The shadow of a man, the shadow of a horse, the shadow of a city.

Maybe even if you walk for a lifetime, you will never be able to leave Linzi in your heart.

Zheng Shangming was riding a tall horse, and his other hand was holding the reins of the horse that was carrying Uncle Bao.

The sun set in the other direction, and the shadow of the tall city wall was stretched infinitely, always covering the two of them.

They walked forward, with the shadow of Linzi City chasing after them.

Zheng Shangming turned around and looked at the long shadow of the high wall, like a dense night.

"When I was little, I always played with myself."

On the slowly moving horse, he recalled his childhood.

"My father has been working in the Inspection Bureau. At that time, his official position was still very low, but he was already very busy. My mother was doing research in the Academy of Arts, um, some relatively basic research on spells, but it was extremely cumbersome. They were both very busy.

"

"One year I celebrated my birthday. I was not very obedient at that time and always hoped to get some attention. I specially found a place to hide so that no one could find me. I wanted to see my parents anxious."

Zheng Shangming blinked: "But they didn't notice that I was missing."

"My father thought my mother was taking me with me, and my mother thought I was at my father's place. Or maybe they didn't remember that it was my birthday."

"Later, I was really hungry. I walked out of the alley and walked home alone. It was so dark that night, very, very dark. I still remember a sparrow standing on the eaves.

Watching me walk, I wonder if it can’t find its home either.”

Zheng Shangming grinned: "When I was a child, I was what young men often called a 'young working dog'."

He explained to Bao Xuanjing: "Those of them who can be officials and nobles at birth call those small officials and officials who work hard and can see the end of their lives as 'work dogs', 'work dogs'"

The child was a 'little working dog'. Later, I also became a young man. I told myself that I wanted to fight independently. I am different from those who only rely on their family background. I must prove myself——"

"Later, I proved that I really couldn't do it."

He laughed out loud: "With the help of my father, I became the captain of Beiya."

Bao Xuanjing sat calmly on his horse, listening to the Beiya Captain saying some incomprehensible words.

It's really baffling, who cares about your life?

Zheng Shangming saw the child's seriousness, and in this silence, he felt that he was being listened to.

He softened his tone: "What do I want to tell you? Xuan Jing."

"I don't want to teach you anything. There are many people who want to teach you, and there are many people who can teach you. Sometimes you can't learn."

"It's just that I feel that you are not very happy."

"I share my feelings and my life with you."

"It's that simple," he said.

Bao Xuanjing was stunned for a moment.

This was the first time someone told him——

"I feel you are unhappy."

He was really tired of people who talked to him.

None of them together lived a fraction of his life, and could not even cross the gap between heaven and man, let alone the pinnacle, eternity, but they always came to tell him what path he should take.

But besides these, what else is there to communicate?

Everyone is a completely different individual, with different perceptions of things limited by their own nature. The only thing that everyone has in common is that they are all on the road.

Everyone born in this world is a practitioner.

From birth to death, it is the process of spiritual practice.

When he was studying some time ago, he read a sentence said by Yue Xiaoxu, which he deeply believed -

"I see that everyone in the world is a Taoist friend."

There is another sentence behind -

"Or an enemy."

Aren’t people in the world divided into these two types?

"Those who help me achieve enlightenment", "Those who I will kill before I can move forward".

On the spacious and smooth official road, two horses walked side by side.

The two people sitting on the horse looked like fellow travelers for a moment.

Bao Xuanjing looked down at his heart and noticed that there was a cloud of darkness there.

When Bao Weihong and Dugu Xiao looked at each other, he seemed to be looking at Jiang Wang as well.

Just like when Zhuang Chengqian used it to fill up the calamity, it became the only loophole in this worldly body.

Eight and a half years after his birth, he finally felt the deep malice of Heaven.

He felt that all the accidents were okay, except for the unexpected collision with Jiang Wang...

Just put the sword directly on his neck!

The smooth sailing and steady progress of the past few years seemed like a false dream.

"Destiny favors me" has never happened before.

The silence that has not been disturbed in the past eight and a half years seems to be all for accumulating strength at this moment.

Once the evil intentions of Heavenly Dao are revealed, he must be killed!

But……

Why?

He is the son of destiny, a pure Taoist.

He has a transcendent vision and has paid a sufficient price.

There was absolutely nothing wrong with the entire birth process.

He descended into the human race who truly lived and dominated this world.

Live, study, grow and meet in Linzi city.

He is already a real "person"!

Why was God so targeted?

Where does the malice come from?

There is also a word of greed in killing people and stealing goods! Even because of having money.

Such a strong hatred that would lead to death can never be born without roots.

"Uncle Zheng." Bao Xuanjing admired the scenery beside the official road: "If you have been targeted but don't know what you did wrong, what should you do?"

Zheng Shangming was stunned for a moment.

He did not ask Bao Xuanjing if he was bullied at Jixia Academy, and he did not try to solve it from an "adult" perspective, but took the problem seriously.

"If I don't know what I did wrong, then I must have done nothing wrong."

Captain Beiya said this: "Sometimes you have to do things that others don't like, and sometimes you don't know what they don't like. There are always some inexplicable people and some inexplicable dislikes, but it's up to you to decide what you should do.

What you do is never what others like or dislike."

Bao Xuanjing used his fingers as a comb to comb the horse's mane casually: "What if there is more than one person targeting you?"

"If I am sure that I have done nothing wrong, why should I doubt myself because of other people's dissatisfaction?" Zheng Shangming said: "When one person targets me, it is one person who is wrong. When a group of people targets me, it is a group of people who are wrong. Everyone.

Everyone was wrong about me."

"What if the whole world is wrong?" Bao Xuanjing asked.

"Correct it." Zheng Shangming's expression was very confident for a moment, even sharp, but it quickly softened and finally turned into a bitter smile: "I really want to tell you this. But in fact, I can't.

Maybe only people like Jiang Wangzhong and Xuanzun are qualified to say that. And I—"

He looked at the road ahead: "I will admit my mistake."

"What mistake do you admit?" Bao Xuanjing asked: "You don't know what mistake you made."

Zheng Shangming felt a little disappointed: "It's a mistake that you make a mistake without knowing it. It's a mistake that you don't have enough ability, but you're not gregarious enough."

The two rode together and finally walked out of the shadow of Linzi City. But the sky was dim, and it seemed that there was not much time left to play.

"Hahahahaha." Bao Xuanjing finally laughed: "You are right!!!"

Shoot the arrow first, then draw the target.

The easiest thing in the world is to first decide that someone is at fault, and then look for his fault!

Since he was born into the world, he may have made some mistakes, but absolutely no fatal mistakes. He may have made some negligence due to limited knowledge and vision, but he has established enough safety protections to prevent death due to negligence.

Everything that happened today was just like what Zheng Shangming said in Shuofang Bo's house——
To be continued...