Chapter 4739 People without obsession are like lights off
Chapter 4739: If a person has no obsession, it will be like a lamp going out
There was a dead silence in front of the ruins of the Patriarch Hall.
Shen San's face was calm and his eyes were firm. He looked at Zhang Qinghe, determined to die.
Zhang Qinghe still stood there blankly, his whole body still trembling. Shensan's words made him look up suddenly, his eyes filled with tears!
Ye Wuque stood quietly aside, with his hands behind his hands, his expression calm.
He has told Zhang Qinghe all the truth, and he will not interfere with what Zhang Qinghe will do next.
After all, for the person involved, the revenge of the murder of the daughter cannot be really solved by someone else's manslaughter.
There are some things and some pains, and the parties concerned must make their own choices in order to truly solve the problem from the root.
Sometimes, when the matter has nothing to do with you, you can generously stand on the moral high ground and admonish others. It may seem like a great thing, but is this really the case?
Because the tragic thing did not happen to you, and you have never experienced the pain that is worse than death, you can naturally be a bystander and calmly advise others not to do anything.
Zhang Qinghe was the person involved. He suffered from the pain of losing his daughter every day, and he died in such a miserable way.
No one can make the choice for him.
The leader of Qingyuan also understood this, so no matter how much he respected Shensan, he chose to shut up and watch at this moment.
Wenren Chuixue did the same and chose to remain silent.
After a full quarter of an hour, Zhang Qinghe's body no longer trembled so much, and his eyes were still filled with tears. At this moment, looking at the senior Shensan who wanted to die, he gently wiped them away
Tears in eyes.
Then he took steps towards Shensan.
Qingyuan’s leader’s eyes suddenly flashed!
Ye Wuque looked calm.
Wenren Chuixue was also a little nervous.
Did Zhang Qinghe still choose revenge?
When Shen San saw Zhang Qinghe slowly walking towards him, a smile of relief finally appeared in his eyes. He gently closed his eyes, waiting for death to come.
In front of Shensan, Zhang Qinghe stopped.
Shen San's face was peaceful and calm.
But in the next moment, Shen San did not receive revenge from Zhang Qinghe. Instead, his body suddenly trembled and he was gently helped up by Zhang Qinghe.
Shen San opened his eyes again, his eyes filled with confusion.
"Zhang Zhi..."
"Senior Shensan."
Zhang Qinghe's voice sounded first, and his expression had already returned to calm, with a deep sigh in his eyes.
"You are the great hero of our ancient alliance. You fight against the mastermind alone. Yaxin's death... is not your fault!"
"The real culprit is Pan'er, the mastermind behind the scenes. She has been killed by Master Ye himself. Yaxin's great revenge has been avenged!"
"Senior, it's not your fault, it's just Yaxin, her fate is not good...it's not your fault..."
Zhang Qinghe's voice was hoarse, but he still chose to forgive in the end.
"Deacon Zhang..."
Senior Shensan's whole body was trembling slightly. He wanted to say something, but when he saw Zhang Qinghe's sincere eyes so close to him, he couldn't say a word.
"Senior, you shouldn't die, you should live well. You are a hero, the biggest hero of the Ancient League."
After saying this, Zhang Qinghe gently released his hands holding Shen San, bowed to him slightly, and then turned around and left.
Zhang Qinghe's back was slightly hunched, as if he had given up everything and didn't care about anything.
Senior Shensan was trembling all over. He looked at Zhang Qinghe's retreating back, his lips kept moving, and finally tears fell from his eyes.
Wenren Chuixue and Qingyuan Zuozuo rushed over to support him.
Zhang Qinghe finally chose to forgive Senior Shensan. This was his own choice.
Ye Wuque looked at Zhang Qinghe's retreating back with a calm expression. At this moment, he slowly said: "Deacon Zhang..."
Zhang Qinghe's figure suddenly froze!
"If you forgive Senior Shensan, you shouldn't give up on yourself."
"It is easy to die, but you once said personally that you must live well, because only if you are alive can you prove that Zhang Yaxin once existed."
"If you die, will anyone remember Zhang Yaxin again..."
Ye Wuque's words made Zhang Qinghe tremble slightly again.
Just now, Ye Wuque had already seen that Zhang Qinghe had a death wish in his heart. He had suffered for so many years and was already in pain. Now that he knew his daughter's enemy, he finally chose to forgive Senior Shensan, which meant that the obsession in his heart was completely dissipated.
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If a person has no obsession, he will be like a lamp extinguished.
Zhang Qinghe was about to die.
Now that Ye Wuque saw it, he naturally didn't want to let him end him like this.
"Deacon Zhang!"
At this moment, the voice of the leader of Qingyuan also sounded slowly, with a hint of solemnity and respect!
"Zhang Yaxin will never die in vain!"
"I, Qingyuan, will build the Martyrs' Shrine in the Ancient League. All the disciples who died because of this incident will be sent to the Martyrs' Shrine. Their lives and experiences will all be made public. From now on, generations of generations will be honored by the Ancient Martyrs' Shrine.
Alliance disciples offer incense and offerings!"
"Zhang Yaxin is also a hero, a hero who died heroically for the ancient alliance!"
"She, including the disciples like her, will never disappear into obscurity, but should be remembered by the world and never forgotten!"
Chief Qingyuan said these words categorically, with an unquestionable firmness!
He is one of the leaders of the ancient alliance and the next leader of the ancient alliance. His words are naturally clear-cut and carry the highest weight.
Zhang Qinghe turned around tremblingly at this moment, with tears streaming down his face, but he cupped his fists and bowed deeply to the leader of Qingyuan, and then bowed deeply to Ye Wuque!
"Thank you, sir!"
"Thank you...Master Ye!"
"Thank you..."
Zhang Qinghe's voice was trembling, but Ye Wuque could tell that his voice was no longer dead, but more alive.
"Don't die, live well, live well for Zhang Yaxin, your daughter must also hope that her father can live happily on her behalf."
Ye Wuque's voice sounded softly again.
Zhang Qingya burst into tears!
He turned around again and left slowly, but this time, although his figure was still stooped, there was a firmness and relief in his steps.
Don't die!
Live well!
For the sake of my daughter, live a good life on her behalf!
Zhang Qinghe murmured to himself and drifted away.