"Actually, I have my own reasons for coming here..."
Taoist Chongling was waiting for an explanation when he suddenly realized something was wrong. Could he explain this to a person who had never even entered the real Taoism? It was a waste of words and he lost his mood.
Is there any mercy on the highway?
He is a high-level Taoist with great merits, but he almost lost his mind several times in this small Fufeng City. In the past, there was Lao Meng who regarded death as if he were home, and later there was Hou Zi who killed and attacked Zhenglu. In this vast world, there are many strange people. Something strange.
"So that you can know that Lao Meng has taken poison and died after returning to prison. You two have no connection, but you have reached the same destination by different paths... Well, since he is dead, you can actually talk to yourself."
Hou Ting bowed his head and said, "Thank you, Taoist Master, for making it possible."
Since Lao Meng had been an old medicine farmer for decades, it was very simple to give himself a chance to transcend. Of all the people in the lobby, only Chong Ling had the ability to stop him. Hou Zi's bow was to thank him for his deliberate indulgence and gave Lao Meng A happy choice. Otherwise, with what he did, Lao Meng would have suffered a lot in prison and would not have been able to die.
Chong Ling waved his hand. He did this to seek peace of mind. This is the consistent Taoist style. It is not pity, nor is it justice.
"You killed the Wang family's son not only to seek legal justice, but also to escape, go to the UFO line, and seek a chance between life and death?"
Hou Zi's face was startled. The secrets he thought he had hidden deep in his heart were revealed by the Taoist master, and he felt ashamed in his heart.
He is a member of his own family who knows his own affairs. Although his character is jealous of evil and disdainful, it does not mean that he is a fool. If Xingzang's actions are destroyed by Chong Ling, he does not have many choices.
He could either keep his eyebrows down and beg for his life, but Fufeng City definitely couldn't accommodate him. After his cultivation was wiped out, he would go to make a living elsewhere and hide away for the rest of his life. This was not the life he wanted.
In Anhe Country, low-level cultivators like him who have made big mistakes will generally not be executed by beheading like ordinary people. Instead, they will use the waste and send it to the front lines where they come into contact with monsters and monsters to be ashes. If they die, then As long as everything goes well, if you survive, you will naturally have some opportunities, even if such opportunities are elusive.
People who practice Taoism are most afraid of returning to ordinary life. That is truly life worse than death. For him, making such a choice is not difficult.
Taoist Chongling saw that he was silent and knew that he had guessed what was on his mind, but he still didn't understand.
"Since you intend to give it your all on the road, why didn't you make a decision earlier? Instead, you put yourself in a position where you can't help yourself like this? Are you going to really go to the front line of the mysterious battle with the monsters? I can tell you for sure. You have no chance of survival!"
Hou Ting smiled bitterly, "Taoist, you may not know my situation well. In the five years since I started practicing, my disciples have spent all their wealth, just to make some progress in the practice. They have tried every possible way, but they have found nothing." .
This is not a matter of resources, but of qualifications!
Therefore, I inherited my father’s ambition and only wanted to do something for the peace of the place, and the second was cultivation..."
Chong Ling said, "You are a descendant of the Xingming family, but in my opinion, you are also a cruel official. It is in vain if the square does not include the circle. Sharpness cannot hold softness, and hardness is easy to break. So you are full of justice, and How far can you go?
And in my opinion, what you do is not high-minded or selfless, you just advocate the law of cause and effect, drink and peck, and enjoy grudges!
Hou Zi, you took the wrong path, that’s why you’re here today!”
Is it right or wrong? How can there be any public opinion?
Ever since he saw Meng Qiaolian's mutilated corpse on the mountainside of Hebi two years ago, Hou Zi has never calmed down the anger in his heart. However, the results of his multi-party investigations were like waste paper in front of the huge powerful system.
This is why he turned a blind eye to Lao Meng's revenge.
He has his own thoughts, but first of all, he is unwilling to insult the foundation of his family!
He is a cruel official. In the past few years, many of his methods have been on the edge of the law, but he has no regrets. In this chaotic world, if the law is not strict, how can he stop the wolf from taking over?
Taoist Chongling is well aware of the inner resistance to this small punishment. There are too many such people in this world, who are self-righteous and think that they are on the right path, and will not hesitate to spend their lives to verify it, but the harsh facts
It will tell them that the cruelty of this world is far beyond what their current naivety can handle.
If there is a family and a sect behind him, such persistence may last longer, but for such a boy with nothing, this is the way to die.
Moreover, he may not be able to pass this hurdle!
"What I need to tell you is that after this inspection, cultivators like you who are unqualified and have made big mistakes will not be sent to fight monsters like last time. You have to know that a once-in-a-hundred-year security
The prayers are about to begin, and we are short of people to pray for."
When Hou Ting heard this, he was dumbfounded. Even though he had a firm mind that was different from ordinary people, he was also severely hit by such news.
In the final analysis, level determines his knowledge. No matter how hard he struggles, it is meaningless in front of the Taoist system.
Taoist Chongling felt quite satisfied in his heart. He had finally achieved the mentality of not destroying this ant with his absolute strength. Otherwise, he would seem to be at a moral disadvantage after a battle, which he could not tolerate.
A person who enters Taoism by chance and has not really entered the Taoist system at all is not worthy of sympathy; besides, Taoism does not need such a strict person who does not know how to advance or retreat.
"I will stay here for a few more days. You are not an ordinary mortal after all. I allow you to go back and deal with your own private affairs during this time; don't think too much, you know the consequences."
Hou Zi woke up from his trance and bowed bitterly, "Thank you, Taoist Master, for your help."
He had nothing to complain about. Taoist priest Chong Ling seemed impartial and impartial, but in fact he still gave him a chance; for example, the thunderous thrust in the government office lobby, if Chong Ling blocked it, he would not succeed!
This is the way people in Taoism behave. They will not tell you directly what to do, but leave room for you to make your own choices and take responsibility.
The path he chose was his, and no one else could be blamed; his only mistake was that he forgot that Anhe Country still has a once-in-a-hundred-year prayer for peace!
He had stayed in a small place like Fu Feng City for so long that he didn't have an overall perspective. He was a frog in the well and it was his own fault.
Slowly exiting the government office, the officers who used to fawn over him all showed gloating expressions on their faces, standing in the distance and pointing...
He doesn't blame these people for being snobbish. This is the inevitable result of his cruel behavior in the past few years. Now that the wall is down and everyone is pushing him, what can he do?
If it were another person, I am afraid that at this time, he would reflect on his mistakes in his life. Did he stick to his principles too much?
But he won't. In his opinion, there are actually only two reasons for his failure. One is that he is not strong enough, and the other is that he is not killing hard enough!
There were only a few pedestrians on the street outside the government office, the sky was gloomy and drizzle was falling, just like his mood.
The wandering road does not exist, and the safe place is not a home. The night rain brings out the leaves, and the autumn wind touches the polygonum flowers.
