Reverend Insanity

In the sky, in the clouds, spring rain rolls underneath.

Light rain like cow hair, spilled down, covered the green moat mountains with a layer of light smoke.

The dining room on the first floor of the inn is still cold and refreshing, with only four tables.

The square is sitting against the window with a gust of wind and poetry and floral notes.

“Tian Street's little rain is as crisp as a souffle, and the grass colour is distant but nil.” The square gaze window whispered softly before retrieving his gaze.

The table in front of him was full of good wine and delicious aromas. Especially bamboo wine, with a fresh nose. The green liquor softens quietly in the bamboo cup, and from this point of view, it exhibits an amber, warm glow.

Nearest to his table are the two grandchildren. Dressed in plain clothes, they are mortal.

The old man was jealous of Fangyuan as he drank the rice wine. Obviously touched by the aroma of bamboo, but without money to buy it.

Sun Tzu ate the halogenated beans and chewed them into his mouth. At the same time, he haunted his grandfather and shook the old man's bladder: “Grandpa, Grandpa, tell me the story of my ancestors. If you don't, I'll go back to Grandma and tell her you're out stealing wine! ”

“Alas, it's not safe to have a drink.” The old man sighed, but his face showed a colour of mercy. He touched his grandson's head with his lean hands, "I'll tell you. Speaking of which, the ancestors gave their hearts to hope and escaped from the siege of predicament...”

The story of our ancestors is the most widespread and oldest legend in the world.

Old people tell stories like this.

In other words, the ancestors have emerged from their predicament because of hope. But after all, he is old, he has no strength and wisdom, he can no longer continue to hunt, even his teeth have fallen out, many wild fruits and vegetables can no longer be chewed.

The ancestors have felt death approaching.

At this point, he hopes to tell him, "Man, you cannot die. If you die, you lose your heart, and I hope you lose your habitat. ”

Ancestor was helpless: “Who wants to die, but the heavens and the earth want me to die, I have to die. ”

Hope says: "There is hope in everything. As long as you grab the magic, you can add a new life span. ”

Ancestor had long heard of the existence of the magic trick, but he was helpless to stare: “When the magic trick stood still, no one could perceive it. When it flies, it's faster than light. How could I have caught it? It's too hard! ”

Hope tells Ancestor a secret: "Man, do not give up hope for anything. I tell you, just on the northwest corner of the earth, there is a mountain. There is a hole at the top of the mountain where one or two worms live. All you have to do is subdue these two maniacs. There are no maniacs in the world that cannot be captured, even maniacs! ”

The ancestors had lost their way, and that was his only hope left.

He spent so much time finding this mountain. Risking again, he climbed to the top of the mountain. At the aperture at the top of the mountain, he only had a little bit of strength left to move in on foot.

The cave was dark, hands could not see five fingers, and the ancestors walked in the dark. Sometimes I bump, I don't know what I bump into, I bump my head and bleed. Sometimes I feel like the darkness is infinite, as if it were another world, nothing but himself.

He spent a lot of time in the dark. Not to mention subjugating one or the other of the circles.

Just as he was lost, two voices came from the darkness.

One said, "Man, do you want to come and capture us too? You go back, even if you have the strength to do it, it's impossible. ”

And the other voice said, "Man, back off, we will not take your life. Even if you had the wisdom to help, you wouldn't necessarily be able to find us. ”

Ancestors fell to the ground helplessly, panting: “Strength tricks and wisdom tricks have long gone away from me, I have no life left, there is no way to go. But as long as there is hope in my heart, I will not give up! ”

The voices were silenced when they heard the words of their ancestors.

It took a while to say, "I get it, man, you've given your heart to hope. You're saying you won't give up anything. ”

Another voice took over: "In that case, we'll give you a chance. Just say our names and we'll use them for you. ”

People were stunned. To accurately call out two exact names from the word sea, this was simply a sea fishing needle.

Besides, he doesn't even know how many words are in the names of these two tricks.

Ancestors rushed to ask for hope tricks, but hope tricks didn't know either.

The ancestors had no other way out, so they had to say their names on their scalps. He said a lot of names, which took a long, long time, but there was no response in the dark, which was obviously wrong.

Gradually, the human ancestor's breath grew weaker, and in this cave he moved from old age to twilight years. As if it were sunset in the evening, it gradually descended, and half of it had fallen into the sky, becoming a sunset.

He brought fewer and fewer foods, slower and slower minds, and less energy to talk.

The voice in the darkness persuaded: "Man, you are dying, let us let you go. While you're at it, you can climb out of the cave and take a look at the last look at the world. But if you offend us, as punishment, leave hope here with us. ”

The ancestors held their hearts tight and categorically rejected: “Even if I die, I will not give up hope! ”

Hopefully, the trick was very touching and I tried my best to respond to the ancestors and emitted a white glow. A little white light appeared in the hearts of the ancestors.

But the white light is too weak to illuminate the darkness, not even the whole body of the ancestors, only to illuminate the chest.

But the ancestors felt an invisible new force, pouring into their bodies from the hope trick.

He went on to say his name. He's old and confused, many names have been said before, but he can't remember clearly. Again, a lot of kung fu has been wasted for nothing.

Life goes by, and the life of our ancestors is running out.

Finally, when he had only one day left, he said the word "moment”.

In the darkness came a sigh, a voice: "Man, I admire your insistence. You said my name, and from today on, I will obey your orders. But only with my brothers can I capture all the worms for you. Otherwise, I can't do it alone. So give it up, you're already dying, so why don't you take advantage of the world and take a final look at it. ”

But the ancestor shook his head resolutely, and he hurried all the time to continue talking and guess the name of the other worm.

Time flies by, minute by second, and he only has one hour left.

But at that point, he inadvertently said the word "rules”.

Time, darkness disappeared.

Two tricks appeared before him. As Hope says, a trick is a square, called "moment." A trick is round, called a "rule." Together, it's "the rules."

The two tricks came together: “Whoever knows our name, we will obey him. Man, now that you know our names, we have used them for you. But remember, it's best not to let other spirits know our names. The more we know our names, the more we have to surrender them at the same time. Now, you're the first to surrender to us, say what you want. ”

Ancestor Da Xi: “Then I will order you to capture me a spell first. ”

Rule number two combined forces to capture an eighty year old.

The ancestors are 100 years old. After eating this trick, all the wrinkles on his face suddenly disappeared, his lean limbs filled with healthy muscles, and the breath of youth reappeared.

He had a carp fight and jumped.

He looked at his body with joy and knew he was back to being a 20-year-old!

……

“That's it for today. Let's go home, grandson.” The old man told the story and drank the wine.

“Grandpa, go on, what happened to the ancestors?” But the grandson did not, shaking the old man's arm.

“Let's go, we'll talk later.” The old man put on a gown and clothes and put a small size on his grandson.

The grandchildren left the inn and stepped into the rain curtain, gradually moving away.

“Rules…” Square glanced and turned to the glass, staring at the green bamboo liquor liquid in the glass and feeling it.

The legend of the ancestors, widely circulated in this world, hardly any unknown people. Naturally, the source has already heard of it.

It's just that whether it's a legend or a story, it's the benevolent who sees the wise who sees the wise. The two grandchildren just now simply think of it as a story, but Fangyuan can taste the meaning of it.

Just like that ancestor.

When he doesn't know the rules, he wanders around in the dark. Sometimes falling and crashing, bumping and bumping, causing the head to bleed and wreak havoc. Sometimes another vast area is lost, with no direction or goal.

This darkness is not pure darkness or darkness; it cannot be restrained by power, wisdom and hope.

Only when the ancestors know the "rules” and break the name of the rules, will the darkness disappear and the ancestors come to light.

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

Square moves his gaze out of the glass and looks out the window.

Just outside the window, the sky is dark and dull, the green mountains are green and the rain is misty. Nearby, the high-footed bamboo tower stretches out one after the other. Two or three pedestrians on the road, with rain cement on their feet, were either wearing grey green coats or wearing butter cloth umbrellas.

Fang Yuan summed up: “The heavens and the earth are like a chessboard, and all living beings are chess pieces, running according to their own rules. There are rules in the four seasons, and the spring, summer, autumn and winter cycle sequentially. The flow is regular and flows low. Hot air has rules and rises high. Naturally, people have rules. ”

“Everyone has their own positions, desires and principles. Take Ancient Moon Village, slave life is cheap, master life is expensive, that is the rule. Hence, Shen Cui wants to climb to power and strive hard to get rid of slavery. The tall bowl is trying to please the master, the dog warriors. ”

“For my uncle and aunt, it is sexual greed and desire to annex the inheritance of both parents. The classroom elders mainly cultivate magicians and maintain their place in the school. ”

“Everyone has their own rules, every industry has its own rules, and every social group has its own rules. Just drill through the rules and the spectators will be clear. Go dark and get bright, spinning around here, and the swimming blade is more than enough. ”

Fang Yuan, also associating himself with his situation, has long been prepared in his mind: “For the ancient moon dust of the ruler of the desert country, it is to preserve the prosperity and interests of this vein. Being indifferent to me has broken the rules, he will not attack me in order to protect the family's reputation. It might even offer to compensate me. ”

“In fact, the desert family is very powerful, and I can't resist it because of the damage to my reputation and my desire to punish me. But in the desert dust of the ancient moon is fear. He's not afraid of breaking the rules, he's afraid that others will follow him and start breaking them. Little generations struggle, if elders intervene, things will expand, if it affects the top, it is a huge threat to the whole village. Ancient Moon's fear of desert dust lies in the fact that if there is a future struggle, there are others who will take action against their grandson Ancient Moon. This is his pulse. This is the man. What if he's dead? Maybe he doesn't even know that fear. He just subconsciously keeps the rules. ”

Fangyuan's eyes were clear, and the matter was always open to fire.

Gao Bowl is not Gu Yue, he is an outsider, he is a servant.

The master executed a servant, it doesn't matter. In this world, it's normal.

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

“However, I have sent a box of shredded corpses, and it is expected that the ancient moon dust will be interpreted as a compromise and threat. That's exactly what I want him to understand. Not surprisingly, the Aphids will not pursue the death of the tall bowl. Of course, if my qualifications were to be higher, it would be second class, the Apathetic family would feel threatened, and my reputation would be damaged, and I would be suppressed as a future threat.” Fang Yuan laughed in his heart.

Strength can be borrowed, weakness can be exploited.

Fang Yuan is a chess player even though he is in the Bureau at this time. But my heart is familiar with the rules, and I already have a chess player's heart.

Most of the ordinary characters are just like ancient moon dust or old scholars, and they just know their rules, and they walk apart like mountains. Like Fong Yuan, insight into the big picture, mastery of the rules is no big deal!

You know the rules, you have to be like your ancestors, climbing and beating in the dark, wandering lost.

At this time, power, wisdom and hope don't work very well. It takes time and understanding to gain experience.

The name of the Ancestor who broke the rules was a time-consuming attempt under the breath of death.

Fangyuan is familiar with the rules and the experience he has accumulated over the last 500 years.

Since his rebirth, he's confident he can create a brilliant future. Not because of the resurgence of spring and autumn cicadas, not because he knows a lot of secret treasures, nor because he has mastered the general direction of the future.

It's about 500 years of living experience.

As the ancestors mastered rule number two, they could easily capture all worms!

And Fang Yuan mastered the rules and rules, so that he could live high, and his eyes were filled with things. Or wipe the cocoon, or get a needle of blood. I laughed proudly and looked at the world like a chess piece, following their own rules and proceeding on schedule.

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

And the reborn demon has walked in the light.