Ma Benzhai looked at Zheng Xian, whose eyes widened, and sighed: "Benzhen can't be found, I don't know where to go, my life is meaningless, I am ready to go to Mecca to be the most faithful servant of Allah, hoping to impress the Almighty Allah, bring Benzhen back, at least bless Benzhen to be safe." ”

Zheng Xianyan's face couldn't help but tighten when he heard this, "The truth is gone, could it be that something happened during the chaos in Kyoto some time ago?"

Some time ago, there was a great chaos in Kyoto, a large area of construction was reduced to ruins, and many people were pressed under the buildings and could not be found at all.

Ma Benzhai shook his head and said: "No, alas, earlier, alas, forget it, I'll give you this noodle restaurant, but there is a condition, you have to help me watch this pot of old soup, you can't lose it, I even gave you the property of this noodle restaurant, how about it? ”

Zheng Xian did not expect that Ma Benzhai was desperate to the point of relying on Allah to find Ma Benzhen, Zheng Xian is a typical atheist, or 'I can also become a theist', Zheng Xian will never go to God to worship Buddha, Zheng Xian firmly believes in a sentence that it is better to seek others than to seek oneself. Seeking immortals, it is better to find a way to become an immortal yourself.

When Zheng Xian was in the Sixth Division, he read a lot of philosophical books, most of which were anti-religious.

In Zheng Xian's view, because of the fear of death, there is Nirvana, because of the fear of evil, there is God, religion is the habitat of the cowardly, is the salvation ground of the helpless soul, for the real immortal cultivators, religion is just a mirage standing in the distant sky, the fake is fake after all, even if many people point to it and scream that it is the avenue.

When is it easy for a person to believe in religion and worship the gods? When he is helpless, when he encounters ups and downs, and when his life is frustrated, people at this time are the most fragile in their hearts, and the gods also take advantage of the weakness at this time and begin to dominate a person's life.

Of course, Zheng Xian doesn't have much critical thoughts about religion, and having gods as spiritual sustenance is sometimes not a bad thing, at least it doesn't turn into a psychotic in despair.

However, Zheng Xian did not agree with Ma Benzhai's hope of finding Ma Benzhen on religion and prayer, which in Zheng Xian's opinion was too negative.

Of course, Zheng Xian did not know that Allah did not just sit and watch and pray, as long as enough offerings were made, Allah would really send full moon warriors to help Ma Benzhen find his daughter.

Of course, this is a high price, requiring Ma Benzhai to dedicate his own qiē, and from then on, he has no relatives, not even his daughter, and returns to the arms of Allah, and it is precisely because of this that Ma Benzhai lightly gave up the Honsai noodle restaurant that he had run for decades and passed down for several generations. This noodle shop means nothing to him anymore.

As long as he can be sure that his daughter is still alive and can live a normal life in the future, Ma Benzhai would rather become the most loyal slave of Allah, never see his daughter again, and no longer be attracted by any existence in the world, including the beef noodles he has fought for all his life, to be precise, today is the last time Ma Benzhai cooks, for Ma Benzhai, Zheng Xian is simply the last precious guest that Allah has given him.

Originally, he was going to close the Benzhai noodle restaurant directly, but Zheng Xian came, and this Benzhai noodle restaurant was handed over to Zheng Xian, who loves to eat noodles, which is a good note.

Zheng Xian shook his head and said, "I'm sorry, I won't stay in Kyoto for too long, and I can't afford the burden of that pot of old soup." ”

Ma Benzhai couldn't help but smile bitterly when he heard this, he felt that his fate was so difficult? In Kyoto, this property is worth at least one million, and he can't even give it away?

After Ma Benzhai stabilized himself, the wrinkles on his face were much deeper, and he said solemnly again: "Zheng Xian, I'm not joking, I'm serious, this store is worth at least one million, plus the time-honored brand of my Benzhai noodle restaurant, two million is more than enough, you just nod and help me keep this pot of old soup, I will give it all to you." ”

Zheng Xian put down the chopsticks and said: "Uncle Bensai, I won't stay in Kyoto for too long, the final result of this noodle restaurant you hand over to me is that no one takes care of it, and finally the dust disappears, I think you still take care of the noodle shop yourself, as for the whereabouts of the real one, don't be so negative, look for it again, maybe you can find her? Maybe she will come back in a few days, if you leave, what if she comes back and can't find you?"

Ma Benzhai was stunned, and finally shed tears, if there really was such a day, Benzhen re-entered through this door, how good it would be.

But Ma Benzhai knew very well that his daughter was not an ordinary disappearance, but was taken away by those blood clans, originally he invited two full moon warriors, but the two full moon warriors did not help him to find his daughter, and one died.

I remember that after Heidiah came back, he was silent, always touching a bone necklace on his chest in a daze, according to Hediye, soon a large number of full moon warriors will come, but not to find his daughter, but to avenge Imam, Allah's warriors are slaughtered, it is an intolerable thing, and hatred stained with blood must be washed with blood.

As for the matter of Mabenjai's daughter, Khadiya made it clear that they could not take care of it until they took revenge, unless Mabenjai could receive the decree of Allah, and in order to obtain Allah's, he must turn himself into Allah's most faithful servant.

Ma Benzhai almost did not hesitate to agree, and tomorrow he was ready to go to Mecca, and today was the last time to see this noodle restaurant.

Ma Benzhai sighed again, and no longer continued the topic, but said: "Eat quickly, eat quickly, otherwise the noodles will have no taste." ”

Zheng Xian was really reluctant to take this delicious bite, and he seemed to know that this might be the last Honsai beef noodles he could eat. So eat extra cherished.

After a while, Zheng Xian ate three bowls by himself, Zheng Xian glanced at Ma Benzhai, Ma Benzhai laughed, and walked into the back kitchen.

Zhou Jiaojiao ate most of the bowl and put down the chopsticks, the noodles were really good, but Zhou Jiaojiao didn't have this kind of plot, so she didn't continue to eat almost.

Zhou Jiaojiao showed a look of regret on her face, and said in a low voice: "I know very well this kind of procedure, many people died in the chaos in Kyoto, and there are countless missing people, at this time, it is impossible to take care of everyone, it is estimated that hard excavation has already begun, even if there is a corpse that has been dug up and not decomposed, it has been shoveled into mud by a forklift, and it may be difficult to find Ma Benzhen." ”

Zheng Xian's memory of Ma Benzhen is still in the tightly wrapped robe, plus that pair of extraordinarily bright big eyes, and of course, the waist-length long hair, Zheng Xian has seen too many human tragedies, such an innocent girl, just disappeared without a trace, in fact, it is not a big deal, in the border where Zheng Xian was at the beginning, such a thing will happen every once in a while, and those who can find the body are lucky, and those who can't find it can only be like that.

"Do you want to help find it?" Zhou Jiaojiao asked in a low voice.

Hearing this, Zheng Xian showed a wry smile and said: "Find? How can I find it? Kyoto is so big, what can I do on my own? Besides, my days are not long, and time is ......."

Zhou Jiaojiao was nothing, but when she suddenly heard Zheng Xian say that her time was not long, she couldn't help but be stunned, when your brows were twisted, a pair of eyes stared at Zheng Xian.

Zheng Xian realized that it was too late for him to say something, but Zheng Xian didn't want to hide it from Zhou Jiaojiao for a long time, so he said: "I was not an immortal cultivator, but a cook forcibly beat his cultivation into my body, and it is precisely because of this that my cultivation foundation is unstable and I can't enter the realm of Jiedan, so I still have about two months and ten days at most...... Don't worry, don't worry...... Not as strict as you think. ”

Zheng Xian saw that Zhou Jiaojiao's eyes turned red, and he hurriedly said: "People who won't die, it's just that all the cultivation is cleared, and from then on, he will become an ordinary person." ”

Zhou Jiaojiao eased her nerves when she heard this, and the red circles under her eyes instantly dissipated, and then, a wave of anger appeared in Zhou Jiaojiao's eyes, and she was almost about to slap the table: "Why don't you tell me about such a big thing?"

Zheng Xian looked at Zhou Jiaojiao with anger, but her eyes were full of concern and said, "No chance, don't you see that I will sue you now." ”

Zhou Jiaojiao doesn't care whether Zheng Xian is an immortal cultivator or not, in fact, if Zheng Xian is not an immortal cultivator, Zhou Jiaojiao is happier, what is going on with the immortal cultivator Zhou Jiaojiao knows very well, one step into the immortal path, Shou Yuan is hundreds of years, even hundreds of years, when she thinks of Zheng Xian's youth, and she has become an old woman, Zhou Jiaojiao has all kinds of bad feelings in her heart.

The most romantic thing for a couple is to grow old together, if only she grows old, it is not a romantic thing, but a thrilling thing.

Zhou Jiaojiao really couldn't imagine that her hair was white and wrinkled, but Zheng Xian was still the same as she was now.

Zhou Jiaojiao was stunned for a moment, then her relaxed face became tense, and she glanced at Zheng Xian and asked with a slightly red face: "If you are not an immortal cultivator, then that thing can't change seventy-two, right?"

Seventy-two changes?

Immediately, Zheng Xian understood, if it weren't for Ma Benzhai's mood in the back kitchen, he would almost laugh out loud.

Zheng Xian stabilized his feelings and then sighed and said: "Of course not, when the time comes, I will be an ordinary person, not to mention seventy-two changes, there will only be two changes." ”

"Huh? Both work together. Zhou Jiaojiao showed a reluctant expression.

Zheng Xian snorted, "One soft and one hard, these two changes are really a bit ordinary." ”

Zhou Jiaojiao couldn't help but blush, unwilling to continue such a lewd topic, for Zheng Xian's thing will not change seventy-two, Zhou Jiaojiao doesn't care so much, women are emotional animals, men are physical animals, for Zhou Jiaojiao, obviously growing old with Zheng Xian is the most important thing.

At this time, Ma Benzhai served four bowls of beef noodles again, this time the beef noodles were more sufficient, and there were two more slices of beef on top.

It's not that Ma Benzhai is stingy, and he is reluctant to give up a few slices of beef, but it's boring if there is too much meat.

Zheng Xian didn't say a word, picked up the noodles and ate them, but remembered someone in his heart, his English teacher, Zhang Keer, he once wanted to pull Zhang Keer out of the abyss of the blood clan, but Zhang Keer fell deeper and deeper, Zheng Xian only remembered now, Zhang Keer named his cats Batman, it seems that she herself has a kind of blood inheritance, otherwise how could Batman and cats be linked?

But now he is powerless, Zheng Xian's time is limited, and what he can do is even more limited, so he can only pick up what he can do to do. The doppelganger lacks skills!