In this day and age, there aren’t that many interesting stories.
After drinking soup and eating meat, the villagers didn't chat too much after a long day of chopping wood. They complained for a while and then leaned against the wall to rest.
Zhang Jingqing and Zhang Zhiwei were meditating with their eyes closed.
For a moment, the stone temple fell into silence, with only the crackling sound of the fire burning.
Time passed slowly, and the rain outside became heavier and heavier. After it became completely dark, there was a faint sound of people outside.
"Boss, look, there is a stone temple in front of you, and there is fire inside."
After a while, the door of the stone temple was pushed open with a bang.
Several men wearing raincoats, bamboo hats, and holding long knives came in.
When the villagers saw it, they all became nervous again, and subconsciously tightened the hatchets in their hands.
Zhang Zhiwei glanced at Master and saw that Zhang Jingqing was indifferent and didn't even bother to raise his eyelids, so he continued to meditate.
"Excuse me, everyone. It's raining too much. I don't want to stay outside, so I have to come in for the night. Please be patient."
The leader said with his arms folded.
After saying that, he took off his bamboo hat, revealing a weathered face covered with beard. He looked like a gangster, with the words "not to be trifled with" almost engraved on his face.
Several villagers quickly said they were being polite and asked them to help themselves.
Afterwards, the bearded man went over to chat with the villagers, asked for some firewood, and lit a bonfire on the other side of the stone temple.
A group of people gathered around the campfire, eating the dry food they had brought with them, talking and laughing.
One person laughed and said: "Bingjianzi, when will Liang Qingzi say hello?"
The bearded man replied: "Hold the lantern higher, those water yards are just yellow grass kilns!"
The man said again: "That torch is like a fire point!"
The bearded man replied: "Third pieces of Qin, I beg you, that handle is a bit overwhelming!"
During the conversation, the bearded man looked around, his eyes lingering on the tall Zhang Zhiwei intentionally or unintentionally.
The villagers couldn't understand what these people were saying and were talking in low voices.
"Where is this dialect? It's weird."
"Who knows? By the way, uncle, these guys look like very capable people. Do you want to ask them to subdue that man-eating blind bear?"
The old man who was called uncle shook his head and said: "No, I don't think these people are good friends. It's not good to lead wolves into the house. It's better to go find those swordsmen with a good reputation!"
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Zhang Zhiwei couldn't understand what was being said on the other side, but he felt the hostility in the bearded eyes. This man had no good intentions.
The voice transmission said: "Master, what are these people muttering about?"
Zhang Jingqing sent a message: "What they speak is not a dialect, but the slang of Jianghu Spring Classics..."
Immediately, Zhang Jingqing explained to Zhang Zhiwei.
In this world, all walks of life include the three religions, eight sects and nine streams, as well as aristocratic families, gangs, halls, and even various black and white forces in various regions.
This is the world of strangers. There are no rules in the world. Whoever has more power and money has the rules.
People are divided into three, six or nine grades, and the world is divided into three religions and nine schools. The tall ones look down on the short ones, the noble ones look down on the low ones, and the rich bully the poor.
Among them, the three religions are Buddhism, Confucianism and Taoism. Their Longhushan Celestial Master Taoism is Taoism among the three religions.
The so-called Jianghu Spring Code is a kind of slang that is only popular among the nine popular schools outside the three religions.
Of course, in order to make it easier to travel around the world, many people in the three religions will also speak a few slang words. Zhang Jingqing, the Celestial Master, can do it. I think that when he was young, he was also a restless master.
Under the explanation of master Zhang Jingqing, Zhang Zhiwei barely understood the words of those people in raincoats.
The man in coir raincoat said, "Bingjianzi, when will Liang Qingzi say hello?"
It means "Brothers, when are you going to show off your weapons?"
Among them, "Bingjianzi" refers to brothers.
In TV dramas of later generations, you can often hear someone shouting "Come on side by side", which means brothers, come on.
"Qingzi" refers to weapons, and "greeting" generally means to do something.
And the bearded man said, "Put the lantern higher, those water yards are just yellow grass kilns!"
It means "If you take a longer view, those rural people are poor and have no money."
"Lantern" means vision, "Shui Ma Zi" refers to rural people, and "Huang Cao Yao Zi" refers to the poor.
The man in coir raincoat said again, "Those two avatars are like fire points!"
It means "Those two Taoist priests look like rich people!"
Among them, "Hua Ba" refers to Taoist priests, and "Huodian" refers to rich people.
The bearded man replied again: "Forget it, that transformation handle is the best!"
It means "Forget it, that Taoist priest looks a bit scary!"
"Dingdai melon" means terrible.
The main reason is that Zhang Zhiwei's height is a bit intimidating. In this era where everyone has good looks, he is nearly 1.9 meters tall. You can tell at a glance that he is not easy to mess with.
The bearded gaze lingered on Zhang Zhiwei for a long time.
Finally, I stopped thinking and no longer planned to do evil.
There is a prophecy in the world that there are four types of people that are less likely to be messed with - Taoist priests, monks, women, and children.
Nowadays, in a deserted mountain and a ruined temple, I met two Taoist priests at once, and one of them was too tall. No matter how you looked at it, this Taoist priest didn't look like a small character who was easy to get along with.
When traveling around the world, you must highlight your skills, and this Taoist priest cannot be offended!
The bearded man muttered to himself, looked away, and warned his companions in black words not to cause trouble.
"They are a group of thieves who commit murder and swindle goods. Master, do you want this?"
Zhang Zhiwei wiped his neck with his hand.
"Don't be impatient if something happens!"
Zhang Jingqing sent a message: "They just had this idea, but they didn't take action. You just went to kill them. So what's the difference between you and them? People are not saints. When they have the wrong idea, they always have to look at it. It’s what people do, not what they say!”
"I understand, Master!"
"Also, what do you understand here?" Zhang Jingqing said again.
Zhang Zhiwei: "…………"
"Should...respect the old and love the young?"
"It's not too much to hide your clumsiness!"
Zhang Jingqing did not scold him, but explained, "In today's troubled world, never think about pretending to be a pig and eating the tiger. In troubled times, if you behave like a pig, then you will feel the greatest evil in the world. Say no. Fortunately, those friendly villagers who brought hot soup may have raised their hatchets."
"Disciple, remember!" Zhang Zhiwei said in a message.
Zhang Jingqing continued to instruct: "But don't be too showy. A gentleman hides his weapons in his body. He must know how to restrain himself and leave a way out for himself. Three points should be exposed and seven points reserved. This is the golden mean!"
"Disciple must pay attention. By the way, Master, what should we do with the man-eating bear?"
Zhang Zhiwei was still thinking about the man-eating bear that was about to become a sperm.
"Look, it's so urgent!"
"Master, I want to make progress so much!"
