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Volume 1 035 [Good and evil, right and wrong]

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    Early in the morning, a carriage stopped at the gate of Wang Hanpeng's mansion.  The carriage is not luxurious. Fortunately, it is also driven by two horses, but compared with the status of a prefect of a state, it can be said to be very shabby.  Poor Mr. Wang was driven from Lingzhou City to Chongan by Duke Qi. He could only receive a shrinking salary every month, and he didn¡¯t even have a few people at his disposal.  If not, why would he ask two men from the world to escort his son to the Snowy Mountains to find immortals?  By the way, the money Wang Hanpeng paid for Monk Kang Wu and Jue Yuan was brought all the way from his hometown.  The servants carried some food and clothing and put them into the carriage. The steward of the Wang Mansion ran to Wang Hanpeng and reported: "Master, everything is ready." Before Wang Hanpeng could speak, Chen Daoning took the lead and said: "It's ready.  Hurry up!" At this moment, Mr. Wang has not yet understood the origin of Chen Daoning.  But since Chen Daoning didn't want to say anything, he didn't dare to ask anymore. The big human-shaped hole in the wall of the front yard was still there.  If you offend this little ancestor, even if it doesn't hurt anyone, I'm afraid his house will have to be demolished.  "Go, go," Wang Hanpeng stroked his son Wang Pei's head and sighed, "Pei'er, the road to find immortality is rugged and bumpy, so you have to be more careful when you go there." A fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy next to him said: "  Don't worry, sir. I will take good care of the young master. " "Then I'll leave it to you." Wang Hanpeng said to him, that young man is Wang Fu, the son of the Wang family. His ancestors have been slaves of the Wang family for several generations.  There is nothing wrong with the heartfelt aspect.  Wang Fu knelt down quickly and said: "I don't dare to accept the gift from the master!" Chen Daoning had already jumped on the carriage and urged impatiently: "Let's go quickly, why are you waiting so long?" "Just come, just come." Kang Wu was reluctant.  He climbed into the car willingly. He originally wanted to go to the Snowy Mountains to find immortals, but he really didn't want to go with the evil star Chen Daoning.  There was someone more reluctant than Kang Wu, and that was the great monk Jueyuan.  This guy tried to escape in the middle of the night last night, but was caught and beaten half to death by the alert Chen Daoning. Now his face is swollen like a pig's head.  The little beggar followed with his mangy dog. Both the man and the dog had been cleaned last night, and the little beggar also changed into good clothes.  Unlike Chen Daoning, who immediately changed from a country boy to a rich man after changing clothes, the little beggar still looked like a little beggar no matter what he wore. His face, which was so thin that it looked like a mummy, was really not much better than a ghost.  "Daddy, daddy, I'm not going! Wow, wow, wow, wow" Wang Pei, who was one year older than Chen Daoning, was hanging on his father's sleeves and crying like a three-year-old.  Mr. Wang looked at his son who was crying and suddenly felt that it was a bad idea to let his son go to find immortals. Will the immortals like this?  Young Master Wang, who was crying loudly, was carried into the carriage by Wang Fu. Wang Zhong, the Wang family's old carriage, shook the reins, and the two variegated horses pulling the carriage began to run slowly.  Monk Jueyuan, who was beaten and bruised all over his body, was holding his remade tin staff and shriveling pitifully in the corner, thinking that he had made a real loss from the two thousand taels.  I don¡¯t know if I will come back to collect the remaining money after following this little evil star.  The carriage left Chong'an City and its speed increased slightly. However, due to the snow on the official road, it could not go any faster.  After a bumpy ride, Mr. Wang¡¯s young master Wang Pei seemed to be tired from crying, so he fell asleep on the only familiar Wang Fu¡¯s lap. The car was finally much cleaner.  Chen Daoning also closed his eyes, but he was not taking a nap, but exercising his spiritual consciousness. This was his daily homework. If he didn't practice for a day, he would feel uncomfortable.  However, due to the presence of outsiders, Chen Daoning did not dare to practice too deeply. He was just practicing the manipulation and operation of his spiritual thoughts.  Although he had his eyes closed, when his mind was released, the entire carriage and even the driver outside the carriage could "see" clearly.  When on the ship, it was very difficult for Chen Daoning to release his spiritual thoughts, which was very energy-consuming.  After many days of repeated attempts, Chen Daoning gradually figured out some tips on how to use his spiritual thoughts. Now it is very easy to project his spiritual thoughts within one foot of his body. Although it is difficult to project his spiritual thoughts three feet outside his body, it is still difficult.  You can still hold on for a quarter of an hour.  At noon, I stopped the car to rest for a while. Not only was it uncomfortable for the person, but the two horses also had to rest and replenish their strength.  Chen Daoning jumped out of the car and threw a cake to the little beggar.  The little beggar caught it gratefully, then divided the cake into two, giving half to his dog first.  Chen Daoning said with a smile: "Your dog is so thin that it can fall over if the wind blows. It can't hunt or guard the door. What's the use of raising it?" The little beggar squatted down and stroked the dog's hair and said, "He is my brother.  ¡± Chen Daoning said rather harshly:?: "He is your brother, are you still a son of a bitch?" The little beggar's answer was beyond everyone's expectations. He nodded seriously and said: "Yes, my mother is a dog, and I drink her milk."  "Grown up." Monk Jueyuan on the side came to pretend to be a moral monk again, put his palms together and said with compassion on his face: "It's good, it's good. All things have spirituality. As long as you are dedicated to kindness, there is no difference between humans and dogs."  The little beggar squinted at Monk Jueyuan, bared his scorched teeth and said coldly: "If you are bent on doing evil, there is no difference between a human and a dog. Three years ago, my mother was beaten to death by the monks of Fan'an Temple, and five monks stewed me.  Mother drank. I once heard the master in the temple preaching Buddhism, saying that good will be rewarded with good and evil will be punished with evil, so I cooked and ate the five monks and sent them to the bliss of the West. " Yesterday, I said nothing!  It seems that the beggar is not stupid after all.  Not only is he not stupid, but he is also clear and logical, and he seems to have heard a lot of truths.  The reason why he stuttered was simply because he hadn't spoken in several years, and now he was speaking with sharper wit than anyone else.  "Ah" Wang Zhong just came over after feeding the beans to the horse. When he heard the little beggar's words, he was so frightened that he fell to the ground. He pointed at the little beggar with fear on his face and said, "It turns out that the one in Fan'an Temple three years ago  It was you who set the fire, and more than eighty people including the monks and pilgrims were burned to death!" The little beggar said with a matter-of-fact expression: "I just want to kill the five monks who ate my mother, and the others just happened to meet me!  , There are always people in this world who deserve to be unlucky. " Kang Wu, a second-rate martial arts master, suddenly felt cold all over, and subconsciously took two steps back, trying to stay away from this little beggar.  He could obviously slap the little beggar to death with one palm, but he still felt fearful and frightened for no reason, just because when the little beggar talked about murder and cannibalism, his tone was too calm, too cold-blooded, too serious, and too indifferent to right from wrong.  .  "Amitabha!" Monk Jueyuan shouted the Buddha's name and took two steps back without leaving any trace. What he was thinking in his heart was: Where did these damn monsters come from!  After knowing that the little beggar had eaten five monks, everyone no longer had much appetite for food. After a quick rest, they got in the car and started on their way again. However, after getting in the car, everyone consciously stayed further away from the little beggar.  Chen Daoning, however, admired the little beggar even more, thinking that he was a man who wanted revenge, and killing a few more people with a flick of his hand was nothing.  Then he asked: "Hey, beggar, I don't know your name yet." The little beggar hugged his dog and replied: "My name is Gou Da, and my brothers' names are Gou San, Gou Er, Gou Si and Gou Wu.  I'm so hungry that everyone calls me a bastard." "What a bad name? It's not as good as a beggar." Chen Daoning thought for a moment and said, "I'll just call you a dog." The little beggar grinned.  :"OK."
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