The way of heaven must be perfected before it is cut off.

Human nature, more importantly, requires a thorough understanding before one can decide to pursue a lifelong ideal.

The throne state of vigil is not perfect.

His understanding of the world has not reached a comprehensive level.

This is what Xu Xiaoshou was thinking.

Perhaps, using an innate, junior's perspective to figure out an old man who is a senior Zhandao is in itself overgeneralizing.

But Xu Xiaoshou has a very clear self-understanding.

He thought that the night watchman was good, but his teaching was incomplete!

Yes, it is not the way of keeping vigil that is wrong.

Tao itself has no right or wrong.

To blame, I can only blame Vigil's incomplete understanding, nothing more.

And he, Xu Xiaoshou, cannot follow this incomplete Tao!

"Return to the shore..."

What lingers in my ears is the murmur of the vigil.

But in Xu Xiaoshou's mind at this moment, Sang Lao's face appeared, as well as his whole "cage theory".

"If the shore is also a sea of ​​suffering, then looking back, how can we call it 'transcendence'?"

It's drizzling at night, and there are tea shops on the long street.

Three steps away, it feels like a world away.

In the disappearing state, Xu Xiaoshou didn't care whether he could see him or not, he just walked forward and bowed.

After bowing in recognition of the vigil, he drifted away and no longer lingered.

One sentence.

Different road non-phase plan.

…

The night is already deep.

Except Nancheng District.

There is no curfew in the area surrounding the trade fair and other places in the royal city.

Even though the leaders of the major forces are away, the people at the bottom are still living in an orderly manner.

The streets are still brightly lit, and people who come home late or work late are still walking in a hurry.

"It's raining~"

The moon is almost full, and in a few days it will be the day for family reunion.

But at this time, there were already children lighting up lanterns in advance and happily bathing in the quiet night under the drizzle.

But for such a naughty person, the end result is that his parents would pick him up by the ears, take him home and force him to be beaten, scolded and bathed.

In the alley at night.

A young man walked out of the corner.

He was walking quietly in the rainy night, but the people around him seemed to have not seen him at all, and passed by him as if there was no one there.

Xu Xiaoshou had already lifted the disappearing spell.

This is "concealment" playing a passive role.

For him personally, as long as there is no rule to banish a strong man like Bai Ku.

The "Disappearance Technique" plus "One Step to the Sky" meant that no matter how thick the surrounding of the Holy Temple was, Xu Xiaoshou could not be trapped alone.

But today is different from the past.

In the past, Xu Xiaoshou lived for himself, but now it is different.

He is no longer alone!

Take out the communication bead.

To be honest, Xu Xiaoshou had no intention of using this communication bead from the Eight Masters.

But the current situation was a bit difficult to understand, so he dialed the unknown number above.

"Du~"

After a busy tone, a rustling sound came from the other side.

Xu Xiaoshou didn't speak, but listened until the other person said, "Who is it? How did you get someone's number?"

"..."

Turns out to be a storyteller!

Xu Xiaoshou always thought that this communication bead from the Eight Masters directly contacted the Eight Masters, but he never thought that it was actually a storyteller!

No wonder...

No wonder the storyteller came to the first floor of the sky that day and said that you could come to him no matter what happened.

Dare love, this is the way to find it...

At this moment, Xu Xiaoshou had the urge to cut off the communication.

But no, he wants to save people!

So Xu Xiaoshou bit the bullet and said, "Hello, I'm looking for Bazun."

"Xu Xiaoshou?"

The storyteller uttered a sound of surprise, and the rustling voice that was suspected of being dressed paused, and then he said with surprise: "You are calling so late, are you lonely?"

What a lonely ghost... Xu Xiaoshou endured the discomfort and said: "Where is Bazunzhen? Do you have his phone number... uh, contact information? I'll look for him."

"Oh~"

The storyteller was now discouraged.

I'm sorry Xu Xiaoshou didn't come to see him, but to see his brother.

Then a voice came from the communication bead: "I'm looking for you, that brat."

Xu Xiaoshou was surprised.

If nothing else, the storyteller should be in the royal city at the moment.

He talks like this.

The Eight Masters have obviously arrived at the royal city.

When did you come?

This big shit-stirring stick is hiding in the dark. How much shit is it planning to stir up?

besides!

The most important thing!

The storyteller is getting dressed?

Are the Eight Masters nearby?

???

At this moment, Xu Xiaoshou's eyes were as wide as bells.

If he had the technique of fixed-point teleportation and knew the direction opposite the communication bead, he would definitely teleport to the storyteller's room at this moment to see what these two people were doing.

Not long after, a long-lost hoarse voice came from the communication bead, getting straight to the point:

"Are you at the trade fair?"

"Trapped?"

"Looking for help?"

In Bazun's familiar voice, in addition to the hoarseness of not speaking for too long, Xu Xiaoshou also heard a bit of teasing.

But these are not important.

Xu Xiaoshou knew that Bazun was very resourceful and was not surprised that he could guess this. He just asked: "What are you doing?"

"Meeting."

"Meeting? What kind of meeting is so important that you have to get dressed while having it?"

"..."

Bazunzi suddenly fell silent.
To be continued...