The freedom brought by "Shixin" is not infinite, it does not mean killing people if you want to, and do whatever you want.

This is going to the extreme and turning into a wrong path.

"It is difficult to even follow the right path. Some people think that society is dark and they have some abilities, so it is better to break the ban with martial arts and practice the way for heaven. In the Daxia Kingdom, there are especially many people of this type."

In the former Daxia Kingdom, a criminal organization called "The Way of Heroes" appeared, pursuing "The Way of Heroes" and trying to use lynching to punish some dark side of society...

In the end, this "Hello Way" organization was naturally subjected to strong official encirclement.

"However, the 'Xia' organization was not banned because of encirclement and suppression. Instead, it was disbanded on its own due to disagreement of ideas."

Li Xianfeng talked about these past events and sighed, "It is very simple to say when he sees injustice, but it is actually very difficult."

"The Xia Organization is very strong, and the internal differences are also huge. Facing the same evil person, the views among internal members are different." Li Xianfeng sighed and said, "Your master, Lao Ye, was once a member of the Xia Organization."

"But this world is complex and diverse. What you see with your eyes and hear with your ears is not necessarily true."

"What if you do something wrong that wrongly accuses a good person? That is, if you do something bad with good intentions, you will easily be discouraged, right?"

Li Xianfeng laughed again at the end of his speech: "But if you confirm something, then just secretly and don't make a statement. Don't let others know, it's the most important thing to be happy."

Zhou Yi nodded. His channels for understanding information are different from others. Through memory reading, the authenticity of the information is greatly guaranteed.

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

He was in a labor reform room, using his foot-stitching car to scrub the fabric.

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The sound in this workshop is very noisy, but it brings a sense of order. If it weren't for the shackles on his feet, who would have thought that all the people working here would be 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 sewing cars are quite good, his hands and feet are flexible, and his work efficiency is much higher than other prisoners.

It is said that this year I saved money and made a lot of money.

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

"There may be 18,000 people here, and there are quite a few. They can save more than 1,000 every month, which is more than most prisoners." A supervisor smiled and said, "He has quick hands and feet and works faster than others. He is very saving. He basically does not consume any other people except for necessary daily necessities."

"There is still a part of it. We will save it for him when we are released from prison."

"The other prisoners will buy some clothes or something, but he saved a lot."

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

"Wu Zhenyu, stop for a while, someone will look for you."

"Oh, here we come."

Under the supervision of the two staff members, Zhou Yi called him to a small room.

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

"I can't say I like it, but I'm used to it."

Wu Zhenyu sat down. After yesterday's conversation, he was no longer unfamiliar with Zhou Yi and told him about his past.

The poor children have long been in the family, and the father is a fool. It is already good to be able to take care of himself and eat, drink, defecate and urinate, and it cannot provide much money.

In order to collect the tuition fees, Wu Zhenyu had to do odd jobs in the factory next to him to subsidize his daily life.

It just so happens that there are many textile factories in their town, so he has already known how to use sewing machines.

There is a factory that is owned by his relatives, so the salary will not be deducted.

"Handling the lines neatly and neatly gives me a sense of order and quietness. And these tasks are calculated according to pieces, and whenever one piece is completed, I feel a little bit of accomplishment."

Zhou Yi nodded. This might be an instinctive way of relaxation that can soothe his irritable heart.

He asked again: "How did you sleep last night? Didn't you have nightmares?"

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

Last night he had a dream, dreaming of chatting 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 quite handsome, 1.8 meters tall, good figure, and good grades. It doesn’t matter if you like girls.

Some girls have liked me!!

Even if I was just dreaming, I was happy for a long time.

What a pity, after waking up, I couldn't help but sigh.

Nothing happened yet, it has reached the end, and no more stories will happen again.

Wu Zhenyu knew this very well.

What is the identity of a girl? What is his identity? He is a prisoner! He is imprisoned in the West!

But no matter what, his favorability towards Zhou Yi has been established.

Sometimes it is that simple to get along with people.

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

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

Zhou Yi didn't talk nonsense, sat directly on the chair and said straight to the point: "Yesterday I was checking, you might have some dreams, but don't worry, this is a normal phenomenon."

"I found that something big has grown in your spiritual world, which seriously affects your consciousness. As long as you mention someone or something, you will be angry and lose your mind."

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

"This thing grows deep in your soul, which is equivalent to a tumor at the soul level. You have to find a way to cut it off." Zhou Yi stretched out his hand and made a cutting action.

Wu Zhenyu immediately tensed his body, blushed and red. When he recalled the past, anger continued to brew on his chest.

Take a deep breath...

Take a deep breath...

In the next work room, the sound of the sewing machine was "bang" and neat lines were created one by one. In this noisy environment, the anger in my heart was slowly suppressed.
Chapter completed!