What to do with a full-scale life

The mouse is gone, this matter is a great blow to the twelve spirits, now all the work of the mouse is temporarily taken over by the king of the mountain, and the king of the mountain is sitting in the room at the moment, lighting a cigarette and looking out the window quietly.

He knew that Qing Lingzi's old dog was eyeing him, but now he couldn't fight against Qing Lingzi, this kind of dog who played with conspiracy was really disgusting.

"It's obviously just such a small matter. He must have no way to catch the ascetic boat at the beginning. He is just guiding the fermentation of the matter. I believe he deliberately let the ascetic boat go more than once."

"Wei San Que Yi. A qualified politician is to turn all sudden events into resources beneficial to himself. If he curbs the development of the situation from the beginning, he will get very little or no benefit."

The King of the Mountain is following the video of the previous generation of rats. He has settled down in the mountain and sea world. After all, he is Bai Ze's first disciple. His status in the mountain and sea world is basically that of the prince of a strange beast. There is no problem in settling down.

"I recognize this plate, and I can't avoid it." The mouse smiled helplessly: "That's fine."

"What are you going to do next?"

Hearing the King of the Mountain's question, the mouse went to the window and looked out with his mobile phone: "Did you see that vegetable field in the back. The bean planting is under the south mountain, and the grass is full of bean sprouts."

"I really don't want to ask?"

"How can I ask? Who will believe me? You have to know that I was the one who led the twelve spirits to fight against the mountain and sea world, and I was a traitor in the mountain and sea world. The relationship between master and apprentice is on the rise. And how else can I interfere, it is unrighteous for me to help the world of mountains and seas, and it is unfilial for me to help the world of human beings. Qing Lingzi at least left me a name of benevolence, righteousness, loyalty and filial piety here, I am Do you want to kill yourself?"

The mouse shook his head helplessly, and then sighed: "I plan to open an Internet cafe here. I found that the alien beast race is still very backward. I will open an Internet cafe here and teach them when I have nothing to do. You don't have to worry about me. I'm still relatively safe here."

This is not a lie, a mouse is a mouse after all, Bai Ze's first big disciple, Wan Yao's senior brother, even if he was sent to the human world later, the senior senior brother is still a senior senior brother when he comes back, even if some core secrets will not let him He knew it, but his contacts and reputation were still there, and his safety was definitely no problem.

Anyway, although I'm not reconciled, but in short, this is probably the best ending among all badends. After all, Mouse still admires Qing Lingzi. He can play a round and choose whether to play a live game or a dead game. This is the point. Really great.

"What about the second generation of Shushu? Do you have anyone to recommend?"

"I don't have it, and I can't push it anymore. Let's do this as soon as possible. Let's not talk about it. I will go to the land and turn it over and pull the weeds before it rains."

But just one second before the mouse turned off the video, the King of the Mountain heard a woman's voice from his side: "Come to the north, didn't you mean take me out for a stroll, why are you still chatting with people?"

The King of the Mountain looked at the hung up video and sneered, "Planting the land, heh."

The biggest dilemma they face now is not the question of whether Qing Lingzi can engage people, but the question of who should be selected for the new second generation of Shushu. As the new twelve spirit leaders, the king of the mountain is now one head and two big.

After all, in order to become the Twelve Spirits, one must either have the inheritance of the previous Twelve Spirits, like Xu Wei, or one must awaken naturally halfway through, like a little snake. It will not be missing. Even the twelve spirits that have not returned to their places are still showing that they are "awakening", but the Rattus area is directly black, just like the unsolved Pokémon Pokédex.

"This thing is so messy, my brain hurts."

After understanding the situation, Xiao Ma glanced at Hu Deyou who was studying next to him, and hissed for a while: "No, I will try to turn you into twelve spirits directly through a back door."

"You are so whimsical." Qing Lingzi sat there and took a sip from the teacup: "Is this something you can say?"

"That's true, but if you don't find a new Shushu within a year, there will be a catastrophe when the Earthly Branches collapse next year. Qing Lingzi, look at what you have caused, and next year people will be devastated and the land will be starved to death. I see what you will do." Explain to the Holy Master!"

Xiao Ma's half-joking words made Qing Lingzi frowned, and he began to think seriously: "This is indeed a big deal, but I can't get involved in the matter of the twelve spirits, you still need to select them yourself. "

"You think this thing is the reincarnation of a living F. Just give an address and say what it is. This thing is the choice of the earthly branch. One disappears and the other needs to activate the Fuxi wheel to appear. The key is that there are only twelve people who can activate the Fuxi wheel. The person who is proficient in the laws of heaven and fortune in the spirit, who do you think got rid of that person?"

Qing Lingzi: "Hiss... there's a bug."

"Now that no one can activate the Fuxi wheel, there is no way for new candidates to emerge. The Heavenly King and I didn't recruit. You didn't expect that when you were messing with other people, Shushu didn't tell you about it, right? A thousand-year-old fox, who doesn't guard against anyone." Xiao Ma leaned there with his legs crossed: "Even if your Qing Lingzi has the power to reach the sky, can you still intervene in the internal affairs of the Twelve Spirits? It's all right now. When disaster strikes, are you ready to write an edict of guilt?"

Qing Lingzi paced back and forth with his hands behind his back: "This old man made a mistake."

"It's not that you made a mistake, it's that you made too many strategies, forcing people to defend and counterattack. I know that this generation of Twelve Spirits is basically useless, but in fact, if you think about it, sometimes it's really not ten. The two spirits are useless but there are fewer and fewer places that need the twelve spirits, and this is actually the ultimate purpose of the twelve spirits. The twelve spirits themselves came down to serve as nannies for the world, such as astronomy, calendar, farming and animal husbandry. Now the world The world is no longer the baby in its swaddling arms, and the Twelve Spirits will of course gradually become totems, and they don't need to do anything anymore."

Xiao Ma raised his head and looked at Qing Lingzi: "You, you, you have been too murderous all your life, and your eyes were blinded by hostility. It's not to pick on you, but to say that no one is perfect, even you Qing Lingzi can't escape It's perfect."

Qing Lingzi didn't lose his temper this time, but stood at the window and looked out: "Other people really can't start the Fuxi disk?"

"Anyway, I can't, the King of the Mountain may do it. But the King of the Mountain can't wait for you to die." Xiao Ma turned his head to look at Qing Lingzi: "If you want to fight, fight to the death. You care about the common people, and the twelve spirits care about a hammer."

Qing Lingzi looked out of the window with his hands behind his back and remained silent for a long time. Xiao Ma knew that he was trying to find a way, but this matter has reached a deadlock so far, and there is absolutely no possibility of reconciliation.

And what is Brother Zhang doing at this time? Brother Zhang is planting sweet potatoes.

He turned over a piece of land in a corner of the farm, and the farm puppy beside him was fluttering butterflies. Brother Zhang wearing a straw hat was as quiet and peaceful as he was at any time in the past.

Many people say that Brother Zhang will be very pitiful because of his status, but in fact he never feels that way. He always tells people that he is doing well.

And many people think that what he said is very good because he has supreme power, but it is not true. Power is just the added value brought to him by work. What he really gets is freedom, absolute freedom.

Freedom is a word that only exists in books. As long as a person is born, there is no complete freedom. Otherwise, Buddhism would not say that all living beings are suffering, but Brother Zhang has complete freedom.

He can do all the things he wants to do or refuse all the things he doesn't want to do. The only thing that can restrain him is his own noble morality. This is true freedom.

He doesn't care about becoming a fairy or a Buddha.He doesn't care about fighting openly and secretly.He doesn't need intrigue, and he doesn't need gold, silver and jewelry.

The only motivation that can drive him is "I am happy", no matter how much thunder and fire is going on outside, when it comes to him, there are only two words, comfort.

"Master Zhang, what are you eating today?"

Chen Zhiming's voice sounded from behind Brother Zhang. Chen Zhiming, who came back in the middle of the day, was standing behind and pulling on the fence, watching Brother Zhang planting sweet potatoes, and then asked by the way.

She works here, the salary is not high, the work is hard, and the place is remote, it is not a good job, but the food here is really good, just like yesterday, the breakfast was chicken sauce tofu soup with freshly fried The fried dough sticks and yam cakes made of yams dug from the back of their farm. Lunch is black pepper snowflake beef, boneless eel, fried peanut seedlings and steamed bacon. Although the taste is relatively light, it is similar to her in Sichuan and Chongqing. The people in the mouth are a bit unsuitable, but both the ingredients and the craftsmanship are top-notch. It tastes like a high-end restaurant. No one will believe that it is a meal from the canteen of the unit after taking a photo.

It’s even more outrageous at night, three cold and three hot soups, the cold dishes are crispy braised goose palm, mountain delicacies, hot and sour sting head, the hot dishes are plum spareribs, braised beef tendon and northern style iron lion head, and the soup is Gastrodia Squab Soup.

Before, Chen Zhiming’s mother was worried that she would not be able to eat enough here. Since Chen Zhiming posted vegetables in Moments every day, her mother no longer worried about whether she would be able to eat enough, but worried about how much she would spend to eat this way. Now that she knows that this is an employee After serving the dishes in the cafeteria, his whole family was shocked, and asked her if she was not paid every month at work, and she was given food every day.

"Today." Brother Zhang straightened up: "I bought some small river fish in the town in the morning, fried small river fish at noon, steamed rock chicken and twice-cooked pork. I also prepared sweet potato syrup."

"Okay!" Chen Zhiming clapped his hands happily after hearing the sweet potato syrup: "Master Zhang, you look so young, why are you so good at cooking?"

Brother Zhang lowered his eyes and chuckled, "I'm forty."

"Ah!" Chen Zhiming stared wide-eyed: "My dad is only 44..."

It's not her fault, because Brother Zhang will always be fixed at the appearance of 21 years old, and time has no meaning for him, whether forty or fifty, it's just a counting unit.But for Chen Zhiming, it is a bit outrageous. His father is 44 and already looks very old, while Master Xiao Zhang claims to be [-] but looks younger than his brother...

What kind of evil maintenance method is this...

But Chen Zhiming didn't ask any more questions. She has experienced some strange things here, such as the big praying mantis flying around the farm all day long, and the group of weird people in the back mountain who don't do anything every day. It is a weirdo who cultivates.

Now it is quite normal to meet a 40-year-old canteen master who looks like a 20-year-old.

Brother Zhang walked out of the vegetable field with a hoe on his shoulder, and Chen Zhiming immediately followed his footsteps, and the two returned to the cafeteria together.She didn't speak, just lay on the edge of the stove and watched Brother Zhang cook.

It's not that she was bewitched by Brother Zhang's beauty, but that Brother Zhang really has a sense of luxury in his cooking, which is as good-looking as the kind of special food documentaries, and his cooking is also extremely clean, and the kitchen is more clean. Her bedroom is still clean, not as smoky and pitch-black as imagined. The whole process is like the chef of a super-high-end restaurant working there. The operation is very pleasing to the eye. Fuluo Xianren has a lot of grades.

Clean the small fish with a small sharp knife, fry it in the pan until it is golden and crispy, this process is very healing, wait until a plate full of small fish is fried, then fry the pan with green onion, ginger and garlic, and finally return the small fish to the pan Stir-fry and add a spoonful of soy sauce, a spoonful of oyster sauce, a spoonful of cooking wine and half a spoonful of sugar. The dehydrated fish quickly absorbs the flavor of the sauce, and the fragrance permeates all of a sudden. Finally, add chopped peppers and cook over high heat. Soy can be out of the pot.

This dish looks very homely, but in fact it tastes so good.

And what Chen Zhiming looks forward to the most is the twice-cooked pork, because people from regions with heavy flavors have a heavier taste than here, and most of them usually eat lighter, but now when they hear twice-cooked pork, the cravings are hooked.

Today is an unusual big sun in the rainy spring in the south. The bright sunlight outside penetrates through the large floor-to-ceiling glass, and it feels retro and elegant all of a sudden.

At this time, if you can play some kind of petty bourgeoisie light music, take a picture here and post it on Moments, but if you don’t bring a location, it will make people think that this is the kind of person in a big city with thousands of dollars or tens of thousands of dollars In the perverted restaurant, no one would have guessed that this is just a staff canteen in a farm in the countryside.

After finishing a few dishes, Brother Zhang wiped his hands and went to read a book on the reclining chair next to him, while Chen Zhiming ordered a meal for himself and sat there waiting for the meal to be served. Suddenly, she felt that such a composition The scene is very suitable for taking pictures, so she put down her job and rushed back to her dormitory, took out her camera and ran back. After finding the camera seat, she took a photo of Brother Zhang who was reading a book, and then showed the countryside outside through the window, Wilderness also took a picture, and she still felt that it was not enough, so she continued to take pictures.

She seemed to have lost track of time as she was patting, and when she turned around, she suddenly found that the environment around her was completely different, there was no food on the table, and there was no brother Zhang in front of her.

"Where am I?" Chen Zhiming looked around in a daze, and then opened the door. Outside the door was an old street at dusk. opened a coffee shop.

"Ah??? Where am I?"