"What do you want me to believe in you? What does it mean?" Lao Zhou was puzzled by Mr. Su's actions, and at the same time he also showed a hint of anxiety in his tone. But for some reason, Lao Zhou did not show anger, because Mr. Su's smile was too straightforward, making it difficult for him to hate him or even distrust him.

Facing Lao Zhou's question, Mr. Su did not answer directly, but was still driving smoothly. He just looked at me and said, "Brother, what is your decision?"

At this time, I was as if I was watching a thrilling movie. The scene was a chase between cars, because Mr. Su was clearly watching me, but the car maintained a certain speed. He drove a turn, avoided an oncoming car, and also surpassed a car.

There was no light in the car, but some lights from the entire city outside reflected in the car. But Mr. Su's eyes looked at me were so bright. Even though there was a lingering vicissitudes, the foundation that came out was so clean and there was no trace of malice.

I don’t know why, but I blurted out like this and said, “Old Zhou, believe in Mr. Su, let him take us away.”

"Ah?" Lao Zhou was confused by me and then asked me: "Why?"

"Mr. Su is not an ordinary person." I just said this based on my feelings, and then fell silent. In fact, I don't understand why I said this, why do I think he is not an ordinary person.

"Okay, I don't understand the world of you and Hai Dafu." Old Zhou sighed quietly and stopped talking.

Or, from that moment on, Lao Zhou would feel that I still have a distance between Hai Nian and him because we are cultivators and he is just an ordinary person, and I don’t know how to explain it for a while.

But at this time, Mr. Su had already turned to drive. He looked ahead and whispered: "Everyone's world is wonderful, and there is no distinction between high and low. What he learned is different, but it is a drop of water in the long river. The emperor may not necessarily be higher than the people, because the happiness of the people may not be in the long river of the world. Everyone is the same for life. The only difference is a heart."

"What?" From the rearview mirror, I saw Lao Zhou suddenly stunned, and then suddenly became silent. I looked deeply at Mr. Su's back as he was driving, looking thoughtful.

And I have been immersed in the artistic conception of this sentence for a long time and I can't speak. The first thing I think of is my master, and only the old man who can't see through, will say some profound words from time to time.

In those life after life, everyone is the same. In this life, I may be in power for a while, but the next life may be a sound of vicissitudes. Only one heart is my heart, which remains unchanged. The washing of life after life and different experiences are sublimated by a heart.

Not the high and low of a person.

Thinking of this layer, I suddenly looked at Mr. Su's calm side face in shock, and turned on the sound indifferently, and played an old song quietly: "Forgive me not knowing how to cherish that day, I only know how to be willful and bad things. I hope you can listen to the future in the void at this moment. If there is a date that will be completed, I will really have such deep affection again. I will lead you with heaven as evidence."

Accompanied by the singing, Mr. Su took out a cigarette, and the expression on his side face became unpredictable. His eyes became very deep, just like traveling through time and staying in a certain period of time. A faint smoke filled the car. He suddenly said in a low voice: "Everyone has his own world, and there is a story that he only understands in his own world. I have a story that I promised for the future. I have experienced many things and realized that it is worth it. I helped someone come here for a walk. Then, I think in this world, there are really new stories happening every moment, and a new story may be a heritage. I am very happy. I saw you and you."

Lao Zhou was completely stunned when he heard this passage. If Mr. Su seemed unfathomable, then the current passage was simply inexplicable. Although Lao Zhou had been overturned, the rigorous spirit in his bones was still there. Based on my understanding of Lao Zhou, he probably was already judging whether Mr. Su was a crazy person and said these to two strange men?

Although I don’t think so much like Lao Zhou, I always remember a taboo in interacting with people, called ‘slight communication and deep words’. Did Mr. Su say too much? Because I feel that this is his inner voice, why should I say it to me and Lao Zhou?

However, he smiled again, even though he looked sideways, the spring breeze-like smile still had such a moving and infectious force. He didn't care about our expressions, nor did he wait for any response from us. He just said: "If we meet again in the future, don't imitate that little girl, call me Uncle Su, you can call me Brother Chengxin. If there is a future."

"Oh." Lao Zhou and I responded a little foolishly.

The city we are in is not a big city. Under the expressway like Mr. Su, the car has already driven to the suburbs of the city. Farmland, quiet mountains, and sparse buildings have appeared here.

Mr. Su drove the car to a suburb path, then turned and stopped in front of a small building, and then said to me and Lao Zhou: "When you get to the place, help your friend get out of the car."

What is this place? In my opinion, it is just an ordinary farmyard?

But I have already reached this point, and I chose to believe Mr. Su, what else can I say? Old Zhou is even more a bachelor, and has already helped me get out of the car. At this time, Mr. Su was already knocking on the door.

Soon, the door here opened. The one who opened the door was a middle-aged man who looked very much like an old farmer. He had doubts in his eyes at first, but after looking at Mr. Su, there was obvious surprise in his eyes. He couldn't help but scream: "Chengxin? Why are you here?"

"I was going to visit this city because of these things, how could I not come to Mr. Qin to take a look? When I was young, my master once brought me to you to talk about Mr. Qin's understanding of herbs, and even Master and I felt inferior. In this world, no one knows that if you want to buy medicinal materials and find some special medicinal materials, you have to find Mr. Qin." Mr. Su's tone was calm, with the respect he should have, and there was a trace of memory. It did not make people feel that this compliment was numb, but instead felt extremely sincere.

He did not avoid talking about Lao Zhou and me, but Lao Zhou and I were very surprised. Lao Zhou was originally a doctor, and what he was surprised was the content. He whispered to me: "Lao San, is this world crazy? Don't go to the hospital if you look for medicinal materials, or pharmacies? Go to the suburbs of this city to find an old farmer?"

I didn't answer Lao Zhou's words because in my heart, I was even more shocked, but the shocking point was, what kind of world is this? It seems that such an old farmer who is not astonishingly beautiful is doing business with medicinal materials? There are also special medicinal materials!

My master is good at formations. Most people will misunderstand that my master inherits the word "Xingzhi". After all, it is a formation or something. Most people will think of Feng Shui, but my master is a real mountain vein. The formation is an attack, defense, and mysterious formation close to the mountain vein, rather than a Feng Shui formation that hides wind and gathers energy like the word "Xingzhi".

Such a heritage will naturally come into contact with the other four meridians, medicine, life, divination, and appearance. I can understand the word "medical meridians". Therefore, this special medicinal material forced me to look at this old farmer with admiration. This kind of thing does not refer to the ordinary human body. Ganoderma lucidum and other things are even more humorous. Western medicines such as aspirin.

Is this world crazy?

I feel that this time it was not only Lao Zhou's life that was subverted. My life was also subverted. I remembered that at noon the day when Lao Zhou entered my shop, I had an illusion that there seemed to be an inexplicable storm outside the door, which was about to flood me.

"Chengxin, how can I afford to say this to you and your master? It's really?" The old farmer who was called Old Qin looked a little shy, but he looked up and said again: "That change of the world is really thanks to your current circle."

But I didn't expect that at this time, Mr. Su smiled faintly again, interrupted Mr. Qin and said, "Old Qin, this time I came to visit late at night, in addition to seeing you, there was something I needed to trouble you. I might have to cook a bucket of medicinal soup for you and boil some medicine because of this little brother."

While speaking, Mr. Su looked at me who was being held by Lao Zhou, and then looked at Old Qin apologetically.

At this time, Old Qin's eyes finally fell on me and was stunned for a moment, and he couldn't help but sigh: "This is so powerful, evil spirited! Are you here?"

Is something coming? I feel like I am not on this planet at all, but traveling to a world that I don’t know, and I can’t even understand what they say.
Chapter completed!