Dreaming for 10,000 years

Chapter 257 Let’s talk

Shi Fei stopped and looked at the old man for a moment. The afterglow of the setting sun shone on the old man's white beard, casting a faint golden edge.

He smiled and replied, "From the east."

The old man stroked his long beard and said, "Where are we going?"

Shi Fei smiled and said, "Go west."

The old man asked again: "Where is east? Where is west?"

Shi Fei said: "Where we came from is the east, where we are going is the west."

"So you are just a passer-by!" The old man laughed, stood up and brushed the dust off his robe.

"In this life, who is not a passerby?" Shi Fei asked in return: "Perhaps only the gods in heaven are not passersby, right?"

"It's all the same!" The old man waved his hand and said, "It's just that I've been here longer than the average passerby. Heaven and earth have their own life spans, let alone immortals?"

Shi Fei then asked, "I wonder what the old man is waiting for?"

The old man said, "Wait for someone to discuss Taoism or swordsmanship."

"What is the discussion of the Dao? What is the discussion of the sword?"

"Being honest with each other, we can talk about the truth."

Shi Fei said: "Then those who discuss swords are just empty-headed people who cannot be discussed?"

The old man said calmly, "That's right."

"So are you waiting for a discussion of Taoism or a discussion of swordsmanship?" Shi Fei said.

"do not know."

"I do not know what that means?"

"I don't know what I mean, I don't know whether the person I'm waiting for is going to discuss Taoism or swordsmanship."

Roaring Sky Dog, which had turned into a sparrow on the tree, yawned when he heard the two people talking like they were playing charades.

Damn it, I hate these riddlers the most.

They all pretend to be ignorant even though they know the truth.

He shook his feathers and continued to listen to the two people playing charades.

"…Since you are just a passer-by, why don't you take a good look? You must know that the world is changing rapidly, and the joys and sorrows of the world are nothing but passing clouds." There was a hint of tentativeness in the old man's tone.

Shi Fei just shook his head and said, "But I can't control my hands. I'll try to control them when I see them."

The old man looked at Shi Fei carefully, with a scrutinizing look in his eyes, and said, "You don't seem like someone who likes to meddle in other people's business. Those trivial matters have nothing to do with you."

He was talking about Shi Fei beheading demons and monsters. The world is like a net, and everyone's fate is already written in the book of life and death when they are born.

Although some "accidents" are inevitable during operation, those "accidents" are also caused by other people on the Book of Life and Death.

Regardless, the meat is rotten in the pot.

Everything is destined.

This is the basic rule of this world.

Only people like Shi Fei are not on the Book of Life and Death at all. They are like a BUG running in a normal program, or like an eraser erasing the Book of Life and Death.

The old man is Taibai Jinxing. He values harmony and wants to persuade Shi Fei not to interfere in the fate of others.

He almost said it clearly, whether those people live or die has nothing to do with you. "I also thought about not caring..." Shi Fei suddenly recalled his last dream, when he was a social animal in the Dream City.

"I wish I had thousands of mansions to shelter all the poor people in the world and make them happy." Shi Fei sighed and said, "I didn't have the ability to manage it before, and now that I have the ability, I still don't manage it. I am deceiving myself."

It's like a person who has just joined the company and has to abide by the weird rules and the boss's temper, and is alienated by the company's rules and the boss.

Now that you have finally gained the power and capital to become a boss, would you still establish such a disgusting system in your own company?

Some people can, but Shi Fei doesn't.

So, he reached out to those who faced injustice. Back then, no one helped him, but now that he has the power, he wants to help others.

Therefore, the old man advised him not to worry about anything and just be a passer-by. He really couldn't do it, as this was completely different from the path he wanted to take.

The greater the power, the greater the subversion of the world. If you have the power to change the world but don't change it, it is tantamount to tacitly accepting the world.

It's like there's a mountain of shit outside your house, and you don't have the ability to shovel it away when you're a kid. But when you grow up and have the ability, you don't shovel the mountain away, and just let it stand outside your house.

Then you must be used to the mountain of shit and the smell of shit.

"That's a way." The old man thought of something and said, "Have you ever gone with me to the underworld and written your name in the Book of Life and Death?"

As long as Shi Fei is willing, the ten kings of hell in the underworld can unite and write people who are not in the Book of Life and Death in the Book of Life and Death.

Shi Fei shook his head and said, "That's not necessary."

He put himself in shackles, but he is not a lazy person!
"Neither this nor that will work. You are really putting me in a difficult position!" The old man frowned and said in a pretentious manner.

"Not long ago, I saw a group of bandits." Shi Fei suddenly said, "There were only five or six of them, but they caused unrest in more than a dozen villages around them, and even forced the villages to pay tribute every year. I saw them and killed them. More than a dozen villages have been at peace since then."

"I am just a passer-by. I saw injustice and offered help. Is that wrong? Does this make things difficult for you?"

If a person sees injustice and offers to help, no one would say that he is wrong.

The old man did the same, he didn't say anything. If Shi Fei acted recklessly, he would find an excuse to attack him. Now Shi Fei was doing good things, which made it hard for him to say anything.

“The world is like a chessboard.” The old man shook out a handful of black and white pieces from his sleeves, and the pieces fell to the ground and turned into a woodcutter and a peasant woman: “All living beings are in the game, why do we have to force ourselves to be chess players?”

Shi Fei stepped forward and kicked the chessboard cleanly: "If you saw a child fall into a well, would you also ask about his fate first?"

He hated this ridiculous fate the most.

The old man sighed and changed the subject, saying, "What do you want to do? Is there anything I can do for you?"

His purpose was to test Shi Fei and see whether he needed the cooperation of Heaven.

"I don't know either." Shi Fei said, "I just want to walk around and take a look. As for the future, maybe I can open a school."

"School?" The old man suddenly became alert: "You still have the interest to be a teacher?"

He wondered who in the three realms liked to teach and educate people.

"All things are inferior except reading. I have never tried it before, but now I want to try teaching and writing." Shi Fei told the truth.

Reading can change your destiny.

This world has gods, mortals, and demons, which is much more complicated than the ordinary world. Being a god not only allows you to be free and at ease, transcend life and death, but also allows you to serve as an official in heaven.

The immortal officials in heaven are both immortals and officials, which perfectly solves the problem of "everyone in the world says that immortals are good, but they can't forget fame and honor".

He thought that he could open a school, teach and educate people well, slowly understand the world and change the world.

But for the old man, teaching and educating people has a greater impact on the world than doing justice.

Once a school of thought becomes influential, it will continue to influence millions of people for hundreds or even thousands of years!
(End of this chapter)