Those years when I practiced Taoism in the magic capital

Chapter 161 Survival 【Subscribe! 】

The juvenile behaves strangely and inexplicably.

This is the eighth floor, and the boy bowed towards the window again. Zhang Qingyun didn't see any Taoist priests here: "This child must be in a daze."

The fishhook is a few meters away from the window, and it cannot be seen from the outside in a bright room at night.

"Zi Chu."

At this time, the door of the boy's room was opened, and a young woman in pajamas walked in, yawning profusely: "Have you not finished today's homework?"

Zi Chu was a little nervous: "Mom, it's almost finished."

I was sleepy just now, and fell asleep on my stomach. I haven't finished my calligraphy homework today.

"Don't fool me, this master Luo Jianbin, but we are members of the Shanghai Calligraphy Association, and it was very difficult for him to enroll in his training class."

The young woman casually glanced at the table, and saw Zi Chu's brush writing: "There is still progress, Zi Chu, I know you blame your mother in your heart, and your mother is also for your own good. You are now 17 years old. Come on, you are so young and don't work hard. When you step into the society in the future, you will suffer a lot if you don’t have talent or skills.”

Zi Chu kept silent, he was really tired.

It was early in the morning, and he hadn't slept in bed yet. He had to go to class tomorrow, and he would take the college entrance examination next year.

He didn't know if his parents had enrolled him in three interest classes, would it be useful in the future? He was just doing it now, and had no interest at all.

"Looking forward to your son's success, your father works overtime every day and doesn't have time to chat with you."

The young woman sat down and said, "Don't practice calligraphy today. Mom will talk to you, just say a few words."

"You are also very tired like this, but everyone is like this. If you give up, it is tantamount to failure."

Outside the window, Zhang Qingyun saw this scene, controlled the fishing rod and returned to the Taoist temple.

can not watch anymore.

The son is filial and the mother is kind, and he hopes that his son will become a dragon, and he has had it before.

The master is not his father, but he has replaced the two roles of his parents, teaching him, raising him, and giving him the best.

Strictness is a bit harsh, and he often beats him. Isn't it also a kind of worry, worried that he will become a fairy, and his disciples will not be able to survive independently?

Survive!

It's all about adapting, about surviving.

It's just that the times are different. Parents' teenage years are completely different from their own children's teenage years.

The only thing in common is that both parents have expectations beyond their children's own abilities.

Dao Xin fluctuated, unable to calm down, and simply did not practice, Zhang Qingyun threw the pole into the basin again.

Following the guidance of the dark, the fishhook stopped outside a restaurant.

Beside the flower bed, a young man in his thirties was lying on the side of the flower bed and vomiting.

"call"

After vomiting for a long time, the young man turned around and sat directly by the flower bed: "Hehe. It really failed."

At this time, the door of a car on the side of the road opened slowly, and a young woman with a big belly, rubbing her eyes and looking sleepy, went to help the young man with distress: "Honey, let's go home."

The young man's eyes were blurred, and the helplessness on his face turned into tenderness. He grabbed the young woman's hand and nodded.

He worked hard outside and already had a pregnant wife. He worried about him and sat in the car every day waiting to drive for him.

Failure is failure, the wine is in place, and the relationship is also in place, but the company is a bit small, and the boss is not willing to take risks, even for this project, he has great confidence.

Survive!

Another person who is constantly working hard to survive.

"Before, I saw a lot of darkness in my eyes. When I thought the world was dark, I saw light again."

The world of mortals is rolling, and life is full of vicissitudes.

The struggle of the bottom characters, the unremitting efforts.

"In order to survive, even though I am an ant, I dare to stand up to the sky!"

Zhang Qingyun felt that the Dao was in front of him, he was enlightened, but he was a little confused.

When he looked at the young man again, the young man had already sat in the car, and the car had started slowly.

With a thought, the talisman turned into floating dust, and a pale yellow light shot into the center of the young man's eyebrows.

The vehicle left slowly, not far away, the youth's cell phone rang.The young man lazily picked up the phone. Under alcohol anesthesia, he could not see the phone screen clearly.

After connecting to the mobile phone, a hearty voice came from the other end of the phone: "Brother Liu Chen, your temper suits my brother's appetite. After careful consideration, your company is a bit small, but your confidence makes me decide. Give this project to you to try."

every dog ​​has his day?

Liu Chen's alcohol dissipated most of it immediately, hung up the phone, Liu Chen said with a smile: "Let's go wife, let's go to the night market and eat mutton."

Zhang Qingyun didn't pay attention to these. The good luck charm has been used on Liu Chen, so Liu Chen will naturally have good luck.

The good luck charm is on the body, and it is naturally blessed with good luck.

Controlling the fishing rod, guided by the power of faith surrounded by Yin God, Zhang Qingyun's fishhook appeared in a community.

"what?"

It turned out that the wisher who wished to find a perfect wife was in the cheap rental complex west of the Taoist temple.

As he approached the window, Zhang Qingyun heard a voice, and his face became weird instantly: "This man...he already has a girlfriend, and he is still fighting endlessly in the middle of the night, and he is going around like crazy, wanting to find a perfect wife?"

Zhang Qingyun remembered that he overheard a few young people chatting before: "Girlfriends are just girlfriends, and they don't want to get married."

What an irresponsible statement!
If there is a cause, there must be an effect, without suffering from others, and without persuading others to be kind, Zhang Qingyun does not comment on people who have nothing to do with him.It's just that Zhang Qingyun, the person who made the wish, no longer has a good impression.

He also remembered that someone once said that if you are oppressing other people's girlfriends now, others may be oppressing your girlfriend at this time.

Indulgence, people have no sense of expectation, no sense of happiness.

With a thought, the fishhook moved close to the window, and looked into the room through a slight gap.

The wisher has no girlfriend, but a doll.
"Tsk tsk. You already have dolls, so you have a perfect wife."

Don’t fight back when beaten, don’t fight back when scolded, use it whenever you want, don’t need a car or a house, and don’t pester you, let you indulge
That's it, what more wife do you want?

"never mind."

Backlash is backlash, the desire to find a perfect wife will give even Yue Lao a headache: "You are so happy and happy, it's not bad if you continue like this."

He wanted to take back the hook, but with a thought, Zhang Qingyun opened his eyes.

The light in front of my eyes is dazzling, and finally converges to one point, turning into a white and black beam of light that rises into the sky: "Evil heart, seven years in prison. Freedom, evil as before. Idle, there are prey. Waiting for the opportunity, women are miserable. "

"Strengthening the will is only for wishful thinking. If the wicked are not punished, the good has no true meaning. If the evil is not done, the merits and virtues will be multiplied by ten."

In the Taoist temple, Zhang Qingyun opened his eyes and took back his fishing rod: "This is a strong prisoner who has just regained his freedom!"

Moreover, he has already set his sights on the prey and wants to shoot at any time?
"What the hell, this kind of person should spend a lifetime in prison, and still want to find a perfect wife?"

What is this man thinking?

He got into his bedroom, and not long after, Zhang Qingyun came out, holding a talisman in his hand: "It's a crime to keep your brother from getting up forever. Pindao saved you in a disguised form."

"Well, if a good person does it to the end, I will send you a month of bad luck."

Zhang Qingyun tied up the talisman paper, feeling very upset: "It's so easy to meet two people who are working hard for survival. The poor way is close to the great way, and there is such a wicked person like you. That kind of mood is gone."

　Poor heart suffers.
　　Once the group is established, the group number is in the author's words in the last chapter.

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(End of this chapter)