Chapter 231 Family affection + homesickness = Go home

After coming out of the Dubai Liquor Branch, Zhou Cheng felt that it was so good that it was much more comfortable than eating ginseng fruit back then. Eating ginseng fruit was so good that it was so good that it was all over the body. It was avenged for a single eye, but it was so cool that it could float up even when walking.

Fortunately, Manager Wang is a mortal. If he had changed to a Taoist practitioner, Zhou Cheng would probably not have cursed him, but rolled up his sleeves and fucked him.

Although Zhou Cheng was harmonious with Hongjun, his Taoist movements were like a connecting device and flowed slowly, Zhou Cheng still had the minimum enlightenment as a practitioner of Taoism.

Looking back at the place where the family would never come back or be shivered again, Zhou Cheng smiled strangely and said, "Next time I bully me, I will curse your whole family!"

It’s not considered Zhou Cheng’s viciousness. After all, if he hadn’t been chosen by the Dao and became the first anomaly after the creation of the world, Zhou Cheng would have died completely, and would he still have a chance to come back?

Zhou Cheng always had an illusion that if he didn't fall down at that time, he would have to be killed by this guy.

However, Manager Wang is in trouble for this curse. Zhou Cheng is a saint at least, and it is an anomaly of the great way. Although he is just a so-called master in the early stage of incarnation, there is a way of saying that the unlucky Manager Wang is probably going to be implicated by this curse forever. The so-called harmless disaster is a disaster for itself.

Zhou Cheng never pitied such a stinky man who bullied the weak, played power tricks, and blasphemed women. What's more, in the situation in his family, it would be fine if he had no mercy at that time. Who told the world that people were so cold-blooded? But he even threatened himself with this reason every few days and threatened to fire himself. This is not hateful, it is hateful, it is damn.

Thinking of his work threatening under Manager Wang's repeated oppression, Zhou Cheng couldn't help but want to get a bad guy to beat him up!

In fact, there is nothing we can do. If Zhou Cheng didn’t have that job, who would take care of his family? It would rely on that one acre of three-point land? It would rely on the so-called rural income in the new era where the gap between the rich and the poor has reached a terrifying level. The government’s policies are good, but perhaps my parents have not caught up with the times. When the government’s policies are fully liberalized, they are already old and can only guard one acre of three-point land, and they will do this and that.

Unless the land is planted with money trees, poverty will only become more and more severe in one home. Who said that it is only one acre of three parts of land, not one or two hectares of land?

My parents are all in their 50s, and their hair is much whiter than black. That's not all. Rural people are tired and naturally look old. But when they think of the child in my mother's arms, the hungry child who can't eat anything except milk, Zhou Chengru felt upset.

Zhou Cheng never thought he was an educated person. Although he had finished college, he had basically returned what he learned to university professors. After all, the so-called university professors of that year were taken directly from books to students. One did not teach seriously and the other did not learn properly. The current situation of education was nothing but helplessness.

So he found the name of his sister back then after reading the dictionary for a long time. A person's good or bad is related to his name. Of course, it may not be smart if he takes Zhuge Liang's name, but if he takes Zhuyi or a group of names, he will definitely not be much smarter.

When others call your name and call your own name, it is more scientifically speaking, which means constantly hypnosis and self-hypnosis. A good name, if you say too much, is a kind of praise and a catalyst, which makes people happy and live a smooth life.

"Although the name Zhou Shiqi is a little bit vulgar, it's still a bit forced! Haha..." Thinking of his sister who had not seen him for many years, Zhou Cheng couldn't help but smile, which was a happy smile. Zhou Cheng is a person with a clear distinction between love and hate. If he can be so good to his disciples in the mythical era, there will naturally be ten thousand excuses or reasons to be better to his sister. After all, there can be many disciples, and there is only one sister.

Thinking of his sister, Zhou Cheng felt that it was time to go back and take a look, but he was very nervous. Although he knew that he had worn each other this time, because he was disturbed by the secrets of the Dao and Heaven, his time and space were completely distorted, his home was still that home, and his family was still those family members.

But the family has not changed, but Zhou Cheng has changed!

Cultivate yourself, manage your family, govern the country, and pacify the world. I want to do everything. Are you too greedy? Zhou Cheng couldn't care so much. At this time, his heart was beating because he wanted to go home.

Zhou Cheng is timid in his hometown. In fact, there are reasons for his decline in strength here. What is more important is that Zhou Cheng regards this era as his own root, these compatriots as his own root, and the poor but extremely warm home as his own root.

Trees can grow up to ten thousand feet tall, but they still have roots! Other saints can do basic inaction and have no worldly concerns, but that is not that they are high in their Taoism, nor that they are so ruthless, just because they have no roots. They are created by the birth of heaven and earth, and they can't find anyone to be their parents even if they are forced to rob. It's just a duckweed that is to be a duckweed if they are to die.

The simplest one is sentient being. Zhou Cheng doesn’t care whether it’s right or not. He just likes to do this. Could it be that there are still losses? Who stipulates that the former saints cannot have a family? I, Zhou Cheng, have. Who stipulates that the saints cannot be selfish and biased in the same clan? I, Zhou Cheng, have selfish. Who stipulates that the saints cannot live an ordinary life? I, Zhou Cheng, live every day. Who stipulates that saints must show off their clothes? I, Zhou Cheng, have lived in thatched huts for billions of years, and no one looks down on me.

If Zhou Cheng is like other saints, then he is not Zhou Cheng. As long as you have a big fist, you will lie in the middle of the road every day, and others will not say anything about you, but if you are a useless person, you will be bullied even if you hide at home.

Let’s go home and have a look! Zhou Cheng couldn’t help but think.

So, he used the money he had just taken away from Manager Wang by secretly relying on tricks to buy a ticket and take a bus home! Zhou Chenghua's cultivation level was completely enough for him to fly with his sword with his energy. After all, he still knew these simple things. Thinking about how luxurious it is to step on the Hunyuan Sword Xiaoyao Jiutian. But he still chose to take a bus home. First, he wanted to rise from the ordinary. Extraordinary and extravagance would only make him counterproductive, and perhaps he would be put on the agenda again if he was beaten.

There were many people in the car, and the students were on vacation. Zhou Cheng listened to them chatting with great interest. He was once young, but time flies, and he will never be able to return to his student days.

"Damn, this shit the US government knows what kind of Chinese human rights reports it every year. I think I'm living a good life? Do you want foreigners to point fingers?" Cynical.

"Slander, purely slander!" The righteous person.

"Political propaganda, serving capitalism." Suspected student union cadres.

"After all, it's because they are rich and well-developed!" money theorist!

"Alas, the thirteen American aircraft carrier formations have the capital of pride! China is always in crisis!" Weapon supremacy!

"Damn, what's wrong with the weapons? We have a lot of people!" The strong man.

At this time, a very abrupt voice sounded, and even Zhou Chengdu was attracted by him, "You are all wrong!"

Zhou Cheng smiled and asked, "This little brother, do you have any different opinions? I think they are all right! I just don't know what the little brother thinks?"

This is a man with glasses. He looks like a student with a strong bookish spirit and is also weak. He is obviously a person who is not good at family and has no time to exercise. He spends time reading books.

"A strong people lead to a strong country. No matter how strong the national strength is, it is not as strong as the people, but there is a danger that Gao Xia will be in a blink of an eye. We Chinese are not lacking in creativity, nor are we lacking the spirit of hard work. We just lack an opportunity, a hero to awaken the potential of the people and awaken the people's souls! The strength of the enemy is not terrible. We only need to be stronger than them."

As soon as the man in glasses spoke, everyone was infected by his passionate look and was thinking, if he was the one who awakened the soul of the nation.

"Actually..." the man in glasses paused, "In fact, there should be another way."

"Uh? What's the solution!" Zhou Cheng also felt that this child's knowledge was not only outstanding, but at least he was stronger than those students, but he had a strong sense of self-confidence. This self-confidence was not his own, but the kind of self-confidence he had when he mentioned his country.

"In order to read all the ancient books, I went to the school library and the provincial library to work part-time, but I found something different." The man in glasses paused and said with great anticipation: "I think those Taoist works are true! My moral chapter, Qinglian's Chaos chapter! If there are those gods who can fly all over the sky, foreign enemies will be just a piece of cake."

"Puff!" Zhou Cheng sprayed out the mineral water from his mouth in one mouthful, "What did you say?"

"I talk about those Taoist classics. Moral chapters and Chaos chapters."

“What do they all talk about?”

"One talks about the way of inaction, and the other talks about the way of sentient beings!"

Zhou Cheng was silent. He knew that this might be the insight written by a disciple of Cheng Sect. It was passed down to later generations. If it was really a chapter of Chaos, no one dared to spread it outside.

"May I have your name?"

"Lin Ling!"

Zhou Cheng smiled and said, "Remember, I stand in my personal perspective and support your opinion!"

Lin Ling said: "You believe in me, or what's the use of you believe in Taoism? Look at the mountain outside..."

Zhou Cheng looked up and saw that the urban and rural buses had not yet completely left the city. Outside the window was Zhenwu Mountain beside the city, and a group of people were setting up stages to sing operas.

"The famous Zhenwu Emperor in Taoism is occupied by a group of opera singers. Taoism is worrying! Even if the mythological era exists, it is already far away."

Zhou Cheng nodded secretly. Although Lin Ling was a scholar with no power, his knowledge was indeed extraordinary.

"Do you know who the Emperor Zhenwu is?"

Lin Ling smiled wryly and said, "I have naturally checked it out of print. I am just a poor scholar. I have never had the chance to see the true out-of-print ancient books. However, I happened to see an introduction from a linear ancient book: The Emperor Zhenwu, Pan Wang! I think it is him!"

Everything is no different from what he knows. Although Lin Ling is not sure, Zhou Chengyi will naturally know that it is true after saying this. King Pan did not go to the Heavenly Court to report his duties, so naturally he even knew very little about those who practice Taoism. This kid could actually find clues from ancient books. He is indeed a good scholar.

"The weakening of religion is an indisputable fact! I hope that when China is in trouble, they can come forward to protect China!"

Zhou Cheng saw that Lin Ling was trapped in an unrealistic fantasy and stopped talking. He just found it funny that he had walked all the way from the road of mythology. Those birds and gods would care about the life and death of mortals? It would be much better if he could do it, don't expect them to take action. Otherwise, there would be no such hundred-year catastrophe in China!

The car soon arrived at the town. The name of the town is very interesting, called Guanyin Town. It is said that several years ago, the pioneers discovered a statue of Guanyin lying in the woods. Someone pushed it down, and the town later had its name.

After getting off the car, Zhou Cheng walked all the way to home. While walking casually, he walked for a long time. The mountain was not high, but it felt quite delicate. In this era, it was rare to keep the mountain so green. The road back to the hometown was so long. What was this? Zhou Cheng thought he would never have the chance to set foot on again. Those mountain paths and ridge trails eventually led to Zhou Cheng's home.

The house is old, with houses in southern Sichuan and adobe houses. The earth walls of the house are already full of holes, just like Zhou Cheng's heart.

Originally, Zhou Cheng thought that his hometown would never be able to go back. But today, he trembled with his hands and pushed open the empty door, and the cry of a child was coming from the door.

"mom……"
Chapter completed!