After all, Zhang Baoer is a human being with humanity, and he is not a guy like Tang Tiantian who kills for fun...
Precisely because he has human nature, and human nature includes both good and evil, he will naturally not let these innocent people off easily like an enlightened monk!
He could not kill them, but he could not let them go, so he was smart and finally decided: let them become rich!
Some people say that "a lot of money is stolen." Zhang Baoer believes that it is not only the money itself that is stolen, but also the bacteria and its origin.
The phrase "let them become rich people" can be understood as: let them become stolen goods.
In other words, Zhang Baoer wants to drag them into the water - this is the same as "if you hide the sand in the desert, no one will find it".
After receiving Zhang Baoer's affirmation and confirming that they had heard correctly, everyone was stunned and felt that this world was unreal.
"snort!"
It wasn't until after a while that Zhang Baoer's cold snort came out that everyone came back to their senses with a start.
It was too late to think about the authenticity and right or wrong of the matter. Zhang Baoer and his "old acquaintance" gritted his teeth and walked out bravely!
"One, two, three, four, five..."
Seeing a cold sweat, he picked up the silver balls one by one. When his hands were full, he remembered to put them in his clothes... Everyone also broke out in a cold sweat for him - who knew that this person was so beautiful?
The thoughts of the devil?! What if I make the wrong choice...
Under the watchful eyes of everyone, the man finally picked a hundred. In order to prevent him from choosing too much or too little, he counted it twice more. After confirming that it was correct, he began to think, 'What should I do next?' Zhang Baoer laughed happily.
The voice came over:
"Okay! Not bad! You can go!"
What does it mean to be able to leave? Does it mean that you want to kill yourself and send yourself on the road?
The 'old acquaintance''s mind went blank. He didn't know how he turned around, how he ignored other people's eyes, and finally walked to the threshold.
Just when his feet touched the threshold, he suddenly woke up in a daze!
Hey! Is everything okay?!
He turned around with blank eyes and saw that Zhang Baoer didn't look at him. Precisely because he didn't look at him, he was a little worried. His heart was tingling and he couldn't help but ask in a low voice:
"Sir, I..."
Zhang Baoer heard the sound and looked towards him and interrupted him:
"By the way! Remember to wash the streets tomorrow morning."
"oh!"
He was confused and tired again. After answering, his eyes sharpened, he turned around and strode outside, looking as if he was ready to die!
step!
Two steps!
Three steps!
...
Thirty steps!
He stopped, his eyes were scarlet, and he was full of anger. He clenched his fists, turned around suddenly, and asked loudly:
"Sir!!! If you leave any longer, I will leave the city camp! Where on earth do you want me to go?!"
Hearing the sound, the second person picking up the silver beads, like everyone else, carefully raised his head to look at Zhang Baoer, who also looked puzzled.
Then, I saw him rubbing his head, and then shouted towards the door with an impatient look:
"Go, go, go... you can go wherever you like! What does it have to do with me?! Don't bother me! I'm still waiting to eat and practice the piano! What are you doing standing there?! Be smart with your hands and feet!"
Everyone can hear that the first paragraph is said to the "old acquaintance", and the second paragraph is said to the person who is counting the money.
"Is he really just giving money because he has nothing to do?" This was the voice of everyone. Soon, everyone's gloomy expressions became a little brighter, but then they thought again:
"Could it be that the money is poisonous? Everyone will die on their own without him taking the money!"
Zhang Baoer didn't have the time to guess at these people's worries about gains and losses. Seeing that each one was slower than a tortoise, he simply took Qin from behind.
Seeing that the gray-brown piano was as intact as he expected, Zhang Baoer couldn't help but caress the strings like a lover.
Then, he left his chair and sat cross-legged, and he played the song "Insects Flying" slowly. The hall immediately became quiet, and the man counting the money also subconsciously slowed down, fearing to disturb him.
Although their hearts were filled with fear, everyone couldn't help but secretly cheer for this light music. As for being fascinated, it was impossible - they were not music-mad, and they couldn't care about so much when it came to life and death.
"Brother!"
Suddenly, a sudden voice came. Zhang Baoer suddenly paused and turned to look. He saw Tang Tiantian holding Xiaoha's leg in one hand and saying to him:
"You haven't heard of this. Is there a song? Sing it to add to the fun!"
Zhang Baoer felt dizzy for a while at this unsightly guy, but after thinking about it, he still nodded. The sound of the piano sounded from his fingers again, and he cried like he was complaining. His eyes also passed through the human wall and the door, and reached the stars in the sky.
:
The black sky hangs low
Bright stars follow
Chongerfei
Chongerfei
who are you missing
...
No one understands the meaning of the lyrics, but everyone is suddenly moved by it, because the clear and refined voice sings the deep sadness, touching the heart and soul, and making people want to cry...
Everyone couldn't help but look up again, and saw that Zhang Baoer's eyes were already crystal clear, like a rising tide in a lake, or like the dew of a black rose...
There was a woman in white clothes and a sea of flowers and grass, quietly revealed among the stars. The woman held up a long skirt and ran barefoot, frightening the butterflies hidden in the flowers. She laughed and called "Xiao Bai", her name
It’s called Canglan Mingming.....
Zhang Baoer sang heartily, and Xiaoming drowned the stars, smiling and running in his eyes, but at the end of the song:
"Whether you are tired or not
No matter the north, south, east or west..."
He finally finished singing the last line, the singing stopped and the music of the piano stopped, Canglan Mingming's figure disappeared suddenly, the sky was still the sky, there was still the night and the stars...
He sighed and withdrew his gaze, only to see everyone staring at him blankly. He suddenly felt very uncomfortable. In order to cover up this discomfort, he faced the first singer who had not finished singing the song with a straight face.
The two shouted:
"hurry up!"
The man was startled like everyone else and counted the money as hard as a starving ghost. Since he had forgotten the count just now, he had to do it again...
"Eh!"
Tang Tiantian threw Xiaoha away with a dissatisfied look on her face, then curled her lips and complained:
"It sounds terrible when you sing it...Brother! Can't you sing that song "Two Tigers"? That one sounds better!"
Zhang Baoer twitched the corner of his mouth, shook his head in confusion, and didn't want to pay attention to her - he felt that he had nothing to say to a vulgar and rough person like Tang Tiantian... a rough beast.
At this moment, the second person finally finished and left anxiously, and the third person quickly stepped forward...
At the same time, on the roof, an old man with green hair was crying. Strangely, his voice did not reach three inches away.
It was not until a long time later that he finally suppressed the sadness in his heart, wiped the tears on his old face, and cursed:
"This little slippery head really has inventory! I don't know that the meaning of this lyrics is ....... Ah! It's so abominable! The old man ... the old man is going to beat ..."
When he cursed here, he changed his curse into a sigh:
"Hey! Forget it... I have to go, I don't have time! If this trip goes well, I hope I can meet this kid again in the future!"
After sighing here, he laughed ferociously and said:
"Little guy, don't die early! Hahaha..."
Suddenly, a breeze blew on the roof, and the green-haired old man disappeared.
...
When the last person walked out, Zhang Baoer, who had closed his eyes to rest, opened his eyes and looked at the dark-faced man who looked like he had just lost his lover. But just as he wanted to stand up, he straightened up again.
There was a sound of footsteps!
Soon after, he saw that those who had left had returned, and the leader was their "old acquaintance."
After a group of people stood still, the 'old acquaintance' bowed with everyone and said:
"I hope you will atone for your sins! Is there any problem with the money you gave me to wait for?!"
Seeing his fearless look, Zhang Baoer was happy. After signaling Tang Tiantian and the others to quiet down, he asked:
"If there is a problem, what will you do?"
Everyone's hearts twitched and they clenched their fists tightly, but before they could speak, they heard Zhang Baoer say again:
"If there is no problem, what are you going to do?"
Hearing this, everyone lowered their fists, lowered their heads and began to think, and then they gathered together and murmured.
After a long time, the ‘old acquaintance’ stood up again:
"Sir! We know that we are unable to resist. If there is a problem, we will curse you until we die... If there is no problem, we are willing to respect you as our master in this life and never be in trouble!"
Poof!
Tang Tiantian couldn't help but laugh, and so did Hong Qi and the others.
Zhang Baoer sighed and said:
"The latter answer is really tempting, but... what a pity! There is a problem with money!"
These words fell on everyone's mind like thunder. Several old men, old women and people with bad character were swaying and about to fall down.
Zhang Baoer couldn't bear it, and before they could cry out in grief, he hurriedly said:
“Money doesn’t poison people!”
Then he stared into everyone's eyes and sneered:
"It will only poison your hearts, block your mouths, and prevent you from telling the truth! Haha, since you didn't run away, you came here as obediently as lambs without weapons, and you haven't resisted until now, I
I don’t believe you are the kind of people who will still tell the truth even after getting money! Because you are all afraid of death! No matter who tells the truth to others, if I don’t kill you, those who don’t tell the truth will also kill you!”
These words were so direct that everyone's faces turned red when they heard it, but they were sad and angry but speechless.
At this moment, the black-faced man suddenly widened his eyes and asked in horror:
"You...you really want to kill me?!"
"I won't kill you, but..."
Having said this, Zhang Baoer threw the long knife that was leaning on the chair in front of him, making a "dang" sound, and then continued:
"They will! Anyone who cuts him with this knife will live! Anyone who doesn't cut him will die! Hehe, by the way, I forgot to say: Congratulations on coming back! Because if you didn't come back, you would probably be dead by now.
!There is no escape!”
Zhang Baoer did not deceive them. He had a very good nose. As early as when he entered the city, he knew how many people there were in the city and where they were. He had just asked the "old acquaintances" and the others to treat him like this.
The purpose of gathering together was to prevent them from escaping together. In that case, although he could catch up with everyone, it would take a lot of effort.
Of course, it was fortunate that there were not many people in this city. Otherwise, the smell would be too confusing and he would not be able to keep an eye on everyone.
In fact, when he saw that they didn't scatter in all directions, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
Hearing this, everyone was frightened for a while, and their backs felt cold. The big black-faced man's face turned pale:
"What?! I'm the guard! You...you dare..."
He shouted this, but his voice was immediately stopped because the 'old acquaintance' gritted his teeth and stood up and picked up the long knife:
"Sir! You are not a good person! I will feel no burden to kill you...subordinate!"
After saying that, along with the scream of the black-faced man, the sword light also flashed.
...
Watching people stand up one by one, watching the knives slashing at the black-faced man...
Listening to the black-faced man's voice changing from screaming to yelling, then pleading to *, and finally silent...
Zhang Baoer suddenly felt: The heart is like a teak tree. He is chipping away at the 'unnecessary' parts little by little, and finally turns into a canoe, traveling backwards in the angry river of blood...
He was in pain because his conscience was the most central part of him, but he had understood as early as yesterday that a large part of his conscience was 'unnecessary', and he had to cut it away in order to go further on the road of monasticism!
Making such a choice is indeed a painful thing, but if those people's hands are not stained with the blood of the black-faced man, then his hands must be stained with their blood!
Because he is still very weak and has somewhere to go. He is afraid. He can only do this...