When you open your eyes, you are the reality;

Zhao Zhu sat up slowly, looking at the broken glass all over the ground, looking very calm, indeed, calm;

The illusion created by one's subconscious mind is destroyed by one's own hands;

This is a very cruel thing to himself, but Zhao Zhu has to do this, he can't just keep sinking in the illusion, this is an escape, a cowardice, and an extremely irresponsible.

It's just that waking up may also mean a kind of pain.

This is life, it's just that Zhao Zhu's life seems to be a little bumpy, ordinary people, the most basic need is to live, and then live better, and Zhao Zhu is forced to crush down, he needs to face the whole world.

It's tiring,

It's true

Tired;

Standing up, Zhao Zhu calmed down his thoughts, and looked at the little girl on the other bed, the little girl had now turned into a dried corpse, and when Zhao Zhu walked over, her body began to drift into ashes.

She died, perhaps, she should have died a long time ago, she was not alive in the first place.

Chengquan's gang doesn't care about ethics and morality, and they don't have any good and evil mentality, when a person or a group of people goes to an extreme about something, their thinking mode has gone beyond the scope of group thinking mode.

This is a cult, a deformity.

But deformity itself is an outlier relative to the vast majority, and in many cases, the vast majority does not represent the right one.

Truth, in many cases, is not in the hands of the vast majority of the people, and this sentence, like the state belongs to the people, is disgustingly hypocritical.

Zhao Zhu squatted down. Pick up the girl's ashes in both hands and pile them together.

Next, her ashes are buried together with her mother's heart.

Zhao Zhu's face showed a touch of impatience and boredom, and he suddenly felt. I should be suppressed into a psychopath now, yes, psychopathy.

Taking a deep breath and closing his eyes, Zhao Zhu's spiritual power spread out for thousands of meters, although the spiritual power level at this time had not yet reached the peak level at the beginning, it had already reached the point where it was very powerful and terrifying in the eyes of ordinary people.

And, because of the improvement of spiritual power, it brings. It is an equivalent improvement of Zhao Zhu's other abilities.

However, Zhao Zhu didn't feel much joy because of this.

There was no joy, no excitement, just a very boring and boring mood.

"Click......"

The security door was pushed open.

Cheng Quan walked in with a group of young men and women, and they saw X1's ashes, the broken glass shards, and Zhao Zhu standing in front of them.

"Wang Lang. Let me feel your power now, can I? Chengquan's eyes. There was a touch of excitement, obviously, he was obsessed with God, and he went further than Ye Gong Haolong.

Zhao Zhu's pupils shrank suddenly!

Cheng Quan let out a muffled snort, and the whole person knelt directly in front of Zhao Zhu. His face finally showed an instinctive fear in addition to excitement, and this fear was not the feeling he felt when facing the X1 that he could handle at will, because he knew it. For Zhao Zhu, he couldn't handle it at all.

Kneeling down together, there were all the young men and women behind Cheng Quan, and all of them had a look of fear on their faces.

If it was Zhao Zhu in the past, he wouldn't be like this, he would giggle with you, or even joke, even if Chengquan said that he would become the leader of the club, he wouldn't really sit down, but now, on the one hand, because of the return of strength, it gave Zhao Zhu greater confidence, and on the other hand, because Zhao Zhu's current mood is not very good.

Zhu Jianping appeared briefly and said to Zhao Zhu: "Don't bow your head, the crown will fall." ”

Before he disappeared, he said to Zhao Zhu: "Brother, thank you for your hard work." ”

As a brother, Zhu Jianping doesn't want to put all the pressure on Zhao Zhu, but it is precisely because as a brother that Zhu Jianping knows that even if he doesn't say anything, Zhao Zhu will naturally take the initiative to put all the pressure on his shoulders, even if he has been overwhelmed.

Whether it is a fat man or a sperm worm, they don't want Zhao Dashao in their eyes to live under the fence, looking at other people's faces and pretending to be small characters for others to live, they know that this is not Zhao Zhu's style.

The brothers understand each other, and Zhao Zhu also understands himself.

The reality is like this, people, need to change because of reality.

But when you regain your power, you can start trying, ...... Change reality.

Like now.

Zhao Zhu stood in front of these young men and women, watching them kneel at his feet, Zhao Zhu did not have the slightest sense of vanity and accomplishment in his heart, this feeling meant a kind of immaturity, he didn't need it, and he didn't disdain it.

Don't you want to create a god to worship?

Okay, I'll make you bow down.

"I'm not going to be the president of your club."

Zhao Zhu opened his mouth, his voice resounded in the hearts of these young men and women at the same time, shocking their hearts, and one of them, who was relatively weak, actually had a nosebleed directly.

Cheng Quan's face changed suddenly, he thought that Zhao Zhu was going to change the hexagram, X1 had been absorbed by Zhao Zhu, at this time, if Zhao Zhu changed the hexagram again, then wouldn't they be completely empty?

However, inadvertently, these people kneeling on the ground did not notice that in front of their foreheads, a cyan lotus flower appeared, and the lotus flower had a strange aura, but it contained a kind of vastness that belonged to Buddhism, which was slowly affecting themselves.

This is...... Washi.

Spiritual power is a key, a key to open the treasure house, before, many of Zhao Zhu's abilities were sealed in the treasure house, unusable, unobtainable, just like a person, already poor, but there is a safe at home that has forgotten the password, which is full of gold and silver checks.

This was the case with Zhao Zhu before.

It's not that Zhao Zhu likes to swallow his anger, it's not that he likes to slowly grind and harden, just for that little profit, or even to get more equipment for his troops, and he has to sell drugs.

Because...... The strength is not enough.

Now, a lot of things. It can be different.

Zhao Zhu took a step down and came to Cheng Quan, placing his palm on Cheng Quan's head.

Before, he would also pay attention to whether Chengquan had other thoughts, whether he was really as pure as he appeared, now. Don't worry about these things anymore.

Because Cheng Quan couldn't understand at all, giving X1's spiritual power to Zhao Zhu was not a simple superposition of quantity, but a qualitative leap.

Perhaps, before Chengquan also thought that Zhao Zhu was for him, he could speculate, control, and promote, so. He is willing to follow Zhao Zhu's wishes, because he also has an instinct to pursue excitement in his bones, but what he, his studio, and the club have released is not a Wang Lang whose mental power has been improved......

It's a real Zhao Zhu.

When you regain your strength, you will be able to have confidence. When you regain your confidence, you can be yourself again.

You want me to be the leader of your club. I don't care if you have pure thoughts or not, because there's no need to care, I'll just convert you to me, and that's it.

This is what Zhao Zhu is thinking now.

Buddhist Gate Bald Donkey. Paying attention to cross-transformation is a kind of virtue that leads people to goodness and Buddhahood, and it is a good deed;

However, the crossing. In Zhao Zhu's view, it is a very hurtful thing, a very cruel thing, but whether it is cruel or not, it has nothing to do with Zhao Zhu's heart.

Before, Cheng Quan told Zhao Zhu that his group of people had a very simple family background, and they thought that in such a way, they could attract Zhao Zhu to follow suit, and even push Zhao Zhu to his front desk, play their god-making game, and seek their stimulation and experience.

But Zhao Zhu is too lazy to beg for this, too lazy to beg for this, he has had enough of this life, he is bored and numb;

Why am I asking you?

I have made you my believers, and everything you have is not mine?

I want you to give birth, and you will give birth;

I want you to die, and you willingly die for me!

Celestial, human, bugs, are they scary?

Yes, it's scary, it's scary, but now, at least, yourself, you already have the capital to reduce your fear a little.

Qinglian melted into their eyebrows and imprinted in the depths of their souls.

"Who am I?" Zhao Zhu said slowly, and for a while, the phantom of a Buddha appeared behind him, spitting lotus flowers in his mouth, nothing less.

"It's God, our God."

Cheng Quan and these young men and women put their hands on the ground, their foreheads slammed on the cold floor tiles, and bowed to Zhao Zhu.

They are now Zhao Zhu's believers, or rather...... is a slave;

Where would the real gods play the god-making game with them?

…………

When Zhao Zhu walked out of the Olympic Sports Center and planned to take a car back to the barracks, suddenly, he saw a monk standing at the subway station at the entrance of the Olympic Sports Cave, a bald monk, wearing a broken hundred clothes, the monk was holding a plastic bag in his hand, there was some food in it, and some drink, which seemed very embarrassed, the most obvious thing is that this monk, Zhao Zhu has seen.

At the beginning, when he first became Wang Lang, the monk passed by his door and gave him some money, and then the monk was driven away by Wang Kaifu.

Unexpectedly, this monk actually turned his fate all the way, from Huai'an, to Nanjing, and at this time, he met.

The monk and Zhao Zhu were quite far away, but they seemed to feel something in their hearts and looked at Zhao Zhu's side;

Immediately, the monk immediately showed a happy look on his face, put the plastic bag in his hand aside, quickly sorted out the clothes on his body that had long been torn and could not be torn anymore, wiped the sweat on his forehead and the stains on his face, knelt on the ground in a very pious way, and shouted:

"For my Buddha to return, congratulations!"

The surrounding pedestrians naturally couldn't find that the monk was kneeling to a young man from a long distance, but they thought that the monk was crazy.

………………

Recently, my health has not been good, and some professional writers have problems with their predecessors, Long thought he was young, and it was still early, but the results really began to appear, his waist and chest began to ache, and his mental and physical exhaustion made Long's recent update frequency indeed dropped a lot, and Long wanted to explode five times a day like before, but at least for now, he was powerless.

However, this chapter, written out of the feeling, more than a hundred chapters after entering the door, there is finally an end, the dragon knows that you have been suppressed for a long time, in fact, the dragon has been suppressed for a long time, this chapter, as a spring thunder after the rain.

Come on, tip, come on, monthly pass, come on, coke, come on, Red Bull!

After writing this chapter, Long finally felt that he had the face to ask the officials for all kinds of things, hahaha. (To be continued.) )