More than ten years ago, in the private room of Tianfu Restaurant in Xuanzhu County, two children and a middle-aged uncle ordered a large table of dishes.

"I said I was a rare time when I was merciful to treat you to a meal. Why do you brothers still look like a mother-in-law? It's like eating tribute? And why did you guys come out with lunch boxes? "

The younger child: "It's delicious, take it back for her sister. She has teeth and can eat meat."

Older child: "Teacher, we are indeed dead."

The uncle said strangely: "Hey? Then how did your sister come?"

"I was born to me. My aunt was beaten to death two months ago."

Uncle: "Oh...but it's all my business. I'll spend a lot of money to treat you to dinner. Forget it, you don't even say good things, and don't even give me a good face. Do you think I'll treat you to dinner in the future? The brat and Yue Yang, you two have memorized it. Take it out and let others eat it once. Others will find it novel. Let others eat it twice, three times and four times, then don't blame others for disgusting you. If you want to get welcome from others, help from others, and like it from others, then you can't make others feel that you are 'miserable'."

Uncle: "Only those with rich people can borrow money because everyone knows that they can afford it; only those who do not lack love will get love because everyone knows that they know how to love; only those who are not miserable can live a happy life because everyone is willing to add icing on the cake."

The uncle drank a glass of wine: "You two don't care. Do you know why Emperor Gaozu has been hailed as the number one saint for thousands of years?"

The older child: "Isn't it because he founded Huiyao?"

Uncle: "Not only that! Have you ever seen Scarti merchants occasionally in Xuanzhu for so long? Although Scarti is just a small overseas country, history is not shorter than Huiyao. However, Scarti has not been unified yet, let alone the saints who have been passed down for generations."

Uncle: "The reason why Emperor Gaozu was great was that Emperor Gaozu popularized his spiritual power to everyone! The so-called spiritual power is the power of the mind and the power of wishes! This is the reason why Huiyao has emerged in many heroes for thousands of years!"

Uncle: "As long as your will is firm enough, your mental power will help you realize your wishes; but on the other hand, if your will is weak and you complain all day long, your mental power will accelerate your depravity? Let you fall into a mud and turn into a pool of mud!"

The older child shook his head: "Teacher, are you lying? Destiny is impermanent and unpredictable, what does it have to do with spiritual will? Can firm will change the world?"

The uncle smiled: "The world will not be changed by spiritual will? But spiritual will can prevent you from being changed by the world. When I was in Yanjing, I saw countless heroes and talents? Some took advantage of the situation and were favored by heaven; some were unable to recover when they encountered a blow? From then on, their lives were ordinary; some were silent for a while but they firmly believed that they would succeed? They finally made a comeback."

Uncle: "The first type of people is favored by fate and there is nothing to say; but the difference between the second type of people and the third type of people lies in whether they will be firm. If you are a high-ranking official and want to find a smart person to be your subordinate? Are you looking for a young man who drinks all day long to relieve his sorrows? Or are you more fond of a dignified student who takes the initiative to recommend himself to you?"

The two children nodded thoughtfully, but the older child immediately asked, "But what if the third type of people don't have the chance to make a comeback, and just like the second type of people, you can only live an ordinary life?"

"You know how to slap it." The uncle patted his head and cursed with a smile: "Do you remember it for me? Those who have hope in their hearts will never fail all the time. If they really fail no matter what? Anything they do is tortured by fate, then he can proudly curse the sky when he dies? "God, you can't kill me? We will continue to play in the next life'----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

"Saying so much? The result is not a matter of fate, it has nothing to do with spiritual will."

"Oh, the little brat is not convinced? I tell you that good things may not be realized, but if you keep worrying about bad things in your heart, it will definitely happen."

"real?"

"Your teacher, I am the best example." The uncle said: "I was too poor when I was a child, so I always felt that I would not have money. As a result, I am now a high-ranking official, but poverty still transcends imagination and turns into my reality..."

"Teacher, please go to Xiangxuehai a few times less and you won't be so poor."

"You are young and don't understand, this is called social engagement." The uncle smiled:

"Anyway, always have hope and smile more. When you grow up, you will probably have some of the beauty you are a good teacher, and if you don't use it well, you will be wasted."

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"Boy, do you know there is a saying that failure is the mother of success?"

"Know."

"Look, I lost to you when playing cards. It's not too much for me to call you son?"

"If you are willing to dress up as Xiangxuehai's top brand, I don't mind calling you "Mom."

"Boy, why are you talking about Xiangxuehai? Is the spring heart aroused? Is it just so happening that I'm going to Xiangxuehai to see Jing Qingfeng, why don't you come together?"

"If you don't go, I don't like Jing Qingfeng."

"I like him very much. He is a real villain, but unfortunately he is a bad guy."

The boy showed unexpected eyes, "Do you think you are a good person, teacher?"

The middle-aged uncle shook his head: "I don't think I am a good person, but does that mean I like to date bad people? Why do everyone like to listen to books like "Shuo Lie Zhuan" that praises loyalty, righteousness, courtesy and wisdom? The so-called morality and justice, these beautiful things, even if you cannot have them, you will unconsciously want to get close to them."

"And, do you think I discussed any conspiracy with Jing Qingfeng? Is the ruthless 'Black Thorn' worthy of having a 'white lotus' dream?"

Boy: "So what are you going to discuss?"

Middle-aged uncle: "Discuss how to be a good person."

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"You have learned all the bloody drinks of Badaliu, and you have also known the things about the Four Guards. You can't finish the rest for a while. It's okay to go back to Xuanzhu and slowly learn by yourself."

"I have nothing to teach you."

In Yanjing, in the deep winter, a teenager respectfully bowed to the middle-aged man on the bamboo chair: "Thank you hard-working teacher."

"It's not hard, I deserve it. Who told me to be a teacher suddenly and take you as a stinky brat as a student?" said the middle-aged man: "Maybe you were my father in your previous life, and you asked me to collect debts in this life."

He paused: "Oh? Didn't you take the opportunity to call me my son? Interesting, I thought you had been transformed into a heartless and ruthless personality by the Blood Drink Badaoliu. By the way, you can take this away too."

He took out a string of necklaces inlaid with sapphires: "Don't you want them for a long time? Look, get out of here if you take them."

The boy took the necklace: "According to the four guards' regulations, this cannot be given privately..."

"Thank me for my blessing. From today on, you will be walking in Dongyang of the Four Guards." said the middle-aged man: "But this is just the meaning. Before you completely control the piano player, don't think about using your walking identity to direct others. Snake swallowing elephant will only be supported to death."

"I understand." said the boy, "But I took it away, teacher, you..."

"Of course I'm going to be promoted. From now on, I won't have to worry about freedom and freedom when eating and drinking. Naser's heart is useless to me."

"I heard..."

"Let's go, you can't stay in Yanjing."

After being silent for a long time, the boy asked, "Do you have anything to ask me? For example, an agreement with Jing Qingfeng?"

"Whatever you want, if you want to cooperate with Jing Qingfeng, don't expect him to be for my sake... Maybe he has forgotten me. If you have any ideas, you can achieve it in your way, and you don't need to go my way."

"As for the others, it's nothing... Oh, by the way, you will cause trouble in the future, don't report my name. It's not that I don't want to protect you, but I have offended many people. If you report my name, you will only be beaten even more violently."

"The other is, if possible, I hope you can study in the Imperial Academy. It is a very good college, and you will definitely meet many very good people..."

The boy: "Impossible. After I mastered the piano player, I wouldn't have time to go to Yanjing to study. At most, I would let my younger brother and sister go."

"it's a pity."

It was another long silence.

Young man: "Teacher, you obviously have the ability to overcome the world, why-"

"I'm not as powerful as you think." The middle-aged man smiled and said, "I can barely be considered a wise man, and can see the direction of the wheels of history. However, controlling the wheels and even blocking the wheels is a skill that only saints have. I don't have this ability."

"I just believe that God's will cannot be violated."

Bang.

The boy suddenly knelt on the snow, beside the middle-aged man's thigh, his body trembled uncontrollably. He had always been a dull person and shed two lines of tears: "Teacher..."

"It's the first time I've known you for so many years, I'm watching you act coquettishly, a brat..." The middle-aged man gently rubbed the boy's hair: "The first time I saw you, I felt that you had a breath, a breath that I didn't have, a breath that 'man will conquer nature'."

"I have been wandering in Xuanzhu for many years, but fortunately, with you as a student, I am not considered empty-handed in my life."

"Old, teacher, I will continue, continue yours-"

"Continue my career? There is no need. My experience is insignificant. If you rely too much on experience, you will fall into the rut of 'ignorance'. The meaning of experience is not about repetition, but about improvement and innovation."

"Use your way to realize your dreams. Just remember to keep hope and respect God's will, even if I have not wasted my many teachings."

After the boy had cried enough, the middle-aged man helped him up, looked at his flowery face and couldn't help but smile, "Sure enough, you can always feel novel when you feed someone blood and tears for the first time. Okay, wipe your face clean and don't show weakness and desolation, go back to Xuanzhu."

The boy still did not move. The middle-aged man shook his head helplessly, led him out of the house, and said as he walked:

"Stop being spoiled, you are already a murderer, so the brat...is not right..."

"Qin Leyin, no one can bully you anymore."

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When Leyu escaped from the memory and emotional storm, he almost felt that he had been stolen by Qinle Yin.

Unlike Qianyuliu, Qianyuliu’s memory is a library, neat and meticulous; unlike Yinyinyin, Yinyin’s memory is a mud pool, only the clear water on the surface can be drunk, and the water is covered with precipitated turbidity; unlike Jing Zhengwei, Jing Zhengwei’s memory is a garbage pile, and he can only be picked and selected.

The memory of Qin Leyin is a ruin.

At first, Leyu just picked some useful things on the periphery of the ruins and lived on it, but if you encounter a suitable opportunity during the excavation, the ruins will undergo changes that Leyu cannot understand, such as a stone slab suddenly popping up with a blue-eyed white dragon, a dead scarab suddenly revitalized, a coffin suddenly lifted up and a cover...

But as the ice blood flowed in the blood vessels, Leyu quickly took back control of the body.

"Will the blood drink Bajiu flow still have a blocking effect on memory? I don't know this." Suddenly a voice sounded: "But you had to learn this at the beginning, so it's not my fault."

Leyu looked at the chief manager. The teacher in Qin Leyin's memory was completely in line with the chief manager in front of him. Apart from the scars on his face, the chief manager was almost exactly the same as Qin Xiao who had been remembered more than ten years ago, as if he had not aging at all.

"Qin——"

"Let's call me the chief executive." He said: "This is my current name."

Leyu took a deep breath: "I have many questions to ask you."

The chief manager shook his head: "I can't basically answer you."
To be continued...