In the real world, tears are cheap, and all they can get in exchange is disgust and disgust. The world will not tolerate a weak person, cherish their tears, and only when they are hitched with joy and happiness do tears become valuable. If you cry a lot senselessly, you will gradually understand that it is better to live proudly, tears can't contain anything, why lose yourself.

……

"On the fifth day of the lunar month, it rained heavily, and the road back to the underworld rained like a pillar, I had to find a way to go back, the passage was sacred, but now it was defiled by the rakshasas. The head-on duel failed, and now Huangquan has actually begun to use conspiracy, which is a very serious accident. Luckily, we were able to send a short message, and I am sure that someone will come to pick us up. ”

"After four hours of fighting, I suddenly found myself so naïve."

"The reality was too far from what I expected, and I thought we could save the danger, but it was only when my players died fragile one by one that I realized. We, the Bodhisattvas, seem to have become the lowest cannon fodder, the cannon fodder of the game between the two parties, and the national election of the prefecture seems to have been affected, otherwise this kind of thing would never have happened. There are bodhisattvas who will collude with Huangquan, it's too terrifying. ”

"But we are the Bodhisattvas on the front line."

"Who's going to call the shots for us?"

"Direct sacrifice?"

"Straight abandoned?"

"Like throwing garbage?"

"And what is the purpose of our existence?"

On the last page of the diary, there are many questions written during the night Dragon Boat Festival, at this time, his team members should have all died for some reason, and only he survived.

He tortured himself in his diary.

Torture yourself non-stop.

I thought about it a lot during the Dragon Boat Festival, and then I found that there was no answer, there was really no answer. No one is in charge of these bodhisattvas on the front line, and no one cares about their life or death, if necessary, they can be sacrificed, abandoned, and thrown away at any time.

Their first-line bodhisattvas, the meaning of existence, is really cannon fodder.

The night Dragon Boat Festival discovered a secret, but some people in the underworld didn't want these scars to be revealed at this time, and then the Night Dragon Boat Festival was thrown away.

Not just throw it away, but even take action to destroy this unstable factor.

"Democratic elections in the prefecture?"

Before the Night Dragon Boat Festival, I always believed that this was a progress of the underworld, and the progress of the times would bring the underworld into a new period of development. The truly aspiring bodhisattvas will be excavated, and then the entire underworld will become more and more faintly prosperous, and it is even possible to directly knock out the poisonous sores of Huangquan.

"Huh."

"It's really hehe."

"It's all a lie."

The last few sentences of the diary became a vent, and the fonts were written crookedly, with teeth and claws, which was enough to show the inner spurning of the night Dragon Boat Festival.

After venting.

Night Dragon Boat Festival suddenly felt that there was no point in living, his values collapsed, and he didn't know what he was going to do next? Where are you going? Then, on the streets of Rongcheng, he faced the bite of a group of inferior wild ghosts, and directly gave up resistance, thinking in his heart: "Bit, bite me to death, and let the whole Three Realms see how filthy the current Bodhisattva has become." ”

Of course.

Things did not develop towards the night Dragon Boat Festival, he met Cha Duoyu, was rescued back to the Nai He Tea Shop, he didn't want to die, and was humiliated by Cha Duoyu, despised by the head and face, and was even stunned by a punch from a little ghost god.

Night Dragon Boat Festival feels that today is definitely the darkest day in my life, there is no one......

In order to prevent some extreme things from being done after waking up at night, Cha Duoyu was personally responsible for staring at him.

Cha Duoyu sat cross-legged in the lobby of the Nai He tea shop, and was thrown into the recliner on the side during the Dragon Boat Festival at night, recovering by himself. Cha Duoyu didn't help the night Dragon Boat Festival, anyway, she felt that this night Dragon Boat Festival hurt her heart and body, and she had to overcome it herself.

"Is it possible to let my aunt and grandmother heal your wounds by herself?"

"Think beautifully."

"Absolutely impossible."

Cha Duoyu, who was sitting cross-legged, began to carefully observe the Nuwa Sword 'Mending Heaven' in the spiritual sea, and after devouring the ghost's Mending Heaven, the sword intent was much stronger, but if he wanted to rely on this level of sword intent, he would fight against the infant ghosts at the level of the Ghost King, or two, and Cha Duoyu had no confidence at all.

She could only cautiously explore the changes in her sword intent.

Slay the wild ghosts along the way.

Cultivating the 'thorn' of swordsmanship, Cha Duoyu suddenly felt as if he had opened another window, including the application of the power of ghosts and gods, how to control it.

In the past, Cha Duoyu always thought that he was very stupid, he couldn't learn anything, the supernatural ghosts were very bad, and the psychic realm was making slow progress, compared to a scholar like Li Hongye, the gap was really not a star and a half.

Since he practiced with the machine spirit, he found that it was not that he was stupid, but that he lacked a few good teachers. Li Hongye has been taught by his father, but he doesn't, so how many detours will he take!

According to the old man of the medicine furnace and the sword waiter, the talent of Cha Duoyu is still very good, and I dare not say that there is no one in ten thousand, but there is no problem in picking one out of a hundred.

Just stay on the right path.

More than ten years of accumulation will gradually explode.

Cha Duoyu dares to guarantee that all the crane tails, when chasing geniuses, are very, very hard, but the method is not chosen correctly. Every effort is harvested, and the efforts of the past will slowly precipitate into the depths of the spiritual sea, and when the tea and fish are excavated, they will be born.

Just observing the sword intent of 'mending the sky', the lotus flower of tea and fish actually bloomed again.

There are six lotus births.

Compared with the simple power of ghosts and gods, Cha Duoyu is already very close to Li Hongye at this moment, well, it is Li Hongye before entering Mount Fuji.

I don't know if this chick has made progress recently.

Legend has it that this chick is very demonic.

Often break through without a sound.

Looking back now, could this chick deliberately hide her strength in Mt. Fuji? People may have already broken through Liansheng and reached the realm of Tianyan.

The realm of Tianyan!

The record of the tea family: "Tianyan is talking about enlightenment, looking at the mountain is not a mountain, and seeing the water is not water." The watershed between cultivation and people is called enlightenment, and as for the specific amount of improvement in strength, it often varies. Mental power will definitely be greatly improved, and the physical body dodges bullets, not a dream. ”

Time flies slowly.

I didn't wake up all night.

It may be that the consumption is too severe, and the bodhisattva body enters a state of self-dormancy.

At dawn, there was a sound of footsteps in the back hall, Fan Xiaohou woke up so early, and his face was very strange, holding a mobile phone in his hand, and this video seemed to be playing on the screen.

The mobile phone was handed directly to Cha Duoyu: "Look at it, it's very weird news." ”

Cha Duoyu just came back from his meditation, took his mobile phone, and first looked at the title of the video: "What can you do to save your disease?" ”