Chapter 210 Heart Demon [last chapter of the volume]
This Dapeng Garuda is pretty good.
——As an enemy.
Zhou Zheng waited for another half day, confirming that there was no sign that the Golden-winged Dapeng had returned. Moreover, spies from the Futian Alliance reported that the Dapeng had appeared in the stars very far away from here, and summoned several birds.
The great demon.
Not only did this guy believe it, he was actually an activist.
Zhou Zheng couldn't help but fall into self-doubt.
Is he good at deceiving people?
Or did Garuda pay a heavy price for its top speed - so fast that its brain couldn't keep up with its body?
Why can't the Queen Mother find a way to subdue this guy?
That's right, no matter who it is, unless they defeat the Dapeng directly, otherwise this guy will unleash his ambitions endlessly, and the price to conquer the Dapeng will be too high.
It can be seen from this that the Queen Mother's current strength has probably not returned to her peak era.
Obviously, there are still some shadows in the story of more than three hundred years ago that have not been revealed.
Zhou Zheng's team discussed it, and the original plan remained unchanged. The departure time was slightly advanced, and they left Blue Star in the dark.
As for what big noise the Dapeng Bird will make, that is beyond Zhou Zheng's control.
Who is going to put out the fire?
All preparations for leaving Blue Star are progressing in an orderly manner.
Xiao Sheng is collecting some completed comic books to pass the time when he gets bored in Star Road.
Li Zhiyong is completing the final stage of 'modification' of an escape magic weapon. This magic weapon can move short and medium distances and is a weapon for them to escape. Li Zhiyong has been tinkering with it for a long time.
He has always been the most prepared, although many times 80% to 90% of his preparations are useless.
Instructor Bing Ning’s luggage is the most interesting.
She brought a variety of condiments with her, and it seemed that she planned to eat them wherever she went, taking this opportunity to appreciate the beauty of the Three Realms and search for some rare ingredients.
For example, the tender waist meat of some thousand-year-old demons.
The only clothes Bing Ning likes to wear are two or three long skirts.
Moreover, her clothes are all fairy treasures, which ignore gravity and wrap around her slim and tall body. She is always very elegant when fighting.
Zhou Zheng, who should have been under the most pressure at this moment, was free.
He had nothing to prepare, and he had to seize the time to practice on the road. Anyway, it was Zhiyong who was sailing the boat.
…
Zhou Zheng walked around the Tianfu Hotel left and right, wandering for a long time and feeling a little bored again.
Finally, he picked up a few bottles of beer and two bags of braised meat, walked to the rooftop of the hotel, and sat in the corner to gaze at the beautiful environment of the agricultural island.
I don't have any feelings deep down in my heart.
Just simply looking at the scenery.
Once you leave here, it will automatically become your hometown.
Zhou Zheng thought so.
Is there any reluctance?
Zhou Zheng gnawed on the duck neck, drank beer, and tried to stare at Ben Xin, but Ben Xin seemed to be avoiding his own gaze.
There's not much reluctance.
The society in front of us, at least to myself, is more malicious than friendly.
From the time I work hard to take exams to work smoothly, the surrounding environment tells me that I have to be kind to others, work hard, and strive to be an excellent person, so that I can be worthy of my life.
Can……
Those who don't work hard are always blessed by luck.
It's always those who take advantage of the odds and get back several times as much as honest people with a fraction of their efforts.
It is always those who hold paper money in their hands who can get more paper money without any labor.
Zhou Zheng had been in despair so many times before.
Now that his cultivation level is high, his mind has become more active, and he can even see the young figure lying on the narrow bed on the upper and lower floors tossing and turning.
Yes, at a young age, he had realized that the environment he was in was not as easy as it seemed.
He began to worry about his future life.
There is no family condition to rely on, no family support, and no room for trial and error.
Zhou Zheng had already planned it.
Just work hard for most of your life, and then use your hard work in this life to provide a relatively relaxed environment for your future children, and just enjoy your old age.
How did you say that?
[We work hard for decades, not to drink coffee with those who are already in this environment, but to allow our descendants to have the same starting line as you.]
It was this sentence that supported Zhou Zheng through the most restless yet restrained adolescence.
Aren’t most people striving for this?
In today's world, the most common tragedy is that a poor child wanders in a city with rich people, and is gradually flattered and rounded, and becomes inferior.
Zhou Zheng breathed a sigh of relief, trying not to think about the past.
This world has never been truly fair, and the only fairness is that it is unfair to everyone.
This is actually a principle that Zhou Zheng realized when he was not practicing Buddhism, and then convinced himself to be content with being ordinary.
"Gu..."
Zhou Zheng's Adam's apple was shaking up and down, and he took a breath of alcohol.
His feet began to sway slightly.
At some point, Zhou Zheng would feel that he was tending to become a pervert.
It's not that he's a "pervert" in a lewd way.
Zhou Zheng knew that there seemed to be a gap in his Taoist heart.
But this gap cannot be filled with practice and enlightenment. It is a threshold that I cannot cross.
He can't forget his past self.
Who the hell told him that his life would be like this in the future.
He has it all planned out!
He has planned his life well!
He had convinced himself, pierced the knife in his own flesh and hid it, and now he told him that he needed to draw the knife to fight?
'I am a good person.'
Zhou Zheng thought so, closed his eyes and let out a breath.
He continued to sway with his feet and relaxed his shoulders, grabbing another bottle of beer and taking a few sips.
The word "good person" is like a chain that binds people's food, clothing, housing and transportation, imprisoning people within the boundaries of morality, but cannot be praised by others.
This is probably similar to the Buddhist saying of "put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha immediately".
The story of a person who has committed evil and repented for the rest of his life is the most touching story.
Some people committed good deeds and made a mistake in their lifetime, but were nailed to the pillar of shame.
This isn't fair.
Two young people from different family backgrounds put in equal efforts, but got different results.
This isn't fair.
Some people are born with everything, family, affection, and material life. They can lose miserably, make mistakes, and skip a few lunches and feel that life is not easy.
And some people are born to face this cold world.
This isn't fair.
This is all unfair.
But now that I have become a lucky person, I no longer have the position to criticize these injustices.
Why can't I change my stinginess now?
Because he was fed up with eating three packs of instant noodles for two days.
Fed up with the cold wind blowing into my collar on winter nights;
Fed up with the curves of park benches that have to be on the outside;
I'm tired of looking for holiday jobs that can provide food and accommodation before the holidays.
He's had enough of these injustices.
He's had enough injustice.
Then you must encourage yourself to pursue the happiness that others say.
human nature.
The thing that cannot be looked at directly is human nature.
The ugliest thing is human nature!
Good and evil.
Sacrificing oneself to benefit the collective is good; sacrificing the collective to take care of oneself is evil.
The majority is good, the minority is evil!
Zhou Zheng brought the beer to his mouth and slowly took a sip.
His life so far was flowing in front of his eyes, but he found that his fate took a slight turn the moment he met Xiaoyu.
Obviously, I should be very satisfied now.
The road ahead is tortuous, but the future is bright. I have a beautiful fiancée, a confidante, a life that I never dared to imagine before, and I have gained respect from the surrounding environment.
Zhou Zheng curled his lips and flattened the empty can. He wanted to throw it behind his back, but the thought "It's wrong to litter" naturally came to his mind.
'Don't litter, Xiao Zheng.'
'Littering is a sign of lack of quality.'
'We must learn to respect others. Protecting the public environment means respecting others.'
Zhou Zheng's breathing suddenly became rapid.
His eyes gradually lost focus and his vision gradually blurred.
Can't litter...can't throw...can't...
Dang, Dang Dang——
The sound of cans rolling down echoed on the rooftop.
Zhou Zheng was stunned for a moment, his eyes suddenly regained focus, and he slowly raised his head, only to see that he was squatting at the entrance of the stairs. In front of him was a turbulent flow of foaming beer on the ground, and seven or eight cans scattered everywhere with footprints on them.
Or fingerprints.
Zhou Zheng's face turned pale.
His feet softened, and he sat there like a frail mortal, looking at the scene in front of him.
Not long after, Zhou Zheng stood up, evaporated the nearby liquid, lowered his head to pick up the cans one by one, and sent them to the trash can at the entrance of the corridor.
Then there was a drizzle, and I stood on the rooftop quietly lost in thought.
I'm going to save the world.
Then who will save me?
On the top floor of Tianfu Hotel, several figures frowned and looked at the ceiling, looking at Zhou Zheng's shadow through a layer of reinforced concrete.
Li Zhiyong lowered his head and thought for a while, then picked up his phone and sent a message.
…
"Emperor just now?"
"The inner demon has not yet formed," Tianshi Zhang said in a low voice, but his expression did not change much, "Maybe it is because the cultivation realm has advanced too fast."
Master Ge Tianshi frowned.
The scene just now appeared in front of his eyes. Zhou Zheng seemed to have gone crazy. He did not use any magic power and was trampling and smashing like a mortal. His eyes were bloodshot and his expression was hideous and terrifying.
Master Ge Tianshi sighed: "This is a huge hidden danger. Once the inner demons breed, it may be difficult to eradicate."
Zhang Tianshi remained silent.
On the rooftop, Zhou Zheng stood quietly in the drizzle, seeming to be thinking or simply lost in thought.
Bing Ning walked to the stairs silently, but before she was about to take the last steps, she paused and did not move forward.
An invisible pressure belt appeared around Zhou Zheng.
He was subconsciously resisting being comforted by others.
Bing Ning stared at Zhou Zheng for a while, then slowly leaned against the wall, folded her arms, lowered her head and thought, and her breathing became very slow.
Buzz, buzz.
The vibrating sound of the phone attracted Bing Ning's attention.
She looked up and saw that Zhou Zheng had already picked up the phone and swiped to answer the call. A familiar yet unfamiliar voice came from the receiver.
This is?
Several pictures flashed before Bing Ning's eyes.
In the underground boxing ring, the half-demon man injected with demon blood, Zhou Zheng's childhood playmate, Jiang Li.
Bing Ning remembered that the Futian League had paid attention to Jiang Li for a while. The files showed that Jiang Li's life was on the right track and he did not reveal anything about spiritual practice and demons. Later, the surveillance was gradually lifted.
"Why, ahem, why are you calling me all of a sudden?"
Zhou Zheng cleared his throat and was a little hoarse when he spoke.
"It's nothing, I just suddenly missed you, Brother Zhou... How have you been recently?"
"It's okay, nothing happened. Basically everything goes well and my practice has made great progress. Where are you and your girlfriend?"
"Hey, I'm ready to get married."
"Uh, you called me and asked me to give you a gift? Good guy, I saved you last time and it's just a gift. It doesn't cost you money, it costs your life."
"Why don't you follow the etiquette? Brother Zhou, when can we get together?"
"I've been a little busy lately. Just wait until I'm done... Well, you don't have to look for me to eat for the next ten years."
"It's only been ten years since the great monks started retreating."
Zhou Zheng chuckled softly: "Stop talking nonsense, I'm still busy, so I'll give up before I'm serious."
"Okay brother, you and Sister Yan'er should also be well."
"Well, live a good life."
"Brother, come on."
beep.
A brief busy tone came from Zhou Zheng's earphones. He forgot to put down his arms and stood there quietly.
I don't know how long it took, it should have been a moment, or an hour or two.
It's getting late.
Zhou Zheng turned around, looked at Bing Ning who was leaning against the wall and hugging his arms, and said with a smile: "Let's go."
"Where to go?" Bing Ning asked subconsciously.
"Go...save the world," Zhou Zheng said with a smile, "Isn't this the fate of the protagonist in the movie?"
Bing Ning blinked, then lightly shrugged, turned around and left on high heels.
midnight.
A silver shuttle disappeared into the air and disappeared from the roof of Tianfu Hotel.
(End of this volume)
(The next chapter is tomorrow. It’s a bit of a headache to open a new volume. The most troublesome Star Travel chapter is coming.)