Inequality does not come from scarcity

 The middle-aged man is just a cold drink, but the voice does not know why, repeated throughout the camp. It was as if someone was Shouting with a loudspeaker, and suddenly all the people in Mongolia came out and looked at this line of people in surprise. There are no rules for this kind of life exclusion zone, and it is very common to kill and cross goods, not to mention some poisonous insects and beasts. In the eyes of all jade harvesters, this camp is the safest place in Lop Nur, there are no guards, no police dogs, only a secluded old man with withered leaves. But because of his presence, no one dares to make trouble around the camp, he is like a god, and everyone is full of awe for him. And today, someone told him to get out? "What's going on?" Leaves from the inquiry. "Don't say anything." Chen Chao quickly made a silence action. He could see that these were not simple people. "Seven layers of qi training." At a glance, Zhang Heng knew what the man was capable of. Speaking of it, the cultivation of the seven layers of qi practice is also in between with him, but Zhang Heng did not put him in the eyes, the exercise of this person's practice is relatively low, the aura is mixed, and it is difficult to become a great instrument. As for the others who followed him, they were ordinary people. "Who are these people?" "Dare to call old withered leaves like this, afraid not to seek death!" "Although he has a good temper, he certainly can't stand being scolded to his face!" Many people were whispering. At this time, a yurt in the middle of the camp slowly opened, and out of it came an old man with white hair. He has deep wrinkles on his face, which makes him look young, but his waist is quite straight, and when he walks, he gives people a feeling of walking like a dragon and a tiger.

 "Li Lao Ba, I remember you, thirty years ago we had a chance to meet again, I thought it was the reunion of the ancients, but I did not think that it was an evil guest." There was a chill in the old man's eyes, and an awe-inspiring force came out of him. "Eight peaks of qi training?" Zhang Heng frowns slightly. Some of him did not understand, Tang suit middle-aged people but only seven layers of gas practice, why dare to scold the eight layers of dry wood old man? Two people talk, straight, without any preparation, this is not the attitude of a practitioner. Generally speaking, people who can set foot on the road will be more cautious, at least in Zhang Heng's world, everyone is afraid of death, can not allow sinners, try not to offend, unless there is a forced reason. Zhang Heng speculated that the reason why middle-aged people in Tang costume dare to be so provocative is definitely the reason behind the hand. "He's not the only bad guest." Just then, a disembodied voice came. Suddenly far and near, far can not be heard, near as if in the ear. "Cheng Zheng, I didn't expect you to come!" The old man's face changed slightly. He looked to the left of the camp. I saw, in the sky, a man floating far away. He is like a big bird, arms stretch, the void flew tens of meters, before dashing down. The man was very young, with a face like a crown of jade, and looked only about twenty-four or fifteen years old. "He's been taking Kuyan Dan." Zhang Heng murmured in his heart. Standing Yan Dan is a low-grade Dan medicine, not precious, in the fairy world belongs to no one to care about things, only some vulgar women in the world want. True practitioners, as long as they can ensure that they cultivate to ascension, will naturally stay young forever. This man ate the Juyan Dan, indicating that his mind was not focused on the practice, or that he was not confident in himself and did not think that his practice could always progress, otherwise why would he have the need to eat the Juyan Dan?

 Although it is also the cultivation of the seven peaks of qi training, but this person, in Zhang Heng's view, the evaluation is the lowest, and he has no possibility of progress in his life. "I wonder if the two of us will carry enough weight." Li Laoba folded his arms and smiled ferociously. Dead wood old man looked at two people, for a long time did not speak. "These two people are probably not small, which makes the old man of withered wood a little difficult." Chen whispered. "But with his ability, he should not bow." "Said one girl. "No, he will bow his head." Zhang Heng said. "What are you talking about?" Chen Chao looked at Zhang Heng with disdain: "Do you think he is the same as you?" He is a real strong man and has dignity!" As a former jade harvester, Chen Chao is also very respectful to the old man of withered leaves. "He is indeed a strong man, but he is in a corner, staying in this place for many years, indicating that the spirit in his heart has dissipated, if one person is picking quarrels, he may also be harsh, but two people come to the door, even if the strength is not as he, will let him begin to measure the gap between the enemy and me... Once hesitating, it is easy to get confused, the heart is confused, the odds are naturally gone, and when he realizes this, he will bow his head." Zhang Heng behind his hands, light said. My friars, we must move forward. All the practitioners who have achieved great achievements, no one is such a posture, like the old man of withered leaves, who is a little bit of practice, seemingly seeking stability, in fact, it is lost spirit. Such people, Zhang Heng also do not know how many have seen. However, his words made leaf turn up her nose. "You and he are not of the same world at all, how can you use your own ideas to speculate about him?" "You and I are not from the same world, but you are not always self-righteous to speculate about me?" Zhang Heng looked at leaves with a smile. Smell speech, leaves from the gas of the small face iron. "Do you think you are some great man? Why can't I guess about you?" Zhang Heng smiled but said nothing. If the old man withered leaves is considered a great man, then he, naturally, is also counted. How ignorant the world is, he does not have to explain, nor does he want to explain, one day, leaves will realize the gap between them. However, at the moment, leaf is silver teeth bite, feel that Zhang Heng is the person who is self-righteous. At this time, there were variables in the field, the new Cheng Zheng saw the old man of the dead wood for a long time, and said with a sneer: "We come, you can guess, if you don't want to, what we will do, you can guess, so you choose!" Although the people did not know the meaning of what he said, the threat in his words was understood.

 Many people dare not breathe, shocked to the extreme, they never thought that someone dared to threaten the withered leaves of the old man. "This man is too ugly to be tolerated by old man Withered Leaf!" Chen affirmed. Leaves subconsciously looked at Zhang Heng, but found that the latter was a light wind and light clouds, as if these things had nothing to do with him. "You do it for the cold pool." The withered leaves of the old man suddenly opened his mouth, his eyes of the opposite meaning completely dissipated, sighed and said. "After all, cold pond belongs to you, I will not interfere." Then he turned and left. This scene, but let everyone very disappointed, withered leaves of the old man, even retreated... Chen Chao looked puzzled. He didn't understand the situation. Leaf from biting lips, the heart is very embarrassed, did not expect to be Zhang Heng to the right. Looking at the withered leaves of the old man's back, Li Lao eight eyes across a flash of harsh: "Can you believe him?" "Don't worry, he won't dare." Cheng Zheng smiled coldly: "The old guy has been here for so many years, the sky fell cold pool, right under his eyes, but he did not dare to explore, which shows that he has no heart for progress now, just want to live in peace and stability, such an old thing afraid of death, is afraid to fight with us." "That's true..." Old Li nodded at eight o 'clock. The crowd dispersed, and Li Lao Ba and Cheng Zheng, they also planned to stay here for one night. This group of people is very arrogant and domineering, first occupied the empty tent, the best two to two people, the rest, is to rob others. One by one, the jade harvesters were driven out, dare not speak angrily, even the withered leaves of the old man dare not provoke, what do they dare to say? 'Come out, you! Finally, someone walked outside Chen Chao's yurt. A group of people were already trembling, expecting that the yurt would be enough, and they would not find their head, but they did not think of it, and finally did not hide in the past. "Two big brothers, the Gobi temperature is low at night, and we wear little, otherwise..." As soon as Chen Chao came out, his face smiled. 'Shut up! A man who looked like a fellow folded his arms and coldly said: "Only our brothers have no place to sleep, we have seen, there are only a few remaining Mongolian bags, some of them are women asleep, we do not bully them, you guys, get out for me!" Another, with a tattoo of a scorpion on his neck, grinned: "You'd better hurry." "What should I do?" "Someone asked. "I can't help it." Chen Chao walked out with his head down, he looked at the two people, and suddenly thought of something, and said: "Two big brothers, do you want to sleep in a yurt?" 'What do you mean? The tattooed man asked. "There's a man with us, and he sleeps in a bag by himself, right over there, and you're both important people, and it's too tight to be together, so it would be nice if you slept together." Chen Chao flatteringly said. They looked at each other and the tattooed man said, "That's a good proposal, then I'll go to another yurt." With that, he walked in the direction of Zhang Heng. "To suffer, suffer together, you can't be comfortable alone!" Chen Chao had a sinister look in his eyes. This is called not suffering from a few and suffering from inequality, dragging Zhang Heng into the water, so that his heart is much brighter. However, not long after, in Zhang Heng's yurt, suddenly heard a voice. "Get out of here!