The homeless people couldn't afford wine, so they ate dregs to satisfy their gluttons. Over time, it became a gathering place.

Jiang Wang treated a homeless man to a meal here. As a homeless man, it was natural for him to eat two more steamed buns and three more sauce pork elbows.

This is a chance encounter in life.

Jiang Wang patiently listened to the homeless man's regrets, wiped away his tears with a clean handkerchief, and left after he fell asleep.

There is only one extremely narrow road in Ganquan Lane. There are people sitting, lying or leaning on both sides, crowded with homeless people. In the half-dead situation, they are confused, hearing the movement and looking up one after another, looking at Jiang Wang listlessly and hopefully, seeing him Walking forward without stopping, they drooped down one by one, like street lamps gradually dimming.

These people have no attachment to life, but are full of desire for wine.

Jiang Wang walked and stopped.

At the end of the alley, stood an old man with a tall crown and a beard, with silver hair and a ruddy complexion. He stood there at some point, as if he should have been standing there.

Behind him is a rising moon. It is bright, bright and distant.

His standing posture is very upright, his crown and ribbons are not messy, and his Confucian uniform is spotless.

The moonlight fell on him and stopped on him. He would never take a step outside Ganquan Alley. It seemed that there was an invisible line separating him from this place.

Just a thin line separates the two worlds.

"How can you quench one person's hunger and thirst while abandoning hundreds of others?" the old man asked.

"We are exchanging, not giving away." Jiang Wang said: "He exchanged the past for wine."

The old man asked again: "You are also moved by his story and appreciate his life. Why do you only care about what he eats and drinks?"

"The book says that kindness does not help the lazy, and kindness does not help the poor." Jiang Wang continued to walk forward: "It was his choice to live this kind of life, not that he could only live this kind of life."

Although Changguo was not a big country and had never even been powerful, the wine industry flourished and there was long-term peace. It was actually very prosperous. As long as the citizens had the hands and feet, it would not be difficult to find a serious job to support themselves.

The homeless people gathering in Ganquan Lane are all people who have given up on life for various reasons.

It may save you from hunger for a moment, but it cannot save you from self-disgust for the rest of your life.

"How long will it take to get the full amount of emotions using this method?" The old man said, "You should have a more effective way."

Jiang Wangdao: "I want to feel, not grab."

"Do you have a trick in mind?"

"Traveler."

The old man spread his hands and said, "You seem to be inviting people to drink everywhere. Don't you plan to treat me to a drink?"

Jiang Wang said: "I have already heard the old gentleman's story."

One of the two people stood still, the other moved forward, and they met at the end of Ganquan Lane.

Jiang Wang continued to walk forward.

At the moment of intersection, the old man spoke out: "I was walking in the Eastern Region recently, and I heard that Lord Bowang has been collecting information on sealing techniques related to Yang Kingdom - I thought you would come to me."

I really want to hear Fatty Chong Xuan explain how he does things without causing uproar in the city - how come even Yan Sheng knows about it?

Jiang Wang stopped and bowed: "What you ask for, sir, is not something I can give you. What I ask for, I don't ask if you can give it to me, sir."

Yan Sheng was about to speak,

.

But suddenly he raised his head again, looked at the sky above the alley wall in front of him, frowned and said coldly: "Is it the behavior of a gentleman to sneak around and listen to the wall?"

After Yan Sheng spoke, Jiang Wang noticed the movement.

A man with a dignified appearance and a tall figure was sitting on top of the alley wall, with one foot on top and one foot hanging down. He was holding an open wine jar in his hand. He was laughing loudly at the overflowing aroma of wine. He looked over here with a smile: "You old man, you are so unreasonable! I am sitting here openly and basking in the moonlight, and you are walking by in a big way and gossiping. Why is it that I, Gu Shiyi, am sneaking around and listening to the wall?"

One raised his head, the other lowered his head. One stood, and the other sat. The two extremely powerful men looked at each other, neither giving in to the other.

Jiang Wang took a slight step forward and cupped his hands to Yan Sheng. He cupped his hands to Gu Shiyi on the alley wall and said, "You guys chat, I'll leave first."

He has met too many powerful people during this period, and each one has his own complicated past. He does not want to be tainted with their stories, he just wants to live his own life...

He just wants to have "life" now!

"Brother Gu" or "Mr. Yan". Jiang Wang was polite, but in fact he was impatient and didn't want to get involved with miscellaneous things at such a juncture.

"Wait! Brother Jiang!" Gu Shiyi jumped down from the wall, spreading his wings like a roc: "Don't be afraid, you don't have to walk so fast, there is a certain family here, no one can bully you!"

Yan Sheng took a step forward and stopped right in front of Jiang Wang, blocking Gu Shiyi: "What are you doing with him?"

Gu Shiyi raised the wine jar and said carelessly: "Then let's see what you want him to do!"

Yan Sheng said: "What do I do with him? What does it have to do with you?"

Gu Shiyi raised his head and said, "I don't care who you are or what your background is. Jiang Wang is my little brother. If you want to force him to do something he doesn't want to do, I, Gu Shiyi, will take care of it."

Yan Sheng raised his sleeves in front of him and looked at Gu Shiyi proudly: "Then you should listen well - no matter what plans you have or what big chess you want to play, put your small plans aside. Jiang Wang is the leader of my country, Yang.

The heir of the princess, if you do anything bad to him today, I will stick you here!"

"Joke!" Gu Shiyi laughed loudly: "How could a certain family be unfavorable to Brother Jiang?"

Yan Sheng raised his head even more: "How often did Yan force himself!"

Jiang Wang couldn't leave for a while, so he sighed: "Since both of you want to do good for me, how about we each take a step back and go back to our respective homes?"

He looked at Gu Shiyi and then at Yan Sheng: "Time is limited, I just need to be clean now, and I can't talk about leisurely things. Please forgive me!"

Yan Sheng looked at him deeply and took out a thin book from his sleeve: "This is some of my experience in sealing techniques over the years. I have also made some deductions based on your situation... It should be of some use to you.

Help. Just take it."

He handed it over and said to Jiang Wang: "There are no conditions, and you don't need to do anything. Life and death come first, and it is difficult to survive on your own. Don't be pretentious."

Jiang Wang took it silently.

But why?

Yan Sheng seemed to hear this question, looked at him and said, "The eldest princess spent her last days by your side. I don't want anyone in the world to remember Yang Guo."

It's hard not to feel sorry for these words, and Jiang Wang was also confused for a moment.

"Brother Jiang!" Gu Shiyi also handed over a book: "This is the "Eight Formations of the Wind Queen" that someone picked up on the roadside. It's not worth much! The art of sealing off towns has something in common with the formations. Since ancient times,

The two paths are inseparable. Feng Hou used the Eight Formation Diagram to suppress and kill the demon clan. You may not be able to suppress and kill the thieves after reading this. God - then, this is my heart. I don’t need you to repay me, let alone ask you to do it.

What a disgraceful thing. Do you trust this old man from who knows how many years ago more than your brother Gu?"

How did we get to this point, where we were faced with so many difficulties and couldn't move forward, and yet so many unexpected beings came to help us so proactively?

Changhe Longjun, Yan Sheng, Gu Shiyi...

They are all forced to sell and give away, and they only give without asking for anything.

Is it true that I am the protagonist of destiny, that good fortune comes when the time comes, that heaven and earth work together, and that good winds send me to the blue clouds?

Is Heaven still holding on to it?

.

Where is my neck!

Jiang Wang has seen some of this human world, but still doesn't quite understand it. People and things in this world are all intricately connected.

He understands that what he gains today will definitely be repaid one day in the future.

"Then thank you so much, Brother Gu!" Jiang Wang raised his hand and took the "Eight Formations of the Wind Queen" without any hesitation.

As Mr. Yan said, life and death come first, it is difficult to survive yourself, so don't be pretentious.

The prerequisite for hypocrisy is to have "emotion".
Chapter completed!