Reverend Insanity: Section 38: The devil walks in the light

In the sky, there are overcast clouds and spring rain lingers.

The drizzle, as thin as a cow's hair, sprinkled down, covering the Qingmao Mountain with a thin layer of smoke.

The first floor dining room in the inn is still deserted, with only four tables of guests.

Fang Yuan was sitting next to the window, a gust of wind was blowing, mixed with poetry and floral fragrance.

"The rain on Tianjie is as crisp as the grass, but the grass is far away but not close to it." Fang Yuan looked at the window and groaned softly, and then recovered his sight.

The table in front of him is full of good wine and dishes, with all colors and aromas. Especially the green bamboo wine, the fragrance is fresh and fresh. The turquoise wine was quietly contained in a bamboo cup. From this perspective, it was exuded with a warm amber-like luster.

The table closest to him is the grandparents. They are mortal in plain clothes.

The old man sips rice wine and looks at Fang Yuan with envy. Obviously it was attracted by the green bamboo wine fragrance, but there was no money to buy.

The grandson eats marinated sweet beans and bites in his mouth. At the same time entangled his grandpa, shaking the old man's arms: "Grandpa, grandpa, tell me the story of the ancestors. If you don't tell me, I will go back and tell grandma that you come out and drink!"

"Well, it's not safe to take a drink." The old man sighed, but his face showed kindness. He touched his grandson's head with his skinny hands. "Then let me talk about it. Say that the ancestor gave his heart to hope, and escaped from the round of difficulties ..."

The story of the ancestor is the most widely spread and the oldest legend in the world.

The story told by the old man is probably like this.

The ancestors got rid of the predicament because of hope. But after all, he was old-fashioned, without the strength and wisdom to continue hunting, and even his teeth fell out, and many wild fruits and vegetables could not be chewed.

The ancestors have felt the gradual approach of death.

At this time, I hope you tell him, "Oh man, you can't die. When you die, your heart is gone, and I hope I will lose my habitat."

The ancestor was helpless: "Who wants to die, but the world wants me to die, I have to die."

Hope hope says, "Everything has hope. As long as you seize life, you can add a new life."

Renzu had long heard of Shou Yan's existence, but he reluctantly spread his hand: "When Shou Yan is still, no one can perceive it. When it flies, it is faster than light. How can I capture it It's too difficult! "

Hope tells people a secret: "Human, don't give up hope in everything. I tell you, there is a mountain on the northwest corner of the earth. There is a hole on the top of the mountain, and there is a circle in it. Two tapeworms. As long as you can surrender these two tapeworms, there are no tapeworms in the world that can't catch them, even the longevity! "

The ancestor has lost his way, this is his only hope left.

He exhausted all his hardships and found the mountain. Risking all kinds of thrills, he climbed to the top of the mountain. At the top of the cave, he had only a little bit of strength left, and staggered into it.

Darkness in the cave, no fingers can be seen reaching out, human ancestors walk in the darkness. From time to time, I bumped my head and didn't know what was hit. From time to time, I felt that the darkness was vast and boundless, as if it were another world, except for him, there was nothing around him.

He spent a lot of time and couldn't get out of this vast darkness. Not to mention surrendering two roundworms on that side.

As he was confused, two voices came from the darkness.

One said, "Human, do you want to come and capture us? You go back, even if you have the strength to be with you, it is impossible."

Another voice said, "Human, go back, we won't take your life. Even if you have wisdom and help, you may not find us."

The ancestors fell to the ground weakly, panting: "The strength and wisdom have long gone from me. I have no life left, and have no choice. But as long as there is a hint of hope in my heart, Will give up! "

After hearing the words of the ancestors, those two voices were silent.

After a while, I said, "I see, man, you have given your heart to hope. You said you would never give up."

Another voice answered: "That being the case, we will give you a chance. As long as you say our two names, we will use them for you."

The ancestors were stunned. To accurately call two accurate names from the word sea, this is basically a haystack.

Moreover, he didn't even know how many words were in the names of the two uncles.

The ancestor quickly asked Hope, but Hope didn't know.

Human ancestors have no other way out, so they have to bite the bullet and say their names. He said a lot of names, and it took a long, long time, but there was no slight response in the dark, obviously all wrong.

Gradually, the ancestor of the human ancestor is getting weaker and weaker. In this cave, he has grown from old age to old age. It's like the sunset in the evening, and it gradually descends. Half of it has fallen into the sky, and it has become a sunset.

He brings less and less food with him, his brain turns slower and slower, and he has less energy to speak.

A voice in the dark advises: "Man, you are dying, let us go. You can climb out of the cave and take a last look at the world while you have the last time. But you offend us As punishment, leave hope here to accompany us. "

Human ancestors clenched their hearts, flatly refusing: "Even if I am dead, I will not give up hope!"

I hope that I am very touched, and make every effort to respond to the ancestors, and send out a white light. A little white light came out of the heart of the ancestors.

But the white light is too weak to illuminate the darkness at all, and even the whole body of the ancestors cannot be taken care of. It can only illuminate this part of the chest.

Human ancestors felt an invisible new strength, pouring from their hopes into their bodies.

He continued to speak, saying the name. He is old and confused, with many names that have been said before, but he ca n’t remember, and say again, a lot of effort was wasted.

With the passage of time, there is not much life left in the ancestors.

Finally, when he has only one day of life left, he speaks a "moment".

A sigh came in the dark, and a voice said, "Man, I admire your persistence. You said my name. From today, I will obey your orders. But I have nothing but mine Brothers can be together to catch the maggots of the whole world for you. Otherwise, I ca n’t rely on my maggot ability alone. So you give up, you are already dying, it is better to take advantage of this world and take a look at this world. "

The ancestor shook his head firmly. He seized all the time, continued to speak, and guessed the name of another maggot.

Time passes by, and he only has one last hour left.

But just then, he accidentally said the word "regulation".

In a short time, the darkness disappeared.

Two puppets appeared in front of him. As Wang hoped, a tadpole is square, called a moment. A cricket is round and is called a "rule." Taken together, they are "rules."

The two uncles said together: "No matter who we are, we will obey him as long as we know our name. Man, since you already know our name, we will use it for you. But you have to Remember, it's best not to let other beings know our names. The more we know our names, the more we have to surrender them at the same time. Now, you are the first one to surrender to us, say your request. "

The ancestors are overjoyed: "Then I will order you, and catch me a sorrow first."

Rule two forces together to capture an eighty-year-old shrew.

Human ancestors are already 100 years old. After eating this shrew, all the wrinkles on the face were eliminated, the skinny limbs were filled with bodybuilding muscles again, and the youthful breath was emitted again.

He struck a carp and jumped up.

He looked at his body with delight, knowing that he was a twenty-year-old youth again!

...

"Stop here today, go home and be grandson." The old man finished the story, and the drink was finished.

"Grandpa, keep talking, what happened to the ancestors later?" The grandson shook his arm, but did not follow.

"Let's talk, if you have time." The old man put on a bucket hat and a coat, and put a trumpet on his grandson.

The ancestors and grandsons came out of the inn, stepped into the rain curtain, and drifted away.

"Rules ..." Fang Yuan glanced faintly, turning the glass, staring at the green bamboo liquor in the glass, feeling quite in his heart.

The legend of human ancestors is widely circulated in this world, and almost no one knows it. Fang Yuan naturally heard about it.

It's just a legend or a story. The grandparents just took it as a story, but Fang Yuan could taste the profound meaning.

Like that ancestor.

When he didn't know the rules, he fumbled in the dark. Sometimes stumbles, bumps and bumps, making the head bleed and embarrassed. Sometimes, there is another vast expanse, lost in confusion, without direction and goals.

This darkness is not simply black or dark. Strength, wisdom, and hope cannot restrain it.

Only when the ancestors knew the "rules" and broke the name of the rules, the darkness suddenly disappeared, and the ancestors welcomed the light.

Darkness is the darkness of rules, and this light is the light of rules.

Fang Yuan looked away from the glass and looked out the window.

I saw a distant sky outside the window, the sky was gloomy and dark, the green hills were green, and the drizzle was flying like fog. In the immediate vicinity, the high-footed bamboo towers are extended one after another. Two or three pedestrians on the road had their feet wet with rain and cement, either wearing grey-green jackets or wearing butter cloth umbrellas.

Fang Yuan summarized in his heart: "This world is like a big chessboard. All living things are chess pieces, and they run according to their own rules. There are rules in the four seasons, and spring, summer, autumn and winter cycle in sequence. Flow. There is a rule for hot air, and it goes up. People naturally have rules. "

"Everyone has his own stand, ** and principles. Take the ancient moon cottage, for example, slaves are cheap, masters are expensive, this is the rule. Therefore, Shen Cui wants to climb up the power, and she has to escape from every effort. Slavery. The high bowl will do everything possible to please the master and the dog. "

"For your father and mother, you are greedy by nature and want to annex your parents' heritage. The school teachers are mainly to train teachers and maintain their status in the school."

"Everyone has their own rules, each industry has their own rules, and each social group has its own rules. As long as you understand these rules, you can be clear to the bystanders. Go to the dark and light, in In this way, you can do everything with ease. "

Fang Yuan also associates with his own situation, and he has a plan in mind: "For Gu Yuemochen, the person in charge of the Mo family, it is to maintain the prosperity and interests of the context. Indifferent looks to me, it is already broken rules, in order to To safeguard his family reputation, he will definitely not do anything to me. He may even actively compensate me. "

"Actually, the Mo family is powerful. With their reputation damaged, they want to punish me, and I ca n’t resist it. But Gu Yuemo Chen is afraid. He is not afraid of breaking the rules, but is worried about other things. People followed him and began to break the rules. Junior battles, if the elders intervene, the situation will expand. If it affects the high-level, it will be a huge threat to the entire cottage. Gu Yuemochen is worried that if other people fight in the future, Sun Tzu Guyue Mobei started. His veins, this man, what should he do if he died? This fear may not even be known to him. He just wants to maintain the rules subconsciously.

Fang Yuan's eyes were clear, and the matter was clear from the beginning to the end.

Gao Bowl has no surname Gu Yue, he is an outsider and a slave.

It does n’t matter if the master executes a slave. In this world, it's normal.

Fang Yuan killed High Bowl. The death of Gao Bowl is not the key. The key lies in his master, the Mo family behind him.

"However, I sent a box of broken corpses this time. It is estimated that Gu Yue Mo Chen will interpret it as a compromise and a threat. This is exactly what I want him to understand. Not surprisingly, the Mo family I will not be responsible for the death of Gao Bowl. Of course, if my qualification is one level higher and I am a second class, the Mo family will feel threatened, and with the reputation damaged, it will also suppress my future threat. "Fang Yuanxin sneer.

Strong can be used, weak can also be used.

Fang Yuan is a pawn, although he is in the game at this time. But he is proficient in rules and has the heart of a chess player.

Most of the ordinary people are just like Gu Yuemochen or Xuetang, but they only know their own rules. Like Fang Yuan, it's hard to understand the big picture and master the rules!

You need to know the rules. You have to wander around in the dark like a human ancestor.

At this time, strength, wisdom and hope are not very useful. You must gain time and experience to gain experience.

The name of Renzu Nengdao rules Erji, it took time. Under the shroud of death, he tried many times.

Fang Yuan is proficient in rules and regulations, and it is also an experience he has accumulated over the past 500 years.

Since he was reborn, he is confident that he can create a glorious future. Not because of the reappearance of Chunqiu Chan, not because he knows many secret treasures, nor does he grasp the general direction of the future.

It's the life experience of people in the past 500 years.

As the ancestors have mastered the rules, they can easily catch the world!

Fang Yuan, who is proficient in rules and regulations, can stand high and glance through the complicated world. Or pull cocoons, or see blood. I arrogantly arrogant, coldly watching people around the world like chess pieces, following their own rules, marching step by step.

Darkness is the rule of darkness, light is the rule of light.

The rebirth demon has walked in the light.

(ps: Four thousand words chapter, smash the recommendation ticket!)

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