The story describes the background of Zhou Dong's previous life, which can also be simply understood as "Zhou Dong's prequel"

Zhou Dong lives in a rural courtyard backed by a medium-sized city.

The quiet pool ditch, where the peaceful flow, does not move.

The clouds in the sky gently swept through a courtyard of this small village, and the water in the pond ditch was red and oily as the clouds of white flowers drifted by, as if thinking about what this white was?

Some people are doomed to the pollution of garbage and lose the right to pursue the blue sky. The things that drag you down are also destined to be dragged down by garbage.

Chishui still has a chance to ascend to heaven, but after all, under the sun, he will abandon the civilians who sink inside, showing no traces.

The place where you touch shines has the courage to climb the presence of the surface of the red water. Some people soar, and some people are destined to be mixed with the mud and black yin in the ground.

Everywhere, including the corners of the civilian mountain villages, has given you a chance to live a more exciting life. It's just that you haven't worked hard and grasped the precious opportunity that belongs to the untouchables.

When the civilians who grasp the opportunity go out to see the prosperous avenues of the world, will they lament the unfairness in the mountain villages and cities? In fact, if you want "your" fairness to really exist, then the bustling city is just more garbage and more garbage.

Turning a corner, there is a slight steep slope in the backing part of the mountain village, and the soil of the steep slope is a child's toy.

Straight through the village, the streets are too narrow to fit anything.

Passing tourists, hurrying here, hurriedly leaving. Every time I think of stopping and looking, the obstructive streets are mercilessly crowded with aisles.

Good things are always short-lived, impromptu thoughts, unconsciously reminiscing about childhood abuse.

The "concentration camp" in the village manages most of the creatures who were born.

The larvae come out of the eggshell and are born with wisdom. After half a year of childhood, most of the rest of the time is spent working, or not working.

Many times, untouchables often lament: when they are young, they have "attribute bonuses", and when they are old, they don't want to act.

Zhou Tong often wondered: Why are the friends around him so bored with things.

It may be that you are tired of hearing others complain about the boring of the world, and you will always hear that the world is not new. The joy and expectation of birth were bullied by this monotonous world.

At a young age, Zhou Dong behaved incompatible with other untouchables.

Zhou Tong always has an optimistic attitude towards the world, and seems to be able to feel the world's care for him.

Zhou Tong has never been lonely, except for forgetting that there is still the existence of God, he will struggle alone with the quilt, tossing and turning, repeatedly confusing what he wants?

- Time passes quickly, and there are still a few months before Zhou Dong becomes an adult.

Zhou Tong recalled that when other partners were working, they complained about the heavens, and they complained about benevolence and righteousness and the revenge of the emperor.

Perhaps sometimes, Zhou Tong's complaints about the Emperor of Heaven were not deep. Maybe it's because of the understanding of benevolence and righteousness, seeing the low grievances of his peers, and inexplicably feeling some curiosity about the oppression of benevolence and righteousness.

Every time I work, my companions will unconsciously miss the arrival of age. It seems that the oppression of the Emperor of Heaven is too practical, and his companions do not have the slightest attachment to their current lives.

Zhou Tong has also seen some companions who do not want to work, because they do not have enough money to buy artificially created items, and they have no nostalgia for the world.

On the contrary, at this time, Zhou Dong would remember how the monk had hope for the natural sky and earth of the world.

- In the blink of an eye, time flies. It has been seven years and turned into a breeze, caressing Zhou Dong's gaze.

Zhou Tong's life is completely self-reliant, and as for friends and partners, there is no one.

Zhou Dong, who has been different from ordinary people since he was a child, has worked hard to polish his time. It's not that Zhou Dong, who works all the time and doesn't work often, has been consuming time.

It's a long time, especially when it's time to think still. Bathed in the afterglow of the sunset, Zhou Tong was tired and overwhelmed to cope with the time and the painful meaning of living.

Fortunately, the painful restraint given to Zhou Dong by God also came to an end, and when Zhou Dong found a Taoist temple in a nearby city, all the memories turned into pain and came to his heart.

When success comes, those sad and painful things are really the biggest comfortable memories.

The Taoist temple is a resting place opened by an elderly scholar, ready to recruit a group of young and energetic people.

Zhou Tong thought about his painful memories, and time seemed to be the best gift for himself.

Seven-year-old Zhou Tong had just received a monk's fund a few days ago. When I think of my previous job and look at my current life, I feel that the more I live, the better I will live.

Zhou Tong was born with no advantage in strength, but he was very confident in his physical strength, and he seemed to feel that he did not have the strength to use up.

Zhou Tong's optimism has brought him great harm, he will always forget the bad of others, and when others hate you, he has turned into loess dust. At least in this world, the brevity of life is not the existence of protective monks.

"There are six or seven people in the Taoist temple", Zhou Tong listened to the complicated footsteps in front of him, and estimated it slightly.

In fact, when Zhou Dong was about to go in, the people who came out obviously let Zhou Dong know that they had been eliminated.

After a little thought, he should be able to deal with it, and stepped into the path where the person in front of him came.

The Taoist temple is square, and the compass stands in front of Zhou Dong.

There is a Taoist flag hanging on the right, and four words are vertically eyed: Lin Qing Taoist Temple.

There was nothing on the left, it was empty, and there was nothing but the stairs under your feet that corresponded to the air.

Walking around casually, I realized that this was just a Taoist façade.

Standing on the noisy steps of the people just now, Zhou Tong thought that he had never seen the world, and always thought that buildings were all good at saving trouble, and he was too underestimated about the money of the scholars.

Moving forward into the courtyard, flowers and plants dot the emptiness of the roadway.

There is a "waiting room" in front of it, and at first glance, it is obviously the abrupt existence of the newly built one, which is incompatible with the surrounding environment.

Zhou Tong walked in and saw a cute presence in front of him. "Suddenly, I became a little restrained", probably because my status was low.

Lin Xi'er was the applicant of this Taoist temple, and next to him was the only civilian who survived from the front elimination.

Lin Xi'er was lucky, at least abandoned by prejudiced creatures and taken in here.

Zhou Tong saw that the inconspicuous person next to him had a reserved face, and Zhou Tong secretly looked at it and felt that this person was quite confident and self-assured.

After a brief introduction, everyone got to know each other.

Next, the old scholars of the Taoist temple appeared, gathered everyone together, and spoke two briefly.

Said: My generation of monks, stand up to the heavens and the earth. We gathered everyone here because of the expectation of Feng Renxian and the teachings of Feng Renxian.

After the old scholar finished speaking, his expression was indescribable, and he moved his hand to recruit Zhou Dong and the three of them to the front.

"What's your name?" was the first thing the old scholar asked.

Zhou Tong, Lin Xier, Hu Anju.

"What age are you still here?" This is the second sentence of the old scholars.

Born in the seventh year of the first year of the Apocalypse, born in the sixth year of the first year of the Apocalypse, and born in the thirteenth year of the first year of the Apocalypse.

"You have been thirteen years"? This is the third sentence of the old scholars.

Hu Anju replied: It is indeed thirteen years, but the ability is very weak.

"But the old scholar clan said: "Thirteen years still come to me"? The old scholar ignored the sentence that his ability was very weak, and asked questioningly.

In the meantime, Ju Anju said: Is there any problem?

Old Scholar: I'm afraid that you are a fake identity, come and follow me to the "lifting platform" to try.

Hu Anju hurriedly said: No need, really don't need it, you can't lift it. However, I have a certificate issued by the Monk Heavenly Court, and my file is in the Monk's Laboratory of the Heavenly Court.

Hu Anju, who had a difficult face, hurriedly explained, as if he was afraid of being misunderstood.

The old man's puzzled expression did not weaken, and he wrinkled his nose, full of embarrassment that he did not understand the reason.

However, the old scholar clan did not continue to struggle, and this is obviously not the time to solve the problem. Zhou Tong and Lin Xi'er were still waiting, and the old scholars were secretly thinking about the situation and preparing to explain the rest of the matter.

The old scholar made a simple self-introduction: I, "Lin Youqing", am the master of this Taoist temple, and I am also a well-known dignitary family in this city. These remote and poor places in the ten-mile border township are my desire to explore the secrets, you behave well, as for the problem of life, you can take care of your brocade clothes and shelter.

After listening to the words of the old scholar "Lin Youqing", Zhou Tong and the three of them understood the helplessness of this world. I didn't express my thoughts too much, and then I had to hear the arrangement of the old scholars.

Lin Youqing: Hu Anju may be a commoner who delayed his death but did not die, after all, some civilians can continue to live because of some pleasure and mental abnormality, so as to get rid of the "sin of two years of ideological bondage".

When Lin Youqing said this, he deliberately went to see Hu Anju's performance and found that he had no reaction.

After thinking about it, my identity is here, and it is not easy to refute it on the other side. decided to talk more in private, so I didn't talk about it anymore, so I continued: Zhou Tong is the eldest disciple, Lin Xi'er is the second disciple, and Hu Anju is the third disciple.

After Lin Youqing finished speaking, he didn't forget to say "perfunctory in an official tone": Can you object?

After saying that, I thought to myself that the secular version has some use here.

After thinking about it, Zhou Tong was a serious monk. Hu Anju's identity is unclear and cannot be entrusted with important tasks. Although Lin Xi'er is a woman, fortunately, she is also on the bright side, and everyone will know to hide and despise her when they see her in the future.

Thinking that there was no problem, he dismissed Zhou Dong and the others.

Prepare to arrange things later, discuss them tomorrow, and give them a night to think.

As for everyone's "no objections", Lin Youqing didn't care about it at all.

"Zhou Tong retired, this is the end."