Mr. Jin nodded, took out the bones soaked in dense acid liquid in his hand, looked at the remaining bones in his hand, and said calmly: "Humans are the most complicated things. Who can see through people? They have long become Buddhas and become immortals. Zhang Gendi seems to be timid and cowardly, and is afraid of anything, but who could have expected that he is actually greedy and cunning, and will push people into a deep pit for a little money?"

When talking about the darkness of human nature, this old man who was already in his seventies did not show any sighs. After studying the human body for most of his life, the old man has read all the warmth and coldness of human nature. Human nature is complicated and seeing too many things, it is difficult to feel anything in general.

Unlike Mr. Jin, Du Hecai has not been in contact with these for a long time. Even if he convinces himself again, it will be difficult to have no effect. Du He took a deep breath, suppressed the complexity in his heart, and said calmly in his eyes, "But I am a little confused."

"Oh? Let's talk about it, maybe my old man who is useless except experience will give you some useful advice."

Mr. Jin put the bones into the Petri dish, covered them, and looked at Du He with a smile.

Du He pondered for a moment and said slowly, "Whether it is Ghost Hand Liuzi dragging me into the gambling game and trying to get me deep into it, Zhang Gendi bribed Ghost Hand Liuzi to trap me, or those prisoners, guards, and turned their faces over after getting my favor, these are human nature. The world is bustling and prosperous, and they harm the innocent me for the sake of benefit. These are all human nature."

Mr. Jin pulled out another hospital bed, lay down, closed his eyes and listened. After a while, he said, "That's right, it's all human nature. So what doubts do you have?"

Du He frowned, stared at the deep black cracks on the ceiling, and said in a daze: "Everyone faces me either good or bad, there is only one side. What I can't figure out is why is there anyone who helps you while trying to harm you?"

Master Jin slowly opened his eyes, and there seemed to be something Du He couldn't understand on his wrinkled face.

Du He wiped the tears from his face, "What I never expected was that you would be behind him." After saying this, Du He was already in tears.

This young man who has just entered the adult world knows that there are good people and bad people in the world, and he also believes in exchanging sincerity for sincerity. However, he never thought that the good people around him who have sincerely communicated with ideal predecessors will have another side that makes him completely unfamiliar.

Mr. Jin closed his eyelids, and no one could know the emotions flashing in his eyes. He calmly knocked on the tobacco pipe pot, and Mr. Jin spoke indifferently: "How do you see through me?"

Du He closed his eyes and could hardly control his tone: "I don't believe that Zhang Gendi has the courage to take Rilke's money, so after beating him, I hypnotized him."

Du He took out a copper plate in his pocket and smiled mockingly, "I asked everyone around me who knew the name, but I didn't mention you, but when someone mentioned sending him to Master Jin, Zhang Gendi nodded."

"Old He is guiding you." Mr. Jin sat cross-legged, took a little tobacco leaf out of his pocket, and smiled and said, "You are a young man, how could you think that Rilke's strength would be mixed with the person who cheated you."

Du He suddenly clenched his fists and hit the bed board, shouting: "I never thought it would be you! Why?! Why am I sorry for you?"

"There are so many reasons in the world. What you can say with your mouth cannot be trusted. What you see yourself is the real..."

Speaking of this, Master Jin grinned, slowly compacted his cigarette pouch, and replied to the question that he was not asking: "Young Master, you have learned a good craft. I thought I would take this into the coffin."

Du He was full of absurdity.

It also breeds anger.

At this point, Master Jin not only did not show any emotion, but instead praised Du He. Du He felt a deep contempt. He understood that Master Jin did not take him seriously at all.

The scene where Mr. Jin brought him home is still vivid in my mind. In a blink of an eye, I learned from a speculator that it was the same person. He used to spend money to buy him to fall into trouble at a place separated by a wall, which was the most cruel.

Which is true and which is false?

Du He can't tell the difference.

He wants to make his last effort.

Du He sniffed and looked at the copper plate in his hand. His index fingers overlapped with his thumbs, and a loud sound of crispness was bounced into the air.

As the copper plate fell, Jin Ye raised his arm lightly, and the tobacco pipe in his hand made a nice collision sound with the copper plate in the air. After the tobacco pipe was retracted, the copper plate also drew a trace and was firmly held in his hand by Du He.

"The young man is old, and he has many secrets in his belly. It is best to rot in his belly and not ask him to bask in the slightest sun."

Master Jin slowly got out of bed, lit a cigarette, and walked to the compartment with his hands behind his back. His slow movements made Du He unimaginable that the one who took the sharp and quick action just now was the old man in his seventies in front of him.

Mr. Jin was discovered by Du He, but Du He fell into deeper confusion.

He had countless opportunities to kill Du He silently, but Master Jin did not. He could also choose to show up with Du He or silence him after being seen through. However, Master Jin just slapped Du He's copper plate away, even as if the plot against Du He had never happened.

Even after a while, the fragrance came, and Master Jin brought a pot of steaming soup again and placed it in front of Du He, and then left.

Du He angrily grabbed his hair in a mess, pulled a bed of broken cotton wool, and covered himself tightly.

I don't know how long it took, just when Du He was in a daze, a furry thing passed through his hand in the quilt, finally arched his arm and shrank there, bringing a sense of warmth.

"Brother Ah, get up and have dinner."

A small timid voice sounded in Du He's ears, and the voice was full of entanglement.

It seemed that he was afraid that Du He would wake up, and he was afraid that Du He would be hungry. He was in a dilemma and tried his best to speak in a low voice.

Du He subconsciously touched the furry head in his arms and said vaguely: "Be good Nanfeng, brother will get up soon..." After a pause, Du He suddenly opened his eyes and looked down at Nanfeng's bright eyes looking at him half a meter away from him.

"Brother Ah, you're awake!" Seeing Du He woke up, Nan Feng shouted in surprise, pounced on Du He's neck, and hugged Du He and rubbed him.

Du He was a little itchy, touched Nanfeng's head with a smile, and patted her back comfortably, "Is Uncle Hai here?"

Nanfeng nodded and said dullly: "They are talking in the room next door, not asking children to listen... I am fourteen and still young!"

Du He whispered, and coaxed with a muffled smile: "It's not too young, it's not too young, I can get married in two years."

Nanfeng grabbed Du He's clothes and shook his head desperately, "No, no, no, no, there is no good thing for men, Sister A Ling said! I want my brother!"

Du He hesitated, "But my brother is also a man."

Nan Feng was angry that Du He's face turned red, put his hands on his hips, looked at Du He, and pouted, "Then let's marry my brother!"
Chapter completed!