Raised a house of obsession

Chapter 126 Organization of "The Way of Heroes"

The freedom brought about by "following one's heart" is not unlimited. It doesn't mean killing people when they want to, or doing whatever they want.

This is to go to extremes and become a crooked path.

"Even walking the right way is difficult. Some people think that the society is dark and they have some abilities, so it's better to use martial arts to break the ban and do justice for the heavens. In the Great Xia Kingdom, there are especially many people of this type."

In the former Great Xia Kingdom, there was a criminal organization called "The Way of Chivalry", which pursued "Xiaxia", and tried to use lynching to punish some dark sides of society. .

In the end, the "Xiazhidao" organization was naturally under strong siege by the government.

"However, the 'Xia' organization was not banned because of the encirclement and suppression. On the contrary, it disbanded on its own one day due to differences in ideas."

Li Xianfeng talked about these past events, and said with emotion, "It's easy to say, but it's actually very difficult."

"The chivalrous organization is very strong, and the internal divisions are equally huge. Facing the same villain, the internal members have different opinions." Li Xianfeng sighed, and said: "Your master, Lao Ye, used to be a 'xia' ' a member of the organization."

"But the world is complex and diverse. What you see with your eyes and hear with your ears may not be truly true."

"What if you do something wrong that wrongs a good person? It's a bad thing done with good intentions, and it's easy to get discouraged, right?"

Li Xianfeng laughed again at the end: "However, if you confirm something, do it secretly and don't make it public. Don't let others know. The most important thing is to be happy."

Zhou Yi nodded. The channel for him to understand information is different from others. The authenticity of the information is guaranteed to a large extent through the way of reading from memory.

……

That afternoon, Zhou Yi, who had already figured out a lot of things, met Wu Zhenyu again.

He was in a labor reform room, using a pedal sewing machine to hem fabrics.

"Tu Tu Tu!"

"Tu Tu Tu!"

The sound in this workshop is very noisy, but it brings a sense of order. If it weren't for the shackles on the feet, who would have thought that all the people working here were prisoners?

They can produce a lot of masks, clothes, dolls, carpets, and some plush toys every day.

Although Wu Zhenyu has a bad temper, his skills in using a sewing machine are quite good, his hands and feet are flexible, and his work efficiency is much higher than that of other prisoners.

It is said that during the year here, he lived frugally and made a lot of money.

"How much did you earn in the past year?" Zhou Yi asked with a smile.

"There are probably 1000 people here, which is quite a lot. He can save more than [-] every month, which is more than most prisoners." An inspector smiled and said: "He is very agile with his hands and feet." , works faster than others. He is very thrifty and basically does not consume anything except necessary daily necessities."

"We will keep some of it here for him and return it to him when he is released from prison."

"Other prisoners would buy some clothes or something, but he saved a lot."

Zhou Yi smiled and said, "He's working outside, so he can't save so much money."

"Wu Zhenyu, stop for a moment, someone is looking for you."

"Oh, here we come."

Under the supervision of two staff members, Zhou Yi greeted him into a small room.

"Wu Zhenyu, do you like this sewing machine job very much? I think you are doing it very seriously, and you are not as impetuous as before."

"It's not like I like it, but I'm used to it."

Wu Zhenyu sat down. After yesterday's conversation, he was no longer a stranger to Zhou Yi and told some of his past events.

The children of poor people have long been in charge of the family, and their father is a fool. If he can take care of himself, eat, drink, and defecate, it is already very good, but he cannot provide much financial support.

In order to collect tuition fees, Wu Zhenyu had to work odd jobs in a nearby factory to supplement his family's living expenses.

It happened that there were many textile factories in their town, so he already knew how to use the sewing machine.

There is a factory opened by his relatives, and the wages will not be in arrears.

"Sewing the lines neatly gives me a sense of order and tranquility. Moreover, these tasks are calculated on a piece-by-piece basis. Every time a piece is completed, I feel a little sense of accomplishment."

Zhou Yi nodded, this may be an instinctive way to relax, which can appease his irritable heart.

He asked again: "How did you sleep last night? Did you have any nightmares?"

Wu Zhenyu was stunned for a moment: "I slept pretty well."

He had a dream last night, in which he chatted with Zhou Yi for a long time.

The most memorable sentence is: So you don’t need to worry about anything, because you are also pretty handsome, 1.8 meters tall, with a good figure, good grades, and it’s okay if a girl likes it.

A girl actually liked me! !
Even if I was just dreaming, I was happy for a long time.

It's a pity, after waking up, I couldn't help sighing.

Nothing has happened yet, it has come to an end, and there will be no more stories to happen.

Wu Zhenyu knew this very well.

What is the identity of the girl?What is his identity, he is a prisoner!Prisoners in the Western Institute!

But no matter what, his good impression of Zhou Yi was established.

Getting along with people is sometimes that simple.

Zhou Yi came to help him, and if he rejected this opportunity, he would regret it for the rest of his life.

"I'm here this time, and there are a few things I want to explain to you."

Zhou Yi didn't waste any time, sat down on the chair and said straight to the point: "During my examination yesterday, you may have some dreams, but don't worry, this is normal."

"I found that there is a big thing growing in your spiritual world, which seriously affects your mind. As long as someone or something is mentioned, you can't help but get angry and lose your sanity."

"I don't need to say more about what it is. I believe you know why it drives you crazy."

"This thing grows deep in your soul. It's equivalent to a tumor on the soul level. You have to find a way to cut it off." Zhou Yi stretched out a hand and made a cutting motion.

Wu Zhenyu immediately tensed up, his face turned red, and when he recalled the past, there was a ball of anger brewing in his chest.

take a deep breath...

take a deep breath...

In the workshop next door, the sound of the sewing machine was "chug-chug", and neat lines were created one after another. In this noisy environment, the anger in my heart was slowly suppressed.

He swallowed forcefully, and said in a hoarse voice, "Tumor? Then...how do you cut it?"

(End of this chapter)