My right eye is mutated

Chapter 190 Uncontrollable Emotions, and Nanshan Woodcutter?

ears,

Mountains and tsunamis.

in front of you,

Hate is rampant.

Zhou Buzhou pursed his lips, pinned the Zhanlu sword on his waist, turned and left.

It's just that the moment he left, there was a trace of inexplicable confusion in his heart.

He began to doubt the right or wrong of what he was doing...

Maybe it's because the university studies philosophy.

He couldn't help thinking about some complicated things.

He was asking himself, is his behavior any different from Dana the Caped Man at the International Scramble that day?

Perhaps, the only difference is.

The man in the cloak was forced by the half-breed venerable, but Zhou Buzhou voluntarily.

sacrifice……

Always have to sacrifice some people!

But why wasn't he the one who sacrificed himself?
and also,

Was what he did right?
For 100 billion, come here to kill.

It is correct from his standpoint, but what about from the standpoint of the Shadow Guards?

That is unfair!
Because he wanted to achieve his own ideas, he chose to come here to kill.

Then,

In order to achieve his idea that day, Ling Jie took advantage of the loopholes in the rules to attack him in every possible way, and it may be right to stand in Zero Jie's position.

But standing in his position is wrong!

It is a huge injustice!
What is justice?

What is injustice?

what is right
what is wrong?
As Zhou Buzhou was walking, he suddenly raised his hands and looked towards his own hands.

He suddenly felt that his hands were extremely dirty.

It was so dirty that it couldn't be cleaned anyway.

But he felt vaguely that something was wrong.

He shouldn't be such an indecisive person!

He has always been ruthless, and has always been that when people treat me well, they will repay them a hundred times, and when people treat me badly, they will repay them a thousand times.

How could she be so indecisive and benevolent all of a sudden?

this emotion...

It doesn't seem to be what he should have, but it seems to be forced on him!
Zhou Buzhou was shocked.

Trying my best to keep my true heart in the kind of self-blame and indecision woman's benevolence that wants to drown myself.

Madonna?

Zhou Buzhou sneered.

How could it be such a virgin all of a sudden?

He really felt that this was not in line with his state of mind, not in line with his will!

Ever since he chose this path, he knew what he was going to face, what he was going to do, and what he was going to be!
He has already realized it!
With such awareness, he shouldn't have started to suffer in his heart after killing a few people.

Especially killing a few people he thought should be killed, especially not killing these people would not be able to achieve his goal!
Should not be!

But the guilt, self-blame, and self-doubt in my heart became more and more intense.

Zhou Buzhou pressed his sword with his right hand, suddenly looked towards the sky, and roared:

"The world is a sea of ​​suffering. I will never turn back to the other shore, I will go straight to the other shore!"

As if he was anesthetizing himself, aiming at the rootless self-doubt, he once again roared with vows:

"Even if you get your hands dirty."

"Anyway, I am alone, and my life is for this world, for this common people."

"If you die, then let's stop talking about it!"

"My heart is like a sword, never twists and turns!"

The moment he finished shouting, Zhou Buzhou felt that the attributes of the Holy Mother in his heart really faded away.

It seems that there is indeed a problem with that emotion.

But at this time,
He faintly heard a sigh like a whisper in the wind.

"Hey--"

Then,

Xianglin Mountain, which was no longer inhabited, suddenly heard an old voice.

"How are you sure you're right?"

Zhou Buzhou suddenly woke up.

Pressing the sword with his right hand, he turned and looked vigilantly at the place where the sound came from.

It was an old man dressed as a farmer.

But the strange thing is that this old man does not have the careful temperament of a farmer, but has a temperament that seems to be indifferent to the world of mortals, ethereal and independent of the world.

Especially those eyes, extremely deep and bright.

It seems to be a general existence after farming the land.

Zhou Buzhou's face was full of vigilance: "Who are you?"

The old man chuckled: "Don't be nervous, old man, I'm just a woodcutter in Nanshan."

Zhou Buzhou paused slightly: "Nanshan?"

Is this Nanshan?

The old man also paused for a while, then smiled indifferently: "I am originally a woodcutter in Nanshan, but I came to Xianglin Mountain to enjoy the fragrant forests all over the mountain, what's wrong?"

Zhou Buzhou was suspicious.

But he really couldn't sense any true energy from the old farmer.

Without true energy, one is an ordinary person.

But this person in front of him really doesn't look like an ordinary person.

Zhou Buzhou quickly asked silently in his heart:
Isn't this person a cultivator?
The black smoke in front of the right eye did not move at all.

There was no movement at all.

Not to mention any numbers!
Zhou Buzhou's heart sank slightly: Is this person a cultivator?

Still no response from black smoke.

Could it be that the black smoke is broken?

0%.

!

Zhou Buzhou was extremely shocked.

So this person is not a cultivator?
The black smoke didn't respond again.

Zhou Buzhou turned pale with shock, and suddenly drew his sword.

The old man paused slightly, but he was not afraid at all: "Don't be too nervous, I just want to ask you, how can you be sure that your thinking is right?"

Zhou Buzhou was silent.

How can you be sure that your thinking is right?

There's really no way to be sure with logic.

After all, right and wrong are originally based on the set of moral standards of human beings.

If you really want to talk about right and wrong...

After overthrowing the moral standard, is there still right or wrong?
The old man chuckled: "I'll ask you again, old man's son, how can you be sure that your actions must be right?"

Zhou Buzhou looked up: "I think it's right, then it's right!"

The old man chuckled: "Really?"

"The old man asked you, if you were walking by the side of the road and saw a beggar, you would give him one or two... 100 yuan, is that right?"

Zhou Buzhou was silent: "It depends on the specific situation."

The old man looked at Zhou Buzhou with an expression of all ears.

Zhou Buzhou looked around and began to answer:
"If he is a real beggar, this is the right thing to do, but if he is not a real beggar, this is wrong!"

The old man shook his head.

"If he is a real beggar, you are right to give him money now, but what about the future?"

"He will gradually get used to this kind of reaping for nothing, and then he will not think about making progress and beg for life... This is wrong."

"If you give money to a fake beggar, it is wrong at this time."

"But if things go on like this, although he is wrong, he may be able to give his offspring a better environment. With a better environment, his offspring will naturally be exposed to the right things, and his offspring will give back to society. , that's right..."

"All right and wrong are not in the present!"

"So, can you really be sure you're doing the right thing?"

"Are you really sure that what you did was wrong?"

"You can't be sure what you do, how can you be sure what you think is right or wrong?"

(End of this chapter)