200 years that he has indulged himself.

There are so many vulgar and ignorant people in the world, even if there are some who are not vulgar and ignorant, they will not treat ghosts and monsters as equals.A person like An Yinong was the one he had been looking for for more than 200 years.

It was also because of his heart that Gu Zhengzhong's mood began to become complicated.

For more than 200 years, I have never heard that ghosts and people can have a good end. It seems that they are always attracting each other and hurting each other.

"Woo—" the coachman pulled the reins and stopped the horse, the carriage was also shaken, and the coachman's reprimand sounded from outside, "Monk, why did you stop in the middle of the road? I almost hit you."

"Amitabha, the poor monk came here because he had something to say to Lord Tian."

Is it the former monk?Just as An Yinong was about to make a move, Gu Zhengzhong stopped him: "Let me tell him that we are old friends."

An Yinongxin said that Gu Zhengzhong probably didn't know that he had seen a monk, and he was persuaded to be "congliang": "Is it okay? He is a monk."

"This monk can be regarded as a righteous person. I didn't kill people at will to create karma, so I won't conflict with him."

An Yinong nodded in agreement, and Gu Zhengzhong left with the monk.

"Why did this monk come to call my boss for no reason, but left by himself?" The coachman was puzzled when he saw the monk leaving alone.

"Uncle Zhong, let's rest by the road for a while."

"Yes."

After waiting at the same spot for less than 5 minutes, Gu Zhengzhong came back with a look of worry on his brows, not knowing what the monk said.

"Uncle Zhong, enough rest, let's go."

The carriage continued to stagger forward, An Yinong leaned on the soft pillow and closed his eyes to rest his mind.He didn't ask what they said, and he didn't show curiosity.

Gu Zhengzhong knew that he had this personality, and some people might think that he was too indifferent, but Gu Zhengzhong thought it was a kind of trust.

The monk told him a lot, but Gu Zhengzhong didn't care about the others, except for two things, which he listened to.

"His Royal Highness had negative horoscopes during his lifetime, and even with the protection of a mage, he would not live to be thirty. Later, His Highness died for the country with hatred at 28. After his death, his body was burned and buried in a place where life was cut off. By mistake, he absorbed evil spirits and became what he is today. Therefore, the evil spirit on His Highness is beyond the tolerance of ordinary people.

"You can still make up for the loss with Tiancaidibao now, but the two will become more involved in the future. I'm afraid that person will die young, even if you take the elixir, it won't help."

The monk clasped his hands together and clarified the stakes: "The reason why the benefactor is fine now is because he has done good deeds and accumulated good fortune for his neighbors, so he can resist the impact of evil spirits.

"However, if His Royal Highness has a closer relationship with him, it will not only damage his body, but also damage the fate of his descendants. I will be riddled with diseases, cut off descendants, and have no successors. Is this what Your Highness wants to see?"

Gu Zhengzhong knows that the ghost energy that escapes from him is harm to human beings, so he often seeks out spiritual creatures from heaven and earth to feed them.And An Yinong himself is also a virtuous person, so there is no influence at present.

He just didn't expect that if he wanted to go further, he would damage the fate of his descendants.

"Being riddled with all kinds of diseases, you will lose your children and grandchildren..." Gu Zhengzhong silently recited the words that seemed to be cursed, and then looked at An Yinong, "How can I let him suffer this kind of suffering?"