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Wang Fang didn't get angry, and he didn't care about being angry, and suddenly he realized that something was wrong with his philosophy.

Turning around, ignoring Yang Rong's gaze at the show, Wang walked towards the pond and ditch, which was not only a place for the fourth brother to cry, but also a place for him to meditate.

The quiet moonlight shrouded the earth, and the trees in the mountains and forests rattled, and a normal seven-year-old boy would never come here at night, but he came because he was worthy of his heart.

Sitting cross-legged by the ditch, there was no fishing rod in his hand, just looking at the river, quietly in a daze.

His dream has always been to become a respected landowner, but he has always ignored a problem, a big landowner needs a price, and being admired also needs a price.

And a turtle that has no ability to attack will not be able to gain the admiration of others in any case, because no one needs to care about its meaning at all.

If you don't have enough minions to protect yourself, then you don't have to be bullied by others, just your own family can divide everything up.

How can a family be unequal, how can the world be leveled, and how can a house be swept away if it is not swept, and these are by no means possible with goodwill alone.

People are good at being bullied, horses are good at being ridden, the famous saying that has been handed down from ancient times has its own truth, a kind person cannot have enough wealth, and it is impossible to protect enough wealth.

Even Buddhism, which has been passed down for thousands of years, is teaching people to reduce their desires, but how deep are their desires.

I want to eat delicious food, I want to dress well, I want to live in a big house, I want to have acres of land that can see the sky at a glance, and I even want to reach the point where I can determine the world in one word and affect the cycle of life and death of all things in the world.

The greater the desire, the greater the sin to be suffered, and the greater the price to be paid, and I have come to such an era, is it really just to hide in the mountains and die alone?

It is absolutely impossible, at least in an era of information technology, that he can deeply understand that laziness is the original sin, lack of desire is the original sin, and being content with the status quo is the original sin.

The supreme truth in this world is very simple, starting from the birth of the first living beings in this world, all living beings are responsible for what they do, and they need to constantly fight for their lives.

For tens of thousands of years, all of their ancestors, all living beings from ancient times to the present, are constantly working towards the goal of progress, why should they be stagnant and content with life and death.

As for the so-called reduction of desires, it is nothing more than a cancer that hinders the development of society, and in the eyes of the high-level people who are eager to hold power forever, such a cancer is precisely what they need most to control the world.

As for himself, do you really plan to waste your life here, definitely not, as early as the first time he came to this world, he realized his mission, changed his destiny, changed the fate of this society, and avoided the recurrence of heart-wrenching tragedies in China in later generations.

As a Chinese person, there is a Chinese blood flowing in it, and everyone must be responsible for their own bloodline.

No matter what others think, at least in the bottom of Wang Fang's heart, he doesn't want to see the tragedy of the future generations, let alone see those alien races proudly landing on the land of China.

As a descendant of this civilization, can we watch the civilization that has stood at the top of the world for thousands of years face its worst catastrophe?

Impossible, a huge anger emanated from all around him, and suddenly an unbelievable thought appeared in his mind.

Shaking his head, he expelled this seemingly supreme thought from his mind, he was here to be reborn, not to be destroyed, and to ascend to that supreme position, he was destined to pay a heavy price.

And now, the real catastrophe has not yet come, and he still has enough means to meet its arrival, and even rewrite its fate.

What's more, that position by no means represents a life of goodwill, when his family needs to bow to him, Wang Fang doesn't think that kind of day is so beautiful.

On the other hand, thinking about the problem from another angle, the real ruler in this world does not necessarily have to ascend to that position, there are too many means to make the person in that position, known as the supreme, become his puppet.

And what is placed on the bright side is always the target of others' attention, and only those hidden under the water can cultivate a real monstrous predator.

I am looking forward to the feeling of being in control, at that time, I should also be able to go to the street to buy groceries, play chess in the teahouse, just like an ordinary person, but like a giant, enjoy life.

The goal is a bit lofty, even more difficult than reaching that position, but it is not unattainable, and for a modern person with the knowledge of five hundred years to come, if it cannot be achieved, it is a shame to have an extra five hundred years of inheritance from his ancestors.

His thoughts were clear and his emotions were stable, and just as Wang Fang was about to go home and work hard, he suddenly saw a figure in the mountains and forests flashing hurriedly.

Dressed as an old peasant, without any fairy wind bones, the Zixiao Palace Purple Pole Dao Chief, who had presided over the soul conjuring ceremony for Wang Fang, hurriedly passed by.

"Hey, you little doll, why don't you go home in the middle of the night, hurry home, don't worry your family. ”

After finishing speaking, the Purple Pole Daoist was about to leave, and Wang Fang subconsciously shouted: "Chicken Daoist." ”

The local dialect always has the charm of a chicken, and it is difficult for Wang Fang, who has experienced the conjuring ceremony before, to imagine that the person who presided over the ceremony for himself is actually a chicken Taoist.

And right now, the chick chief obviously didn't recognize himself, but left in a hurry.

After waiting for a while, Wang Fang finally understood the reason, on the side road, more than ten torches shuttled between the mountains and forests, and dozens of peasants shouted angrily: "What about that damn liar, find out quickly, don't let go of this harmful thing." ”

Touching his nose, he vaguely understood that it was the Dao Chief's spell that had been debunked, and Wang Fang had always been interested in this kind of helpful thing.

Pointing in the direction of the chief, he said to the villagers who were searching: "Where is he, he just walked for a long time." ”

The villagers suddenly realized, and at the same time, there was a roaring sound from the other end of the mountain: "Boy, you wait for me, one day Lao Dao will settle the cause and effect with you." ”

Dao Chang ran away, Wang Fang didn't want to stay any longer, got up and walked home, what he never noticed was that behind him, followed by a trembling, but unwavering figure.

"This kid, when he gets angry, he goes into the ravine, and he is not afraid of problems. ”

Yang Rong patted her little chest, frightened, but said proudly: "Fortunately, I followed him, otherwise something would have happened." ”

As soon as he returned home, Wang Fang didn't care whether he had figured it out or not, and hurriedly stuffed the hen into the cage, planning to buy it early tomorrow morning.

This is my own chicken, and I must not let them eat the chickens that I have worked hard for more than half a year.

A handful of snot and tears cleaned up the chicken coop, this is a big basket of scrambled eggs with leeks, and they must not be wasted.