All Heavens Gou Xian

Chapter 188 Young People's Game
Predestination is undoubtedly sad, if everything is predestined, the theory of causality is established, and Laplace's demon is fully formed.

The world has no future to speak of, and everything will lose its meaning.

That's why Luo Feng strongly opposes the power of plot correction. The universe he designed is a universe filled with infinite futures. No matter what kind of future is possible, it's just a matter of probability.

Even the tiniest probability is not equal to zero.

But one advantage of causality and determinism is that there are traces to follow.

"If there is no change in the trajectory of fate, you should take a look at yourself."

Luo Feng thought to himself.

The little Taoist priest possesses the luck he bestowed, and will meet Luo Yuan again in the future, so he can be regarded as half of his disciple.

If all troubles can be solved in this life, it would be great to think about it.

"Old Zheng, check Zhang Chulan for me." Luo Feng said with a smile

……

Three days later, a bag of photo files was delivered to Luo Feng's case, which recorded Zhang Chulan's life for more than ten years in detail.

After reading the last column of the record, father: missing; mother: dead; eight-year-old was fostered in an orphanage.

Luo Feng clicked his tongue twice: "No wonder I can be the protagonist, so I was born in an orphanage."

Zheng Zha looked confused: "What's wrong with the orphanage, is there a problem?!"

"Okay, give me the ID." Luo Feng shook his head helplessly, it's boring if he doesn't understand.

Zheng Zha handed over a black leather bag with Luo Feng's various documents and identification on it.

"No, it's all here, it's all true, no matter which system it is, it can be verified."

Glancing at the certificates with complete items, Luo Feng teased: "Okay, Lao Zheng has a lot of hands and eyes in the past few years."

Zheng Zha waved his hand and said helplessly, "I didn't do this. I can handle it everywhere. I'm familiar with the business."

Luo Feng nodded thoughtfully, he knows everything, he knows everything, this name is good.

"I'll go out with Luo Yuan another day."

"Hey, what about me?!"

"Where it's cool, stay where you are."

…………

Qingtian Town, an ordinary small town, the town is unremarkable, young people have gone to other places, the town is mostly old people and children, there are countless towns like this in Huaxia.

On this day, a white-clothed Taoist and a black, long-straight girl came up to the town, chatting with each other.

"Xiao Luoyuan, what do you think of the employees in the company?"

"Good guy."

"How about Xu Si and Xu San?"

"Good old man."

The Taoist in white nodded, understood, good old man.

"Have you ever refused?"

"Have."

"What did they say."

The black, long, straight girl stopped, thought for a while in doubt, and then imitated the tone of one of them: "I like you, it's my business. Whether you like me or not, it's your business..."

The Taoist in white was a little bit emotional, licking a dog is real cowhide.

The two walked under a big tree, found a place to sit down, and suddenly a dead leaf fell, the Taoist in white turned his eyes to the south, and there was a cemetery over there.

The Taoist in white asked thoughtfully: "Is the whole nature still there?!"

The black long straight girl nodded: "Yes."

"After the 36th thief, isn't Quan Xing seriously injured?" The Taoist in white asked casually

The black, long and straight girl lowered her head, thought for a long time, and finally pulled out a short memory from the depths of her mind.

"Uncle Zheng said that where there is justice, there will be darkness. The so-called complete nature is just a place where filth is hidden. People's hearts are constant, and the complete nature is immortal."

Luo Feng smiled indifferently: "It seems that in the past few years, Lao Zheng has a deep understanding of the world."

"Without restraint, everyone may be full-sexed."

Luo Yuan nodded, tilted his head and asked, "Uncle Feng, are you going to be the whole sex?!"

Luo Feng smiled and said: "I won't be. Now I can control my own mind. Confucianism says to cultivate one's self, regulate one's family, govern the country and the world. If one cultivates one's self, one can achieve something."

"What about before?" Luo Yuan asked curiously.

With a pure heart, he can always ask sharp questions from a tricky angle.

This time Luo Feng thought about it carefully, and checked himself against every word and deed in the past.

After a long time, Luo Feng shook his head: "No, the risks and dangers of becoming a whole-sex person are too great."

"I always stay at home with you."

Luo Yuan nodded half-understood, perhaps this is the soundness of Uncle Zheng's words.

After a while.

"Well, NO.30, Zhang Chulan will be back soon."

Luo Feng calculated with his fingers, took out his phone and glanced at the calendar time.

Luo Yuan complained silently: "Uncle, aren't you a god? You can't count yourself."

"Too lazy to count, technology itself innovates because of laziness."

Luo Feng waved his hand indifferently, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

I can already complain, and it seems to be recovering well.

As night fell, there was a faint noise from the depths of the woods; it turned out to be the sound of birds flapping their wings as they returned to the forest.Under the reflection of the bright and clear moonlight, the pedestrians walked and stayed overnight, leaving only a few vague silhouettes in the depths of the woods.

Luo Feng raised his eyelids slightly, Zhang Chulan came, and there was also a tomb robber.

The walking corpse is staggering, and it seems to be Xiangxi's means.

A young man with black hair and black eyes walked through the woods, with a ponytail tied behind his back, moving with the wind.

Luo Feng took a closer look, and saw the essence of the hole in his soul.

A trace of black and yellow merit protects the soul, tainted with great luck, and the aura in the depths is perfect, just like the image of ghosts and immortals. Although it has not yet awakened, its aptitude is first-class.

Luo Feng stood at the top of the tree, tut-tsk said: "Seventy-eight face, extremely talented, and more importantly, a pure Yang boy body, which is a bit interesting."

"But the soul remains the same, it's him, that's right."

A wave flashed in Luo Yuan's simple and plain eyes. She knew that she had been waiting for someone, but she didn't know who it was.

Now that people have finally appeared, I don't know what the future holds.

At least for now, there is a bit of joy and relief.

Then he jumped down from the tree and jumped up again with a shovel in his hand.

Luo Feng said in astonishment: "Luo Yuan, what are you doing?"

Luo Yuan scratched his head, and said seriously: "Uncle Zheng said, if you want to be a hot boy, you have to beat it first."

And the walking dead below surged, and the young man with black hair and black eyes collapsed. In a short moment, his three views were instantly refreshed.

"dead?!"

"It's outrageous that a dead person can still move."

Luo Feng looked left and right, and finally set his eyes on the shovel.

With a sigh: "Go, go, young people just don't play with their lives."

Wave your hand and give young people more opportunities to dig holes and be pitted.

Regardless of the chaos that happened in the forest, Luo Feng left with his hands behind his back.

Zhang Chulan has been found, so it's not a big problem.

Luo Feng began to have a bit of interest in the current Quan Xing.

The alien world is divided into congenital aliens and acquired aliens.

The supernatural powers of innate and different people, inherited from innateness, are weird and varied, beyond imagination.

Luo Feng wanted to try to see if these innate abilities could work on him.

For example, can the Four Maniacs mobilize their own mood...

What interested Luo Feng the most was Tu Junfang, the Demon Lord of the Three Corpses, who was the god of the Three Corpses.

Let's see if we can get a glimpse of the mystery of killing the three corpses, even if it is a high imitation version.

(End of this chapter)