The June rain was hazy, and Zhang Yao had just come out of the gym and stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, looking at the people walking in a hurry on the street.

This is the busiest time of the day, with parents riding battery cars to send their children to school, office workers chasing the bus with umbrellas, and aunts and uncles catching up with the morning market.

Everyone has their own path in life, and every moment of every day is accomplishing what needs to be done in the next second.

Zhang Yao was thinking, where is his own path?

A strong aroma of coffee pulled back his thoughts, and he turned around to find Pan Zhen walking over with two cups of coffee that had just been made.

"Cappuccino?" He raised his left hand and then his right hand: "Irreno? ”

Zhang Yao raised his eyebrows and thought about it, and pointed to his left hand.

"I knew you'd pick a cappuccino." As he spoke, Zhen handed the cup to Zhang Yao.

"Why do you know?"

"Because you will definitely choose the sweeter one, from a psychological point of view, it means that your mind has not yet reached the stage of a mature man, like me, I love to drink bitter." After speaking, Zhen took a sip of the espresso on his right hand.

"Cut ~ really fake? Did you also study psychology? Zhang Yao looked at him suspiciously.

"Little classmate, you should read more books, let's go after drinking, the place where Lao Kun is staying is not easy to find."

After a brief tidying up, Zhang Yao set off with Zhen on the way to find Uncle Kun.

When the car drove outside the gate of the Communication University, Zhang Yao looked at the familiar buildings with nostalgia.

The car was driving at high speed. After driving for more than three hours, I finally went out at a relatively small toll gate.

"How long will it take?" Zhang Yao was also a little tired from sitting.

Zhen sighed: "The driver is not idle and tired, why is the car in a hurry?" If you hadn't broken my two cars. It was supposed to let you drive. ”

"In fact, in the final analysis, you really can't blame me, think about it, if it wasn't for the ticket you got me, how dare I touch the car, if you don't touch the car, your car can't be broken."

"Huh? I find that you have been much sharper since you were resurrected. Pan Zhen said and glared at Zhang Yao: "If you have time, you should go back to the driving school and re-learn." I'm getting a driver's license and coming back. ”

"Okay~~ I think so too, there are no shortcuts in life, and it's convenient to hurt yourself~~" Zhang Yao lazily stretched.

"It's quite profound. It seems that you are also aware of your shortcomings, and what are you going to do when you go to Dongyang? ”

"I didn't think about it, let's talk about it then."

Zhang Yao looked out the car window, and the scenery flashed in front of him. But I don't want to appreciate it.

The road ahead is too slim for me. I didn't finish college, I didn't have any social experience, so it seemed a little difficult to take that step. He knew that his two brushes were okay to chat with and chat with demons and monsters. But when I think of socializing with people and working to make money, I am still very apprehensive.

The car drove along the national highway into the country road, and the road became more and more uneven, and it began to be a little bumpy.

"Uncle, where is this hiding?" Zhang Yao tugged on the handrail. Shake and say.

"Kun likes to hide quietly, and he hid in the mountains for thirty or fifty years." Pan Zhen drove the car up the mountain road. Fortunately, there has always been a road, otherwise the two of them would have to climb the mountain again.

Deep in the mountains sits a relatively old Taoist temple, surrounded by sandalwood, quiet and quiet, sparsely populated.

A small red lacquer and brown-roofed archway reads: Three words of Yunhai View.

Zhang Yao followed behind Pan Zhen, walked up a stone staircase, and entered the mountain gate, where two Tsing Yi Dao Chiefs blocked their way.

"I'm sorry, our Taoist temple doesn't accept tourists who visit the incense."

Pan Zhen glanced at them with a smile: "I'm here to find Kun." ”

When the two of them heard this, they immediately froze for a moment: "Then may I ask who you are?" ”

"Just tell him that Zhang Yao is here."

The two Taoist leaders glanced at each other and then entered the apse. After a while, a few people walked briskly from the back of the Jade Emperor Palace. The man at the head was in a white sermon robe, with his hair tied on the top of his head, and his bun was coiled. Getting closer, Zhang Yao could see clearly.

"Uncle?" Kun's change is really big, the slightly long curly hair that used to cover half of his face, suddenly revealing all his appearance, is still a little unaccustomed, but the deep eyes have not changed.

"Little apprentice is really you?" Kun didn't seem to believe his eyes, ran to Zhang Yao in a few steps, dragged him back and forth, and was still muttering to himself: "Incredible, this is incredible, I obviously saw that your soul was scattered, how could you still live?" ”

"Lao Kun, don't look at how long we live, there are still things you haven't seen." Zhen quipped on the side.

"Quick! Tell me what the hell is going on. Lin Kun grabbed Zhang Yao's hand and walked towards the apse.

The more you go inside, you will find that the scale of this temple is not small, and there are all kinds of halls and guest halls.

Kun took Zhang Yao and Pan Zhen into a room with yellow walls and red tiles, the layout of the room was somewhat simple, with wooden beds and wardrobes, and there was not even a chair for sitting on people.

The three of them had to sit on the bed, and Xiao Daotong brought in a few cups of tea and left the room.

Kun couldn't wait to listen to Zhen tell about Zhang Yao's resurrection, and was amazed again and again.

"Little apprentice, what are your plans for the future?"

Zhang Yao looked at the uncle and Pan Zhen: "Let's go to Dongyang first, after all, only he can understand me." The tone was a little helpless.

Kun nodded: "That's good, little apprentice, don't be too upset, it's just a process, and you will get used to it slowly." ”

"Uncle, I'm back, are you still going to live in this temple?"

Kun glanced down at his robe and smiled: "I'm used to this quiet environment, so let's stay for a while." Don't go back today, stay with me for the night. ”

Zhen looked around the room and pouted: "Forget it, you're not suitable for us, besides, I'll be in Beijing in two hours, and I'm still used to staying in a hotel." ”

"You! I have known you for so many years, I just love to enjoy, I can't endure hardship, and I can't stand being tired. Kun also complained about Zhenzhen, and it seemed that Yue Li had also said this.

"If anyone doesn't have their own style, can they all learn from you? Either as a monk or as a monk, I am looking for beauty, a future, and happiness. ”

"Little apprentice, who do you say is reasonable between me and Zhen?" Kun threw the choice to Zhang Yao.

He looked at these two people and was also very helpless: "I don't know, don't ask me, how long I will live, and I will discuss this issue with you if I live for two thousand years." ”

It's not certain what is going on with you, how can you have time to take care of their outlook on life.

Zhang Yao and Zhen said goodbye to Yunhaiguan, drove to continue to hurry, this day's rush was really tiring, the second half of the road was strongly recommended by Zhang Yao, and he finally drove it. Getting behind the wheel again, it feels really different, playing a beautiful music, facing the sunset, and walking on the road to the future. (To be continued.) )