Chapter Forty-Eight: Real Villains Are Not Terrible (Part II)

Two white-flowered figures walked out of the door. Wow! The blood in Zhan Zhizhan's whole body "boomed", it seemed to be boiling, and the nosebleed almost spurted out. Zhan Zhizhan felt that his eyes were dark, and he almost fainted. This is a precursor to going mad! Zhan Zhizhan hurriedly shocked his mind, converged his true qi into the dantian, and used the "Simple Harvesting Method" to collect the gong.

"Lao Tzu's green hat is worn by the pair of dog men and women of 'really annoying' and 'Bai Leba'. What a fucking grievance! Zhan Zhizhan seemed to have his soul taken away by the two black and white impermanences of "Really Annoying" and "Bai Leba", and sat on the roof in a daze, his brain was blank, like half a piece of wood. Zhan Zhizhan couldn't help but scold in his heart, "is engaging" and what are the "four major grievances"! One of the "four major grievances" will torture people to death, but this is good, he almost got two in the day, especially "cuckold", which is tolerable, which is unbearable! Still don't let people live?

In fact, human beings are sentient beings. Human beings have Buddha nature and demon nature. The nature revealed by the mind is the Buddha nature, and the obsession with delusions is the demonic nature. Wood is as false as the body, and self-nature is the truth. When man is alive, his own mind is also in the shell of the body. The body does not last forever. Wood will not last forever, and will become coal and dust after hundreds of millions of years. No matter how virtuous a girl is, she also has seven emotions and six desires, and in the face of a boy like Zhan Zhizhan who likes to do her own thing, it is best not to have a girlfriend who talks about marriage. He should not be a husband or a father, lest he harm others and himself. The green hats were put on one after another, and they deserved to be self-inflicted, and they did not deserve sympathy.

The call for a revival of sensibility in the eighties was once expressed in the academic debate between two generations of thinkers. As one of the important spiritual leaders of that era, the philosopher Li Zehou's philosophy was to demonstrate a kind of "new rationality" with German seriousness. Young scholars, on the other hand, have called for a "new sensibility" in their writings, almost fanatically, and have mercilessly challenged Li Zehou's philosophy. It was a Marcusean philosophy, but it was undoubtedly a strong stimulant for the youth of the time. His call to "go naked to God," despite its Hebrew prophetic zeal, is more likely to evolve into a "snowy wilderness" style of body in a native context. This is also true in other cultural fields, such as avant-garde art, new wave cinema, new generation poetry, avant-garde novels, and so on. In another example, rock singer Cui Jian was once regarded by the mainstream as a cultural spokesperson for delinquent youth and even street hooligans. But the strange thing is that Cui Jian did not wear bell bottoms to swagger through the market. On the contrary, his standard attire was a military uniform that symbolized the revolution. However, the military uniform on his body does not mean discipline, and he can only be regarded as an untidy soldier at best. The military uniform has an open neckline, which looks like casual casual clothes.

Cui Jian's outfit echoes the shift from confined tunics and military uniforms to open suits. Cui Jian's rock song "Let Me Sprinkle a Little Wild on the Snow" is a cultural malaria that was sometimes imprisoned and sometimes open at the beginning of the reform era, which is a typical symptom of alternating cold and heat. Cui Jian sang in the song: "Babble, babble, because my illness just doesn't feel it." ”

At the time, there were two famous sayings that were quite popular among college students: "A hero is a hero of his own making, and a coward is a coward of his own making". Existentialism, which arose at the moment of filling the vacuum of values, soon became popular on the university campuses of that time. When college students learned about existentialism, they were exposed to various philosophical trends in the West. Thus, on university campuses in the early eighties, there was a pandemic of Western philosophical thought.

Some people say that when you start to get nostalgic, it means that you are old. Looking back at the university life in the 80s, the desire for knowledge, the idealism in the bones, and the simple and peaceful life were the hallmarks of that era and that group of young people.

"Bell ......" The bell that hurriedly ended the evening self-study made Zhan Zhizhan's out-of-body soul return to his body, but his body was very weak, so weak that he didn't even want to open his eyes.

"It's really annoying" and "Bai Leba" don't know when they've left, and the roof is whistling with only the instructions of the ghost brothers and ghost brothers who sent Zhan Zhizhan back to his soul. Zhan Zhizhan seemed to be walking on a bridge just now, and then ...... And then drank a bowl of what soup. Right! It is Meng Po soup by the bridge. Then there was an immortal who looked very much like the old grandfather of Zhan Zhizhan's hometown. The old man said that Zhan Zhizhan didn't deserve to die, so the bell that ended the evening self-study called Zhan Zhizhan back.

Meng Po soup is a kind of tea soup that can forget all your troubles, all your love and hatred when you drink it. When a person leaves this world, according to legend, there is a road called Huangquan Road, there is a river called Lechuan, and there is a bridge on the river called Nai He Bridge. There is an earthen platform called Wangxiangtai after walking through the Naihe Bridge, there is an old woman selling Mengpo soup on the side of Wangxiangtai, and there is a stone called Sansheng Stone on the side of the Lechuan River. When everyone is alive, they will cry because of joy, sorrow, pain, hatred, sorrow, and love. Meng Po collected the tears of these people one by one and boiled them into soup. Life in the world, how hard and difficult, Meng Po soup makes you forget everything, and the Sansheng Stone records your past and present lives. The undead walked across the Nai He Bridge, took one last look at the world on the Wangxiang Terrace, and drank a bowl of Meng Po soup boiled in Lethe River.

Zhan Zhizhan's heart is like a broken mirror, and his soul is lost. Let's go back to the dormitory! Zhan Zhizhan was about to stand up, but he found that his arms and legs were not obeying, and he couldn't help but be shocked. Zhan Zhizhan was lucky and wanted to pinch the lining of his thigh, but he couldn't lift his arm to anything. Zhan Zhizhan's sweat immediately came down, knowing that he was watching "really annoying" and "Bai Leba" put a green hat on himself, and he had a bad breath and went crazy.

Zhan Zhizhan wanted to shout for help, but his voice was hoarse and he couldn't shout at all. Zhan Zhizhan secretly shouted: "It's over the calf!" ”

This kind of madness is very dangerous, even nine deaths! If there are people who are much higher than the people who have gone mad to help, there is still hope for life. However, this is on the roof of the fifth floor, and there is not even a ghost, who can save Zhan Zhizhan?

When Zhan Zhizhan was desperate, someone behind him suddenly sighed and said, "Alas...... This woman is not a good match for Brother Zhizhan, Brother Zhizhan doesn't have to dream of it, it hurts your body! The worries of the world are worried, and the joys of the world are happy. There are still many big things waiting for Brother Zhi Zhan to do in the world, why should Brother Zhi Zhan suffer for an irrelevant woman and delay his cultivation......"

People are saved if they don't die, Zhan Zhizhan knew that this was Qiao Eighteen's arrival, and he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. Suddenly, Zhan Zhizhan felt an extremely thick, extremely soft, extremely strong, cold and piercing true qi entering his body from his large vertebral acupoint. This force is pure and mellow, poised and continuous, endless, endless, and enters his dantian qi sea.

Zhan Zhizhan suddenly woke up: No wonder Qiao Shibai is not interested in Uncle Jin Yong, it turns out that he is the descendant of Qiao Beiming, the "No. 1 Demon in the World" of Kunlun Mountain and Xingsuhai in Uncle Liang Yusheng's "Lianjian Fengyun Record". Joe Eighteen? Could it be that Qiao Eighteen is the ear grandson of Qiao Beiming's ear grandson, the eighteenth grandson? Zhan Zhizhan turned countless doubts in his heart, Qiao Eighteen's internal strength came suddenly, which made him feel very useful, could it be the "Shura Yin Sha Gong" invented by Qiao Beiming, the ancestor of Qiao Eighteen and Eighteenth? I don't know how many times Qiao Eighteen has practiced.

Zhan Zhizhan nodded again and again, and said, "What Brother Pei said is very true! The great man of the scholars is for the country and the people...... Obediently boom, fried green onions in lard! Qiao 18 cured Lao Tzu's madness? Qiao Eighteen's cultivation is really unfathomable! ”

can speak, and his arms and legs are also magical, so he continued to listen to Qiao Eighteen's voice: "Regarding the matter of the 'Green Blood Ghost', the Marquis of the North Underworld has ordered the junior brother and Chen Yu to investigate. Come, the little brother will take Brother Zhizhan for a walk to promote the flow of qi and blood! ”

Zhan Zhizhan's mind was blank, and he walked with Qiao Eighteen's support, listening to Qiao Eighteen whispering in his ear as he walked. Zhan Zhizhan walked to the second floor in a trance, and as there were more and more classmates, Qiao Shibai didn't know when he left him. Suddenly, with a noisy and shouting sound, there was a "boom" from a shotgun outside the window, and the students in the corridor suddenly became chaotic. There must be some kind of little hooligan running to school to fight, Zhan Zhizhan couldn't help but shake his head again and again. It's simply unscrupulous and lawless! The students crowded to the windowsill and looked downstairs from the windows.

"'Ergoryeo', oops...... Oh fuck you! You...... What the fuck are you...... You're a stinking thirteen! Shrewd...... Obediently follow Lao Tzu...... kowtow to Lao Tzu and admit ...... Admit your mistake, old ...... Lao Tzu looked at the face of the 'four gongs' ...... 'four gongs'...... I will spare you in the face! "A male duck's voice was very harsh in the midst of the noise.

Zhan Zhizhan was taken aback, and woke up like a dream, only then did he wake up from the state of the six gods without a master: "'Ergaoli'? Isn't 'Ergoryeo' Zheng Sang-ho, one of the 'Thirteen Taibao' under the 'Four Rings'? Why did he run away from this mess! ”

"Don't you know that Sister Xiaofei is covered by my eighth uncle's 'Beixia'? Hey...... Even my third master is polite to Sister Xiaofei, if you want to bully Sister Xiaofei, step on my little Nannan's corpse! A slightly immature voice, Zhan Zhizhan sounded very familiar.

"Little Nannan? Could it be Qiao Yannan, the old man in the 'Thirteen Taibao'? What's wrong with Xiaofei? Zhan Zhizhan was a little anxious, stepped to the window in two steps, brushed aside the two female classmates who were discussing, and leaned over to look downstairs.

With the help of the street lamp, I saw more than a dozen people armed with machetes and sticks in the corner of the building under the window surrounding the three people who had been cornered. A teenager armed with a shotgun with a sawn butt off is vaguely Xiao Nannan. Standing side by side with him, holding a kitchen knife, is "Ergoryeo". In the corner behind them, it was Xiao Fei.

Some of the students who were passing by on their way back to the dormitory stopped and watched the excitement from afar.

The male duck's voice seemed to be indifferent to the shotgun in Xiao Nannan's hand, he carried the machete and said with a smile: "Xiao Nannan, I also know that you and 'Er Gaoli' are sticks, and I don't want to get along with you." We're just joking with Sister Xiaofei, we're all brothers and sisters. Why did you hurt my buddies? It's ruthless too! ”

Zhan Zhizhan saw that the three of them were not in imminent danger, so he did not rush to make a move. He thought secretly: "I didn't expect Xiao Nannan to be very old, and he can be quite ruthless." It's a pity that I didn't bring my own flying knives, so it would take a bit of trouble to help them! ”