More than ten years ago, in a private room of Tianfu Restaurant in Xuanzhu County, two children and a middle-aged uncle ordered a large table of dishes.
"I said it's rare for me to show mercy and treat you to a nice meal. Why do you two brothers still act like you're eating as a tribute? And why did you, Yueyang, bring out the lunch box?"
The younger child: "It's delicious. Let's take it back to my sister. She has teeth now and can eat meat."
The older child: "Teacher, we are indeed dead."
The uncle asked curiously: "Hey? Then how did your sister get here?"
"My aunt gave birth to her. My aunt was beaten to death two months ago."
Uncle: "Oh...but it's none of my business. I spent a lot of money to treat you to a meal, but you don't even say a nice word or show a good face. Do you think I will treat you to a meal again in the future? That stinks.
Boy and Yueyang, you two should remember that if you take something like blood and tears out and let others eat it once, others will find it novel. If you let others eat it two, three, or four times, then don’t blame others for hating you. If you
If you want to be welcomed, helped and loved by others in the future, you must not let others think you are 'miserable'."
Uncle: "Only rich people can borrow money, because everyone knows they can afford it; only people who don't lack love can get love, because everyone knows they know how to love; only people who are not miserable can live happily, because everyone is willing to add to the cake."
"
The uncle drank a glass of wine: "Don't take it seriously, you two. Do you know why the great ancestor has been known as the first saint for thousands of years?"
The eldest child: "Isn't it because he founded Huiyao?"
Uncle: "Not only that! You have been in Xuanzhu for so long, and have you occasionally seen Sjiati merchants? Although Sjiati is only a small overseas country, its history is not shorter than Huiyao. However, Sjiati has not been unified yet.
Not to mention a saint who has been praised for centuries."
Uncle: "The reason why Emperor Gaozu is great is because he spreads spiritual power to everyone! The so-called spiritual power means the power of the soul and the power of desire! This is the reason why heroes have emerged in large numbers for thousands of years!"
Uncle: "As long as your will is strong enough, your mental power will help you realize your wishes; but conversely, if your will is weak and you feel sorry for yourself all day long, your mental power will also accelerate your degeneration and make you fall into a quagmire and become a
Mud!"
The older child shook his head: "Teacher, you are lying. Destiny is unpredictable. What does it have to do with spiritual will? Can a strong will change the world?"
The uncle smiled: "It is true that worldly affairs will not be changed by spiritual will, but spiritual will can prevent you from being changed by worldly affairs. When I was in Yanjing, I saw countless heroes and talents, and some took advantage of the situation? It was like God favored me; some
Some suffered a blow and were unable to recover, and their lives were ordinary from then on; some were silent for a while but firmly believed that they would succeed and eventually made a comeback."
Uncle: "The first kind of people are just blessed by fate, nothing to say; but the difference between the second kind of people and the third kind of people lies in whether they are strong-willed. If you are a high official and want to find a smart person as your
Subordinates? Are you looking for an unkempt young man who drinks to soothe his worries all day long? Or would you prefer a dignified student who proactively recommends himself to you?"
The two children nodded thoughtfully, but the eldest child immediately asked: "But what if the third type of person has no chance of making a comeback and can only live an ordinary life like the second type of person?"
"Bang? You know it." The uncle patted him on the head and scolded him with a smile: "Remember this, people who have hope in their hearts will never fail all the time. If you really don't succeed no matter what, what should you do?
Are they all tortured by fate? Then when he dies, he can proudly yell at the sky? 'God, you can't kill me? Let's continue playing in the next life' - this kind of person? Do you think you are ordinary?"
"After all that, the result still depends on fate and has nothing to do with spiritual will."
"Oh, you brat, you're still not convinced? Let me tell you, good things may not come true, but if you keep thinking about bad things, they will definitely happen."
"real?"
"Your teacher and I are the best example." The uncle said: "I was too poor when I was a child, so I always thought that I would never be rich. As a result, you see, I am now a high official, but poverty is still beyond imagination.
, turned into my reality..."
"Teacher, if you go to Xiangxuehai less often, you won't be so poor."
"You are young and don't understand. This is called socializing." The uncle smiled and said:
"In short, always have hope and smile more. You will probably have some beauty as a teacher when you grow up. If you don't make good use of it, it will be wasted."
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"You brat, do you know there is a saying that failure is the mother of success?"
"Know."
"You see, I lost to you at cards. Isn't it too much for me to call you my son?"
"If you are willing to dress up like Xiangxue Haitou, I won't mind calling you mother."
"You brat, why don't you leave Xiangxuehai? Are you feeling in love? I just want to go to Xiangxuehai to meet Jing Qingji, why don't you come with me?"
"No, I don't like Jing Qing Cui."
"I quite like him. He is a real villain. It's a pity that he is a bad person."
The boy looked surprised, "Teacher, do you think you are a good person?"
The middle-aged uncle shook his head: "I don't think I am a good person, but does that mean I like to associate with bad people? Xuanzhu County is a place full of filth and evil, why does everyone like to listen to stories like "Shuo Lie Zhuan"
A book that praises loyalty, etiquette and wisdom? So-called morality, so-called justice, these beautiful things, even if you can't have them, you will unconsciously want to get closer."
"Besides, do you think I was discussing some conspiracy with Jing Qingfu? Don't the ruthless 'Black Thorns' deserve to have a dream like the 'White Lotus'?"
Boy: "So what are you going to discuss?"
Middle-aged uncle: “Discuss how to be a good person.”
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"You have learned all about the Blood Drinking Badao Ryu, and you also understand the things about the Four Guards. You won't be able to finish the rest in a while. There is no problem in going back to Xuanzhu and slowly studying on your own."
"I have nothing more to teach you."
Yanjing, in the depth of winter, in a house, a young man bowed respectfully to the middle-aged man sitting on a bamboo chair: "Thank you for your hard work, teacher."
"It's not hard work. I deserve it. Who told me to suddenly become a teacher and accept a brat like you as my student?" The middle-aged man said, "Maybe you were my father in your previous life and you are asking me to collect debts in this life."
He paused: "Oh? You didn't take the opportunity to call me son? Funny, I thought you had been transformed into a heartless and ruthless character by Blood Drinking Badailiu. By the way, you can take this too."
He took out a necklace set with sapphires: "You've wanted it for a long time, haven't you? Now, take it and get out of here."
The young man took the necklace: "According to the regulations of the Four Guards, this cannot be given as a private gift..."
"Thanks to me, from today on, you will be Dongyang Xingxing of the Four Guards." The middle-aged man said: "But this is just a meaning. Before you completely control the Qin family, don't think about commanding other people as a walking person, Snake
The swallowing elephant will only be strangled to death."
"I understand." The young man said, "But I took it away, teacher, you..."
"Of course I'm going to be promoted. From now on, I won't have to worry about eating and drinking. Neisser's heart is of no use to me."
"I heard..."
"Let's go, you can't stay in Yanjing."
After a long silence, the young man asked: "Is there anything you want to entrust me with? For example, the agreement with Jing Qingfu?"
"Whatever, if you want to cooperate with Jing Qingfu, don't expect him to think about me... maybe he has forgotten me. If you have any ideas, use your own way to achieve it, no
Need to go my way.”
"As for the rest, it's nothing... Oh, by the way, if you cause trouble in the future, don't tell me my name. It's not that I don't want to protect you, but I have offended a lot of people. Please tell me my name.
You will only be beaten harder."
"The other thing is, if possible, I hope you can come to the Imperial Academy to study. It is a very good college, and you will definitely meet many very good people..."
Young man: "Impossible. After I master the Qin family, I won't have time to go to Yanjing to study. The most I can do is let my younger brother and younger sister go."
"it's a pity."
There was another long silence.
Young man: "Teacher, you obviously have the ability to navigate the world, why-"
"I'm not as powerful as you think." The middle-aged man smiled and said: "I am barely a wise man and can see the direction of the wheel of history. However, controlling the wheel or even blocking the wheel is the ability of a saint. I don't have this ability.
ability."
"I only believe that God's will cannot be violated."
Snapped.
The young man suddenly knelt on the snow, next to the middle-aged man's thigh, his body could not stop shaking, and he, who had always been indifferent, shed two lines of tears: "Teacher..."
"I've known you for so many years, and this is the first time I've seen you acting coquettishly, brat..." The middle-aged man gently rubbed the boy's hair: "The first time I saw you, I felt that you had an energy that I didn't have.
Qi, a kind of Qi that 'man can conquer nature'."
"I have been wandering around in Xuanzhu for many years. Fortunately, I have you as my student, so I don't live my life in vain."
"Old, teacher, I will continue, continue your -"
"Continue my career? It's not necessary. My experience is insignificant. If I rely too much on experience, I will fall into the trap of 'ignorance'. The meaning of experience is not repetition, but improvement and innovation."
"Use your own way to realize your dreams. Just remember to always have hope and fear God's will, even if my many teachings are not wasted."
When the young man had cried enough, the middle-aged man helped him up, looked at his painted face and couldn't help but smile: "Sure enough, feeding blood and tears to others for the first time is always a novelty. Okay, wipe your face, don't
Show your weakness and desolation and go back to Xuanzhu."
The young man still didn't move. The middle-aged man shook his head helplessly, led him out of the house, and said as he walked:
"Stop being such a spoiled brat, you are already a murderous adult, so brat... it's wrong..."
"Qin Leyin, no one can bully you anymore."
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ha!
When Le Yu escaped from the emotional storm of memories, he almost felt that he had been hacked by Qin Leyin.
Unlike Qian Yuliu, Qian Yuliu's memory is a library, neat and meticulous; unlike Yin Yin Yin's memory, Yin Yin Yin's memory is a quagmire, only the clear water on the surface is drinkable, and the bottom of the water is full of precipitated turbidity;
Jing Zhengwei is also different. Jing Zhengwei's memory is a garbage dump, and he can only pick and choose.
Qin Leyin's memory is a relic.
At first Le Yu just picked some usable things around the ruins to make ends meet, but if he encountered a suitable opportunity during the excavation, the ruins would undergo changes that Le Yu couldn't understand. For example, a blue-eyed white dragon suddenly appeared on a certain stone slab, such as
The dead scarab suddenly comes to life, like a coffin suddenly lifting its lid...
But as ice blood flowed in his veins, Le Yu quickly regained control of his body.
"Will drinking Hadailiu with blood also have a blocking effect on memory? I don't know that." Suddenly a voice sounded: "But it was you who had to learn this in the first place, don't blame me."
Le Yu looked at the chief manager. The teacher in Qin Leyin's memory fit perfectly with the chief manager in front of him. Except for the scar on his face, the chief manager was almost exactly the same as Qin Xiao in his memory more than ten years ago. It seemed that he had no connection at all.
There is no aging.
"Qin——"
"Let's call me the chief steward." He said, "This is my current name."
Le Yu took a deep breath: "I have many questions to ask you."
The chief manager shook his head: "I basically can't answer you."
"Why?"
"Because I can't, I can't."
Le Yu asked: "Then were you really dead back then?"
The chief steward did not answer and looked at him quietly. However, silence was already the answer - if he was not dead, he could just say he was not dead. Only another answer would have the value of silence.
"You are resurrected."
silence.
"Resurrection is conditional, and the price is that you serve your master, the president of the National Salvation Relief Society. He can even control your words and deeds, which is why you have heard nothing from you all these years. Not only have you not had contact with your students,
I didn’t even go back to the Huiyao Four Guards. Otherwise, as long as you are willing, the Huiyao Four Guards will definitely be able to pick you up."
silence.
But Le Yu could see a glimmer of appreciation in his eyes.
"However, your visit to the Platinum Tower this time is not entirely out of mission, right?" Le Yu asked, "You came here voluntarily."
The general manager finally said: "Yes, I took the initiative to invite you. According to my level, the president didn't want me to come. However, this is my dream, and the president agreed."
"I can't miss the opportunity to be exposed to the glory of the Holy Sword."
Le Yu looked at the back of his right hand that had been pierced, and the chief manager apologized: "I'm sorry, but it has to be like this."
"It doesn't matter." Le Yu shook his head and opened his mouth. He still had thousands of questions in his heart, but he knew Qin Xiao would not answer him.
For some reason, Le Yu suddenly remembered the words of the sword holder.
"I won't disturb you for the rest of the time."
Even the sword holder knew how to be polite, so Le Yu was too embarrassed to take up this last moment. He sighed, looked at the chief steward and asked, "What do you want to say to me?"
The chief manager was slightly startled and suddenly looked at Le Yu intently.
"As I expected, when you grow up, you will indeed be somewhat more beautiful than me." He smiled and said, "It's just that the aesthetics of your hair color are not very good. It's almost the same as your master, Principal Cha. It's too dazzling and too beautiful.
It’s too gaudy…”
Really? In fact, Le Yu felt that Qin Leyin's red hair was quite pretty.
"As a scene of the reunion of teachers and students, this scene is really beyond your expectations. However, fate is unpredictable and God's will is inevitable. This is our academic point of view, so this scene seems a bit natural."
The chief manager said: "I have heard about what you did in Dongyang. Although I can't attend your class in person, I will send someone to take note of it."
"I'm very happy that you have realized your dream in your own way. Compared to me, a loser, you have been much more successful than me. I'm even a little jealous - I didn't have such good conditions as you back then. "
"I actually still have a lot to say to you, but my blood is about to drain out." The chief manager looked at the intestines and black blood flowing out of his waist: "Unlike No. 2 and the others, I have more Intellectual, but the body is also closer to a human being.”
"I didn't know what to say to you for a moment. Instead, I remembered a very good saying I had read in a newspaper before. I liked it very much and could add it to my favorite warning quotes."
Le Yu had a bad feeling.
"Always have hope and fear God's will." The chief steward reached out and gently rubbed Qin Leyin's red hair: "But do good deeds and don't worry about the future."
"You brat, I'm proud of you."
As soon as he finished speaking, Le Yu saw that the chief executive's skin suddenly shrank and aged rapidly. It was as if he had spent decades of life suddenly in just a few seconds, and his whole person suddenly entered his twilight years from middle age.
However, the chief steward's eyes became brighter and brighter. He looked at Le Yu with enthusiasm and made several mouth movements with his lips quickly.
Suddenly, the light in his eyes went out, and his old right hand hung down from Le Yu's head. His head drooped, and the smile on his face was forever frozen, looking like a withered tree trunk.
Le Yu was silent for three seconds, then took out the withered and yellow paper that the chief executive had just pressed on the back of his hand, recalled the last mouth shape the chief executive made, and gently repeated it silently:
