f doubt in his eyes. He looked down at the center of the meeting and saw the bloody figure wearing Zhu Bajie's mask, and his pupils suddenly contracted.his body trembled uncontrollably.the body of the...Zhou Ping's body trembled slightly, and he looked at Zuo Qing's eyes.

Zuo Qing cleared his throat and said slowly in Ye Fan's tone, "Zhou Ping, you don't need to feel guilty or feel sorry for me. It was my own decision to change my life, and you don't have to pay any responsibility for it.

after my death, Zuoqing will block the news of my change of life, claiming to be self-seated, that no one will know that you are still alive, no one will pay attention to you, and no one will force you to perform any so-called duties.

you have died once for me and for the summer, and now that I give my life back to you, you can choose to be yourself and live the life you want.

in this life, you are no longer a great Xia Jiansheng, and you don't have to live for anyone.

stay in that local restaurant, feel at ease as a waitress, find a kind and gentle woman, marry and start a family, you can do whatever you want.

if one day, Daxia really suffers from the crisis of extinction, maybe you can help it as much as you can. If you like. "

Zuo Qing's voice fell, and Zhou Ping bowed his head and fell silent.

Zuo Qing said nothing more, but bowed his head to eat silently, waited until the dishes and rice in the bowl were clean, then left a few pieces of money on the table and stood up slowly.

"I have already brought all the words of Ye Fan. I will not bother you again in the future. Goodbye."

with that, Zuoqing turned and pushed open the door of the restaurant, and his figure disappeared into the alley.

Zhou Ping looked at the empty plates and bowls in front of her. Instead of getting up to clean them up, Zhou Ping just sat there quietly, stunned.

he did not expect that he would come back in this form, let alone that Ye Fan had sacrificed his life in order to save him.

when he learned what had happened from the mouths of several heroes, he only felt that his whole brain had turned into a paste and his heart felt unspeakable. Sacrifice Ye Fan for his life, which is not what he wants.

but it has already happened.

Zhou Ping is out of his mind now.

the elegant fragrance of vegetables suddenly penetrated into his nasal cavity and pulled his confused thoughts back. He turned his head and saw his third uncle standing beside him with two dishes and a soup.

"third Uncle." Zhou Ping spoke blankly.

the third uncle unhurriedly put the food on the table in front of him, handed him a pair of chopsticks, and then sat down in the seat opposite him, holding the old cadre's teacup and gently blowing the heat in the cup.

"come on, you've been away from home for such a long time. You should miss the food at home, right" He said with a smile.

Zhou Ping stared at the steaming dishes in front of him, somewhat dazed, holding chopsticks and nodding his head gently.

"mm-hmm."

"eat more."

"good."

Zhou Ping picked up several dishes with chopsticks and ate them calmly.

familiar environment, familiar people, familiar taste. For a moment, Zhou Ping even felt that he had gone back to the quiet time of a few months ago.

"are you tired after being busy outside for so long" The third uncle looked at Zhou Ping and asked.

". Tired. "

"the outside world is always more tired than at home." The third uncle paused. "well, do you want to go back"

Zhou Ping's hand picked up food with a slight meal.

"I. I don't know. " He said bitterly.

the third uncle held the teacup and looked at him for a long time, then grinned.

"in fact, my third uncle has already planned your future path.

you are not talkative, and you are clumsy in cooking. You may not be able to inherit this restaurant in the future. The third uncle has made up his mind. When I have made enough money and the shop is running out of time, we will sell the restaurant and go to the suburbs to buy two small houses of 100 square meters.

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one for you to marry, the other for my old age.

with a house, you can work wherever you want, or as a waitress in another place. We don't have to earn too much money. Xijin is not a big city. If you earn enough money to spend, you can get a wife.

when the third uncle goes to find the matchmakers in our village, he will tell you a wife. She doesn't have to be very good-looking, but she must be virtuous, able to take care of you, and filial piety. After all, my third uncle has no children. When I am old and alone, I can only count on you and your young couple.

in a few years, my third uncle will be at home by myself, stir-frying two dishes when he is free, and go next door with roast chicken and beer to meet your young couple. Isn't it very comfortable for us to have a drink and chat together and take care of the children for you

We don't want to make a lot of money, we don't want to get ahead, as long as we live our lives safely. "

while eating food, Zhou Ping imagined the future depicted by his third uncle, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

the third uncle took a sip of tea and continued:

"it's normal for young people to get confused when things happen. It always takes time to think, but the most important thing is to ask yourself who you really are."

what I just said is only my third uncle's own fantasy. You are so old that you no longer have to be bound by my thoughts. You still have to go your own way in the future.

if you want to stay and live safely for the rest of your life, your third uncle can guarantee that you will not be aggrieved in this city.

if you want to leave and go outside, your third uncle may not be able to help you, but when you get tired one day, come back here. The third uncle can still arrange you properly. "

the third uncle, holding the teacup of the veteran cadre, said confidently, as if at this moment he was no longer the owner of a small restaurant, but a big shot in Xijin.

Zhou Ping finished eating all the food and put down his chopsticks. Somehow, his eyes were a little moist.

he looked up at the sky outside the door, his eyes flashing with complexity.

from the heart.

he stretched out his hand and gently put it on his chest, as if to ask himself, what kind of life do you want

is to settle down on the outskirts of the city, marry and have children, and live a safe life,

or...

at this moment, many images flashed through his mind.

in the dim underground garage, the men stood behind him, bowed deeply and said in unison, "Please the Great Summer Sword."

in the fog, Lin Qinight and others drove through the clouds in front of the two gods, smiling and telling him that there was no need for doubt or fear, because he was the one walking in front of mankind. In the magnificent Buddhist hall of

, the golden Buddha sitting on the ground looked at the black coffin and smiled silently.

his chest, the powerful beating of the glazed heart, this body built for him, capable of carrying the power of the law, trembles gently with the beating of the glazed heart, as if expecting something.

after a moment, Zhou Ping's eyes gradually brightened.

his heart, his body, his laws, and his sword. All this did not exist to allow him to spend the rest of his life quietly on the outskirts of the city.

everything about him is made to cut off gods.

if you just bury your head in the ground, don't look at the crises that are close at hand, and want to save yourself through life. What's the difference between this and escapism

the heart of his sword, and his body of chopping God, will not agree. high, and now it is teetering under the impact of Chen Yangrong's power.felt the terrible fluctuation of power, and Lin Qinight's brow frowned slightly."his mind has been completely eroded by that ma...