As the withered eagle continued to speak, the young man in his memory kept listening, without interrupting in any way, as if listening with relish. After the history of the human race was finished, the withered eagle spoke: "What a young man, now you understand why you exist, what is the formation of you......"

"The story told by the uncle is wonderful...... But the uncle seemed to be mistaken, and I was asking, "Why do I exist, and what formed me?" Instead of asking, "How did the Terrans come to be." The young man in white replied with two laughs.

When these words came into his ears, the whole person of the withered eagle was stunned, as if petrified...... That's right, the boy didn't ask about the history of the Terrans, so why should I talk about that....... So the withered eagle hurriedly spoke: "This is not simple, of course you were born by your mother!"

As soon as he said this, the young man in white laughed loudly, as if he hadn't been so happy for a long time.

Not only did the white-clothed young man in the story laugh, but even the people who listened to it, whether it was Yan'er or the two old men, they all laughed for a while...... Yan'er laughed and said, "Hahaha...... You'll ...... later It's funny that you don't teach anyone else in the future. ”

Hearing the laughter of the three of them, the withered eagle couldn't help but touch his head, and then muttered: "I didn't go into so much detail if I knew it...."

Then the withered eagle continued to talk about the past, and in the story, the young man in white laughed for a while and said, "Uncle, let's talk about it for me." After that, the young man in white asked, "Uncle has any regrets in this life, but does he want to go back to the past and change?"

"Young man, the answer to this question is too simple, not only me... All living beings in the world have regrets, and they all want to go back to the past and change. Withered Eagle said without even thinking about it.

Speaking of this, the withered eagle asked the three people who were listening to the story, "Do you know what the young man answered?"

The three of them shook their heads when they heard this.

Seeing this, the withered eagle deliberately imitated the voice of the young man that day, and revealed a little sadness in a low voice: "I don't have ......"

The young man in white replied like this that day, and the withered eagle immediately replied: "Impossible! There is no perfect person in the world, even the former Dao Ancestor does not dare to say that he never regrets it! Young man, don't pretend to be profound!"

The young man in white didn't answer him, but asked another question: "Uncle, if you go back to the past and change the things you regret, what do you think you are like now?"

The withered eagle did not answer, because this question will take a long time to be answered, if it really changes all the regrettable things.... What am I like now?

The three people who listened to the story also fell into deep thought for a while, if they changed the things they regretted in the past, what would they be? After thinking for a long time, Yan'er said: "It should be better, if you go back to the past and don't let the ghost clan attack the human world, now you and I are still in our hometown, and our friends will still be alive......."

Hearing Yan'er's complaint, she cried out in a clumsy voice: "Girl, we will go back." ”

"Hah, nothing.... It's just a sudden feeling of nostalgia, how can there be a new thing in the world. Yan'er replied.

Then Yan'er said to the withered eagle, "What's next?" It seems that several people are interested in the white-clothed boy in this story.

"I'm pretty much ...... you answer," Withered Eagle replied before continuing the story.

That day, the withered eagle replied: "If you change your regrets, everything is still as good as ever......"

"Ha, it seems that Uncle is still a person with a story. The young man in white laughed and said.

Immediately after that, Bai Yilang continued to speak: "Uncle, there are choices in everything in the world, for example, when you walk through the market in the morning and see bread and oil noodles, what do you choose to eat in the morning? This is a choice....... For example, if you see me thinking here, you choose to ask me, or you choose to leave, this is also a choice. ”

The young man paused for a moment and continued: "Whether it's the wrong choice that Uncle has made in the past, whether it's a major choice, or a choice to eat in the morning, it's okay to ask me if you can't open your mouth........ Actually, there is no difference between big and small. ”

The young man then sighed and said, "Everyone in the world is like an uncle, always wanting to change every wrong choice that they think is a big deal, and then they can change everything that is not good." However, everything was doomed from the beginning, from the time the uncle chose to eat noodles or cakes. ”

"Young man, can you be clearer? As if hearing something he had never heard before, the withered eagle replied immediately.

The young man in white looked at the rushing river and continued: "If the uncle chooses noodles in the morning, or chooses not to eat them, then the time will be different, and the people he meets after him will change the path he walks........

Speaking of this, the young man in white suddenly turned his head and stared at the withered eagle and said, "Uncle, do you know why I said that I don't have any regrets? Regardless of whether you think it is an important choice or an unimportant choice, all these choices constitute the unique you and me today! If I change my food in the morning, I will meet another friend, have another story, and form a new memory! And that person is not me! Now this person with countless wrong choices and unique memories is me! Choices constitute me, and memories are enough to become me!"

The withered eagle didn't understand it all, but then the white-clothed young man waved his hand and suddenly said, "Uncle, you have destroyed several worlds on the edge of this human universe! You are very smart, you know that as long as you avoid some people and then do not offend some people, then you will be fine, because no one cares about the lives of these ants........ So uncle, I'm here to kill you because I care. ”

Before the withered eagle could finish listening, he was grabbed by the young man in white in the palm of his hand, and then the young man in white continued: "I will die now if I pinch you gently, just like the worlds and creatures you have destroyed...... But I'm not going to kill you, remember what I just said? Memory is what makes up life...... So I'm going to give my uncle a new memory. ”

At this point in the story, the withered eagle suddenly stopped, then looked up at the three of them and said, "He is the most terrifying person I have ever met, more terrifying than the wind and no name....... Since then, I've started to wonder, is the withered eagle still the withered eagle?"

Hearing this, Yan'er and the three of them looked a little suspicious and said, "What did he do to you?"

"Ha........." withered eagle smiled miserably, "it's nothing, just send me to the past, and then block my memories, so that I can have some stories with the worlds that I ruined.........."

As he spoke, the withered eagle suddenly cried bitterly: "You know what? When I wake up, when I think about it...... I think back to the worlds that I destroyed with my own hands, there were warriors who guarded me, there were family members who loved me, there were my best friends, there were my cherished children...... I want to die, I want to die..."