Until he pulled out the camp, got out of the mountain, got on the car, and returned to the hotel, Cao Yanhua was not able to adapt to this sudden "change".

Really quit?

That's right, at first, he was the most fiercer and yelling. In the expectation, there would be quarrels, scoldings, rolling up his sleeves and pushing. Unexpectedly, Luo Ren did not even frown and echoed so readily, "I agree, I'll stop doing it."

Can't this be done?

After entering the room, Luo Ren threw his bag to the side, sat on the sofa, held the remote control in his hand, and casually changed the channel.

Variety shows, TV series, news, and one after another. I glanced at them and saw them standing, saying, "Now I have a lot of time, don't stand up whatever I want."

Mu Dai went to take a shower and Yan Hongsha was washing clothes. Cao Yanhua caught 13,000: "Brother San San, my little brother Luo was stimulated, so he...don't do it?"

Ten thousand three looked at him with a slanted eyes: "Isn't this just right for your wishes? Didn't you say you didn't do it?"

Cao Yanhua stuttered: "But...but you can't be so hasty, you have to have a formal ending."

"If you don't do it, it's the end."

I was too lazy to pay attention to him, and I really "do whatever I want." I surfed Cao Jiefang to search for a good recipe for drinking with my mobile phone. I kept the notes on hand and prepared to give Cao Jiefang one by one.

Cao Yanhua glanced at it with a slight look on it, and it said—

1. Wash the roots of cabbage and cut them into shreds, add vinegar and sugar, mix well and marinate for 10 minutes to eat.

2. Juicy celery or pear.

3. Original imported wine wardrobe medicine in Japan, available on Taobao...

Cao Yanhua had no worries, Mu Dai washed it out, plugged in a hair dryer to blow the air, and the buzzing small electrical appliances sounded, and he kept moving around Mu Dai.

"My little master, I, Brother Luo, are you angry? Such a big thing, I don't want to stop doing it if I don't do it."

Kiyo stopped the hair dryer and smoothed his hair with his hands: "Then do you want to die?"

"No, no, no, don't want to."

Cao Yanhua's head was shaking like a rattle.

"Then I can only stop doing it. You can play whatever you want. I'm really idle, I'll teach you kung fu tonight."

Cao Yanhua had no choice but to come to find Yanhongsha again.

Yan Hongsha was standing by the sink, rubbing her clothes and gritting her teeth. She lay on the tree all night, and she didn't know if it was gum on her clothes, so it was so sticky that it was so difficult to wash.

He said: "Cao Pangpang, you are really awkward. If you don't do it, just stop doing it. Wouldn't you let you enjoy your happiness?"

It's really not good. In short, I have been chasing Jian for more than half a year, but suddenly cut it off in half and didn't give a reasonable ending. Cao Yanhua felt that it was very empty.

Isn’t it just to vent my anger and reconcile my breath? How can I take it seriously?

He wandered back and forth in the living room a few times, and carefully proposed: "Or, let's call Mr. God?"

***

The charlatan still lives in Youwu Town.

It’s not that Guan Sipailou has not finished researching the things. In his words, “People who have never lived here don’t know the benefits of this place. They are quiet, have atmosphere, no one disturbs them. Neighbors hear each other and never interact with each other. On a single night, it’s gloomy and like a ghost, so it’s so exciting.”

So, since Luo Ren and the others have not yet summoned him, he is happy and can be free for one day.

This person is really a bit...unusual.

However, over the years, several people have become accustomed to any kind of conversation they can continue to talk to him.

Muday asked him: "Do you have a home? If not, you can live in Youwu Town. Anyway, I won't go there - I won't charge you rent, just clean it, look at the door, and study it and write books. If you want to go out, lock the door and go out, no one interferes with you."

The charlatan was so moved that he could not do it: "Really? Little pocket, do you keep your word?"

He was happy and said no one was around the other end: "I have a house all at once? It's so big, bigger than the small Maomao's inn! There is also a fish pond, such a large yard, where you can grow vegetables..."

Cao Yanhua had to interrupt him: "Mr. God, please be happy, we have something to do here."

He told the progress here in detail, and when he finished speaking, he looked up and saw the huge golden sunset outside the window, and felt sad: another day was about to pass.

The charlatan was not particularly surprised and said, "Actually, I guessed that way at the beginning."

"After all, ancient times are different from modern times. The so-called "there are five classics of etiquette, and nothing is more important than sacrifice." In order to "serve the gods and bring blessings", precious sacrifices will be offered."

Cao Yanhua was a little uncontrollable: "Will someone die? Why?"

The charlatan said: "What you think now is related to the era and the education you received, but it was different in the past. Maybe at the earliest, those people thought that it was a glorious thing to be able to sacrifice for the Phoenix Luan. They sacrificed their lives and saved the people from water and fire, and were scrambling to be this dead soldier. Even if it was not voluntary, 'The king asked the minister to die, and the minister had to die', the authoritative person would obey the orders when he spoke."

This...is really not accurate.

Ancient China was a Confucian society to a certain extent. Some foreign critics commented that "Chinese classical Confucianism emphasized that the collective was higher than the individual, authority was higher than freedom, and responsibility was greater than rights." At that time, the face of the individual was vague and submerged under the siege of clans, families, countries, kings, ethics, and loyalty.

Mainstream public opinion believes that death is not scary, but it depends on whether it can be more important than whether Mount Tai has a reputation in history, sacrifices for the country, sacrifices for the king, and sacrifices for the chastity.

The so-called hype of personality, pursuit of oneself, and emphasizing the preciousness of personal spirit and life are more of the products of modern civilized society.

Cao Yanhua said: "Why do you have to kill someone?"

The charlatan replied: "Perhaps because fate is everyone's most precious thing. If you can give your destiny, you will be sincere. If you don't do it, you will stop doing it. I also think it's too much to let someone die - but there are some things that need to be dealt with first."

No more - the number of Qiqi will definitely expire - the evil sword that has been subdued will be dispersed again - the five people are the first to be brutal, and they will change from the original hunter to the prey.

The cheetah's offensive was so strong that it still makes people feel scared. There is really nothing to expect in the future. There is a round after round of sinister uproars, and it only depends on which round a few people can survive and which year.

Ten thousand three murmured: "tmd has no hope, it's a big deal to count down, it's endless."

He didn't want to listen to the phone call anymore, so he bent down and picked up Cao Jiefang next to him: "Let's go, Jiefang, let's not quench your drink, go and drink two more pounds. Pangpang, go? Go to the restaurant and order the most expensive dish. Second fire, let's go together. As you're making up for your birthday, don't save money. If you die one day and the money hasn't been spent, it's too bad."

I watched Luo Ren again: "I won't call you anymore. You and the little boss lady are in the world. Go and watch a movie, run the road, etc. Good days are not too many, and you will live less day by day."

...

The door slammed and closed. As soon as they left, the room suddenly became much quieter. The phone's call button lit unyieldingly. Luo Ren asked the charlatan on the other end: "Are you still there?"

"exist."

"Aren't you going to say a few inspiring words?"

The charlatan held it in for a long time and said, "Little Radish, don't die."

The words of encouragement are too straightforward. Even though Kiyo was in a low mood, he still laughed out loud.

The charlatan said nothing but laughed.

"Don't die. I tell you that as long as you are alive, no matter whether the action works or not, you can try hundreds or thousands of ways, but when you die, you only end up with one, and you are buried in the ground."

Luo Ren nodded: "It makes sense."

"There is a saying in ancient China that survival is inevitable. Generally, when there is no way, there is often the biggest turning point. It's just that too many people can't think about it and die after one step. Little radish, if you get hit again, maybe your life will come."

Luo Ren laughed and said, "I have known you for so long, and I'm just talking about it."

He pressed the phone, got up and put on his coat, looked at Kiyo and said, "Let's go."

"Why do you go?"

"Go to watch a movie."

***

There is only one cinema in Tongxian, and the windows are full of posters. I glanced over and didn't like it. Muday asked Luo Ren: "Can you not watch a movie?"

"Okay, do whatever you want."

"I want to take a walk and talk."

"Then go."

The roads in the small county town were not rolled up, and they arrived at the outskirts of the county not long after walking. There was a forest that stretched to the mountain, with a trail made of flowers and bricks. When the two of them walked in, a sanitation worker who swept the floor at night was kindly reminded: "Don't go in when you are in love. A young couple was robbed two days ago."

Mu Dai is happy to show his expression: "Is that true?"

As the sanitation worker watched with puzzled eyes, she walked in with Luo Ren and imagined herself: "I wish I could meet a robber."

Luo Ren smiled at her: "Does he have the skills to show off? Then let's do it together. If you really meet it, do you do it, or do it?"

If there is a robbery, it will be a disaster for eight lifetimes.

Kiyo said: "Don't, if you really meet, you will run away. You will be scared and frustrated. You will be like a scumbag who loses his girlfriend when he encounters danger."

What does this mean? Luo Ren frowned.

The more Mu Day said, he became more and more excited: "Where is me, I stomp my feet and curse you, scolding you for being brave, then crying, pretending to be scared, so that the robbers will be very proud and will come up to catch me, and I will run away."

"Anyway, I have good physical skills, and he can't catch me even if he runs to death. If he runs tired, I will climb the tree."

The robber will probably be crazy, and may look up at her with a knife with tears in her eyes and say, Big girl, can you stop cheating people like this? I will just fight a robbery. Is it easy for me...

There was a stone chair next to it. Luo Ren pulled her over to sit down. Mu Dai was still immersed in the scene where he was a guide and couldn't stop laughing.

She was tired of laughing, so she lay on Luo Ren's body, resting her head on the handle of the stone chair, which was so hard that it was so hard that she raised her hand and rubbed her head. When she changed her position and then pillowed, Luo Ren had already put her arms over.

It naturally seems to have become a habit.

In the darkness, Kiyo smiled, and the secret joys were like flower buds swelling and spreading in her heart. She stopped playing and pillowed on his arm and watched the sky quietly.

Today is not very good, not a single star.

She asked Luo Ren: "You really don't do it?"
To be continued...