After obtaining the information, Yin Xiu quickly returned to where he was just this time, Luo Wei had already dealt with the Kunlun strongman he was facing, and just like at the beginning, he was surrounded by Zheng Bo and his men. When they saw Yin Xiu and the bloodstains he left behind, they understood what was going on. They silently made way for Zheng Bo and asked him to step forward. "it's over?" Zheng Bo seemed to be asking about something that had nothing to do with him. "Yes, it's over." Yin Xiu nodded, "Thank you for your hard work." "Hard?" Zheng Bo smiled sadly, "You are the ones who are suffering." Of course, Yin Xiu was just being polite. He asked calmly, "Are you still going to fight?" "hit what?"
Zheng Bo waved his hand behind him, signaling everyone to move aside, "Disperse, it's meaningless, we can't stop them." "But if that's the case, how are we going to explain this to our Master?" someone asked from behind him. "Master has his own way to solve the problem." Zheng Bo lowered his eyelids. "It's not our turn. The most important thing for a person is to know himself. Since we can't do anything, we shouldn't continue to interfere. Get out of the way." Since he said this, even if others were still dissatisfied, they could only step aside at this time. Yin Xiu and Luo Wei looked at each other, and neither of them said anything else but just walked out side by side. Yin Xiu had nothing to say, but Luo Wei knew that Yin Xiu had probably finished her work, and would naturally tell him when he wanted to, so Luo Wei didn't need to ask. The two of them walked past the silent crowd, accepting their gazes. "When I grow up, I will seek revenge on you! Kill you!" Yin Xiu heard a childish roar and turned around to find that it was a little child with red cheeks and eyes that were about to pop out of their sockets. He tried desperately to pounce on Yin Xiu, but was held tightly by the adults behind him and could not move forward. He could only wave his arms in the air. "You want to kill me?" Yin Xiu asked. "Yes, I'm going to kill you." Like an angry little beast, he tried his best to touch Yin Xiu with his eyes. This is of course a powerless attack, because mature adults rarely get angry because of a child's words or a look, and will not quarrel or fight because of it. However, Yin Xiu still said to him: "You want to kill me and seek revenge on me, okay, I am always here to accompany you. Although what I do is dangerous, I don't think I will die so soon, so I should be able to wait for you to come and take revenge. But you have to make sure you grow up first, you can only do these things when you grow up." The child obviously didn't expect Yin Xiu to really pay attention to him. At this time, he stopped struggling and just stood there in a daze. After a pause, he asked timidly, "Is the death of Brother Xia and the others really a worthless thing?"
"Who told you that?" Yin Xiu asked back. "Everyone was just saying that Brother Xia and the others died meaninglessly, because in the end they didn't accomplish anything." At this point, the child's voice was choked with sobs. "Is there really no point?" "What do you think the meaning is?" "For example, helping someone accomplish something or reach a certain goal. Brother Xia and his men acted for the Master, and died for the Master, but in the end, they accomplished nothing. All the people died, but you two were unharmed. Isn't this meaningless? People died in vain?" The child's eyes became red again as he spoke. "Whether it's meaningful or not is important to the living, but it doesn't matter at all to the dead." Yin Xiu's eyes were not as cold as before. “No matter what the meaning or purpose of death is, once dead, they are dead. The dead can no longer exist, and there is no need to dwell on it. As to the significance of their death, that is up to you.” "It's up to me?" The child was still a little confused, but Yin Xiu did not explain to him any further. He and Luo Wei just left without looking back, leaving everyone in silence. …… "Wang Xiaofu" wore a felt hat, hiding his facial features under the hat, and walked into the door of the foreign company. It was daytime now, not night as they had planned to sneak in. This Wang Xiaofu is naturally not the real person, but the one Yin Xiu transformed into through "Thousands of Changes". "Hey, bastard, why are you coming to work just now?" a fat man called out to him. The fat man is the boss of this foreign company. It is said that at first he was just the owner of a small shop. He was very poor, but had a beautiful wife. Later, his wife hooked up with a wealthy and powerful local foreigner and became his lover. The small boss often received some benefits from him, and finally he had some good luck, became rich, opened this foreign company, and became the "big boss." It is said that the foreigner still often goes to his house and is warmly received by the fat man. While they were communicating inside, the fat man was standing outside the door, ready to provide service to the foreigners at any time. Another neighbor across the street said that he actually saw the three of them spending the night together in the bedroom and coming out the next day. The fat man diligently polished the foreigner's shoes. Being scolded by such a bastard early in the morning, naturally everyone would be furious. Yin Xiu turned away unhappily, "Who are you calling a bastard?" "Well?" The fat man obviously didn't expect that the usually honest employee would talk to him like this. He said dissatisfiedly: "Did you take the wrong medicine?"
"I'm not sick, what medicine should I take?" Yin Xiu looked among the seats and finally found the seat that belonged to "him". He pulled out a chair and sat down. "Where are the reports for the past two days?" The fat man refused to give in. He walked to the seat and slammed the table. However, Yin Xiu ignored him and just rummaged through the drawer for Wang Xiaofu's personal belongings. This surprised not only the fat man who was the boss, but also other colleagues. They had never thought that one day in this foreign company famous for skinning people, someone would dare to be so rude to the fat man as an employee. "You don't want to mix anymore?" The fat man was shaking with anger. "I know your background and details. You and your parents sold two acres of land in your family and owed a large sum of money to the real estate agent, all in order to dig for gold. As a result, the ship sank in a storm before it reached the shore, and all your family members died, leaving you alone. If I hadn't seen that you could read and had some brains, and had taken you in here as an apprentice for a few years, you would have starved to death on the street long ago. After you finish your apprenticeship, I will keep you here to work and pay you a salary every month. Can you afford to wear a suit and be a so-called white-collar worker or an upper-class person? " He became angrier and angrier as he spoke, and as usual, he pointed his finger at the employees present. "And you, if I hadn't paid you, you would have gone back home long ago! No, with your salary, you can’t even buy a boat ticket back home, you bunch of bastards! You all had to go to California to build railroads, carry railroad ties, get hunted by natives, and die there, you sons of bitches." Yin Xiu ignored him, thinking it was just a pig squealing in his ear. Anyway, the employees here were scolded like this by him every day. After searching for a while, Yin Xiu finally found the diary that Wang Xiaofu mentioned. This seems to be a notebook that was bought at a high price. The cover is made of leather, which is quite sturdy and has carved patterns on it. Wang Xiaofu's name was written in pen on the title page in both Chinese and English. It turns out that Wang Xiaofu’s English name is Robert, and the stroke of the “R” is curled upwards. Yin Xiu did not look for the content about the Taoist priests of Laoshan first, but turned to a page that Wang Xiaofu had specifically instructed Yin Xiu to read before his death. July 7, cloudy. It was another day of getting up early to go to work, and it was also my 1500th day working in this foreign company. You can't survive in the community without doing anything. In order to make a living, I have worked in this foreign company for so long, from an apprentice who only had one meal a day to today, a clerk whose salary is two-thirds lower than that of the same position in Gaotan. This is certainly nothing to be proud of, it is just a change from one kind of slavery to another. Compared with my fellow countrymen who built railroads on the Atlantic coast, I have nothing to praise. The fat guy was still in the same bad mood today, and what was worse than ever was that he even smelled of cologne. Only foreigners use that thing, why is the fat guy using it too? The smell of cologne and sweat is so strong that it makes me want to cry.
Although people always have to compromise with the world, whether it is with individuals or with money, you always have to bow to something in it. This is something that is bound to happen. After all, we are not the holy kings of ancient times. Even if the holy king were reborn, wouldn't people like us have to kneel down and shout "Long live the saint", right? In that case, the situation may not be better than it is now. But I still wonder, what if one day I can do nothing at all, throw away any non-compete agreement, not worry about not finding a job, not care about those trivial things, and put the goal of Master aside for the time being. If that day comes, I will beat this fat guy up so hard that he becomes a pig's head. Hey, after saying so many complaints and discouraging words, if this diary falls into the hands of someone else one day and they see it, wouldn’t they be very troubled? By then, you will say that I am a loser and a shrew, right? Thinking of this, the desire to beat up this fat guy became stronger. Just beat him up. No matter if he is caught by the patrol or he loses his job and can no longer make it in Gaotan, we have to do it. After all, we are upright men. Just beat up this bastard! …… After reading the diary of that day, Yin Xiu couldn't help but smile. Although Wang Xiaofu is not a brave man, to some extent, he is not a coward either. He is just an ordinary person like many others, living like an ordinary person, working hard to make a living, cursing this and that, and complaining constantly somewhere. After complaining, you still have to do what you should do. He lived like an ordinary man and died like an ordinary man. "Is this your last wish? Even if you are dying, this is the first thing you think of?" Yin Xiu smiled. "What are you laughing at, what are you talking about?" The fat man felt that he had been fooled. He was furious and his face turned red like a stewed pig's head. Yin Xiu raised his head and glanced at him, "What do you care about what I say?" With that, Yoon Soo stood up, put the diary in his pocket, and twisted his ankle. "What, do you want to hit me?" Seeing Yin Xiu's posture, the fat man became more confident and raised his voice. Because he knew that the employees in this foreign company, or all his fellow countrymen in Gaotan, were actually a group of submissive guys. They suffered all kinds of humiliation: they were looked down upon by foreigners and bullied by their fellow countrymen who had already established some roots in the local area. These people are just punching bags. No matter how unfairly they are treated, they can't find anyone to stand up for them. It is this group of people that make Fatty feel free to do whatever he wants. However, the "Wang Xiaofu" at this moment was pretended by Yin Xiu, so he did not think as much as others, and the fat man did not recognize anything unusual from the changes in his expression. Because he always has his eyes on the sky and looks down on his own people. Yin Xiu thought about it and realized that although he could not attack others in the "Thousand Changes" state.
But it depends on the situation. If it's just for fun, it won't be a big deal. So Yin Xiu hooked her finger at him and said, "Come on!" "what?" The fat man couldn't believe it and leaned his head closer. Then there was a dull thud and the fat man fell headfirst to the ground. This was followed by a shrill scream, like a pig being slaughtered. The fat man fell to the ground, his face showing confusion, tension and pain. Then he remembered that he should call someone at this time, no matter who he called, at least he should stop Yin Xiu's actions at this time. However, as soon as he opened his mouth, Yin Xiu stepped on his face again, causing him to swallow the sound that had not yet been shouted out and turn it into a whimper. Everyone was stunned, and for a moment no one dared to speak or step forward. "Do you know what the consequences will be if you hit me like this?" the fat man wailed. Yin Xiu smiled and asked him, "Then do you know what the consequences will be if you ask me this?" "Wha, what..." Before he could finish his words, Yin Xiu stepped on his stomach again, causing the fat man to almost do a sit-up in pain. "Do you know the consequences?" "I know, I know." The fat man finally lay down obediently, not daring to say anything more. The staff around just stared with their eyes wide open, totally unable to believe what was happening, while some people began to talk in low voices. In response, Yin Xiu just sneered, "Why, haven't you seen other people fight? It's always like this, you hit me and I hit you, the winner stands, the loser lies down, it's that simple." No one responded. They just felt that "Wang Xiaofu" might have been stimulated by something and had gone crazy. Yin Xiu had no intention of explaining to them that he came here just to get the diary. The reason why they did not sneak in late at night but chose to come in broad daylight was because this was what Wang Xiaofu specifically instructed before he died. He thus fulfilled the deceased's last wish. He weighed the diary in his hand and realized that he was close to the Taoist priest of Mount Laoshan. (End of this chapter)