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, and you don't need to feel sorry for me, changing my life is a decision made by me, and you don't have to pay any responsibility for it."

After my death, Zuo Qing will block the news of my change of life, claiming that it is self-sitting, 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 already died once for me, for Great Xia, 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 the Great Xia Sword Saint, and you don't have to live for anyone.

Stay in that local restaurant, work as a waiter with peace of mind, find a kind and gentle woman, get married and start a family, you can do whatever you want......

If one day, Great Xia really encounters a crisis of annihilation, maybe you can take action and help it within the scope of your ability...... If you will. ”

Zuo Qing's words fell, and Zhou Ping lowered his head and fell into silence.

Zuo Qing didn't say anything more, just silently lowered his head to eat, and when the dishes and rice in the bowl were clean, he left a few pieces of money on the table and slowly stood up.

"Ye Fan's words, I have already brought them, I will not bother you again in the future, goodbye."

After speaking, Zuo Qing turned around and pushed open the door of the restaurant, and his figure disappeared into the alleyway.

Zhou Ping looked at the empty plates and bowls in front of him, didn't get up to clean up, just sat there quietly, stunned.

He didn't expect that he would come back in this form, and he didn't expect that in order to save him back, Ye Fan would sacrifice his life.

When he learned what had happened from the mouths of several Heroic Spirits, he only felt that his whole brain had turned into a mess, and his heart was unspeakably uncomfortable...... Sacrificing Ye Fan in exchange for his life was not what he wanted.

But, everything has already happened.

Zhou Ping's mind is very messy now.

The elegant fragrance of vegetables suddenly penetrated his nose, pulling his chaotic thoughts back, and he turned his head to see the third uncle standing beside him with two dishes and one soup.

"Third uncle......" Zhou Ping said blankly.

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

"Eat, I've been away from home for so long, I should miss the dishes at home, right?" He said with a smile.

Zhou Ping stared at the steaming dishes in front of him, a little dazed, he took the chopsticks and nodded slightly.

"Hmm."

"Eat more."

"Okay."

Zhou Ping picked up a few dishes with chopsticks and ate them with a sullen head.

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

"You've been out there for so long, aren't you tired?" The third uncle looked at Zhou Ping and asked.

“…… Tired. ”

"The outside world is always more tiring than at home." The third uncle paused, "Then, do you still want to go back?" ”

Zhou Ping's hand paused slightly.

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

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

"Actually, the third uncle has already planned your future path before.

You don't like to talk, and you're clumsy when cooking, so you probably won't be able to inherit this restaurant in the future...... The third uncle has thought about it, and when I make enough money and this shop is about to fail, we will sell this restaurant, and then go to the suburbs to buy two small houses of 100 square meters.

One set for you to marry a wife, and one for me to provide for the elderly.

With a house, where do you want to work, or change places to be a waiter, you can do it, we don't have to make too much money, Xijin is not a big city, and the money you earn is enough to spend, and you can marry a daughter-in-law.

When the third uncle goes to find the matchmakers in our village before, he will tell you a wife, you don't have to look too good-looking, but you must be virtuous, can take care of you, and be filial, after all, the third uncle I have no children, and when I am old and alone, I can only count on you as a young couple.

In a few years, the third uncle and I will be at home by myself, stir-fry two dishes when I am idle, carry roast chicken and beer to find you next door, let's have a drink and chat together, and help you take care of the children by the way, isn't it very comfortable?

We don't want to make a lot of money, we don't want to get ahead, we just need to live our lives in peace......"

While eating the dishes, Zhou Ping imagined the future depicted by the third uncle, and a smile faintly appeared on the corner of his mouth.

The third uncle took a sip of tea and continued:

"It's normal for young people to be confused when they encounter things, and they always need time to settle down and think, but the most important thing is to ask yourself about your own heart.

What I just said is just my third uncle's own fantasy, you are already so old, you don't have to be bound by my ideas anymore, you still have to go your own way in the future.

If you want to stay and live this life in peace, the third uncle can ensure that you are not wronged in this city;

If you want to leave and go outside, the 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 held the old cadre's teacup and said confidently, as if at this moment he was no longer the owner of a small restaurant, but a big man in Xijin City.

Zhou Ping finished all the food and put down his chopsticks, for some reason, his eyes were a little moist.

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

Conscience......

He stretched out his hand and gently placed it on his chest, as if asking himself, what kind of life do you really want?

is to stand in the suburbs of the city in peace, marry a wife and have children, and live a life in peace.

Still is......

At this moment, many images flashed through his mind.

In the dimly lit underground garage, those people stood behind him, bowed deeply, and said in unison, "Please slash the Great Xia Sword Saint";

In the mist, Lin Qiye and the others drove the clouds in front of the twin gods, and told him with a smile that there was no need to doubt or be afraid, because he was the one who walked in front of the human race;

In the magnificent Buddha hall, the golden Buddha body sitting on the ground looked at the black coffin and smiled silently......

His chest, the glass-colored heart beating strongly, this body built for him, which can carry the power of the law, trembled gently with the beating of the glass heart, as if he was expecting something.

After a while, Zhou Ping's eyes gradually brightened.

His heart, his body, his laws, and his sword...... The reason why all this exists is not for him to hide in the suburbs of the city for the rest of his life.

Everything about him was born to slay God.

If you just bury your head in the ground, don't look at the crises that are close at hand, and want to live this life alone...... What's the difference between this and escapism?

His sword heart, and his god-slaying body, would not agree.