Pan Long thought carefully all day, and in the evening the next day, he went to the prison again to visit Shangman.

He felt that he should be able to convince Shangman.

The reason why Shangman insisted on plagiarism was nothing more than that he could not get out of the belief that "killing someone to pay for his life".

This belief is a good thing, but a good thing... should also have a limit.

Justice should not be a mechanical rigid provision, but should be a certain degree of flexibility, which can benefit people and society who follow this belief and win-win guiding ideology.

Moreover, Shang Man died like this, which is a pity!

There are too many people who deserve to die, and too many people who deserve to die but don’t want to die. Shang Man is alive and can let many people who deserve to die but refuse to die to die - even if he is only innate realm and has limited power, it is always good to be able to do some.

If you want to make the world progress, you must move forward little by little.

As someone who can promote the progress of the world, Shang Man dies when he still has enough energy, which is the loss of the whole world!

He thought a lot about similar words.

When he saw Shangman again, he cleared his throat and tried to bring the topic to the content he had thought of.

But Shangman smiled.

"Pan Guanfeng, are you here to persuade me again?"

Pan Long nodded.

Before he could say anything, Shang Man shook his head, sighed, and said, "I guess... you must be trying to say things like 'If the storm is turbulent today, the good and evil are fighting each other, the stalemate cannot be reached, the right path has more power, and there will be more hope in the future, so you should cherish your life, right?"

Pan Long was stunned for a moment, but he didn't expect that Shang Man had thought of this a long time ago.

He couldn't help asking, "Since you understand this, why do you insist on dying?"

"Do you think... I am really that important?" Shang Man asked with a smile, "To influence the general trend of the world, you must first have enough power. To be honest, a real master like you is a little weaker. I have been innate for less than three years and I am even vulnerable to you... Do you really think I have the power to influence the general trend of the world?"

Before Pan Long answered, he said, "I guess you must have wanted to say something about 'a hundred feet of platform starts from a pile of soil; a journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step'... I admit that those words make sense, but they really can't convince me."

He sighed: "In this world, there are so few things I can do. It doesn't matter if I have more and less."

Pan Long smiled: "If a congenital master can 'not matter', then aren't the people you killed even less worth mentioning?"

Shang Man was stunned for a moment, but he didn't expect Pan Long to persuade him like this.

"My identity? I guess you know it too." Pan Long continued. "I used to do a lot of things to kill people in Yizhou under the name of "Yiwenxia"... and set fire to more than one copycat. According to the Daxia law, I could have been decapitated several times long ago."

He smiled and said, "But I never feel guilty about it? Even... Even if I'm not sure that every person I killed should die, even if I know it myself? I have innocent souls under my command? I won't feel guilty about it."

He looked at Shang Man seriously and advised: "How can one achieve perfection in life? It is enough to be a good general direction. What you do? Is the general direction good? Is the world better? Is it working hard to make the world better. Then even if there are some problems and some mistakes, it is tolerated."

"The water is clear and there is no fish, and the person is honest and there is no disciple. Reproaching everything will only make things impossible."

Shang Man looked at Pan Long? After a few seconds, he showed a bitter smile.

"Pan Guanfeng? It seems... You, like Lao Tang and Liu Youwei, think I am a decent person? Is it because I have to abide by the law and because I can't stop the condemnation of my conscience? I decided to die? Right?"

Pan Long was stunned-Isn't that the case?

Shang Man sighed: "These words? I didn't want to say them at first. But since you have persuaded me to do this, I don't tell the truth, and I feel a little embarrassed."

He said: "I will only tell you what I will say next, and I will only say this once at this time and here. Even if someone mentions it again in the future, I will not admit it."

Seeing that he was speaking so seriously, Pan Long couldn't help but become serious and used his spiritual sense to scan a large area around him. He was sure that there was indeed no one or any formation or instrument monitoring, and then nodded and said, "Don't worry, no one knows when you come out of your mouth and when you enter my ears!"

Shang Man smiled, lowered his voice and said, "Actually... I have never been a good person."

Pan Long raised his eyebrows, not understanding what he meant.

"As for me, I was an orphan since I was born, and I was thrown to the door of Shantang. If it weren't for Shantang's grandma's kind-heartedness, I would have died long ago." Shang Man began to recall, "I was the ninth child that grandma picked up that year, so grandma named me 'Xiaojiu'. According to her habit, if I could grow up smoothly in Shantang, I would probably get the name 'Xia Jiushan'."

Pan Long didn't say anything, listened carefully.

"Ko Shantang failed to last until that time. When I was six years old, my grandma fell ill and died. No one from Shantang took over, and was finally taken over by a man named "Scar".

"That man is not a good person. He is actually the subordinate of the Green Forest thief 'Shishouyan'. He took over Shantang to train some available subordinates - after all, the orphans he has trained since childhood are the most reliable, isn't he?"

Pan Long frowned and said nothing.

"The man named 'Scarzi' is not as easy to talk to grandma. He is very mean to the children in Shantang - what he needs is a group of obedient dogs, not a group of sensible people."

"As far as I can remember, he has been driven to be a beggar, and asked them about the news. When they were committing crimes, they were considered to be a gangster and became a robber."

"To be honest, being a robber... is not bad. The 'Shishouyan' manages his subordinates, and it is reasonable. If he succeeds in committing the crime and gets benefits, he will never treat us badly. I originally thought that I would have lived like this in my life."

Shang Man sighed and said, "But when I was nine years old, the 'Shi Yan' lost the wind and was caught by the court and chopped his head. The 'Scar' was very loyal to him and wanted to rob the court with a few loyal brothers. If he failed, he also lost his life. I was still watching the wind at that time, watching them die in the court from afar, blood flowing all over the ground."

He looked sighing in his eyes: "I remember that the head of the 'Scar' was cut off by an official at that time. Gululu rolled out a long way and rolled not far from me. He looked at me, then opened his mouth, as if he was about to say something."

"Of course he couldn't speak anymore. I later learned lip words and recalled his mouth shape at that time. What he wanted to say was probably 'You go'."

"That was the only kind words he said to me in his life."

Pan Long didn't know what to say, and he was very puzzled.

According to Shang Man's experience, no matter how you look at it, you should become a person in the green forest. How could you change your career?

"I am only nine years old, where can I go? A few days later, the territory of "Scar" was taken over by a beggar nicknamed "Battlehead". The children, including me, naturally became "Battlehead"'s subordinates."

"That 'bad head' is not a man in the green forest. His business is called 'Caisheng Chop', which means making good people disabled, and then forcing these disabled people to be beggars, and using the money these beggars have asked for to spend their money."

Shang Man's eyes showed a look of pain, and he thought that the memories still made him sad: "We six children died in the process of 'picking and cutting', and two were left, one became mute and the other became blind."

Pan Long clenched his fists and took deep breaths to keep himself calm.

He knew that the "bad head" must have died in Shang Man's revenge, but even so, he was still furious.

He has seen things like "picking and cutting" once or twice in the world. Every time he makes him furious and comes to the door with a knife.

But those who do this kind of thing are often very secretive. Unless they are people who know these very well, even the locals will only think that the victims have some acute illness. Some died, while others have luckily not died, but they have left the root of the disease.

"I'm living on the side of the 'bad head'... I don't want to say much about this. I think Pan Guanfeng, you are not the kind of person who likes to force people to uncover scars, right?" Shang Man smiled and said.

Pan Long nodded heavily.

"Anyway, my years have been very bad." Shang Man sighed, "Originally, since 'Laozi' wants me to rely on pity to cheat money, the more pity I am, the better... Anyway, during that period, I lived less and less personal, and I felt like I was gradually becoming like a pig or a dog."

He smiled bitterly for a few times, pausing for a while, probably to relieve his mood.

"About a year, or a year and a half, anyway, it's not long... If it takes a long time, I will die like a 'little blind man' - there is a Shusheng Wu of Xiangping Mansion who passed the imperial examination and passed the imperial examination, and rode on a horse in red and colorful garbows."

He showed hope: "I was begging on the roadside at that time. I saw him riding a horse through the street with a look of pride and there was an official in front of him leading the way. It was so majestic!"

"As he walked, he suddenly jumped off the horse and picked up a thin yellow woman who often sold tofu on the roadside. He insisted on riding on the horse and led the horse for her. He also shouted to everyone, 'This is my wife! She was a famous beauty in the township and eight miles, and she was worn out by hard work because she was making tofu with me - but in my eyes, she is the most beautiful woman in the world! Everyone gave me face and called her "beauty" okay!" He shouted at the top of his lungs. The woman was so shy that she didn't know what to do. Everyone was laughing and echoing, and more than one person looked at them enviously..."

Pan Long smiled: "It's so good!"

"Yes, it's great!" Shang Man murmured to himself, "I saw him yelling like that, but everyone agreed with him, envious of him, and the shouts of 'beauty' came one after another... I was envious too."

"How proud!" he closed his eyes and whispered, "That was the first time in my life that I understood the word 'face'."

He sighed for a while, then looked at Pan Long: "From then, I made up my mind to learn from this Shusheng Wu - who is now the Xuezheng of Dingxiang Prefecture, in charge of the official affairs of the entire Dingxiang Prefecture - be a person with face and a person who will give me face!"

"You have done it." Pan Long said, "Even if I am, I will give you face. There are not many people in the world who can give you face."

Shang Man smiled, but did not answer this, and continued, "Later, I met a patrolman who was injured and fleeing. I didn't want to save him, but he called me 'little brother'... I am a beggar, dirty and smelly, and mute. Even the dogs dislike me. Many people even disdain to call me 'blind nine', just shout 'heat' and forget it... But he didn't, he called me 'little brother'!"

He took a deep breath and suppressed his excitement: "I made up my mind at that time and just wanted to give me this face. Even if I die, I will help him!"

"You all know what happened later. He died and I was alive. I finished the last errand for him, then went to practice, and then took revenge." Shang Man breathed a sigh of relief and said, "When I took revenge, I actually wanted to kill all the enemies. But the place where I live in seclusion... is called Wei Gong Temple, Pan Guanfeng, you are both civil and military, you should know this allusion, right?"

"I know." Pan Long said, "Wei Yu, the 'General Dispatch' of the Tianxiong Dynasty, was known for his good at finance and dispatch. The imperial army marched to Lingnan and served as the dispatcher of the army. Because of insufficient materials, he killed people and thought it was food. Later, the army defeated, and he was awarded the title for his merits, leaving behind the 'Wei Gong Temple'."

"In the early years of this dynasty, Emperor Taizu Jiazi visited the world and passed by the 'Weigong Temple'. After learning about this person's life, he said angrily, 'How can the merits of cannibalism honor future generations!' So he dismantled his statue, reshaped a statue kneeling toward the skeleton, and carved the inscription of Wei Yude's life, and stood next to the statue."

Shang Man nodded: "Because there are skeleton statues in that place, everyone thinks it is unlucky and rarely visited. I lived there at that time and heard the scholars who came to visit ancient sites talk about this history. I felt that... a person should not only have face before his death, but also after his death. He must not be like this Wei Gong. After many years of his death, he was still stabbed by the backbone of his descendants with righteous words!"

Pan Long nodded, thinking that what he said made sense.

"So, I have been very cautious in doing things from now on, and I strive to stand the criticism of future generations." Shang Man exhaled and looked at Pan Long with a smile, "Now, of course I can live without death. But if I live without death, how can I face the criticism of future generations?"

Pan Long frowned, not knowing how to persuade him for a moment.

"The people who criticize me in the future will never say 'This person has done a lot of good things', but will only say 'This person is really shameless'... Mr. Wei has also done a lot of good things in his life and made a lot of contributions, but when Taizu criticized him, he only saw the thing that was embarrassing to him."

Shang Man smiled slightly and closed his eyes.
Chapter completed!