Mr. Wu touched the tea cup and asked in confusion: "Why is this? Although I am only fourth on the Tian list, except for Qianqiu Weibei Duan Zhi Ge, who is No. 1 on the Tian list, and I am not on par with me, I am second and third on the Tian list.

None of them are my match."

Wang Quan did not continue the topic just now, but asked with a smile: "The reason why senior is fourth on the Heavenly List, is it because he feels that being among the top three on the Heavenly Ranking is too tiring?"

Wu's old friend couldn't stop laughing when he heard this.

He became increasingly satisfied with Wang Quan.

"Yes, it's too tiring to be number one in the world. They have to stick to the name of number one every day. The second and third parties are pursuing the false name of number one year after year. They live too tiringly.

"It's good to be fourth in the world. You don't have to be so tired, and you have a reputation in the world. I run an inn, accept friends from all over the world, and listen to them tell stories from all over the world. Wouldn't it be nice?"

Wang Quan remained calm and glanced at the others, "Then these seniors must be more than just ordinary people."

The monk who just opened the door smiled and said: "These days, no one can cultivate to the innate level without a good background. We are just tired of fighting in the rivers and lakes, so we chose to settle in Yuhang Town.

"When I was busy, I was forging iron while you sold pork and he opened an inn. When I was free, I drank tea and admired the moon. I lived the rest of my life in vain."

Wang Quan looked up at the moonlight in the night sky and said leisurely: "I observed it when I came here. The area around this courtyard is quite dilapidated. I guess there are poor people all around. Since you are innate and destined to be extraordinary people, have you ever thought of helping me?"

"Everyone has his or her own destiny. How can he help for a lifetime?" The Taoist priest Gao Guan sighed, "It's not like I haven't helped the poor Taoist and others, but the common people in Shengdou only have eyes for the present and no foresight. Even if they have no foresight.

If you give them money, they will just spend it carelessly. After half a year, they will be lazy, or they will continue to do hard work. In this way, they will have no chance."

Everyone thinks so.

But Wang Quan felt cold.

They only see the swords, swords, snow, moon, wind and flowers in the rivers and lakes. Even if they lower their heads and look at the people at their feet, they just treat them like pigeons and abandon them like worn-out shoes.

But if you don’t tell people how to live a good life, how can they understand?

They are just like all the living beings in Wang Quan's world, they are very tired just from living.

Dream? You don’t know where your meal will be tomorrow, but you still talk about dreams?

But I don't blame them. Seeing as they don't oppose the Three Rankings of Heaven, Earth and Humanity, they are just oppressed people.

It's not their fault that the world is like this.

Moreover, they are also vested interests.

Wang Quan raised his cold tea in toast and drank it in one gulp.

When the tea is cold, the heart becomes colder.

But the blood is hot.

Since the ways are different, they cannot conspire with each other.

He stood up, clasped his fists in his hands and saluted, "It's not enough to say anything. Seniors, please take your leave."

After that, he turned around and walked away without stopping at all.

Even if these people are all people with names on the heavenly list, he doesn't care.

Several experts were stunned.

However, no one cared about Wang Quan's rudeness, and no one stopped him.

After Wang Quan left, the Taoist shook his head and laughed, "In the end, the poor Taoist became a bad person?"

"He is still young and his blood is not yet cold." Wu Wu said leisurely, holding up the teacup, "Does this situation seem familiar? We were not the same way back then."

This is one of the reasons why he likes Wang Quan.

Wang Quan's natural talent is naturally unique, but what he asked Liu Xingyu in the inn a few hours ago was what really touched him and made him protect her again after twenty years.

he.

He saw the shadow of his youth.

Everyone was silent.

Were they not like this in the beginning?

Who kowtowed before the Buddha and swore not to return to the human world and not to return to the mountain?

Who asked why the Dao was ruthless and didn't care about the life and death of mortals?

Who was weeping and shouting angrily in front of the Confucian monument and breaking up with his teachers and classmates?

Who in the court could throw away his sleeves and leave with just one word of advice?

They all come from wealthy families, and there are even descendants of the Holy Land.

They also had their youth.

They also thought about doing something.

But this arena is too heavy.

It was so severe that even though they had learned to follow nature, they still couldn't resist.

Teach people martial arts?

To change the world from the court?

Tried them all, to no avail.

Can you conquer the world by yourself?

Even if we don't have the honor of joining forces with innate masters at all, there is still a 30% chance.

Then what?

The rules of the world that have existed for thousands of years have been deeply rooted in the bones of all living beings. Can they make people stand up? Can they make a person's heart stand up?

So I was disheartened, drank tea and admired the moon, willing to be an idle person in the world, watching the flowers bloom and fall from afar.

"He will be just like us."

Someone mentioned something, but no one answered.

The atmosphere was a little cold for a while, and several of the big guys were slightly in a trance, not knowing what they were thinking.

After a while, the Taoist priest stood up, shook his robe and sleeves, and left.

Old friend Wu raised his head and asked: "Go after Wang Shaoxia?"

The Taoist nodded slightly and said in a calm voice, "I want to see when he will give up."

I saw that he reminded me of myself decades ago. Because I knew how difficult this road was, I wanted to protect him secretly... Old man Wu smiled slightly and stood up as well, "What a coincidence, old man.

I want to see it too.”

"Let's go." The Taoist was very decisive and wanted to leave without saying goodbye to the others.

"etc."

The sturdy monk's thick eyebrows that were almost connected slightly raised, "Let's go together."

As he finished speaking, the poor scholar, the old man in raincoat, the middle-aged policeman, and the black-faced butcher all stood up silently.

Wu's old friend asked, "Are we going together?"

"Let's go together."

"Ha! Let's go then!"

While they were talking and laughing, there was no one left in the small courtyard.

Under the moonlight, only the peach trees and stone tables were left to accompany them.

............

After finding an inn and sleeping for one night, Wang Quan had that dream again.

In the dream, he was standing in front of the bedroom door of the mansion.

In the house, the young lady in wedding dress looked at him through the door, her scarlet eyes behind the gauze fell on his face and never looked away.

Before he was released, Wang Quan would be inexplicably scared.

But now that these are gone, he even feels at ease.

What he has to do, besides waiting for Ajiu to come, he also needs to rely on the power of the ghost bride.

"Little sister, do you think...can I succeed?"

The young lady didn't speak, just looked at him quietly.

"You'll help me, right?"

The young lady still said nothing.

But Wang Quan didn't care, since he couldn't go anywhere else in his dream anyway.

So he stood there and calmly told what kind of person he was.

He is a person who is content with the status quo, an ordinary person, a delicate little bourgeoisie.

He is just an ordinary office worker who happens to encounter these strange things. When he sees unfair news, he will curse a few words and become a keyboard strongman.
To be continued...