After the word "mud child" popped up in Zhou Yi's mind for no reason, he understood that his thinking and consciousness had been temporarily fixed. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Zhou Yi believes that thinking consciousness is the will of life, and it is the only necessity for a life to rise and fall in the long river of destiny and resist the invasion of undercurrents.

Everyone's will to life is different, because they have different concerns and different definitions of life.

People pursue different meanings of life, so they have created different wills to live in competition, and even hundreds of schools of thought are contending.

The sooner a person finds his or her will to live, the stronger the perseverance he will be able to inspire and complete greater and more difficult challenges in life.

"Don't be afraid" is a necessary mental preparation for a life to embark on a journey of destiny.

This kind of preparation can only be done by the individual on his own initiative, and it is useless to passively drive, educate, or even put "don't be afraid" directly on the brain of the individual's life so that he can observe it every day and be cautious at all times.

Attentiveness and non-attentiveness are the difference between heaven and earth, and the results achieved are very different.

It is the brain that thinks, but why is it that the description in the source of culture is "what you want"? It's like thinking from the heart?

In fact, this is a cultural shift that misleads people.

The heart is not the heart, but the core. That is, the core of thinking, the will to life that Zhou Yi admires.

I don't know if it is the invasion of foreign culture that distorts the source of people's culture, or the lack of the source of modern culture, which has led many people to criticize some cultural phenomena.

That's the sad part. That is, the barbarian contempt for civilization.

In fact, there is no difference between high and low will to life, and the difference between high and low is that the individual has risen and fallen in the long river of fate, and the things that have evolved passively in order to adapt to the current environment can make the individual survive better and go to the other side of life.

Forcibly using someone else's will to live to guide one's own actions is not far from destruction.

Zhou Yi's will to live is a "mud child", indulging in this rolling red dust. All kinds of inappropriate and inappropriate in the past are the collision of oneself and fate, and the truth is found in the crawling.

At this moment, Zhou Yi stood on the stone steps of the cliff overlooking the mountain road below, and the corners of his mouth hooked an inexplicable arc.

A small force in the rivers and lakes can control a section of mountain road and turn this place into a hunting ground and amusement park, which is really a big joke in the world.

In this world, there are people who are greedy enough to swallow elephants, and they are blinded by the erosion of the undercurrent of fate, and do all kinds of things beyond their own bearing.

In a short period of time, they will be cheerful and even unbeatable. But the evil fruit has been swallowed into the abdomen, is sprouting and growing, and will eventually break out of the body and swallow the whole person.

If you haven't woken up in the moment before the destruction, it's gameover.

In the past, when Zhou Yi was crawling in the red dust, he was busy building his own tree of life, and he had no time to be distracted from other people's affairs. The ups and downs of other people's fates have nothing to do with Zhou Yi, he just has the strength to intervene, but he definitely has no intention of touching it.

But now, Zhou Yi has a good impression of the child in Shen Jiawen's arms, and he feels that his mother is in the rivers and lakes and is riddled with evil things, and he has the intention to intervene to change his fate.

If you think about it, do it.

It's like seeing Shen Jiawen's red lips tempting, so I went to taste it without hesitation.

This is the heart, which is the nature of a mud child.

"The woman is awake, hand the child back!" Zhou Yi looked at the middle-aged woman in Pusangli and said with a frown.

At this time, the woman was looking at the mess in the car in a panic, pinching her head and trying her best to remember what happened before she fell unconscious, her expression becoming more and more confused. She clearly remembered that her leg had been broken and her car had been destroyed, but how did reality deviate?

The car was still wrecked, but the leg was fine. Not only that, but it seems that my whole body is full of strength, and I have returned to the heyday of my life around the age of twenty.

The middle-aged woman thought hard and couldn't figure out what was going on.

Shen Jiawen also looked at the middle-aged woman, his eyebrows wrinkled tighter than Zhou Yi's. She clearly knew that Zhou Yi definitely wanted to change the fate of the child in her arms, and she had been thinking about how to do it.

In any case, returning the child directly to a middle-aged woman must not be the plan that Zhou Yi would choose.

But now, Zhou Yi made the decision to return the child directly!

Shen Jiawen once again felt that he couldn't see through Zhou Yi, and he was still completely mysterious.

"Boss, I can't get down!" Shen Jiawen did not ask Zhou Yi why he made this strange decision, but playfully asked for help.

She will not bring any unhappiness to Zhou Yi, but will only make Zhou Yi feel like a spring breeze anytime and anywhere, from the skin to the bones.

This is the "subordinate duty" that she has always insisted on.

Of course, Zhou Yi likes Shen Jiawen to be coquettish, because on this closed and tattered mountain road, coquettishness is a bright color, which can make the mood of the haze immediately become lively and cheerful.

In addition to being coquettish, only the innocence of children can make Zhou Yi happy.

As for these rotten people and broken cars belonging to the forces of the rivers and lakes on the mountain road, they are simply the haze that covers the sky, making people full of negative energy from head to toe, and falling into the dark abyss step by step.

Everyone needs positive energy in order to wash away the lead and return to the origin of life. However, this world is constantly invaded by negative energy, and the light of life has been swallowed all the time.

The only thing an individual can rely on is his own will to live. If you can describe it in just one word, it is "heart".

The mind is the most mysterious thing in time, and it is difficult to describe it in words. The most appropriate reference to sexual intentions is Monkey King.

Seventy-two changes, a somersault of 108,000 miles, these are all supernatural powers, and they are also beyond the shackles of words, a specific description of the intention of the heart, and a collection of changes.

There are many strange goblins on the way to learn the scriptures, how many can escape the eyes of the old grandson?

What is the reason? Everything is the same.

Zhou Yi knew that Shen Jiawen was an old Jianghu and had more experience than himself in many aspects. But at this moment, Shen Jiawen showed that it was just the youngest daughter's style, which was the most appropriate for the occasion.

"I like the way you're now, let's go!" Zhou Yi picked up Shen Jiawen by the waist and walked down the almost vertical cliff as if he were walking on the ground.

Shen Jiawen's inner excitement was indescribable, but it did not affect the duty of a subordinate in the slightest. After her feet landed, she tried her best to steady her pace, even though she was still trembling, and walked to Poussin's side.

"Why didn't you look for your son?" Shen Jiawen asked.

The middle-aged woman in Pu Sangli raised her head violently, looked at Shen Jiawen and then at the child, and after rolling her eyes a few times, she reached out to scratch Shen Jiawen's face, and scolded at the same time: "You stinky bitch!" How dare you steal my son, wait to die! (To be continued.) )