"Many people died because of me"
Zheng Qing thought of the slender red sky pillar he pushed, and what his husband had just said, that death is like a lamp going out, everything is gone after death, and he felt even more sad.
"How do you know it wasn't you who saved more people?"
The husband seemed to disagree with his view of himself and asked instead: "I said death is cruel because I hope you will seriously think about your experience during this period and not be too anxious, let alone self-doubt or self-denial."
"In this world, it is very complicated and difficult to evaluate a person or a thing."
"Sometimes, you need to judge the quality of a person, the success or failure of something by the results; but sometimes, you also need to evaluate a person based on the starting point. Observe the world with a dialectical attitude,
It is the most appropriate, safest and relatively neutral attitude."
"There is no pure gold, and no one is perfect. No one is a saint, and no one can make mistakes."
"If someone gives you a position in advance when introducing something or a person to you - for example, this person is terrible, this thing is terrible, this result is very bad, etc. - then you need to
Be cautious and vigilant immediately, because what others want you to know may not necessarily be a complete picture."
Having said this, the gentleman found two small blue and white porcelain bowls from nowhere, pushed one to Zheng Qing, and held the other in his hand. The young wizard opened the lid of the small bowl, which was filled with warm water.
The soup is clear and translucent, and in the morning light you can see strings of fine oily flowers rolling and jumping at the bottom of the bowl.
Zheng Qing followed his teacher's example, picked up the bowl and took a careful sip.
The soup was surprisingly refreshing, not greasy at all, and the aroma was just right. It didn't give people the feeling of eating a mouth full of spices. This reminded Zheng Qing inexplicably of what his husband said when eating oranges before - they are pickled in the sun.
The taste of life.
"How do you feel about this chicken soup?" The gentleman put down the small bowl in his hand and looked at the young wizard in front of him with a smile.
"tastes good."
Zheng Qing felt the warmth and comfort spreading from his stomach, and praised it sincerely. At the same time, he wondered if the chicken soup was made by Mr. using some precious medicinal materials or profound magic. The hand holding the soup bowl couldn't help but be more careful.
At the same time, with this thought, he felt that wherever the chicken soup flowed, his whole body became warmer and his mood became more relaxed.
"Drinking some chicken soup when you are tired is really good."
The husband nodded and reached out to take the small bowl that Zheng Qing had finished. In just a blink of an eye, the bowl disappeared from Zheng Qing's sight: "It's just that although the chicken soup is good, you can't drink too much... Let's continue the previous topic and go back to
The accident in the Black Prison Incident."
"You know, I know, and many people also know that it was not your original intention to collapse the 'Heaven Pillar' and destroy the defensive formation of the Black Hell Castle. On the contrary, you wanted to protect this world and more.
Wizards... this is enough. Those wizards who died due to accidents - I will not forgive you on their behalf, and I hope you will not completely forgive yourself - but I hope you realize that you did nothing wrong.
."
"Good intentions lead to bad results. This happens all the time."
"On the battlefield, any accident may happen. If we were restrained because of the possibility of accidents, wizards would never achieve what they have achieved today."
"So, bear this heavy heart, raise your head, and keep moving forward."
A generous palm rested on the young wizard's shoulder, which was warm and reassuring. Zheng Qing took a deep breath, and then slowly exhaled it. After feeling that the last burden in his heart disappeared, he raised his head and looked at the gentleman, with a bright smile on his face.
Smile:
"I'm fine, don't worry."
The husband nodded slightly, without comment, and patted his shoulder again: "Is there anything else you want to ask? I will be very busy during this period, and I may not have time to see you."
Without the psychological burden, a series of encounters during this period immediately sprouted and grew crazily from the depths of Zheng Qing's memory like weeds in spring, producing strings of confusing fruits.
For example, the relationship between the dreamland and reality. How many dimensional creatures are the creatures in the dreamland? What did the guy in the yellow robe that Zheng Qing met while dreaming in the dreamland want to do? Nico, the Mother of the Black Goat of the Forest
Has La Si been coveting school?
For another example, can your husband help him cancel the suspension of school probation? If he accidentally breaks the school's protective circle and breaks the small white pagoda on the island in the middle of Linzhong Lake, will the school settle the score after the fall? The final exam
what to do?
One question after another popped up in his mind.
Soon, Zheng Qing determined the biggest and freshest problem:
"Xuanhuang fruit..."
As soon as these three words were spoken, the gentleman laughed and raised his hand to make a calm gesture: "Xuanhuang Guo is the trigger of this black prison war, but it is not the root cause of the war."
"Everything that happened in the black prison this time was the result of many contradictions and many causes and effects intertwined together. For example, the contradiction between wizards and demons, the contradiction between ultra-conservative wizards and progressive wizards, and the conflict between demons and certain beings deep in the starry sky.
The contradiction between the world, the contradiction between the wizard and the depths of the starry sky, etc.”
"The most urgent and main contradiction is the contradiction between the growing number of new forces and the over-stabilization of the traditional order. Speaking of which, I also have some responsibility for this matter."
Zheng Qing opened his eyes wide in surprise.
The husband adjusted his glasses and sighed: "Remember to tell you about my advancement... Well, you can understand it as a huge fish turning into a bird, leaving the sea, and rolling up huge waves.
With the tide, it spreads in all directions...and many smaller fish can ride on those huge waves to swim to places they would never have been able to reach in their lifetime."
"The power between wizards and demons was originally balanced, but due to the continuous emergence of high-level demons and high-level wizards in a short period of time, the traditional balance was broken... The new generation of powerful people need to make their voices heard."
At this point, the gentleman shook his head, changed the topic, and returned to the previous question: "So from the beginning, the Xuanhuang Fruit was not the ultimate goal of the wizards, and the Four Sea Demon Ships and the Dark Behemoths were not the wizards' goals."
"The hard-liners in the school have joined forces with the new generation of wizards, using the black huang fruit as a lure to induce the demons to enter the home of the underworld, trying to 'purify' the demons who are about to enter the legend through a war."
"The hard-line wizards have promoted their toughness, the new generation of wizards have gained their own merits, and the demons who are about to enter the legend also need Xuanhuang Fruit to increase their chances of winning... So, from the beginning, this is a
A war of confrontation and compromise."
This chapter has been completed!