"This Taoist brother, I don't know..."
"It has been said since ancient times that businessmen value profits but not the motherland. Are you right?"
"Eh? I don't know," Yun Kong, who was interrupted again, could only reply, "Profit is what the people want, and not only businessmen seek profit."
"That's right," the man nodded, "Didn't Fan Li restore the country to Jujian?"
"This Taoist brother, I'm..."
"Your name is Yunkong, I know." The man seemed to not want Yunkong to say any more, and interrupted him again. He stepped on Mr. Huang Cong's newly recovered head with his foot, moved his feet back and forth, and let Mr. Huang Cong's head rest. His head rolled back and forth, "Hey, Huang Cong, why do you keep shaking your head?"
Only then did Yun Kong discover Mr. Huang Cong's predicament.
This person came with bad intentions. Yun Kong suppressed his anger and couldn't think of a solution for a while.
This person was obviously coming for him.
However, Yun Kong and Mr. Huang Cong have been flying in the air with Xiancha these days. Is this person following them? Or did you meet him halfway?
It was almost dark when they landed, so no one should have noticed.
"There is a kind of person who is more profit-oriented than businessmen, and can even more influence the survival of the country!" The man emphasized his tone, "Compared with it, those of us who cultivate Taoism and seek immortality are just small profits, aren't they?" He went away again. He rolled Mr. Huang Cong's head. Mr. Huang Cong was speechless because his vocal cords had not grown back.
"It is beneficial to have desire," he added. "For the immediate benefit, some people cannot see clearly the harm that is a little further away. Some people think that being loyal and leaving a name in history is the highest state of life, but they do not know that it is also harming the country. I want great gain!" His tone was very excited, but his face was very peaceful, except that Mr. Huang Cong's head under his feet was rolled badly.
"Brother Dao!" Yun Kong planned to cut off his words at all costs this time, "I don't know..."
"You don't know why I'm here, and you don't know why I talked all this nonsense."
After everything he wanted to say was finished, Yun Kong was speechless and forgot to close his mouth for a moment.
"Because you just met someone."
"I just met a guy roasting chicken."
"There are a bunch of people hiding in the woods behind this man," the man said, "and one of them recognized him at a glance. You told his fortune in Kaifeng three years ago. He immediately asked the chicken cook to chase him. Come to kill you."
"kill me?"
"But if you don't succeed, you can't kill him." As he said that, the man raised his head proudly and stared at the night sky with his sharp eyes under his sword-shaped brows.
Yun Kong looked in his direction.
In the night sky, there were groups of black shadows, tangled into long black cloths in the sky, circling up with rustling laughter.
"Take a look too." The man rolled Mr. Huang Cong's head with his feet so that he could see the sky.
The black shadow suddenly rose and fell, and suddenly disappeared under the clouds where the moonlight could not reach.
"What is that?" Yun Kong has seen many inhuman things, but he has never seen this.
"Sprites," the man replied, "ancient books say they are plague ghosts that live by the water, and some people say they are ghosts that dwell in barren tombs."
Black shadows emerged from the bottom of the clouds again, chasing each other in the sky, chirping playfully.
"Sprites will laugh at others and those who are greedy for profit," the man said. "They just saw a man who was obsessed with profit in the woods."
"Is this the person you said wanted to kill me?"
"Desire will blind your eyes, and that person will be very famous in the future..." The man looked at the monsters quietly for a while, then turned around and said, "They didn't come to laugh at me, because I just thought about it for a long time. I finally got rid of my desires and decided to show up to find you.”
Yun Kong waited for him to say.
"I don't want to see Wu Sheng again."
"Wu Sheng?" Yun Kong was stunned, "What you mean by Wu Sheng is..."
"It's Wu Sheng in the East China Sea, the omniscient Wu Sheng." The Taoist said, "Like Huang Cong, I don't want to see Wu Sheng again and am afraid of seeing Wu Sheng again. In fact, I have been trying to stop you. Trying to divert your route to prevent you from seeing him."
"Why?" Yun Kong was surprised. What was this person he had never met hinting at?
"I'm afraid of seeing him. I've said it before, and I don't want you to see him, because if you see him, he will definitely find me." The man swallowed, "If I don't see him comparing me to me, favorable."
"Why?"
"The two of us are closely related, you and I are connected together!"
"Why..." Yun Kong couldn't ask any more. He was getting more and more confused. He thought he should go back to the most fundamental question first: "Who are you?"
"You know who I am, but you don't know who I am." The man turned around, his eyebrows raised, and his long beard swayed at his chin, "Seventeen years ago, I went to Yinshan Temple , informed them that Master Dengxin and Master Denghuang were about to die, and also provoked the monks there, hoping they would drive you away, lest the two masters tell you about your past life."
"You are..." Yun Kong felt his mind was blown and he couldn't help but point at that person.
"But I can't help but want to tell you... So thirteen years ago, I went to visit Zhang Tieqiao, the divine strategist. I hope he can guide you on a path so that you can avoid the turmoil and discover your past life." The man said lowly He spoke in a hurried manner, as if he was reflecting on his own indecision over the years.
"Then I immediately regretted it, so I led you and Chi Chengzi to the secret realm of cave heaven, and made you disappear in the world."
"You did it all?"
"It's me," the man shook his head tiredly, "but I'm tired."
"You are a five-flavored person," Yun Kong said. "You are a five-flavored person among the four strange people, known as the 'Western Five Flavors'."
"There is no semicolon in the world. I am the five flavors. There is nothing Western or Western."
"Then let me ask you something. When I was a child, I met a Taoist priest in the Shangqing Cave Heavenly Palace in Shaozhou. He said that there was a picture in which a dragon would fly out. Is that you?"
"You have a good memory," Wu Weiren said with a smile, "It's me."
"Did you recognize me by then?"
Wu Weiren avoided Yun Kong's burning gaze and nodded slightly.
"At that time, were you following me?"
The five-flavor man sighed, shook his head and said, "It's a cause or an effect, it's hard to put it into words." The five-flavor man no longer rolled Mr. Huang Cong's head, but picked it up and held it in his hand: "I am Wu Sheng's No. 1 Experimental subject, he is number two.”
"What is an experiment?"
"You will understand. I am going to tell you a story. After I tell it, you will understand."
In the night sky, the monsters suddenly burst into laughter.
The five-flavored people glanced at the sky with disgust and saw them flying downward like a bunch of ugly coals, flying to the bank of the river.
When they reached the river, they listened quietly.
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"Is he a spy? Just kill him," the patrol leader said.
Because it is located in the sensitive border area between Song and Jin Dynasties, the Lianshui Army has a patrol team patrolling the suburbs every night. This night they caught Qin Hui and his group.
"I'm Zhong Cheng." Qin Hui said hurriedly.
"What is Zhongcheng? He is clearly a spy." said a patrolman.
Ordinary people don’t quite understand what Zhongcheng is.
In fact, Zhongcheng is commonly known as prime minister, but there has never been an official position called prime minister in Chinese history. Although each dynasty has different titles, the people do not understand it well.
Qin Hui was very upset. He was already in the military camp, but he encountered these unknown soldiers, and their eyes were unabashedly staring at his belongings.
Fortunately, there was a patrolman who was a little more cautious. He turned his head and thought for a moment and said, "I'm afraid it's really some high official. Make no mistake, please go to Mr. Wang."
Master Wang is Wang Andao, who supervises the army, and has the official title of "wine supervisor".
He has seen more of the world and is more tactful.
Qin Hui told him again: "I was imprisoned in the army. I killed the Jin man, took the boat, and then escaped eastward along the river."
It was said that he was Zhongcheng three years ago. The imperial court at that time had already collapsed when the Jin people entered the city. Now the officials in the southern court are another group of newcomers. Who can remember who Zhongcheng was at that time? ?
Wang Andao didn't dare to make any decisions. Who knew what news this person might bring back? Maybe this person could help him no longer have to monitor the army on this dangerous border, and he could be promoted and make a fortune?
Promotion may not be possible. Seeing the greedy eyes of the surrounding soldiers eyeing Qin Hui's property, eager to snatch it and devour it, Wang Andao thought to himself: It may be inevitable to make a small fortune.
