Book: distant wanderers

Laugh when it's fun, cry when it's sad, or misbehave simply because inspiration strikes - Wen Kexing always decides for himself what he wants more. Propriety and propriety did not matter.

Well, okay. We're not together until the first rain. Besides, I already had a crappy reputation. You are my. So, for better or worse, we can only stick to each other. Am I talking right?

There are three types of people in the world: those who love meat; those who do not love him; and those who don't care. Sometimes the first type of people is born in poverty, and the second - in luxury. Isn't it funny?

If you want to pursue the Grieving Ghost - easy death to you! I am kind and curious, but not enough to risk my head.

- Certainly. So that the next time I tell stories, I can add with a clear conscience that everything is true.

The accumulation of virtues is truly a worthy occupation,” Wen Kexing nodded respectfully. - How nice that Zhou-hsiung shares this lofty aspiration with me! It just so happened that my like-minded people always shone with exceptional beauty. Now it becomes clear...

- The Ancient Monk renounced worldly affairs - only the path of improvement is important to him. The King of Poisons, they say, has dissolved into jianghu, even the trace has caught a cold. The owner of the Valley of Ghosts is an equally dubious and secretive figure. It is not clear whether it can be attributed to "people" and whether it is worth considering? Wen Kexing retorted fearlessly.

Ah, what a pleasant coincidence, Zhou-hsiung! Fate brought us together again. How many times have we accidentally collided under the light of the moon? Our hearts and souls are connected - not otherwise.

Zhou Zishu suddenly found it terribly funny that passers-by on the street were hurrying somewhere, as if in pursuit of death, while he - a man with one foot in the grave - finally stopped rushing.

Murder followed by arson must be the most diabolical way to do good deeds.

You can break your neck in the struggle for other people's secrets. You can hide behind other people's quotes and worship them as great wisdom. But only if you believe that those who came up with all this had two heads each. Or if you don't have your head on your shoulders.

If you understand the philosophy of martial arts, new ideas will come as you watch flowers and leaves fall or watch the waves rise and fall. If you don’t understand anything, your efforts will be no more useful than blind copying of books. Even if you steal all the manuals that are found under heaven.