Chapter 5: History Changes

"Well, it feels like a lot now!"

Putting all the money away, Zhang Long glanced at the four of them again, and said coldly: "Go back and tell you what kind of mountain cannon brother you are, dare to harass my mother in the future, the deity will blow up his head with Ding Ding!"

Tintin blew up his head and went crazy!

The four people who had just breathed a sigh of relief turned pale again, and they felt that their hearts had stopped!

Brother Shan's name is in this area, but he is a well-known bully, but in the eyes of this child, it seems to be useless?

At the same time, they were also puzzled, they had also seen Chen Tong's son before, he was very introverted and inferior, why did he suddenly do this?

Zhang Long didn't pay any attention to the others, put all the banknotes into his schoolbag, and turned to leave.

But the four thugs couldn't break free from this nightmare for a long time.

It was already dark at night, and the four thugs had been lying on the ground motionless, with a terrifying face, like four very terrifying sculptures.

"It's evil, it must be a monster?" It took a long time for the sharp-beaked monkey-cheeked buddy to break the silence.

Scarface swallowed his saliva, took a deep breath and said, "Who the said this, I tore his mouth!"

Hearing this, the other three nodded one after another, saying that even if they didn't tear their mouths, they would not say such a shameful thing.

"But what about the three thousand?" the fat man asked.

The pox scar face closed his eyes, although he was full of grievances, he still gritted his teeth and said: "Let's put it on this month, as for the future, let's talk about it later." ”

The rest of the people were also helpless, so they had to do so, because they didn't know when they would have to wait until they had the courage to face that little monster again!

……

Zhang Long had already returned to the pedestrian street and found that his mother had collected the stall and was about to go home.

Seeing his son coming back, Chen Tong didn't ask much, only weakly let Zhang Long get into the car, and then drove the mountain wheel in the direction of home.

Along the way, Chen Tong was silent, with a baby face and ashes.

The streets are bustling, and there are bright and gorgeous urban neon on both sides, but none of them belong to her, and she seems to have fallen into an abyss with only cold and helplessness.

Zhang Long was still thinking about what kind of excuse to use to hand over the money to his mother.

Although my mother is stupid, she is also sincere, without a proper reason, she will definitely treat this money as ill-gotten gains, not only will she not accept it, but she will also teach Zhang Long a lesson.

The house rented by the mother and son is near here, and it takes less than ten minutes to arrive.

Putting the broken mountain wheel under the broken building, Chen Tong walked home in despair, and after entering the house, she stood in front of the window for a while, and then suddenly turned her head to look at Zhang Long.

"Son, go buy something to eat. Handing the wallet with only some change left to Zhang Long, Chen Tong said softly, his smile stiff and miserable.

With that, she turned and went into the bathroom.

Looking at the wallet in his hand, Zhang Long frowned, and the most painful memories of his previous life emerged.

It was at this time that his mother gave him a wallet and tricked him into going out to buy things, but he was in the bathroom, ending his still young life.

The bloody picture, the grief-stricken mood, when I think about it at the moment, is still clearly unbearable.

I wanted to make up a suitable reason, but now, it doesn't matter.

Striding to the door of the bathroom, Zhang Long pushed the door open!

In the bathroom, Chen Tong was already sitting on the cold ground, curled up, and the scissors in his hand were also placed on his delicate wrists.

She couldn't hold on anymore.

It's been seven years, orphans and widows, plus her husband's debts don't take the initiative to harass her, and she can't even have a serious job, so she can only set up a stall in the wind and rain.

The most important thing is that no matter how hard you work, you can't change all this, you can't fill this bottomless pit.

The future is dark.

She wants to be better, she wants to give her son a good family, a good environment, and let him have an excellent future, but she can't do it.

So she felt that maybe if she died, she would not only be able to free herself from this endless hardship, but also free her son, at least being adopted by others, it was better than following her, and even if she was an orphan, it was better than following her.

But when she saw Zhang Long suddenly break in, she relented again.

After all, he is the flesh and blood of his heart, how can he be left like this? He is only seven years old.

"Clank!"

The scissors fell to the ground, and Chen Tong suddenly burst into tears.

"Woooooooooo......oo Son, I'm sorry, mom is sorry for you......" She cried heartbreakingly, looking at Zhang Long's beautiful eyes, full of helplessness and endless pain.

Zhang Long was distressed, and he wanted to hug this stupid old mother tightly and do his best to soothe her pain.

But he can't, he can't let his mother see that he knows that his mother is going to commit suicide, in that case, his mother will be even more embarrassed and more painful.

So he laughed, laughing at the heartlessness of a child.

"Mom, why are you crying? Didn't you say that you won't be strong when you cry? To be a man you have to be strong, you have to be hard, the kind of leverage!" Zhang Long walked over while shouting like a little bully.

Chen Tong cried even harder, strong, can he be stronger than this fate?

"Mom, what do you think this is?"

Zhang Long suddenly opened the zipper of his schoolbag and poured out all the banknotes and his books.

In the sound of a bang, all kinds of banknotes flew all over the sky, and the whole zero was quickly spread all over the ground.

Of the four gangsters, one gave Zhang Long more than 2,000 in cash, plus Chen Tong's 3,000 yuan, at least more than 13,000.

Chen Tong was dumbfounded, and his crying stopped abruptly.

He couldn't care about despair and grief anymore, he just stared at Zhang Long in panic and said, "Son, this, where did the money come from?"

"Mom, don't worry," Zhang Long was in a hurry, his eyes rolled and said: "It was given by the four turtle grandsons, and they suddenly realized that they wanted to put down the butcher's knife and be kind, and Ming'er would go to Wutai Mountain to become a monk! also said that even if you ask for money, you should ask for money from the turtle grandson who ran away, not you...... Anyway, they won't trouble you again in the future. ”

Zhang Long talked a lot of nonsense, his heart was very empty, such inconsistencies, the reason for the plot nonsense, the ghost would believe it.

Unexpectedly, Chen Tong actually believed it and believed it......

"Really?" her dead eyes suddenly brightened, and she glared at Zhang Long and said, "Did they really get better all of a sudden?"

"Uh......" Zhang Long was embarrassed and said against his will: "It seems like this." ”

Chen Tong was stunned, and after a while, he smiled again.

She looked up at the yellowed light bulb and sighed with a smile of obsession, "Wow...... There are really a lot of good people in the world. ”

Zhang Long almost fainted, how stupid this must be!

But stupidity also has the advantage of being stupid, if my mother was a little smarter, he really didn't know how to make her accept the money.

"How did you raise me so big to be stupid like this. Grinning, Zhang Long secretly felt that it was really not easy for his mother.

And Chen Tong was still looking at the light bulb, all the pressure, despair, exhaustion and pain in his heart disappeared at once, leaving only endless emotion, beauty, and hope!

You don't have to pay back the money, of course, there is no pressure, and life will naturally return to light!

The world is so beautiful, hooligans can become monks, what reason is there to commit suicide, to work harder, to repay this wonderful world!

The heart that was originally dead was full of motivation, and the beautiful eyes looking at the light bulb also came back to life.

She smiled more and more happily, more and more intoxicated, obviously looking at the light bulb, but it was like the little dragon girl saw Yang Guo.

And looking at his mother like this, Zhang Long's heart is also breezy and willowy, and he doesn't want to be comfortable.

At this moment in his memory, what he saw was his mother, who had died of incense, bleeding all over the ground, and was dead and ashes, and that picture gave him a psychological shadow that he could not bear in his life.

But now, the gloomy memory is fading away until it is completely gone, and it is replaced by the radiant appearance of the old mother.

History has changed, the tragedy is no more, as if it never happened, and the wounds that have been hidden in my heart for many years have healed, leaving not even a trace of scarring.

Zhang Long also smiled, and the regrets that had been backlogged for many years were gloomy, and they were reduced by one point.

After that, Chen Tong kept educating Zhang Long while counting the money, what to be grateful to good people, not to accept the money from others with peace of mind, to do more good deeds and do good deeds, to work harder, to repay the society, and so on.

It's almost time to sing a song "Grateful Heart".

Zhang Long just agreed against his will, as long as his mother was happy.

It wasn't until midnight that Chen Tong's excitement subsided, and he finally went to bed, while Zhang Long secretly went to the rooftop of the building.

If you want to make up for your regrets and be yourself happily, you must have enough strength, and he has exhausted all his cultivation today, so he must cultivate hard.

And as the head of the Wuji Gate, if he wants to cultivate, it is naturally the treasure of cultivating the Wuji Gate, and it is also the exercise that he is most proud of...... Infinite Heart!

The night sky is clear, starry and quiet.

Zhang Long sat down cross-legged, clenched his hands, turned his heart to the sky, and then slowly closed his eyes.

"Wuji gives birth to the way of heaven, the way of heaven gives birth to yin and yang, and yin and yang give birth to all things...... The heart is to the ground, the mind is in harmony with the sky, through yin and yang, and humanity is one......"

He silently recited the mantra in his heart, and at the same time, he released the only spiritual power he had to the limit, and tried his best to shake the night sky around him.

Just a few minutes later, the dark void around Zhang Long's small body suddenly trembled, and layers of wave-like ripples appeared in the void, as if the space resonated with his spiritual power.

Then, the most basic energy in heaven and earth, what cultivators call aura, melted out of this mottled void of high-frequency vibrations.

I saw a trace of crystal clear bright white mist, which followed Zhang Long's breath into his body, and then refined, compressed, and embedded in the spiritual consciousness according to the specific meridian trajectory of the "Infinite Heart Technique", and finally returned to the dantian and turned into his own use.

And the original white color has also turned into a faint golden mist.

It's just that compared to Zhang Long's previous three golden spiritual powers, which were as thin as hair, this golden mist looked quite large, but it was very weak, like the difference between gas and liquid.

He is now cultivating to zero, and he can only cultivate this kind of gas aura, and if he wants to turn into liquid spiritual power, he will have to wait until the Yuan Shen period.

But he was not in a hurry, the long cultivation in his previous life had long been accustomed to this kind of process of polishing little by little by time.

The night is still quiet, with neon lights flashing in the distance and tall buildings nearby.

Compared with this rule-following and prosaic world, Zhang Long, who was shrouded in a layer of white gas at the moment, combined with the bright light naturally emitted by the white gas and the trembling void, was indescribably mysterious and magical!