Things in the world come and go again and again, and all kinds of affairs and human relationships are constantly repeated.
Ma Biao was originally from a wealthy family, but it was natural for the family to decline from prosperity to prosperity, and his family was no longer wealthy.
But he was used to living a life of having to stretch out his hands for food and open his mouth for food. He did not engage in production. After his family fell into decline, he had no skills and became a beggar on the street.
None of his former friends offered him a helping hand, but instead laughed at his jokes all the time.
The once arrogant and wealthy young man was now living in the streets begging, but he also couldn't come up with anything new.
Three or five friends from the past came together. One of them threw a piece of silver casually and said with a smile: "Uncle Ma, a beggar, is too incompetent, isn't he? Look at the other beggars, there is at least one or two in the broken bowl." If you pour a copper coin, there won't even be a grain of sand in the bowl. Can you really live like this?"
Another person said: "That's why we have to help. If Uncle Ma dies of hunger too early, we will be walking up and down this road, and it will be boring. We will not be able to find other fun, but it will not be fun." .”
Another person laughed and said: "Uncle Ma, do you think so or not?"
Even though these people looked hateful, Ma Biao had been hungry for the past two days and had no energy to argue. He couldn't care less at this time. He didn't value that ingot of silver in the past, but to him now, it didn't matter. It can keep him full for a long time, and if he eats steamed buns every meal, he should be able to survive for two or three months.
Ma Biao crawled to get it, but the man who threw the silver stepped on it.
Ma Biao weakly picked up the man's shoes and said vaguely: "Give...give me..."
The man gently lifted his foot, and Ma Biao was thrown away and fell to the ground helplessly.
"Uncle Ma, look at you, you're out of breath. What do you look like? You've lost points like this. We're all embarrassed to say that we were friends with you."
Another person said: "That's right, you see you can't even speak clearly right now. You should be more clear about what you want to say."
"Please...please..."
"Did you hear that Uncle Ma is begging us?"
"Ouch, I'm afraid I heard wrongly. Is Uncle Ma really begging us?"
"Haha... I'm glad. This is interesting. Uncle Ma's strength is getting worse day by day. After we get back, we will have the topic of drinking again."
The man raised his foot and kicked the money away.
Seeing the money rolling away to nowhere, he didn't bother to pick it up, so he called his companions and walked away.
Ma Biao watched helplessly as the silver was kicked away from him, and he felt anxious. Soon, a little beggar ran over, picked up the silver, and ran away, disappearing in a flash.
Ma Biao said with a hoarse voice: "Come back... come back, that's mine... mine..."
The laughter of those former friends seemed to ring in his ears all the time, making Ma Biao more and more irritable, angry and unwilling.
Looking at the so-called "friends" who had not gone far, a trace of evil flashed in his eyes. He didn't know where the strength came from, and suddenly he made a fist with his right hand and hammered his porcelain bowl hard.
The porcelain bowl was smashed, and he grabbed one of the fragments and ran towards those people, staring with a pair of sinister eyes at the person who kicked his silver away.
The sudden change was unexpected, and they only noticed a black shadow suddenly approaching.
The dark shadow was dirty and thin. It was an existence that they usually ignored at all, but it suddenly got between them, and the sharp object in its hand stabbed into the neck of one of their companions.
Blood spurted out wildly, and the man stared and covered his neck, falling to the ground helplessly.
Ma Biao laughed and said happily: "Look down on me... Let you look down on me!! Haha!! Haha!!"
The others were frightened and backed away. They thought that if the sharp object had penetrated their necks, they would be the ones who fell to the ground.
Thinking of this, fear suddenly surged up. At this time, no one came forward to help, and everyone turned around and ran away.
Looking at those people, it was like looking at his former self, Ma Biao laughed until tears flowed out.
"Hahahaha... Dandy! A bunch of Dandy! Useless Dandy!!"
Sadness came over him, and his stomach tightened with hunger. The blow just now seemed to have exhausted all his strength, and Ma Biao didn't even have the strength to move.
Not long after, he was caught by a group of servants who came after hearing the news.
Looking at the lifeless body of the young master lying on the ground, the servants looked at each other and became vicious, so they attacked Ma Biao.
However, now Ma Biao has not been able to eat enough for many days, and his whole body has become weak and weak. How can he withstand such a dead hand?
Amidst the punches and kicks from everyone, he died soon.
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In a short period of time, everyone experienced various dreams.
What they experienced were all the things Qingyangzi saw and heard when he walked around the world for the past fifty years. They were all human affairs, and his Taoism allowed everyone to participate in them.
Everyone among them, even just some of the onlookers, seemed to have become themselves, watching their own experiences through their own eyes. This feeling was very mysterious.
Only Gu Chen is different. He has all kinds of worldly feelings, but he doesn't touch them at all. After experiencing it, he slowly realizes that this is the "human world".
He found that his eyes seemed to be everywhere. While observing others, he was also being observed by others, and these so-called "others'" eyes actually came from himself.
"My foster father's teachings are really exquisite."
While admiring, Gu Chen suddenly found that his consciousness was slightly confused.
Originally clearly connected to the consciousness of other "people", now that clear connection gradually became blurred. His consciousness began to return to his own body, and he actually felt weaker than before, and his eyes could only look at the area in front of him.
And soon, he felt that he was incompatible with the space he was in, and felt a repulsive force.
For him, this is not a world where he should stay for a long time, and for this world, he is not a person who should stay here for a long time.
The dream space was shattered inch by inch. After a period of confusion and chaos, Gu Chen smelled the fragrance of tea, but his eyes were completely dark. He came to his senses and opened his eyes.
When he opened his eyes, he met Qingyangzi's smiling gaze.
Gu Chen looked around and saw that the others had not woken up yet, or they had woken up but were still awake. They seemed to be still sorting out what happened in the dream.
Although none of them had opened their eyes yet, Gu Chen clearly felt that the temperament of each one was more or less different.
The unwillingness in Liu Zhen, the helplessness in Liu Tangtang, the grief, anger and fear in Chen Yong, the anger and hatred in Ma Biao, the hatred and murderous intention in Luo Cheng.
Gu Chen's eyes especially paused on Luo Cheng for a long time.
Qingyangzi shook his head helplessly and said: "There are thousands of things in the world, and people's hearts are the same. You all experience the same things, but the impact of each experience on you is different, and the changes in your mood are different. , as to whether it is good or bad, I cannot control it, it can only depend on your own luck."
Liu Zhen and others' eyebrows trembled slightly, and their minds were slightly confused.
It can be seen that they all heard Qingyangzi's words. On the one hand, they were absorbing them, and on the other hand, they were gathering their own spirits to wake up.
Qingyangzi looked at Luo Cheng again, shook his head and said: "The anger is too strong, the hatred is too strong, and there is no chance of immortality."
Gu Chen was silent, but he could feel it to some extent.
After Qingyangzi's dream experience, Luo Cheng had been burying some unknown hatred deep in his heart, and he could no longer suppress it at this time.
He went up the mountain for revenge, but now he is destined not to go up the mountain because he only wants revenge.
It is said that immortals live in the mountains, but immortals are both immortals and human beings. Especially in this era when the path to immortality has been cut off, the popularity of immortals has become even greater, and they are inseparable from the human world.
Once you are too deeply involved with the human world, immortals can only be human beings and will never become immortals.
On the contrary, Qingyangzi was curious about Gu Chen's state. After all, when he was applying Taoism, he actually broke out in a cold sweat for Gu Chen. He didn't know if Gu Chen could maintain his former self after experiencing these things in the human world. But now it seems that Gu Chen's state of mind has not only not been affected, but has gone further and become more transcendent.
Zhengsu asked carefully, and Gu Chen suddenly exclaimed, "Will these tea leaves be used up just like this?"
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