While Wang Zhiping is very touching and true, if you do n’t believe it, you do n’t believe it. If the iron tree you say blooms, I just do n’t believe it!

"The second brother seems a bit wrong today!" Wang Zhixin beside Wang Zhiping muttered in his heart.

"Hey, what did this kid see?" The smile of Master Han's mouth revealed a smile, secretly in his heart.

"Did n’t he ever see the monster?" Wang Zhan, the head of the Wang family, looked at Wang Zhiping with horror, but then an old woman around him interrupted him and asked softly, "Master, these two elders today How do you say so much? "

"Don't talk too much!" Wang Zhan whispered to stop the woman's questioning around him. It seems that Wang Zhan knows something that others don't know.

Seeing this, Wang Zhiping didn't say much, but sighed and said, "Oh, since everyone doesn't want to listen, let's stop ... Minger, can you think about it?"

"Return to the second elder, Minger already thought about it." Wang Ming Xingli said.

"Okay, then tell me, what are ghosts and gods?" Wang Zhiping asked lightly.

Wang Ming sorted out the decorations and costumes on his head, then walked on the square platform, folded his hands with his fists, saluted the people on and off the platform, and finally stood in the center of the square platform, calmly speaking, "Bodhi The ancestor once said: 'If you are like a linden tree, your heart is like a mirror stand, you can count as six pure people!' But later generations have once said: 'Bodhi is not a tree, and a mirror is not a Taiwan. "Dust?" Said. Our ancestors have always believed in ghosts and gods, but no one can tell what the ghosts and gods are. No one here must have seen them, why? "

Wang Ming said a few words, and the scene was quiet immediately, but Wang Ming's words obviously did not finish, then went on to say: "Actually everything is very simple. There are no ghosts in this world, and some are just people's hearts! The ancients said : "At the beginning of a person, nature is good, **** is similar, and Xi are far away." What does this mean? When you were born, everyone was kind, like a blank piece of paper, but why are you "sexually close" and "Xi Xiangyuan"? This is not For others, only because of human speculation. What is human speculation? For example, some of the friends present here are the same, reading people, and young people, but our purposes are different, some want to gain fame, some are In order to learn, to earn attention, and some to learn knowledge, and some to cultivate sentiment. Of course, this is just to say that we are doing the same thing, but the purpose of the idea is different. Similarly, everyone has a ghost in their hearts This ghost may not really exist, but only the thing you fear in your heart! For example, this brother, see that you are thin and pale, most of the year Sick, right? "

Wang Ming said, he walked to the side of Fangtai, and asked a young man with a thin body, pale face, and eyes blinded.

The young man knew at first sight that he belonged to the kind of bedridden perennial, but it was also rare. He stood here for so long under this scorching sun for the royal family meeting. After being asked by Wang Ming, the young man was shocked, but immediately The man nodded, apparently agreeing with Wang Ming's statement.

Wang Ming smiled, and then said, "Oh, for this brother, then the ghost in his heart is the sickness. It must be the sickness that has troubled and frightened the little brother day and night for so many years. What I said Right? "

There was a touch of touch in the eyes of the young man. Wang Ming seemed to see through his heart. For so many years, I do n’t know how many nights I have been tortured by the disease, and it is difficult to fall asleep. Even if I fall asleep easily, I will wake up in pain. This kind of endless torture has made him think of suicide more than once, but because he still has his parents, Gaotang, he has given up this idea many times. The reason why he came here today is to listen to what There was nothing that moved him to find his motivation to survive. Now, after being awakened by Wang Ming, he nodded gratefully again.

"Trust yourself, everything is possible!"

Wang Ming encouraged the youth with a strong look, and then went to the other side again, and said to a beautiful girl, "This girl, seeing you as beautiful as flowers, there must be no lack of suitors around you, you must Who should I worry about choosing? "

After the girl saw Wang Ming coming, she was a little dazed, and after asking questions, she couldn't help but frown, but after listening to the question, she turned red and lowered her head, nodded shyly.

Because Wang Ming is right, there are three young people who are pursuing her at the same time. One is a rich son, a good skin, and will please her. All aspects are excellent. No one knows nothing about it, and spends the day drinking and enjoying it all. The other is a farmer's child whose parents died prematurely. He is alone with a younger brother. Although not wealthy, he also has nothing to worry about. Unfortunately, the five big and the three are rough. Somewhat awkward, often think of what to say, do not know her mind, will not please her; another is a poor scholar, this scholar is handsome, unfortunately too poor, the family can not open the pot, often ask her for relief, also She often writes some poems and songs to please her, but after reading more, it feels a lot of sourness, which is not very tasteful. Of course, with this scholar, she can make her feel a different kind of feeling. She also couldn't tell what it was like. Similarly, all three expressed her hobbies to her, so it was difficult to decide for a while.

Wang Ming smiled, nodded and said, "Hehe, for this girl, the ghost in her heart is hesitant, afraid to choose the same, but lose the same."

The young girl listened to Wang Ming's words and lowered her head shyly. She couldn't keep her fingers on the corner of her clothes, and whispered in his mouth, "How good would it be you?"

Naturally Wang Ming didn't hear this. He didn't stop, and went to the position of the Wang family on the square. After seeing Wang Ming coming, Lin Yingtian's complexion changed slightly, but Wang Ming didn't watch him Instead, he focused his eyes on Bai Yue, the woman in white behind Lin Yingtian.

When walking to Lin Yingtian's position, Wang Ming made a courtesy and asked politely: "Master Lin, the boy has a request. I wonder if your elderly can agree?"

"Well, you said." Lin Yingtian said lightly.

"I want to ask this girl behind you a question, I wonder if it?" Wang Ming said.

"Well, you can, you ask." Lin Yingtian turned and looked at Baiyue behind him, and found Baiyue still indifferent, said lightly.

"Thank you! This girl, I wonder if you would like to answer the next few questions?" After asking Lin Yingtian's permission, Wang Ming looked at Bai Yue and asked.

"You ask." Bai Yue's face still looked like the frost that would not change for many years, and he didn't even look at Wang Ming, and replied faintly.