Because his body has not recovered, coupled with the fear of robbers and robbers he may encounter on the road, Xia Dong has to choose to stay in the church temporarily, he doesn't dare to try to give himself a knife to make himself near-dead, and then rely on a false life to recover quickly, in case something happens in the middle, wouldn't he become the stupidest way to die in history?

However, Pastor Abraham was a really good man, not only providing him with free food and lodging, but also often teaching him some principles of life, although they were all from the teachings of the three supreme gods.

After a few days, although Xia Dong's body has gradually recovered, he still has no idea of leaving, he is definitely too late to rush to deliver the letter now, it is better to stay here and think about something clearly, or sort out some things, some things that have puzzled him for a long time.

"Mr. Pastor, do you think the process or the result is important? For example, if a child is dying and only a certain ritual can be cured, but at the cost of another person's life, what is the right thing to do? Sitting in the fragrant garden, feeling the life around him, Xia Dong asked Abraham next to him, and during this time, whenever he had time, he would pester, hoping to get a satisfactory answer to some question in his heart.

Pastor Abraham, who was wearing a gray-white robe, had wrinkles on his old face, and his slightly cloudy light blue eyes looked at Xia Dong with pity, in his eyes, the other party was not the graceful and awe-inspiring young man, but a poor man who was tormented by the negative emotions in his heart and was about to go crazy.

"Sharton, why do you have to be obsessed with right and wrong? This world is so great, and we are so small, there are some things that are destined to be unanswered with our wisdom, or maybe there are actually some things that are not right or wrong in the first place, just like the sun goes down and the night falls, they are two sides of the same coin, you can find out what is right and you can find out what is wrong. ”

Shaking his head, Xia Dong's fist under the stone table kept clenching and loosening, and his voice was a little dry, "If there is no right or wrong, wouldn't we have no way to face the choice?" ”

Abraham smiled slightly, "The three supreme gods say that those who do good in their hearts will do good, and those who do evil in their hearts will do evil in their deeds!" Sharton, although I don't know what you have experienced, but I can see that you are a very kind person at heart, maybe some of your actions have inadvertently hurt others, but we can never control our fate, just as we can't control the sun not to set, even if you are really guilty, the most important thing is only how to make amends, not pain and remorse, these guiltes are actually useless! ”

The Most High God says that those who do good should forgive others in order to attain peace of mind! Sharton, don't be too yourself, try to forgive yourself! ”

Listening to the old pastor's gentle words, Xia Dong suddenly became a little distracted, his thinking was a little blurred, and a few thoughts slowly appeared in his mind.

If the heart is good, is his deed good?

Should I try to forgive myself? Guilt doesn't help at all? Is it better to make up for regret?

Make up for......

In the haze, the environment around him changed, and in the blink of an eye, he seemed to be in the sea of corpses and blood that he often saw these days again, looking at the hideous ghosts around him, Xia Dong didn't make any dodging or attacking movements for the first time, he just stood quietly in place, for a while, suddenly bent down and bowed deeply, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to do this, if possible, I'm willing to do what I can to make up for all this." ”

The suffocating chill came, Xia Dong couldn't help but tremble, and then woke up in an instant, looking at Abraham, who was smiling happily in front of him, he stretched out his right hand in a daze, and looked at the palm of his hand blankly, he could feel that something strange was happening, as if something had changed in himself, all of this is difficult to describe in words, just like not taking a bath for three months, and then suddenly taking a hot bath.

This indescribable sense of relief enveloped his whole body, looking up at the blue and pure sky, taking a deep breath, he couldn't help but close his eyes in intoxication, this state is really amazing!

"Yes, it seems that the evening is worth celebrating, well, two days ago old John had struck two multi-horned deer, one of which had just been delivered yesterday, and he had to call Jack, who had enough good wine there......" Abraham's eyes narrowed slightly, and he muttered to himself happily, his long white beard twitching with the corners of his mouth as he spoke.

On breezy evenings, the normally quiet church is filled with laughter, and a bonfire is lit in the middle of the spacious garden, surrounded by a few wooden tables on which some roasted meat, some juice and home.

Around the fire, the town's only dozen or so residents sat together, eating and drinking and laughing loudly.

"Ha ......, John, although this is the eighty-third time I've heard you say this joke, I confess that I was amused by it!" A red, rosacea-nosed Jack shouted, the wooden wine glass in his hand spilling golden liquid from time to time as his body moved.

Xia Dong raised his wine glass, gestured to John with a blue Mediterranean hairstyle, and then took a big sip as well, "Great joke." ”

The latter also took a sip of wine, and then reached out to wipe the foam from the corner of his mouth, "Hey, Chardon, don't just listen to us, we old bones have lived here all our lives, and we are tired of hearing things about each other for a long time, why don't you tell me your story?" His proposal was immediately warmly echoed by everyone.

Looking at everyone's expectant expressions, Xia Dong touched his nose and said a little helplessly: "Well, in fact, my story is nothing special, well, well, I met ...... when I was in Wikicity."

"The Supreme Three Gods, Sharton, you can survive from such a terrifying warlock? The Supreme Three Gods must be very fond of you, and I salute our good luck with a cup! With that, Jack drank the glass in his hand.

Watching his movements, the men around him followed suit, and the ladies took a sip of juice meaningfully, and Xia Dong, who was watched by everyone, shrugged his shoulders and drank it dry, fortunately, thanks to the drunken dream and death life in the fortress some time ago, his current alcohol consumption is not small.

"Sharmon, keep going, what did you encounter next?"

Scratching his head, Xia Dong always felt that the situation in front of him seemed to be a little wrong, how could he feel like he was using the history of blood and tears in the past to entertain the public?

Turning his head, he looked at Pastor Abraham, who was also looking forward to it with a smile on his face, and laughed inwardly at himself.

Anyway, it's not bad to be able to bring happiness to others.

"Then I ran downstairs to see ......"

"Oh, the Most High God! How could there be such a smart goblin? ”

"Wouldn't it? Are there still three-headed hellhounds in the world? ”

"Wow, that two-headed giant is so powerful?"

"That baron is too much! Sharton, you saved his daughter, and you actually framed you! These hateful aristocrats! ”

"Wow, Shardon, you can survive the camp of atonement? We've all heard of the Fairmont Kingdom's ...... of the Camp of Atonement"

In the night, the sound of cheerful laughter was heard far and wide.