Zhang Qi's words made some of the displaced people kneeling in front of the resettlement site ashamed and left silently. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 But more of his face was hideous, he stood up and gasped, roaring to vent his anger, "What qualifications do you have to teach us!" "The general said, you have a lot of food, why don't you give it to us?" "If you have food, everyone eats, you must take out the food and divide it equally!" "You are unkind, don't blame us for being unjust!" "Rush in and rob it!" They don't dare to slaughter innocents. "Some of us are still relatives, and they are embarrassed!" ------

When the begging was refused, he showed his ugly face. These people have deep evil thoughts, and have degenerated into parasites and beasts. But thinking of Fat Black and Xiaocui, Zhang Qi felt that he couldn't say that they were beasts, because that was an insult to beasts. The place was unusually silent, and many people were trembling, not afraid but angry, and they were so angry that they were so shameless! This is the voice of everyone. The sound of popping and popping kept ringing, and many people were slapping themselves, these people were all former lovers, they were blaming and punishing themselves, and the overflowing love almost brought disaster to the resettlement site and pushed everyone into the abyss.

The silence of the people in the resettlement area fueled their arrogance. I thought that the high-sounding reason had already suppressed the other party, and the ferocity had made the other party submit, I was a hooligan, who am I afraid of! But they didn't know that the people inside just held their knives and guns tighter, pulled their bows and arrows wider, and even the old people and women picked up bamboo darts and wooden sticks, ready to defend their current homes. In their eyes, these people are not innocent at all, but greedy thugs, murderous demons.

Zhang was in a trance for a while, how similar the people I saw in my past life and this life. If you don't suffer from poverty, you will always suffer from inequality, but you rarely think about why you are poor and whether you should be poor. In the face of disasters and injustice, he always complains about the rich, power, and all dissatisfaction. In fact, the essence of hatred is to get a generation without work, to replace others with wealth, to replace others with power, and to live an addiction to power.

Climbing over the ditch and rushing to the deer, these people were greeted by merciless swords and guns. Zhang Qi's training was not in vain, silent stabs, retracting guns, and stabbing again, the knife technique was simpler, all the way to the neck, cutting off the head! The first group of people went from arrogance to astonishment to disbelief, and some were wailing: "We are unarmed and innocent outcasts! How can you do it?" "Aren't you going to heaven? I'll give you a ride!" The people in the resettlement area spoke in hatred, and their swords and guns continued.

The bloody scene did not deter those people. Greed, conformity, and self-paralysis led them into madness, and red-eyed people rushed to fight with the people in the resettlement area. In some places, the deer were pushed away, some knives and guns were taken away by the other party, and the backhand was stabbed and hacked to death, and the people of the resettlement city also pounced, using all means to stop and kill the thugs who broke into their homes.

Zhang Qi did not participate, and he would not do it until the last moment. Any truth, only by experiencing it in person, will it be unforgettable, and it will be taken as a warning. Blood and life are the best sobering agents, and only then will people really reflect on the fact that people are not church, but are experienced.

He may be indifferent, but memories of his past life tell him that indifference is sometimes a kind of compassion. Too much protection is a kind of indulgence, a spoiling, a harm. Some people are accustomed to the help of others, have a sense of dependence, and feel that they should take it for granted, when this kind of help is reduced, they are not working hard, but resentful, and even bite back, so the old saying: Shengmien, fighting Mi hatred.

Unconsciously, Zhang Qi saw the scenery and thoughts, immersed in memories, and under the impact of the past and present lives, he had a mysterious understanding. In his previous life, he grew up in an orphanage, with sadness, love, discrimination, and tolerance, but many of those people still went down the wrong path. Zhang Qi also went to visit the prison, in addition to remorse, those people were more resentful, complained about the injustice of God, complained about social injustice, and were faintly jealous of Zhang Qi's current situation, but they didn't want to understand him at all, how much hardship he had endured, how much hard work he had made, and how much he had worked to get to where he is today.

He also participated in the rescue of the tragic earthquake. As a volunteer, he witnessed the earth-shaking deeds, the rescue teams who risked their lives, the fatigue of the rescue teams, and the strong and unyielding self-help victims. I also witnessed the dark side, some took advantage of the fire to rob, some stood by, and the most intolerable thing is that some of the victims, when others were rescued, actually played mahjong on the side, played, and pointed fingers at the disaster relief team. In the hearts of these people, the help of others is necessary and deserved, and it is your fault that you do not do it properly, without gratitude, without shame, such as kneeling and begging before the placement, and turning your face will become the scum of the mob.

In this life, he is also an orphan in Zhangfu, and he is at peace with his encounters. Even if you know that you can't pass the adult assessment, you don't give up easily, you can learn what you should learn, and you can practice what you should practice. People who are good to him, are grateful, such as Aunt Li, who treats him badly, there is resentment and no resentment, even if he is inexplicably extraordinary, he has not forgotten his heart, and he has never thought of revenge, even if he is resentful, it is good to be a passerby.

Memories run wild, shuttling between past and present lives. Sometimes he frowned, sometimes he smiled, sometimes he sighed. The people in the resettlement area surrounded him tightly in the center, no one asked, no one questioned, and no one was dissatisfied. Surrounding the inductor in the center is a kind of protection from the heart, and although they know that the inducer does not need protection at all, they reflexively do so, which is reverence!

Zhang Qi didn't know that he looked like a calm person, and the misty spiritual platform was rolling, driving the dantian aura and galloping in the meridians and flesh and blood. There is a trace of mist that condenses and dissipates, gradually condensing more than dissipating, and there is a tendency to form a kernel. Master Li, who was sneaking on the side, felt the aura emanating from Zhang Qi, and almost blurted out: "Qi practitioner, condensing Dao Nian, impossible!"

Condensing the Dao is a cultivation that can only be achieved by powerful monks in the Jindan period. Dan seed Dao thoughts, read into the soul fetus, break the Dan into a baby, beyond the plastic realm, into the second realm of cultivation of the first step: the first step. The infant period is already the best understanding of Master Li. His master is a Jindan monk, and he is also fortunate to feel the breath of condensing Dao Nian outside his master's cave mansion, so it is unbelievable. Master Li pinched his thigh fiercely, and the pain told him that it was not an illusion, and then he left like sleepwalking, still muttering in his mouth: "Fake, it must be fake, this does not conform to the rules of cultivation." ”

The scumbags, with reluctance and despair, were finally driven away. The people in the resettlement area silently collected the remains of their relatives who died in the war, took them to the foot of the mountain for incineration, and prepared to bring the ashes back to their hometown for hiding. More bandits are violently corpsed, and they don't see the other party sending someone to cook, who is right and who is wrong, and it is clear at a glance which evil is good and which is good, and it is easy for people to become ghosts, and it is difficult for ghosts to become people. The people in the resettlement area couldn't bear it, so they dug a big pit at the foot of the mountain, so that these people would return dust to dust and dirt to earth.

After experiencing the catastrophe, the people in the resettlement area were physically and mentally wounded, with tears flowing from the corners of their eyes, but their hearts were clear. Time changes, people's hearts are unpredictable, do not follow the crowd, keep your duty, do not listen to demagoguery, are not afraid of intimidation, and are not deceived.