Shenfu Danzun

Chapter 1234 The meaning of morality

Unexpectedly, Zhang Lin'er still maintained her virginity, which can be said to be very precious among the barbarians.

"You are really willing to have your body used as a bargaining chip?"

Zhang Kun glanced at Zhang Lin'er, a trace of pity flashed in his eyes, and more, it was disdain.

Any person, if he doesn't even know what he wants, it is even more impossible to fully dedicate himself to everything he wants, no matter how beautiful a woman or how successful a man is, if there is no goal, in this land In fact, just following other people's words, doing things that I don't even know the meaning of, are just puppets that make people pity and sympathize.

And Zhang Lin'er was obviously one of them.

If after that encounter at Nanzhenguan, she still hasn't changed in any way, and just obeyed the high priest's order, then she is nothing more than a doll worthy of pity.

"No, I don't know either. The high priest gave me an order to secretly guide you to the temple. I did all the other things myself. I did it voluntarily. No one gave me such an order."

Zhang Lin'er was lying on the bed, looking at the roof, thinking carefully about every word Zhang Kun said.

She didn't even know why she did such a thing.

Although the high priest didn't say it clearly, she could feel that her body was prepared for Zhang Kun, but she never mentioned when it was handed over to him.

Thinking about the scene at that time carefully, she just saw Zhang Kun leaving the door of the barbarian woman named Ke Xing, and she suddenly had a desire to be his attendant, no matter how humble it was.

"Maybe, I like you."

Zhang Kun scratched his head helplessly. Since Zhang Liner was not ordered by the high priest, it means that she has begun to break away from the control of the high priest. Originally, he wanted to have a good chat with her today and let her get out of the high priest's control. priestly control.Now it seems that there is no need to worry about it.

Looking at Zhang Lin'er, she also happened to be looking at Zhang Kun. Their eyes met, and they both smiled faintly.

Zhang Kun understood. The moment he saw Zhang Liner's eyes, he understood that she was using herself to gradually break away from those accustomed rules, and even turned the high priest who was once regarded as a high priest into a mortal in his eyes step by step. .

And the motivation for all this comes from him.

"why?"

Zhang Kun stood up, walked to the bed, raised his hand to pinch her chin, and gently parted her lips, revealing a mouthful of white and neat teeth.

Zhang Liner looked at Zhang Kun's face, hesitated for a while, and then replied: "Maybe, you are very good-looking, better than any barbarian I have ever seen, I like it very much."

"Is it."

……

It wasn't until noon that Zhang Kun returned to the door of Ke Xing's room, knocked on the door, and there was a burst of panicked footsteps.

"Zhang Kun..."

Ke Xing had two dark circles under her eyes, and her eyes were a bit swollen. With bloodshot eyes, she looked Zhang Kun up and down, and then threw herself into his arms: "Where have you been? It's so cold at night. Why don't you come back? I'm so scary?"

Zhang Kun reached out and stroked her hair gently: "Don't worry about me."

Suddenly, Ke Xing let go of Zhang Kun's hands, sniffed his chest carefully, and suddenly pushed Zhang Kun away: "The smell of rouge."

Zhang Kun raised his arm and smelled it. It wasn't the smell of rouge, but the faint fragrance from Zhang Liner's body. He remembered very clearly how intoxicating that fragrance lingered between his nostrils.

Smelling the scent still left on his fingertips, Zhang Kun closed his eyes quite intoxicated, and then looked at Ke Xing: "Yes, it's a girl's."

Ke Xing slammed the door hard and leaned against the door, tears streaming down her face.

"Ke Xing, you should understand that this is the path I chose. If you can accept it, I will wait for you in the temple until evening. If you can't accept it, then pretend that I never came."

After speaking, Zhang Kun tied his hair back, took off the jug of wine from his waist, and walked towards the temple.

People who practice the Tao never care about other people's eyes, avoid everything in the world, and find what they want most in their hearts.

Whether they are practicing in the wild or looking for their hearts in the bustling city, their purpose is the same. Every cultivator has his own reasons for practicing Taoism and his own goals, but there is one word that runs through them all. For a lifetime, that word is free and easy.

This is the freedom after letting go of everything, this is Zhang Kun's current state of mind.

Let go of everything, whether it is the rules set by the world or the traps of others, he has let go now, enjoying the moment in front of him, enjoying the process of overthrowing everything, enjoying the time in front of him.

The state of mind that was suppressed by that consciousness became more comfortable again.

"With hatred, you can't go far. Only by enjoying everything can you walk across the sky."

This is the morality he got from the black and white Taoist priests, and it was the first time he tried to let himself feel this morality.This is a piece of wealth left to him by the black and white Taoist priests, and it is also something that can really be obtained in the secret realm, a strong heart.

This indifference, this calmness, is exactly what a cultivator dreams of.With this mentality, he can prepare more calmly and do everything he can do.

Put aside the eyes blinded by hatred and suspicion, and judge the situation more accurately.

"Hello, are you here to sign up for the temple assessment?"

Zhang Kun was greeted by a well-behaved barbarian woman. If it weren't for her bronzed skin and faintly visible muscles, Zhang Kun might have mistakenly thought that she had returned to the inner soil.

"Yes."

Zhang Kun returned lightly.

"Do you have an ID card? If not, it will take ten days to verify your identity. However, the temple assessment will start tomorrow, so if you don't have an ID card, you will have to wait until the next time."

Zhang Kun naturally knew what the woman was talking about. He had been with Zhang Liner for so long and talked a lot. At least now, he was very familiar with the process of the temple assessment.

Putting the identity card Zhang Liner gave him on the table, Zhang Kun looked around.

In addition to myself, there are many other barbarians who have signed up, sitting in the hall, and seem to be discussing team formation.

(End of this chapter)