"Yi'er, you don't understand what I mean, I mean that even if you do good deeds and become a good person, it is difficult to get good rewards. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoIf that's the case, there's no need to rush to be a good person to do good things, it's not worth it, just save some effort to do something that benefits you, even if it will harm the interests of others in the process, it's okay, and there will be no karma. Steward Mei explained.

In this way, he understood what Steward Mei meant, that is, even if he did something that was self-serving and harmful to others, he would not necessarily incur karma, which was the same as not destroying God for himself.

But Zhuo Yi thought about it, and his heart began to feel uneasy again, he felt that Steward Mei seemed to know that he had done something wrong, just like he witnessed his own design to kill his grandfather Mu Liangsheng, so he used these words to comfort himself, otherwise, why would he say these things.

Zhuo Yi looked at Steward Mei in a daze, only to see that there was a trace of darkness hidden in his eyes, as if he could see all the thoughts in Zhuo Yi's heart.

"Yes...... There is some truth to it. Zhuo Yi said in a panic.

Steward Mei smiled and said, "Life has been in the world for decades, don't look ahead and look at both ends of the world, do what you want to do as a manly man, don't be stumped by the general world." ”

Zhuo Yi didn't believe his eyes at this time, in his impression, Steward Mei has always been an angry bag, that is, he was hit on the left cheek, he would lean over the right cheek for people to continue beating, and doing things was only because he kept suffering and suffering in exchange for some achievements.

After Zhuo Jian Villa was washed in blood last time, those factions in the rivers and lakes forced Zhuo Yifan to ask about the whereabouts of the Blood Drinking Sword, otherwise they would kill him. Uncle Mei, as a housekeeper, has been kowtowing to various sects in exchange for Zhuo Yifan's life, and it can be said that he died at that time. I didn't expect him to be able to say such impassioned and profound words right now.

"Uncle Mei, I don't know you anymore, I didn't expect you to have such ambitions. Zhuo Yi was surprised.

After hearing this, Steward Mei was slightly stunned and said: "Haha, the owner of the village said that I am laughing, I am all the people who are going to enter the coffin, how can I have any ambitions, but you are still young, I said my thoughts, in order to let you not fall into unnecessary fear, take advantage of the courage and hard work, and continue to strive to achieve achievements, instead of being bound by the so-called karma." ”

Seeing that Steward Mei was so kind to himself, Zhuo Yi suddenly felt ashamed. Yes, as a vigorous young man, he is not even as good as an old housekeeper, and he really shouldn't.

He realized more and more deeply that the inner demon was indeed a powerful devil, and people had been succumbing to its inducement and could not break free.

"Thank you, Uncle Mei, I figured it out, it's true that I'm too weak in my heart, and I'm ashamed to believe that the ghosts are in chaos. Zhuo Yi said gratefully.

"Yi'er, Uncle Mei believes that you will definitely make great achievements in the future, and I am convinced of this. It's just that you need to harden your heart so that you can overcome your shortcomings. Steward Mei continued.

"By the way, Uncle Mei, when it comes to being tough in his heart, I found that when Yifan came back this time, his heart became hard, and even a little hard-hearted, and he was not the same as before. Do you think this change is good or bad?"

Hearing Zhuo Yi say this, Steward Mei thought about it carefully, not to mention, Zhuo Yi's observation is still nuanced, Yifan has indeed changed a lot when he comes back this time, and he is not at all like the weak son before.

"As for Fan'er, it is true that his heart has become hardened, but I don't know if it's a good thing or a bad thing. I thought that at the beginning, he was chased and killed everywhere on the rivers and lakes, and I was worried about whether he could survive, but I didn't expect him to not only live well, but also grow inside, which is a good thing. However, because of hatred, he is now a little hard-hearted, although he covers it up well, it is difficult to say whether this is a good thing after all. Steward Mei sighed, his expression a little gloomy.

"Then if I become like him, wouldn't it be difficult to predict whether it would be a good thing or a bad thing?" asked Zhuo Yi.

Steward Mei shook his head and said, "You are different from him, it is a good thing for you to harden your heart." ”

Zhuo Yi felt a little incomprehensible, there was not much difference between himself and Zhuo Yifan, why did Uncle Mei say that he was different from him? What is the difference, is it that he is ruthless and too vicious, for the position of the owner of the village, the six relatives do not recognize it, these are all known to Uncle Mei?

Zhuo Yi's heart suddenly became empty, after all, there was a ghost in his heart. However, he still stiffened his head: "There is not much difference between me and Yifan, why is it different?"

Steward Mei looked into the distance and said slowly: "If you don't understand it now, you will naturally understand it later." ”

Seeing that Steward Mei said so vaguely, Zhuo Yi's heart was even more empty, and he even thought that Steward Mei was embarrassed to expose himself in person, and deliberately said a prevarication.

Since this is the case, Zhuo Yi also took advantage of the situation to get off the donkey, and no longer continued to ask, so as not to pierce the layer of window paper, so that he would not be able to clean up the situation, and he would definitely be embarrassed.

What has happened these days has made Steward Mei also worried, and there is a lot less smile on his face these days, and he looks preoccupied.

Zhuo Yifan, Zhuo Yi, and Wu An felt that it might be some strange things that happened in the villa, which made him, the old housekeeper, haggard, so they discussed letting him take care of less things, work less, and rest more, so as to relieve his pressure.

In Zhuo Jian Villa late at night, the lights in Zhuo Yi's room were still on, and there was a figure walking around in the room.

In the dead of night, Zhuo Yi did not sleep, but was full of smiles, and he could see that he was very excited.

"Haha, it turns out that counterfeiting is so fun, I casually showed weakness, and they believed it. Although I Zhuo Yi is a little timid in my heart, how can I believe those ghosts, people don't kill the heavens and the earth for themselves, it couldn't be more correct. Zhuo Yi muttered to himself, a look of disdain overflowing.

It turned out that he was indeed a little afraid of the so-called ghosts in the past two days, but he made full use of this psychological trigger and magnified it infinitely to win everyone's sympathy and trust.

"Why don't you come back to this wall-head grass, get him away quickly! If I don't blow it away, I'm going to go crazy." Zhuo said viciously.

After a while, he paced around the room for a while, and then lay on the bed, sleeping in his clothes, looking impatient......

In the early morning, Zhuo Jian Villa was as lively as ever, and Zhuo Yi was obviously more energetic than the previous two days, he knew that Duan Yifeng and Duan Zixiong were coming with the grass on the wall.