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Coming out of the liquor branch where he had worked, Zhou Cheng felt that it was cool, much more comfortable than eating ginseng fruit back then. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info eating ginseng fruit is so cool that the limbs are hundreds, which avenges an arrow, but it is so cool that you can float up when you walk.

Fortunately, this Manager Wang is a mortal, if it is a different cultivator, it is estimated that Zhou Chengcheng is not a curse, but directly rolls up his sleeves and fights.

Although Zhou Cheng was harmonized by Hongjun, the Tao was like a communicator, and the water flowed for a long time. But Zhou Cheng still has the minimum consciousness of being a cultivator.

Looking back at the place where he would never come back and would never be angry again, Zhou Chengwei smiled and said, "Next time you bully me, I will curse your whole family!" ”

It can't be regarded as Zhou Cheng's viciousness, after all, if he hadn't been chosen by the Great Dao and became the first outlier after the opening of the world, Zhou Cheng would have died cleanly, would he still have a chance to come back?

Zhou Cheng always had an illusion that if he didn't fall down at that time, he would have to be killed by this guy.

However, this curse, Manager Wang is going to be unlucky. Zhou Cheng is a saint, and he is an outlier of the avenue, although at this time he is only a so-called master in the early stage of incarnation, but there is a way of golden mouth, and the unlucky manager Wang is afraid that he will be implicated in this curse forever.

Zhou Cheng will never pity this stinky man who bullies the weak, plays with power, and blasphemes women. What's more, in the situation of his own family, he didn't have pity back then, who made the world more cold-blooded, but he actually threatened himself with this reason twice a day for three days, threatening to dismiss himself, this is not hateful, hateful, damned.

Thinking that he was bullied by Manager Wang again and again, and was threatened by him with work, and when he thought of being angry, Zhou Chengcheng couldn't help but want to pull a bad guy to beat him!

In fact, there is no way, if Zhou Cheng doesn't have that job, who will take care of him at home? Just rely on that one acre and three points of land? Just by the income of the so-called rural areas in the so-called new era, when the gap between the rich and the poor has reached an appalling level? The policy of the political axe is good, but maybe my parents have not caught up with the times, and when the policy of the political axe is fully liberalized, they are already old and can only guard one acre and three points of land.

Unless the land is planted with a cash cow, poverty will only intensify in your own home, who calls it only one acre and three points of land, not one or two hectares of land.

My parents are all Ben Wu people, and their hair is whiter than black, which is not counted, rural people are tired and naturally look old. But when he thought of the child in his mother's arms, the child who was waiting to be fed and couldn't eat anything except milk, Zhou Chengcheng felt that his heart was blocked.

Zhou Cheng has never felt that he is a literate person, although he finished college, but what he learned has basically been returned to the university professors, after all, the so-called university professors back then were also taken directly from the books to the students, one is not serious about teaching, one is not in place, the current situation of education, in addition to helplessness is incompetence.

So he found his sister's name in the dictionary for a long time. A person's quality is related to his name. Of course, it is not necessary to take the name of Zhuge Liang to be smart, but if you take a name like this, or a group of such names, you will definitely not be smart.

When others call your name, you call your own name, which is more scientific, that is, you are constantly hypnotizing and self-hypnosis. A good name, if you say too much, is a compliment, but also a catalyst, so that people can be happy, and life is smooth.

"Although the name Zhou Shiqi is a little vulgar, it is still reluctant! Hehe...... "Thinking of his sister who he hadn't seen for many years, Zhou Chengcheng couldn't help but show a smile, it was a happy smile. Zhou Cheng is a person who loves and hates quite clearly, he can be so good to his apprentice in the mythological era, and naturally there will be ten thousand excuses or reasons to be better to his sister. After all, there can be many apprentices, and there is only one sister.

Thinking of his sister, Zhou Cheng felt that it was time for him to go back and take a look, but he was very uneasy in his heart, although he knew that he was wearing it this time, because he was disturbed by the Great Dao Heavenly Machine, time and space were completely distorted, his home was still that home, and his family was still those families, but his home had not changed, but Zhou Cheng had changed!

Self-cultivation, family building, governing the country, leveling the world, I want to do everything, isn't it too greedy? Zhou Cheng couldn't care so much, at this time, all his Dao hearts were beating because he was going home.

Zhou Cheng will be timid in his hometown, in fact, there are reasons for the decrease in strength, and more importantly, Zhou Cheng regards this era as his roots, these compatriots as his roots, and the poor, but extremely warm home as his roots.

Trees can grow to tens of thousands of feet tall, but they still have roots! Other saints can do basic inaction, can do without worldly concerns, but that is not because they are high-minded, let alone how ruthless they are, but because they have no roots. They were born and bred by heaven and earth, and they couldn't find anyone to be their father and mother when they robbed it, and they just died and counted duckweed.

Zhijian is affectionate, and Zhou Cheng doesn't care if it's right or not, he loves to do it, is there still a loss? Who decreed that a former saint could not have a home? I have a weekly achievement. Who decreed that a saint should not be selfish and biased? I'm selfish. Who can dictate that a saint cannot live an ordinary life? I live every day. Who prescribes a saint to be a swagger? I have lived in a thatched house for hundreds of millions of years, and no one looks down on me.

If Zhou Cheng is the same as other saints, then he is not Zhou Cheng. As long as you have a big fist, you will lie in the middle of the road every day, and others will not say anything about you, but if you are a waste of wood, you will hide at home and be bullied.

Let's go home and have a look! Zhou Cheng couldn't help but think.

So, he used the money he had just secretly taken from Manager Wang to buy a ticket and take the bus home! Zhou Chenghua's cultivation in the divine stage is completely enough for him to fly with the Qi Imperial Sword, after all, these simple things, he still knows, think about stepping on the Mixed Yuan Sword for nine days, it is luxurious enough. But he still chose to take the car home, first, to let himself rise from the ordinary, arrogance and luxury will only backfire him, maybe he will be put on the road again.

There were a lot of people in the car, the students were on vacation, Zhou Cheng listened to them chatting with great interest, he was once young, but the years flew by, and he couldn't go back to his student days after all.

"Damn, this bullshit American political axe knows what Chinese human rights report is issued every year, and I think I'm living a good life? Do you want them foreigners to point fingers? "Cynics.

"Slander, pure slander!" Those who speak righteously.

"Political propaganda, in the service of capitalism." Suspected student union officer.

"In the final analysis, people are still rich and developed!" Moneyist!

"Alas, the thirteen aircraft carrier formations of the United States have the capital to be proud! China is in crisis! "Weapons supremacist!

"Damn, what's the weapon? We're still a lot of people!" The physically strong.

At this time, a very abrupt voice sounded, and even Zhou Chengdu was attracted to him, "You are all wrong!" ”

Zhou Cheng smiled and asked, "This little brother, do you have any different opinions?" I think they're all right! I just don't know how the little brother Takami is? ”

This is a man with glasses, who looks like a bookish student, and his body is thin, obviously belonging to a family that is not good, and he has no time to exercise, and all of them spend their time reading books.

"When the people are strong, the country is strong. No matter how strong the national strength is, without the strength of the people, there is also the danger of high-rise buildings falling in an instant. We Chinese do not lack creativity, nor do we lack the spirit of hardship and hard work, we just lack an opportunity, lack a hero to awaken the potential of the Chinese people, awaken the soul of the people! The strength of the enemy is not terrible, we just need to be stronger than them. ”

As soon as the man with glasses spoke, everyone was infected by his passionate appearance, and they all thought that if he was the one who awakened the soul of the nation.

"Actually......" The man with glasses paused, "Actually, there should be another way." ”

"Huh? What a way! Zhou Cheng also felt that this son's knowledge was not outstanding, at least better than those students, and he had a super self-confidence. This self-confidence was not his own, but the same strong self-confidence he had when he spoke of his country.

"In order to read ancient books, I went to the school library and the provincial library to work part-time, but I found something different." The man with glasses paused, and said as if he was looking for longing: "I think those Taoist writings are true!" Lao Tzu's morality, Qinglian's chaos chapter! If there are those immortals who can fly all over the sky, foreign enemies are just a piece of cake. ”

"Poof!" Zhou Cheng squirted out the mineral water in his mouth, "What did you say?" ”

"I'm talking about those Taoist classics. Morality, chaos. ”

"What are they talking about?"

"One talks about the way of non-action, and the other talks about the way of sentient beings!"

Zhou Cheng was silent, he knew that this might be just a feeling written by a disciple of the Cheng Sect, and it was passed on to future generations, if it was really a chaos chapter, no one would dare to pass it on.

"What's your name?"

"Lin Ling!"

Zhou Cheng smiled and said, "You remember, I stand from a personal point of view and support your views!" ”

Lin Ling said: "What is the use of you believing in me, or if you believe in Taoism, look at the mountain outside......"

Zhou Cheng raised his eyes and saw that at this time, the urban and rural buses had not yet completely left the city, and outside the window was Zhenwu Mountain on the edge of the city, and a group of people were singing on the stage.

"The famous Zhenwu Emperor in Taoism, a good southwest palace is occupied by a group of singing operas, Taoism, it's worrying! The age of mythology, if any, is long gone. ”

Zhou Cheng nodded secretly, although this Lin Ling is a scholar who has no power to restrain chickens, his knowledge is indeed extraordinary.

"Do you know who the True Martial Emperor is?"

Lin Ling smiled bitterly and said: "The palace of the Emperor Zhenwu is built here, I naturally checked it specifically, but I am a poor scholar, and I have no chance to see the real out-of-print ancient books." However, I once happened to see an introduction from a line-like ancient book: The Emperor of Zhenwu, Panwang Clan! I think it's him! ”

Everything is no different from what you know. Although Lin Ling can't be sure, but when he says this, Zhou Chengyi naturally knows that it is true. King Pan didn't go to Heaven to report on his work back then, and naturally even cultivators knew very little, but this kid was able to find clues from ancient books, and he was indeed a good scholar.

"The weakening of religion is an indisputable fact! I hope that when Shenzhou is in trouble, they can come forward to protect Shenzhou! ”

Zhou Cheng saw that Lin Ling fell into an unrealistic fantasy, so he stopped talking, he just thought it was funny, he had come all the way from the road of mythology, those birds and immortals, would they care about the life and death of mortals? It's much better if you don't help, but don't expect them to help. Otherwise, I'm afraid there won't be that hundred-year catastrophe in Shenzhou!

The car soon arrived at the town, the name of the town is very interesting, called Guanyin Town, it is said that a few years ago, the pioneers found a statue of Guanyin that fell in the woods, I don't know who knocked it down, and the later town also had a name.

After getting out of the car, Zhou Cheng walked all the way home, strolling around and walking for a long time. The mountain is not high, but it has a sense of beauty, and in this era, it is rare to be able to keep the mountain so green. The road back to his hometown is so long, what kind of road is this, a road that Zhou Cheng thought he would never have the opportunity to set foot on again. The mountain trails and ridge trails eventually led to Zhou Cheng's home.

The house is old, a southern Sichuan dwelling, an adobe house. The earthen walls of the house are full of holes, just like Zhou Cheng's heart.

Originally, Zhou Cheng thought that his hometown would never go back. But today, with trembling hands, he pushed open the hidden door, and the cry of a child came from the door.

"Mom......"

Zhou Cheng knelt down suddenly......

(To be continued)