"Yang Qi, this lazy worm, it's really oil and salt can't enter, what's so good about this monk!" Ren Chuan's face was heavy after he left WT Mountain.

"Forget it, everyone has their own ambitions, and they can't be forced. Ren Chuan shook his head, looked at the temple behind him where the incense was thriving, sighed, and said, "Brother, in the end, it's useless to be a brother!"

Ren Chuan left this Buddhist holy place, and on the road he could still see those Protestants walking towards the mountain step by step, the expressions on their faces were very pious, and they didn't know what they were asking for.

"Ah Chuan, what did Yang Qi say?" said a graceful woman walking up to him.

"Sister Bing, Yang Qi, he ...... Oil and salt do not enter. Ren Chuan shook his head.

"Forget it, you can't persuade him, I think the top priority should be to go to southern Xinjiang to find a way to save Xiaofeng. The woman said.

"Sister Bing, I'll just go by myself, you ......"

"That's not going to work, I'm going to be lonely after so many days of not seeing you. Although the woman is a little old, the years seem to be very gentle to her. It didn't leave any marks on her face.

Her name is Liang Bing, she is a beauty, either gentle and beautiful, or charming, but this lady is very beautiful, with three points of heroism, three points of pride, and at the same time graceful and luxurious, with a dignified and strict look, which makes people awe-inspiring and dare not force their eyes. But such a woman is indeed a little daughter in front of Ren Chuan, which can't help but surprise people.

"Sister Bing, I feel that this trip to southern Xinjiang will not be so simple, so ...... I'll go alone!" Ren Chuan said.

"Since you feel dangerous, then I should go with you. Liang Bing said in a natural tone.

"Sister Bing......"

"Don't say it, just listen to me. Otherwise, I will punish you. Liang Bing covered Ren Chuan's mouth and said.

"Okay, listen to you. Ren Chuan smiled and said.

At this time, in Ling Feng's office, Xiao Lori looked at the computer and said to Ling Feng, "I have found the trace of your uncle Yang Qi." ”

"Oh, where is he?" Ling Feng asked hurriedly with a look of concern on his face.

"He became a monk at WT Hill. Little Lori shook her head, and she could hear it in her tone, and she felt very sorry.

He ...... Monk?" Ling Feng frowned, then sat down on the chair, and after a moment, he shook his head and said, "Alas, it was all caused by those shitty things in the past few years. ”

"Brother, you don't seem to be surprised at all?" Seeing Ling Feng behaving like this, Little Lori was a little curious.

These things are unexpected, but they are also reasonable. Naturally, I wouldn't be surprised. Ling Feng shrugged and said.

"So you're not surprised?" said Lori with a frown.

"yes. Ling Feng nodded and said.

"Brother, let me ask you a question, can you answer me honestly?" Xiao Lori covered her laptop, looked at Ling Feng with a serious face, and asked.

"What question do you want to ask?" Ling Feng said curiously.

"Did you also have the idea of becoming a monk in the first place?" little Lori walked up to Ling Feng, looked at Ling Feng's eyes, and asked.

"Monk?" Ling Feng smiled and said, "You think too much, I don't have any thoughts about this. ”

"Why?" asked Lori curiously.

"I'm not a sunny boy, but I'm a responsible person. I don't want my life to be spent like this, so what do I have to remember before I die?" Ling Feng said, shaking his head.

"Responsibility?" Little Lori scratched her head and said, "Brother, in your heart, what is responsibility?"

"Hmm......" Ling Feng thought for a moment and said, "That boy hasn't had a martial arts dream since he was a child. In my opinion, I appreciate the kind of hero who is 'chivalrous, for the country and the people', and I have hoped since I was a child that I can become a great hero admired by everyone like Guo Jing in the future. However, responsibility is a bit more complicated in an official sense. In essence, a sense of responsibility requires not only self-interest, but also the benefit of others, the cause, the country, and society, and when one's own interests contradict the interests of the state, society, and others, the interests of the state, society, and others should be put first. Only when people have a sense of responsibility can they have the inexhaustible motivation to drive themselves forward bravely all their lives, can they feel that many meaningful things need to be done by themselves, can they feel the value and significance of their own existence, and can they truly gain people's trust and respect. ”

"Oh-" Lori scratched her head, indicating that she was now confused.

"It doesn't matter if you don't understand it, if you talk about it, it's actually about trying to realize your value in this society. It's not that you can't realize the value of your life if you become a monk, but in my opinion...... I feel that being a classroom is a better way to realize the value that I should achieve than being a monk. Ling Feng shrugged and said.

"Brother, are you really just thinking so?" Little Lori looked at him with a very strange look.

"Not really, the main thing is that I'm worried that your sister-in-law will give me a dream and scold me when I become a monk, and I'm worried that I won't have the face to face her after I die. Ling Feng said with a wry smile.

"That's really the case...... Little Lori shook her head, stretched her waist, and said, "Brother, do you think your current appearance is what your sister-in-law wants to see?"

"I ......"

"Brother, think about it. Little Lori looked at Ling Feng's somewhat melancholy eyes and prepared to walk out of the office.

"Little Yan, where are you going?" Ling Feng asked.

"I'm going to the bathroom, are you going to follow?" said Lori, smiling back.

"—Lao Tzu isn't that obscene. Ling Feng gave him a blank look, and little Lori smiled. Walking out of the office, perhaps at this moment, Ling Feng's rock-solid heart began to shake a little.

But Xiao Lori, who walked out of the office, noticed a hint of determination in Ling Feng's tone. She looked back and said to herself, "Why do I have the illusion that he is saying his last words to me, is there something wrong with my feelings?"

"Hello Teacher Deng!" Qi Ming, who was about to enter the office, greeted Xiao Lori, who smiled and nodded, and then Qi Ming walked into the office.

"Report!"

"Let's go in!" Ling Feng saw that it was Qi Ming, so he put away the expression on his face that was about to die, and said, "Da Ming, is the next class Chinese?"

"Yes!" Qi Ming nodded blankly, and said in his heart: "Brother Feng, what's wrong, I always feel that he is a little sluggish." ”

Thinking of this, Qi Ming couldn't help asking, "What will you talk about in the next class?"

"Talk about it next to each other! Besides, aren't you going to have to take the exam again after the eleventh long holiday this time? The school won't let me focus on it, I'm also a little confused!" Ling Feng shook his head and said.

"Brother Feng, I think this is not bad! This can test everyone's true level!" Qi Ming shrugged his shoulders with an indifferent expression.

"You kid don't worry, your unforgettable memory is terrifying, of course you don't worry. I'm a little worried about the other students in my class! Although we are a key class, there are also some students who are not active in their studies and seem to be not happy about their future at all. Don't hate the rich now, the children of the rich are very good at nurturing their next generation of children, because they want their children to be better and they know more about the hard-won money. The problem of fixed lines in social class is getting more and more serious. ”

Speaking of this, Ling Feng shook his head, patted Qi Ming's shoulder, and said, "Da Ming, you are a smart person, I hope you can jump out of your current class with your own skills." Don't let down those who have high hopes for you, it's a tough process, but I'm sure you can ......"

"Don't worry, I won't let you down. Qi Ming nodded and said with a smile.

"I believe in you. Speaking of this, Ling Feng looked at the electronic watch hanging on the wall, smiled, and said, "I'm chatting with you, it's almost class, let's go, let's go back to the classroom!"

"Okay, Brother Feng!" Qi Ming nodded, took the lesson plan prepared by Ling Feng, and then walked towards the classroom with Ling Feng.

The two men walked into the classroom with the bell ringing.

"Why did you two go, every time you go to the language office, it takes a long time to come back. Fang Yujing said with a pout.

"We Kan Dashan went, every time he saw me, he had to talk about Dashan for a while, you don't know that he is as verbose as Tang Seng Yazi, I really have no way!" Qi Ming said with a wry smile.

"No way, who told people to teach Chinese! Don't you think that our teacher Deng is the same virtue as him?" Fang Yujing shrugged and said.

"Yes, she poured chicken soup for us for most of the class that day, and I still remember it vividly!" Qi Ming said this, expressing his deep opinion.

"What are the classmates in the audience saying bad things about me again?" Ling Feng flicked his soul and looked at Qi Ming.

"No, Teacher Ling, let's talk about your wisdom and martial arts, bird and fish soup!" Qi Ming hurriedly said.

"You can pull it!" Ling Feng sneered, and then shouted with an extremely serious expression, "Class!"

"Stand up!"

"Old-teacher-good-" With the class leader's order, the students stood up and dragged the long tune to greet Ling Feng.

"Hello students, please take a seat!"

"Thank you—thank you—senior—teacher—" the students said in a long tone again.

Looking at the sluggish appearance of the classmates in the audience, Ling Feng couldn't help but shake his head and said, "Why do you all look like you have knocked a few catties of opium, and you all cheer us up." ”

At this time, the students slowly sat up, Ling Feng looked at the eyes of the students in the audience who were looking at him, and couldn't help but shake his head, and said in his heart: "The students in the third year of high school are really tired!"

Suddenly, Ling Feng's eyes lit up, and he saw a classmate in the corner lying on the table to meet Zhou Gong, and his hand slowly touched the chalk box on the table......