Chapter 377

Xiao Gongye was stunned for a while, and suddenly asked, "isn't it very dangerous for me to come to Nanjin now?"

Qin Murong flattened his mouth and said with a smile, "it's really dangerous, but it's not to say that we don't touch anything dangerous. It's just to see if it's cost-effective. Between the risks we pay and the rewards we get, it's the basis to guide us to do things."

"You say that I don't seem to understand any more. "

As they spoke, they had already walked the steps to the front of the building which looked like a temple.

The tall door was thick. Several Hercules pushed the front door open with great effort. There was dust falling from it. It seemed as if it was foggy in the sun, which made my grandfather cough.

Normally, my grandfather would be very angry, but this time he didn't.

He touched his chin, turned to Qin Murong and said, "I know! They don't open this gate at all on weekdays. They only open it when they come to visit. It must have been a long time since they opened it. That's why there is so much dust. Today's dust doesn't mean that they don't respect me. On the contrary, it means that they attach more importance to us! "

Qin Murong nodded his head and said, "that's what it means."

Xiaogong laughed happily and said, "it's very simple. I thought these things were difficult before. In fact, it's nothing difficult."

When a group of people entered, it was much dim compared with the brightness outside.

Xiaogongye immediately closed his eyes and waited for a while to open them. Then he was surprised and said, "sure enough, after closing for a while, you will see more clearly!"

He was like a child with a new toy and had a good time.

Qin Murong smiles happily. He thinks that if he educates this dandy well, he should be able to repay Dazhu's kindness, right?

No matter whether that guy is Dazhu or daguozhu, although there are huge differences between the two terms in legal theory, Qin Murong doesn't care. In his opinion, that guy is such an interesting fat man, that's all.

After walking through the long hall, it is not a place for audience. There is a door. When you open it, there is another corridor inside. After walking through it, there is a door.

This makes Qin Murong wonder how long this temple like place is!

As the last door opens, the room inside is not too big.

Hundreds of square meters, a very ordinary looking seat in the middle, next to the table and chair furniture, there are simple food on it.

Large pieces of meat with some dried fruit and some fruit.

Barbecue with fruit? And a big bowl of wine?

It's not like a life for a sovereign.

The people in the seats just sat there, covered with blankets, with long hair and one hand holding gills. They looked at Qin Murong and his party with a gentle face.

Xiao Gong was stunned for a moment, then suddenly said: "ah! I know why this guy doesn't come out to meet us. It turns out he's lame. He can only sit like this, so I can understand. "

Qin Murong almost spat out a mouthful of old blood, and then said: "understanding is on the one hand, how can you speak so impolitely? It's very bad to say that a disabled person is lame when you see him. Even if he is really lame, can't you say it directly? It's like seeing a bald person. You can't point at the other person's head and shout bald, can you? How impolite? "

My grandfather blinked his eyes and said in surprise, "Oh? Is his long hair a wig

"Er..."

"Cough, cough, cough!"

Just now, the gentle Lord coughed two times, reached out and touched his head, then said with a bitter smile, "this is my real hair."

Qin Murong asked curiously, "really Is it real hair? "

"Well Part of it. "

The LORD was embarrassed to death.

He is the most powerful person in this area, but looking at the whole world, he really does not have the dignity of the two young people in the opposite.

Of course, in his opinion, the young man is a dandy whose son depends on his father.

But Qin Murong, it is really from scratch, bit by bit to spell out this huge family business, unprecedented and never to come.

The future monarch of the state of Daliang, he always said to fight, not to mention his own small country leader?

Moreover, he is only in his thirties. He is still young, and he is also the world where he has been shot one by one. He has a sense of identity.

Qin Murong looked around, then went directly to the tables, chose a seat and sat down. He picked up a piece of meat on the table, smelled it and ate it. He also said, "please come here. Naturally, there's something delicious and interesting. Anyway, it's not good to eat. You can't play. You can't see anything interesting here all the way What can I do for you? "

There is even a lot of blame between words.

The leader of pellet kingdom once again gave a bitter smile and said, "I can only do my best.""Well..." Qin Murong said, "but I heard that in the Southern Jin Dynasty, the Lords or warlords were ruled by the elders. You are young."

The monarch said: "in the troubled times, it is possible for the people to live and work in peace and contentment now that they have worked hard to create this world."

"Troubled times?"

Qin Murong stopped to eat and drink, turned to look at him, then touched his nose and said: "ordinary people in this world, in the face of oppression, in the face of troubled times, there are always only two kinds of ideas. One is to swallow one's anger and live hard, the other is to use patience in the face of life. As for the second kind of people, they can use their fists. Once they are unfair and can't survive, all they can do is fight and fight with their own lives. To put it bluntly, they use their fists. Only the third kind of people, who are also very few, know how to analyze the situation, wait for a good opportunity, and then rise up after finding an opportunity. The goal is the world. "

"I don't know what kind of person the Lord is?" he asked with a smile

The Lord blinked his eyes, then sighed and said, "I'm still the second kind of person. I'm lucky. I've been through a lot of hardships, but the result is good at least."

"Oh? Anyway, I have nothing to do. Since there are stories and wine here, why don't you tell me? "

"Not bad."

Someone pushed his seat behind him, which was movable.

At the table, he began to eat and drink.

Xiaogong sat down with Qin Murong. He didn't want to eat this kind of food, but he couldn't help eating it.

Needless to say, although there is no special taste, the meat is very fresh.

Good meat, no seasoning.

After a few sips of wine, the Lord began to talk about his past.

Once upon a time, he was just the son of an ordinary farmer in a small village.

Even though they are born with boundless power, they are nothing special. On the contrary, they are too able to eat, which makes the burden of the family very heavy.

But on the whole, life can go on.

As a result, one day, a team of people came here, first let the village hand over a lot of food, and then one of the noble sons fell in love with a girl in the village.

The village girl's idea is very simple. Attracted by your son's wealth and temperament, she naturally wants to.

As a result, in a few days, you abandoned the village girl when you left.

In the process of searching, the village girl was abused and beaten, left disabled for life and had to lie at home.

At that time, when he heard about it, he was very angry, but he was helpless and not ready to do anything.

As a result, the father of the village girl went directly to argue with the noble son, and was killed.

This touched one of his nerves and went straight to talk to each other.

That noble young master is bold and fearless, and doesn't care at all. He only treats his words with a scornful attitude.

Even if he is holding a machete, you don't care at all, because you have a very strong family background. Legally, the village belongs to you. Their land belongs to others. With a word from you, all the land in the village can be recovered, and then they can't even ask for food.

As a result

He did it.

If you cut it down, you will be dead.

The guards were crazy for a while and attacked him crazily. Some of them were experts.

But he was born with divine power. He was able to fall for ten times. Although he suffered some injuries, he managed to survive.

The rest of the guards summed up. If they came back home, it must be a crime of bad guard. So they directly divided your son's luggage and scattered them.

But this village can't.

He thought that he had done a very brave thing and would be regarded as a hero by the village.

In fact, after he returned to the village, the villagers also treated him like this. They served him with good wine and meat, and they almost offered him up as their ancestors.

As a result, that night, when he woke up from drunkenness, he found that he had been tied up.

He was full of doubts, but the village head gave the best explanation.

He caused a great disaster, a great disaster for the destruction of the village.

The villagers had no choice but to seize him and give him directly to your son's home in the hope that the noble master would not anger the village.

He was desperate, waiting to die.

Results the next night, when the villagers sent people to inform the noble family, the girl sneaked in with her sick body and let him go.

In the process of release, it was also found by villagers.

In order to let him escape smoothly, the girl also lost her life. She used her thin body to resist the pursuit of the villagers. She was pushed down by them, and then trampled on the road to death.

He ran and found a nearby cave.

He wanted revenge.His family is also implicated by himself. Now he doesn't know the life and death, and the girl died miserably, which makes his hatred for the villagers reach the extreme.

But at the same time, he can't help thinking, is what he did Wrong.

If I didn't rush to kill people and act impulsively in order to satisfy my inner so-called justice, I still live well in the village, and the girl won't die. Even if she is disabled, she will be able to deal with it sooner or later.

It is undeniable that it is his impulse that makes him fall into such a field and makes innocent people die miserably.

But is it really wrong?

He doesn't think it's good. He thinks he doesn't read much and can't understand it. He only knows that if he has another chance, he may think about it a little before he starts, but it doesn't affect his killing.