How far can a person be pushed by a bear?

Jiang Li looked at his brother Zhou sitting next to the hospital bed with some anxiety. He wanted to speak several times but was too embarrassed to say anything.

What's going on, Brother Zhou?

I have been here for more than two hours, holding my phone and watching physics popular science videos, and I still look depressed and frustrated.

"Brother," Jiang Li finally couldn't help but asked in a low voice, "your practice is not going well, do you want to study again?"

"I'm pretty smooth, haha."

Zhou Zheng put down his mobile phone and felt as if he had just woken up from a dream. The scene he saw was a bit dazed.

He finally remembered his main purpose of coming here today - to see Jiang Li;

The secondary purpose is a bit hard to describe - hide from that reading bear, recharge your batteries behind this guy's back, and learn more about the theoretical science of physics.

Otherwise he will be despised by a bear!

"How is your health?" Zhou Zheng was at a loss for words.

Jiang Li's recovery has actually been pretty good. Except for the fact that there are still some scales on his forehead, the previously scary half-demon features have almost completely faded away.

"I've almost recovered," Jiang Li said with a smile. "Now I can wear a hat and go out normally. I'm thinking about whether to be discharged from the hospital."

"Don't be anxious, stay a little longer."

Zhou Zheng stretched and walked to the window to look at the scenery of the main city.

It's a bit rainy today, so the city lights were turned on a little earlier.

Because the "Three Heroes of Luojia" stayed in Longchen, it was rare for the external demonic forces to calm down, and Longchen was extremely quiet these days.

Jiang Li looked at Zhou Zheng's back, slightly lost in thought.

It's always been like this.

The figure that keeps chasing him forward will always stand closer to the front, and then turns to show himself a warm smile to prevent himself from sinking.

But now, the back figure in Jiang Li's eyes has not only become more generous, but also a little heavier.

"Brother, has anything bad happened recently?"

"Some," Zhou Zheng sighed slightly, and several pictures flashed through his mind.

Before going out, he folded a piece of dogtail grass and made it into a cat-catching stick, dangling it in front of Lingqin'er... Well, these scenes are not very important.

When Ling Qin'er scratched two bloody marks on the back of Zhou Zheng's hand with her nails, she smiled triumphantly and shared a little story about what happened in the past two days with Zhou Zheng.

'Hmph, we have helped you a lot! Not only do you not know how to be grateful, you are even reluctant to make a cat teasing stick with spirit stones!'

‘What’s the big deal? Real or fake?’

'Of course it's true! I come to you... to work! Yes, we are working, and we can also receive double subsidies! Two former colleagues from the administration kept asking me about you. I didn't talk to them before.

Ripe.

‘We have been in the Bureau of Spiritual Creatures for so many years and have been very reliable in our work. We were keenly aware that something was wrong with them, so we secretly contacted the Investigation Bureau and asked them to follow up and investigate. Guess what?

'Both of them are spies! They provide information to the Demon King of the Eighteenth Route! They also followed the clues and caught many demon spies!'

Lingqin'er was in human form at that time, otherwise the cat's tail would be raised to the sky.

'Lolicon, please pay attention to yourself. The three great gods in your family have attracted a lot of attention to you. It is said that several demon kings have focused on investigating you. You may have been listed as a priority target for them to get rid of.'

Zhou Zheng came back to his senses slightly, remembered that he was chatting with Jiang Li, and continued:

"The world doesn't revolve around us, so how can everything go as planned?"

"Brother," Jiang Li asked with a frown, "Although Sister Yan'er didn't tell me in detail, I can almost guess whether the path she is taking now is the opposite of you?"

Zhou Zheng turned to look at Jiang Li and said with a smile: "Are you worried that I will meet Sister Yan'er on the battlefield?"

"No way?"

Jiang Li whispered: "We are all adults. Even childhood playmates now have their own pursuits and positions... I have seen people who have been friends for decades fighting to the death in the ring...

"

"Stop worrying about these things."

Zhou Zheng smiled very calmly:

"I have talked with Sister Yan'er. Her aura is very peaceful, and she does not follow the path of killing. I still trust her on this point; but if we really want to confront each other in the future, I will let others fight against her.

I can't do anything to her."

Jiang Li's eyes lit up: "Childhood sweethearts fall in love and kill each other, but their love is not diminished even though they are on opposite sides, and finally they join hands and retire to the world?"

"screw you!"

Zhou Zheng grabbed the pillow at the end of the hospital bed and threw it at Jiang Li.

Jiang Li chuckled: "Sister Yan'er is so beautiful. You can't find a beauty of this level even with a lantern. Brother, if you don't look for her, how can you find a fairy?"

"Keep it in peace, brother is back!"

Before Zhou Zheng left the house, he turned to look at Jiang Li and asked, "Do you want to practice?"

"I think so, brother! But shouldn't practice start from a young age?"

"I just became a monk halfway. As long as I work hard, there will always be results," Zhou Zheng waved his hand, "Wait for my news and I will help you two find a way."

Jiang Li suddenly felt affectionate and affectionate: "Brother, you still love me."

"Isn't it disgusting!"

Zhou Zheng shivered and almost jumped out of the corridor window.

He met the young girl waiting on the bench nearby, took two bottles of elixirs for strengthening the foundation, put them in her hands, told her how to use and dosage, and then walked away.

…

Instead of rushing to take the bus, Zhou Zheng put his hands in his windbreaker pockets and strolled along the streets with few pedestrians.

He couldn't say he was confused.

Ever since the meteor fell from the sky that night and the legendary Mu Zha suddenly appeared in front of him, Zhou Zheng felt that his mentality began to change.

It's yearning.

It's not that I yearn for their strength, but that I yearn for freedom and unrestraint.

With a strong background and tyrannical strength, he can come and go at will without caring about other people's eyes.

Was this the same in your previous life?

It seems to be true but not true. In my previous life, I knelt in front of the Lingxiao Palace and said with grief and anger, "Heaven has failed me."

This cannot be said to be free and unrestrained, let alone free.

Why kneel?

Who deserves others to kneel down?

It's just a bad custom of feudal ethics.

Is the goal of your own practice in this life just to repeat yourself in the previous life?

Zhou Zheng thought this way. Although these questions were big and vague, he felt that he needed to clarify them, think clearly, and keep his thoughts clear to avoid frustration in his Taoist mind.

They all say that the world of mortals refines the heart, but this rolling world of mortals only contains firewood, rice, oil and salt, and the world's sophistication only adds to worries.

Zhou Zheng hummed a tune that Ao Ying often hummed, and the autumn rain wet his short hair that he had just cut yesterday.

He wanted to grow his hair long before, thinking that it would be more elegant when wearing Taoist robes, but he also felt that deliberately growing his hair looked more like himself in his previous life, rather than Zhou Zheng in this life;

When he came back to his senses, he realized that he was trapped in shackles by thinking about this problem.

It seems that he has some secrets hidden in him.

Are the eight golden wheels and vertical eyes that can seal the Golden Immortal a seal set by me in my previous life, or were they done by someone else?

What does the ‘way of heaven’ whispered by Brother Xiong mean?

What did the ‘Great Heavenly Lord’ who once asked him what he should do in his previous life actually do?

There are also fragments of past life memories that accidentally crossed my mind. I saw Yang Jian, the Erlang God, who was sitting in the immortal pavilion and discussing Taoism, and was now regarded as taboo by the immortals.

Zhou Zheng looked into the distance, his eyes slightly out of focus.

What happened hundreds of years ago? Why did Monkey and Yang Jian break the old order? Where did they get the strength to break the old order? Is the creed believed by the Jietian Sect really Yang Jian's ideal?

The questions in my mind come one after another;

Zhou Zheng looked at the pedestrians in front of him, his eyes gradually becoming focused.

He suddenly thought of an ancient article he had read as an extracurricular reading when he was in middle school. The old minister holding a sword and walking on the banks of the Miluo River once uttered questions about heaven and earth.

At the beginning of ancient times, who preached the gospel?

This is courage.

The path of spiritual cultivation is at your feet, and the so-called past lives are a thing of the past.
To be continued...