Life is like a chess game, and there are no regrets.

To the left, or to the right? Zhou Cheng's mind was spinning, and it felt as if hundreds of years had passed.

The floodgates of emotion made Zhou Cheng almost turn back for a moment, but at the last moment, Zhou Cheng held back.

Zhou Cheng thought a lot at this moment.

Zhou Cheng felt that he had left that home for more than ten years after all, and had been absent for more than ten years, and everything that should have faded away had already faded away, and his parents and relatives had already adapted to life without themselves. And why do you need to change?

The kinship is indifferent, and the punishment is six relatives!

If it was Zhou Cheng in the past, he could still be a joke and laughed it off. However, today's Zhou Cheng has already stepped into the Xuanmen with one foot, and no one in this world knows the truth and power of a criticism better than Zhou Cheng. I can only bring short-term joy to that family, but it will bring many unnecessary consequences in the future.

The hardest thing in life is to suppress emotions and look at everything from an absolutely rational perspective at all times.

Maybe this is the heart of the Dao!

Zhou Cheng understood a little at this moment why the old man in the peach forest would let himself come out to practice. If this is the result he wants, the experience has been successful.

"I'm sorry, you may have misunderstood, my surname Zhou doesn't mean it's your brother. There are not 10,000 but 8,000 people with the same name in the world, you may think too much!" When Zhou Cheng turned around again, his face was already calm. It is as calm as an ancient well, without the slightest wave.

"Impossible!" Zhou Jia's eyes widened and stared at Zhou Cheng deadly. It seems that he wants to see something from Zhou Cheng's eyes.

It's a pity that Zhou Jia didn't see anything.

Silent in the face of each other. But Zhou Cheng's face was calm as if he had nothing to do with himself, but he undoubtedly shattered Zhou Jia's speculation and fantasy little by little.

My brother has been dead for more than ten years, how can a person come back from the dead. I watched him buried on the hillside in front of his hometown. It's me who thinks about it too much!" Zhou Jia lowered his head and muttered with a lonely face, almost with a crying voice and red eyes.

In fact, Zhou Jia himself is not too sure, if he said that his brother is not dead, who is buried in the small tomb on that hillside? How can there be such a bizarre thing in the world?

"People can't be resurrected after death, and the festival mourns and changes!" After Zhou Cheng comforted Zhou Jia, he turned around and teased the kitten on the table, never looking at Zhou Jia again.

"When can I take off this bead?" Zhou Jia was reluctant to ask for this string of beads, especially after hearing that Zhou Cheng personally denied the relationship between them, he felt even more inappropriate. It's just that I've tried it many times, and I realized that the beads really want to really take root, and I can't pick them off anymore. In desperation, he could only ask in compromise.

It's just that what Zhou Jia is thinking mentally at this time, even if Zhou Cheng can't read minds, he can guess one or two.

"When you don't want to take it off and give it back to me, you can take it off!" Zhou Cheng replied.

"Since you are not my brother, why do you have to force such a valuable string of beads to me?" Zhou Jia didn't lose his mind in the end, and suddenly asked rhetorically.

"You have a relationship with this string of beads!" Zhou Cheng picked up the little black cat and turned around again, facing Zhou Jia with a calm face.

Zhou Jia didn't speak, to be honest, Zhou Jia didn't believe Zhou Cheng's words at all. It's just that Zhou Cheng's words have come to this point, and if she is as smart as she is, she won't be forced too much. Instead, he smiled reluctantly: "Then I will be here in the future, can I still find you?"

"If there is fate, I will see you again!" Zhou Cheng immediately replied, without saying yes or no.

Because in fact, even Zhou Cheng himself doesn't know when he will leave, and he doesn't know if he will come out, or after he comes out, his family will still be there.

Zhou Jia left with a little unwillingness, and the small shop was quiet again. Zhou Cheng knew that maybe Zhou Jia would come back in the future, but he couldn't stay here and wait for her.

"Fusheng Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable! I will be an orphan like you in the future!" Zhou Cheng quietly looked at Zhou Jia's distant back, and sighed at the little black cat in his arms. I feel very uncomfortable.

"Meow!" The little black cat didn't care what Zhou Cheng's mood was, so he drilled into Zhou Cheng's gorgeousness, found a comfortable position, took his little head, and continued to sleep.

Zhou Cheng didn't have the same good life as the little black cat, and he was distraught and disturbed the small shop round and round, and suddenly there was a sense of loneliness in his heart.

It felt so sudden, and so ferocious. made Zhou Cheng feel that the world was so false, red dust was like a dream, everything was so illusory, and he couldn't find a little real feeling.

So Zhou Cheng was stunned, just standing quietly in the store motionless, as if he had lost his soul, unconscious and ignorant, and became a puppet without any life.

Old man Wang came back with joy on his face. Obviously, Zhou Cheng couldn't stop him from such a little thing. It's just that as soon as he returned to the store happily, the first thing he saw was Zhou Cheng standing in the center of the store, motionless like a mud tire.

Old man Wang gasped, but he didn't dare to step forward to disturb Zhou Cheng. After closing the door of the store in a hurry, he carefully took the little black cat in Zhou Cheng's arms, not the struggle of the little black cat, just took the little black cat and looked at Zhou Cheng motionlessly.

Zhou Cheng was very lucky, fortunately, he met Lao Wang, a guy who seemed to be a swaggering and deceitful stick on the rivers and lakes, but he traveled north and south to see things that many people couldn't see.

Zhou Cheng is now trapped in a dream-like feeling, more than 20 years of lackluster life, but Zhou Cheng seems to have experienced it again. It's just that this time I saw the past 20 years from a bystander perspective.

Little by little, like a dream, like a dream, like a fake, like a reality, so long that there is no end, and it seems that these more than 20 years are just a fleeting moment.

This is not a complete life, and there is no reality after the prosperity has fallen. Zhou Cheng just looked at his past from a new perspective, and in this, Zhou Cheng seemed to see a little bit of fate.

It's nothing, but it's real.

It's just that when Zhou Cheng's life in the fantasy came to the moment when he saw Zhou Jia leave, Zhou Chengcheng woke up.

When Zhou Cheng's eyes focused again, the first thing he saw was the old man Wang sitting on the side, and then the struggling kitten in the arms of the old man Wang.

Zhou Cheng smiled and smiled gratefully at Old Man Wang, although he didn't know why Old Man Wang was like this, because Old Man Wang didn't seem to be a cultivator at all, but he undoubtedly made the most suitable decision.

The hatred that blocks the road is not shared. The grace of enlightenment should not be forgotten!

"Fusheng Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable! Poor Dao wants to return to the mountain immediately, but he doesn't know when he will be able to come back. I promised you that it may take some time to put it off, I don't know if you can wait, Wang?" Zhou Cheng woke up, Old Man Wang breathed a long sigh of relief, and then stood up excitedly, but before he could speak, he was interrupted by Zhou Cheng's words first.

Zhou Cheng has changed, and he has become very different. If the original Zhou Cheng seemed to want a real person in Lao Wang's eyes, the current Zhou Cheng didn't seem to have a real feeling at all.

is not only Zhou Cheng's current self-title and tone, but also the ethereal temperament that is different from his body.