Chapter 177: No Cheap Life, only Cheap Heart

The remaining light of the moonlight lingered in the sky.

The sky was still about to get bright, but the slums of Shibati were already filled with rustling voices.

The sleepy slaves pushed open their doors with numb faces, gathered in a stream in the narrow alleys, and went to their respective workplaces along the routes that were repeated day after day.

As the darkness in the alleys gradually faded, the light in their empty eyes gradually lit up.

When people came to the dilapidated shantytowns outside the slums, the slaves' eyes were already filled with inexplicable contempt.

These lazy people have fallen to living outside the slums, but they still don't know how to make progress. It's already the hour of Mao, and they don't seize the time to make money, but they still have the face to sleep soundly?

They are so rotten without knowing it!

There are hurried steps outside the yard, and silence inside the yard.

Inside and outside the thin iron fence, there are completely different joys, angers, sorrows and sorrows.

The dim light bulb was shaking above his head, but the halo of light it cast could not draw the slightest fluctuation in those dead eyes.

Zhou You was lying on his back on the bed, with no obvious injuries on his body, but his two lifeless eyes were staring at the ceiling.

He woke up.

In fact, he had woken up the moment when the mainframe of the Huangliang Buddha Kingdom in Luohan Temple was smashed by Li Jun's punch.

But Zhou You would rather not have a long dream.

He once hated Luohan Temple so much, but now he hoped that he could stay in the Huangliang Buddha Kingdom forever.

Live under the rolling mountains and live in the green meadow.

Even if there are temples suppressing the mountains, even if there are Buddhas in the sky.

But at least there are no disgusting eyes and no ugly and smelly mechanical bodies.

There are herds of cattle and sheep and free breathing.

And Zhou Sheng, his only relative.

But illusions are always just illusions, and no matter how deep the dream is, there will be a time to wake up.

Even in a dream, there will be a day when the timeline is reset.

The tear gland that was not stripped when the mechanical body was transformed gave birth to a tear, which quietly slid down the corner of the boy's eye.

"Brother Jun, I woke up, but is it possible for my brother to wake up?"

"I am not good at souls, so I can't give you an answer."

Li Jun's tone was stiff and almost ruthless.

"If you can't even answer it, then there is no answer."

Zhou You's voice trembled, and his vision suddenly became hazy.

"What if there is an answer, what if there is no answer?"

"I"

Zhou You's lips moved, and he couldn't say a complete sentence.

"What? Do you think there is no meaning in living? If you want to die, you can commit suicide now!"

"Don't think about being sorry for me if you die, there is no need. I went to Luohan Temple today simply because I was angry and wanted to vent my anger on those bald donkeys!"

Suddenly, the boy's throat tightened, and he was lifted up by Li Jun with one hand.

The fiery eyes evaporated the moisture accumulated in the boy's eyes, and the suffocating pain drove away the sorrow lingering in his heart.

"While you are crying here, do you know that He Zangjia is still fighting for his life outside?"

"We are all people who are in danger of losing our lives, who has the mood to watch you complaining?"

Li Jun's words were like an extremely sharp knife, stabbing Zhou You's heart one by one.

"Zhou You, I can tell you clearly that although the Luohan Temple has collapsed, the person who killed your brother is not dead!"

"Revenge? I am just a lowly person who can't even enter the sequence. What can I use to take revenge on the high Buddha?!"

The boy's face flushed, his voice was hoarse, and his words no longer had the spirit of the past.

"Take the gun, take the knife, take your fist and your life! It's never life that's cheap, it's just the human heart!"

Li Jun shouted: "If you still have balls in your pants, then put down your worthless pride and self-esteem, do whatever it takes to get close to the rich and powerful, use all your thoughts to change your fate, get promoted, and get revenge!"

"What's the use of killing him? It's a grudge."

"Fuck you, when will the grudge end? You have to repay the favor and you have to avenge the grudge."

Li Jun spat disdainfully, "When will it end? Kill all the enemies and kill until no one makes a sound, and it will naturally end."

After saying this, he raised his hand and threw the boy to the corner of the wall without mercy.

"How do you compare to He Zangjia?"

Zhou You slid down the wall slowly and collapsed on the ground. Although embarrassed, his eyes were no longer dead silent just now.

"Not as good as you."

"Since you know you are not as good as him, then learn, please, and cling to him. You should know your own mistakes! He Zangjia is the most important opportunity in your hand, and the best helper for your revenge."

"If you can't even seize the opportunity for revenge, you might as well die now."

The words were as sharp as a knife and as heavy as a drum.

The sharpness penetrated the heart and was deafening.

The young man lowered his head and was silent for a long time. Suddenly, he whispered: "What about you? Even He Zangjia wants to cling to you, why should I go far away?"

Li Jun was stunned when he heard the words, but the coldness on his face gradually melted.

Finally, he got it.

"Me? Wait until you are promoted to the sequence. Otherwise, I am afraid that you will be beaten into a pile of scrap metal before you learn how to flatter others."

As soon as the voice fell, a ray of morning light suddenly shot into the room.

The sky gradually brightened, the long night finally passed, and the sun rose slowly.

"Not only do you teach me the truth, you also point me in the right direction. If I had met a life mentor like you, I wouldn't be in this situation now."

A frivolous voice suddenly sounded.

At the same time, Zhou You's head, which was about to jump up, suddenly dropped down, and the whole person fainted.

Li Jun slowly turned his head and looked coldly at the uninvited guest who appeared in the yard.

He was wearing a black robe with a white lining. There was a flying fish pattern woven with silver silk on the right shoulder, and a mechanical insect bird was lying on the left shoulder.

The man's eyebrows and eyes were not handsome. He did not have a bun on his head, which was popular in the empire, but a strange ponytail behind his head.

The whole person had a lazy temperament, which was somewhat similar to He Zangjia.

Flying fish clothes, embroidered spring swords, and Xi Tinglang.

The visitor had no intention of hiding his identity.

Li Jun raised his foot and stepped out of the door, "If you call me brother, I can also guide you."

"Brother."

The other party grinned and shouted repeatedly: "Brother Li, Brother Jun?"

Looking at that warm and sincere face, Li Jun couldn't help but choke the murderous intent in his eyes.

Why didn't this person play by the rules?

"Are all the Jinyiwei in Chongqing so shameless?"

"Just listen to others' advice and eat your fill. Shouting won't hurt you. Although my official position is a little higher than yours, the wisest one is the teacher."

Li Jun didn't bother to pay attention to the man's jokes, and said straight to the point: "Come to avenge Yu Kou?"

"Just a shameless Taoist scum, what kind of person is he? Is it worth it for me to avenge him specifically?"

The man spread his hands and said frankly: "And I can't beat you. Wu Qi is more than enough to beat two of us."

Li Jun sneered: "You are an honest person."

"No way, my main point in dealing with people is sincerity. Otherwise, I wouldn't have friends all over the world."

He moved his feet, stood up straight with his crooked body, and clasped his hands.

"Formally introduce, the general flag of the second branch of the Jinyiwei in Chongqing, Wang Xie."

The man blinked and smiled: "Old Wei's friend."