Although Leng Zongzheng has a residence in the college, the place Zhou Wen went to this time was not in the college, but in an inconspicuous small courtyard in the old district of Luoyang City.
The small yard is very ordinary, because the nearby area is very humid, moss grows at the base of the wall, and there are many ivy-like plants on the wall.
The house inside is also a red brick structure that was common in the past. Although it is very clean, it can't hide the traces of time. Some of the bricks on the walls are already showing signs of weathering.
"Principal Leng, I'm Zhou Wen. Are you at home?" Zhou Wen knocked on the door.
"Come in." Leng Zongzheng's voice came from inside the house. When Zhou Wen pushed the door open and went in, Leng Zongzheng moved a pot of cactus out of the house.
"Principal Leng, is this your home?" Zhou Wen looked around at the inside of the house and saw that all the decorations inside were outdated, but not old, giving people a mediocre and shabby feeling.
This is very different from the feeling Leng Zongzheng gave Zhou Wen. Leng Zongzheng is a bit aristocratic in both appearance and behavior, and his life soul is something as powerful as the Magic Piano Throne, so it always makes people I feel that Leng Zongzheng is a person who pays great attention to the quality of life and details and should not live in such a mediocre home.
In this yard, Zhou Wen couldn't see anything special at all. It looked like some household items, and there were even a lot of street stalls.
"I lived here when I was a child. This is my grandfather's old house." Leng Zongzheng placed the cactus next to him, patted the dust on his hands, and continued: "I didn't like this place very much before. I always felt that I had to stand out. , I must live in a beautiful big house and live like a human being. But then I don’t know when, I suddenly felt that I was more comfortable living here, so I moved back.”
"You should be returning to your original nature, right?" Zhou Wen said.
Leng Zongzheng glanced at Zhou Wen, curled his lips and said: "What does it mean to return to nature? To put it bluntly, it means that I have eaten too much braised pork and want to eat vegetables to relieve my tiredness. I haven't reached that step yet. I still have many good things. I haven’t tasted it yet, and I’m not tired of it yet.”
After saying that, Leng Zong sat down on the wooden stool in the yard, basking in the sun and continued: "I have also thought about why I want to move back. In terms of comfort, this place is definitely not as good as the one I lived in." In terms of convenience, this place is not convenient anywhere. The environment is good and quiet, but it is far inferior to the villa I bought before. The neighbors here are nice and humane. In fact, it is not the case. There are no people here anymore. The old neighbors are gone. Even if they are still there, I don’t have a good impression of them. I don’t like them from the bottom of my heart.”
"Then why do you like living here?" Zhou Wen asked curiously.
"I have thought about this issue for a long time, and later I determined that the reason why I like living here is because I am afraid." Leng Zongzheng said.
"Afraid?" Zhou Wen became even more puzzled.
In terms of safety, this place is far inferior to the academy. There are no defensive measures at all. It is just a dilapidated old city. A random person with a fear level can turn this place into ruins with one hand.
"Yes, fear." Leng Zongzheng said: "Everyone is afraid of death, but the degree is different. Some people rank the fear of death first, while some people rank the fear of death behind some things. So when you encounter certain things, you will appear not to be afraid of death. But in fact, no one is not afraid of death, but he has encountered something that scares him more than death, so whether he dies or not is not that important."
As Leng Zongzheng spoke, he took out a lighter and a cigarette from his pocket, skillfully popped out a cigarette, held it in his mouth, lit the cigarette, then took a sip and closed his eyes, seemingly enjoying himself.
Zhou Wen stared at Leng Zongzheng blankly. This was so different from the impression Leng Zongzheng usually gave him. If he didn't know that this was Leng Zongzheng, looking at his appearance, he would have thought he was some decadent middle-aged uncle who liked gambling and drinking.
After a while, Leng Zongzheng closed his eyes and basked in the sun and continued: "Then I thought about it carefully and found that my fear of death should be ranked third. Before death, there are two other things. Before, if I had a choice between those two things, I would rather choose death."
"Are you here because you are afraid of those two things happening?" Zhou Wen asked.
Who knew that Leng Zongzheng shook his head and said, "No, those two things have already happened."
Zhou Wen looked at Leng Zongzheng blankly, wondering what he wanted to say.
Leng Zongzheng continued: "I used to be afraid that I would become like my parents, but now, I am essentially no different from them. I used to be afraid that my grandpa would leave me, and then the world would be a mess. I am left alone, but that day still comes. I live here because I am afraid of being alone, but in fact, I have always been alone."
Zhou Wen didn't know what to say. He occasionally had some thoughts about what Leng Zongzheng said, but they were not as clear as Leng Zongzheng thought.
But looking at Leng Zongzheng, Zhou Wen felt that this Principal Leng was not as difficult to get along with as he had imagined before.
Leng Zongzheng took another sip from his cigarette, pressed the half-remaining cigarette on the cement flower bed next to him, extinguished the sparks, and flicked it into the trash can.
"Living here gives me an inexplicable sense of security. It feels like this is my little world. As long as I hide here, I don't need to worry about anything or worry about anything. As long as I have a good sleep, it seems like All bad things will disappear on their own."
Having said this, Leng Zongzheng smiled mockingly to himself: "But in fact, nothing can be solved. It's just self-deception."
"It can't be said that people need a pure land in their hearts to cultivate and restore their souls. Maybe this place won't really help you solve your problems, but this place can make your mind peaceful and enable you to It is important to face those problems with a calm mind," Zhou Wenzhengrong said.
"You're right." Leng Zongzheng said, and suddenly stretched out his palm and pressed it on the wall next to him. The entire courtyard and house collapsed in an instant, turning into fragments and rising into the sky.
"You...what are you doing..." Standing among the ruins, with the rubble around him rising continuously, Zhou Wen looked at Leng Zongzheng blankly, wondering why he would do this.
Among the broken and rising fragments, Leng Zongzheng turned and left, saying as he walked: "As you said, everyone has a pure land of self-escape in their hearts. It is a place of fear that is closer to the soul than death. If one day , you meet an enemy who does not put the fear of death first, then you should think about how to find the piece of pure land that belongs to him, kill people and kill people, sometimes heart-killing is more terrifying than killing people. You can do anything Well, you are too kind, and sometimes kindness is also a sin."
"Kill...kill the heart..." Zhou Wen stood in the ruins, looking at Leng Zongzheng's retreating back, and there seemed to be some emotion surging in his heart.
