Chapter 62 [The sun is only when the sun is coming and the immortal palm moves] (Five)

When he was on the road, Jin Yang changed the route intentionally or unintentionally, and specially selected several reasonable hotels in Qingyuan City to drive. He stopped the speed of the car when he passed by, "It's okay here, three-star."

Yan Jie smiled and shook her head.

"Uh, this restaurant is good, it's still four stars..." Jin Yang made up his mind to throw her here, and hit the right wheel and was about to slide onto the hotel doorway.

Yan Jie in the back seat reached out and knocked on his car, unhappy, "Hey! Don't be so funny. Tonight, I'll go wherever you two go."

Her nonsense words made Jin Yang unable to help it anymore. She suddenly braked suddenly and turned around in anger, "Auntie! Why are you following us? I haven't offended you, are you going to do this? You have to drive me crazy?"

"Hey! Little brother! Are you still a man? You are willing to accept the loss. I haven't asked you to jump into the river yet..."

Jin Yang was furious and furious, saying unstoppable: "We are going to check in a room, and you, a big beauty, will you, follow the matter of that branch? Isn't this a cause for trouble?"

Yan Jie rushed to Leng Yuetan and said, "Little Sister Leng! Is what he said true or false?"

Leng Yuetan replied without thinking, "Really!"

Yan Jie looked at the faces of the two people carefully, frowned slightly, and said with confidence: "No, I have to follow you so that the buds of the motherland will not be destroyed too early."

Cold Moon Lake is speechless.

Jin Yang stared at Yan Jie as if she was watching a national treasure exhibition.

Yan Jie put on a pose in the back seat and smiled like a flower.

She had a look of appearance and smiled, making Jin Yang's heart numb.

To be honest, she is seductive without laughing, and she is so tempting. Coupled with her semi-curved body shape, her seductive curves are undoubtedly revealed, and she looks like a sexy little wild cat.

There was no way. Jin Yang started the car in a suffocating manner, walked along the street several times, and finally gritted his teeth and drove back to the row of gray houses.

Yan Jie was the first to jump out of the car, raised her eyes and looked at the slightly bleak courtyard wall, and said dissatisfiedly: "Your family is so great to come back long ago, it's a waste of gasoline." After that, he pushed open the courtyard gate open.

Leng Yuetan followed in with a quiet expression.

Looking at these two inexplicable women, Jin Yang stayed in the car depressedly, lit a cigarette, and sucked it hard.

Before he finished smoking, he suddenly remembered why Yan Jie, the witch, might have talked to his uncle. He was shocked and quickly got out of the car and hurried into the yard.

He saw a man and two women under the green light of the vine, and his face suddenly froze.

Uncle Jin whispered to the two girls with enthusiasm, and a book in the left hand and a beautiful woman with different appearances sat on both sides. In addition, Uncle Jin was wearing a white pajamas and lit up with yellow lights between the vines, which looked like a fairy-like immortal.

To his surprise, Yan Jie seemed to have changed her body at this time, with her sexy facial expression, smile and body movements completely updated, with a dignified and reserved face, sitting straight and not squinting.

Uncle Jin glanced at him and continued to talk to Yan Jie indifferently.

Leng Yuetan smiled at him with a rare smile, got up and pulled the chair next to her, and said softly, "Come and sit here!"

Jin Yang came to his senses, looked at Yan Jie suspiciously and walked towards the vine, and asked Uncle Jin in confusion: "What are you talking about? It's so lively?"

Leng Yuetan said: "Uncle Jin is talking about fate."

Uncle Jin turned halfway and said to Leng Yuetan: "Life is like a train to death. No matter whether it is a king, prince, general or a barbarian, or a barbarian, he cannot escape the fate of "the dust returns to dust, the soil returns to the soil."

Leng Yuetan's voice was extremely quiet and said: "Buddhism denies the theory of fatalism. The good and bad fortune of a person's life are all destined in his previous life? It is not changed by human power? Leave it to fate? This is not right."

Jin Yang saw Leng Yuetan talking for the first time, and couldn't help but widen his eyes and prick up his ears.

Leng Yuetan continued: "Buddhist talks about cause, condition, and result. Between cause and effect, the word 'responsibility' serves as a bridge."

Jin Yang couldn't help asking her, "What is fate?"

"We planted a melon seed underground, which is the cause; but if there is no sunlight, moisture, fertilizer, or manual hard cultivation, this is fate; it will affect the seeds' germination, prosperity, and bloom and bear fruit." Leng Yuetan's face is still so quiet, like a stone in a deep pool. "If a person planted good causes in his previous life, if he does not continue to practice in this life and does good deeds as a helping fate, it will affect the growth of good results, and there may not be a good harvest."

Yan Jie's eyes lit up and went out, and she said quietly: "Human destiny is caused by accidental factors, unpredictable, unpredictable, and destined, and unchangeable."

"What do you think of Jin Yang?" Leng Yuetan asked.

"I don't know." He answered frankly. His head was messy, as if the world was completely upside down. Leng Yuetan seemed to be indifferent to the world, living alone in his own belief in heaven and earth, but her worldview was actually a struggle. Yan Jie seemed to live quite moist, but her worldview was full of dark colors. What was wrong? The two of them turned completely backwards.

Uncle Jin despised: "He is the one who just needs to live a life of his life and is a one-day master."

Jin Yang said dissatisfied: "I don't believe that wealth is destined to heaven. Didn't the ancients say that there were kings, princes, generals and ministers who were still in the same way?"

Uncle Jin sarcastically said: "Although some people shouted, "Is there any kind of king, prince, general, and minister," it is not a normal social form after all, nor is it a normal struggle for life." Speaking of this, he looked at Yan Jie and said: "Our recognition of fate will only make people desperate. It not only mocks the dignity of human beings as a species, but also ruthlessly attacks the value of personal struggle. However, our culture will never make people really despair..."

Yan Jie's expression had never been so serious. She looked at this not-so-old man without blinking.

"Confucius said: 'If the seedlings are not beautiful, there will be a man; if the seedlings are not beautiful, there will be a man." Uncle Jin explained: "That is, the flowering and fruiting of a seedling depends on the acquired cultivation."

Leng Yuetan agreed: "This is what Buddhism says, 'Give merits no unjust donation'."

A bitterness flashed through Yan Jie's eyes and soon disappeared. She moved her mouth and said, "We are either confused, hardworking, selfish, or generous, and we all live in various ways. It seems that we are making choices, but in fact, no matter the process or the result, we are just drops of water flowing down the terrain. We have no right to make decisions at all."

Uncle Jin sighed and said, "Miss Yan, fate is fundamental and hard work is necessary; fatalism does not exclude subjective efforts, as the saying goes, 'Planning is in people, and success is in heaven'. If things are not planned, 'If you calculate more, you will win, and if you calculate less, you will not win, let alone have no calculations?'"

Jin Yang felt that he was about to faint. This Yan Jie was still on the water house, and that Yan Jie in the ecological farm? Or was she pretending to be crazy and stupid? He must be the latter.

"Uncle, Leng Yuetan—Uh, Director Yan!" He smiled sarcastically. "If nothing happens, you can continue to talk, I'm going to go to bed."

Leng Yuetan made a statement without hesitation: "Well! Uncle Jin! I'm tired too."

However, Yan Jie looked unsatisfied, but she wanted to say something but she held back.

Uncle Jin coughed twice and said with a clear smile: "Young people are sleepy, not like me, old man. You go, the room has been cleaned up for you. By the way, I hope Miss Yan doesn't mind the poor place and is not as good as a luxury hotel."

"How could it be! I thank Uncle Jin for not having time!" Yan Jie stood up and sighed: "It's a very interesting chat, it's not been a long time... Good night! Uncle!"

Yan Jie didn't look at Jin Yang until the beginning, and pulled Leng Yuetan's hand and walked towards the inner room.

Leng Yuetan frequently turned around, "Good night uncle! Good night Jin Yang!"

"Hey! It's a little cold," Jin Yang suddenly shrank his head and beat him up. "I'm going to sleep too!" After saying that, he lowered his head and walked into the inner room.

"Come back!" Uncle Jin shouted in a low voice.

Jin Yang sighed inwardly and returned to the vine obediently, sat down, and said aggrievedly: "I have to drive to the road tomorrow morning, take Leng Yuetan to the airport, and go to the training class..."

"Training class? Sure enough, I said, why did you think of me, kid? Humph!" Uncle Jin looked depressed.

"The conscience of heaven and earth! I used to be so shameless that I saw you, and I was taught a lesson once when I came back; I thought I could return home in glory, but who knew..." Jin Yang smiled bitterly: "To be honest, I really want to ask you for advice when I came back. There are too many troubles recently."

Uncle Jin stretched his eyebrows slightly and snorted: "Tell me!"

Jin Yang started talking in a low voice from the Baishan Police District to the senior official security guards until Jin Bi was smashed...

Unexpectedly, his uncle had no intention of giving advice or inquiries, but instead asked with interest: "Miss Leng's father is really paralyzed in bed? Is he a general worker?"

Jin Yang nodded with confusion on his face.

"No, there must be a hidden truth..." Uncle Jin shook his head fiercely and suddenly asked: "How can water change his destiny?"

Jin Yang almost wanted to hug his head and cry. His uncle always made a secret with him. Since he was a little sensible as a teenager, he was most afraid of this.

Uncle Jin didn't expect him to answer, and said to himself: "Only the water flowing down from the top of the snow-capped mountains has its own will, the broad plains, land, rivers, and nine bends and eighteen bays, let it choose the direction it wants to go."

"Yang Yang! Since you have chosen your career and want to change your destiny, you must reach the peak of the snow-capped mountain." Uncle Jin sighed: "I know why I would rather hold my pen for the rest of my life than increase the price?"

"Why?"

"Because I have surrendered to fate, my past was like Director Xiao Yan now. I saw too many dark sides and ignored the light. When I woke up, I was no longer giving me my age, and I had passed the line."

Jin Yang seems to understand but not understand.

Uncle Jin continued: "You have basically passed the performance in Wujiang. The advantage is your decisiveness in dealing with Vice Mayor Gao. When you get close to Li Gang, the biggest highlight is that foundation. Hold it firmly!"

"Foundation? I know it will be useful, but it is not as high as you said."

Uncle Jin sighed softly: "On the surface, it is just an unofficial rescue group, but there are differences between groups. Three sheep and three lions are groups. The stronger the directors of this foundation, the more resources and energy flow to them and concentrate. Even if a sheep enters the lion group, it is equivalent to having the precious power resources of the lion group. The rest depends on how you formulate and use them well."

"I understand!" Jin Yang nodded.

"As for your current suspension, based on my years of experience, this matter may not be a bad thing." Uncle Jin smiled and said, "You are at best just a chef in a luxury house. When the owner is interested, he wants to go to your territory kitchen to cook. Can you drive the owner away?"

Jin Yang smiled bitterly: "If you don't joke, I'll have nothing to say."

Uncle Jin suddenly fell silent for a while, and his eyes slowly shot towards the room where the two women had slightly lit up their lights, and said in a rare and serious tone: "Treat Miss Leng, she will be your destiny..."

"Negotiable, she?" Jin Yang almost lost his voice.

Uncle Jin glared and said, "Do you dare not believe in my knowledge of face-to-face, you have to believe in Ziwei Fighting Score. Do you miss the people and things I criticized back then?"

"Okay! OK! Don't fight with you! You are the embodiment of truth in my heart." After saying that, Jin Yang couldn't help but say, "Since you said she is a lucky star, why did I get unlucky when I met her, and all of them worked."

"Damage is where good fortune depends, good fortune is where bad fortune lies. After all, it is too early to judge now." Uncle Jin seemed to remember his past, and after a brief pause, he returned to calmness. "As for Director Yan, he is in line with your horoscope, try to avoid contact with her as much as possible..."

Jin Yang interrupted him and Shen Thumb praised: "This is the only criticism you have received from me today."

After saying that, Jin Yang got up yawning, "I'm so tired, come back next time to receive your advice! Good night!"
Chapter completed!