"However, the side effects of this forbidden ruins are also very obvious." Yuan Gang continued.
"side effect?"
Lin Qiye frowned slightly. This was the first time he heard that the Forbidden Ruins had side effects.
"[Liu Li's pure heart] gives him the purest heart. He will never speculate on other people's thoughts with malice, so he can easily trust others.
And such an innocent heart is not a good thing in modern society.
This is what is called good people being bullied.
Because he was too kind and simple, he was deceived, used, and bullied time and time again when he was a child...pranks, fraud, borrowing money, slander, rumors, basically all the school bullying you can think of. He has experienced it. Later, he
I didn't even finish junior high school successfully, so I was forced to drop out of school.
His parents were fond of gambling and owed a lot of debts. Later, they simply abandoned little Zhou Ping and ran away to the north secretly. Debt collectors came to visit him. Fortunately, his third uncle found him in time and saved him from debt collectors.
He was rescued from the hands of others and brought back to his local restaurant.
Later, the homeless little Zhou Ping stayed with his third uncle. His third uncle was very kind to him and took good care of him and raised him. Later, he started to help the store, which was a way of repaying his kindness and earning money on the way.
A little bit of your own pocket money..."
After Yuan Gang finished speaking, Lin Qiye and others fell into silence.
"How can these people be so bad?!" Jialan punched the table angrily, almost overturning the table.
"If you are an ordinary person, after experiencing so many things, your temperament will have changed drastically. You may start to take revenge on society, you may sink into darkness, you may become extremely selfish, and then go down the wrong path...
But Zhou Ping doesn't.
He was aggrieved and sad. He couldn't understand why all this happened. But his way of fighting the world was to close up his bruised heart, stop communicating with others, and devote himself wholeheartedly to the beauty and simplicity.
in the story.
He did not despair of this society, nor did he feel that the world was unfair, he just learned to protect himself."
"It turns out that this is where Senior Sword Master's social fear comes from..."
Cao Yuan let out a long sigh.
"When the state of mental power reaches a certain height, if you want to make progress, you need a breakthrough in your state of mind. These psychological traumas you experienced in your early years have become the biggest resistance to the sword master's progress." Yuan Gang slowly spoke,
"But Commander Ye always believes that he is the person most likely to break that ceiling in the world.
As long as he can jump over the hurdle in his heart and let [Liu Li's pure heart] be released without reservation,
His clear and pure heart and sword will become the hope of the entire Great Xia."
Baili Pangpang nodded thoughtfully.
"There's one more thing I'm curious about." He asked, "Since the senior Sword Master was already autistic, how did Commander Ye let him come out and become the Sword Master of Great Xia?"
When Yuan Gang heard this question, he smiled slightly and said,
"I said, his world is very simple and pure..."
…
Mist.
City fragments.
In the dark and warm underground garage, Zhou Ping, whose black shirt was stained with blood, slowly walked to the stove while carrying a frozen passerby on his back.
"Cough cough cough..."
He coughed violently several times, frowned slightly, bent down, and gently placed the passerby behind him beside the stove.
He stretched out his slightly trembling right hand and tested it under the passerby's nose for a moment.
He breathed a sigh of relief.
"Senior Sword Master, this is the last batch." Lu Yu carried the unconscious passerby on his back, placed him next to the stove, and turned to Zhou Ping and said.
"Have all streets been searched?"
"The search is over."
"Yeah." Zhou Ping nodded.
He walked to the corner of the garage, his steps a little empty, leaned against a pillar, and sat down slowly...
His right hand was still shaking slightly.
His eyes reflected the dancing firelight in the dark parking lot. He didn't know what he was thinking. After a long time, he closed his eyes gently.
I don't know how long it took, but a slight voice came from far away.
Zhou Ping frowned and tried his best to open his eyes. There were bloodshot threads clinging to his eyes, making him look extremely haggard.
In another corner of the parking lot, a pale-faced Chen Han walked up to Zhou Ping with three seven or eight-year-old children.
Zhou Ping looked at these three children with surprise in his eyes.
"My mental power is limited, and I can't cure everyone for the time being... so I saved the children first." Chen Han said weakly, "These three children seem to be very talented, and they actually got rid of the influence of Gang Feng and woke up.
Lu Yu, you and Senior Sword Master take care of these three children."
"yes!"
Lu Yu walked quickly to the three children. After Chen Han rested for a while, he walked towards the other side of the garage.
These three children, two boys and one girl, were all wearing thick clothes to keep warm from the cold. Perhaps because they had been outside for a long time, their cheeks were red and their lips were a little purple, but their eyes were still as bright as stars.
"What are your names?" Lu Yu asked.
"My name is Li Ruodie." The girl said softly.
"My name is Wang Jiaqi."
"Chen Nan."
The three children glanced at the unconscious passers-by next to them, and seemed a little scared in their eyes.
"Brother, are you also a night watchman?" Although Li Ruodie is a girl, she seems to be quite courageous. Her jewel-like eyes looked at Lu Yu curiously and asked.
"Do you know the night watchman?" Lu Yu asked in surprise.
"That brother just told us." Wang Jiaqi replied, "He said that the night watchman is the superman who protects us."
Lu Yu smiled and said, "Then I am indeed the night watchman."
"What about you, brother?"
Li Ruodie looked at Zhou Ping, who was huddled in the corner.
Zhou Ping paused and said hoarsely, "I'm not a night watchman."
"Although he is not a Night Watchman, he is a more powerful superman than a Night Watchman." Lu Yu patiently explained to several children, "He is our Sword Master of Daxia."
"Juggernaut?"
Several children opened their mouths.
Chen Nan stared at Zhou Ping for a long time and asked tentatively: "Brother, can you become invisible and use Blade Storm?"
"Idiot Li Nan is not the sword master in the game!" Li Ruodie corrected.
"oh……"
"The Sword Master of Daxia, it sounds very powerful!!" Wang Jiaqi looked at Zhou Ping with eyes full of admiration, "Brother Sword Master, how did you become a Sword Master? Can I also be a Sword Master in the future?"
"
Zhou Ping was stunned on the spot.
His eyes were fixed on the three children, but his thoughts had gone back to many years ago.
…
That was an ordinary afternoon.
Zhou Ping rolled up his sleeves and was sitting on the steps of Sanjiu's local vegetable restaurant, washing vegetables seriously.
A man wearing a dark red cloak sat next to him.
Zhou Ping was focused on washing vegetables and didn't notice his presence at all.
The man stared at him for a long time and smiled.
"Your name is Zhou Ping?"
Zhou Ping raised his head, wiped the sweat from his forehead with his wrist, and nodded.
"My name is Ye Fan." the man said.
"oh."
Zhou Ping glanced at him, lowered his head and continued washing vegetables.
"..." Ye Fan paused, "Do you want to be the ceiling of humanity?"
“What is the human ceiling?”
"That's the person who can carry the sky when it falls." Ye Fan pointed to the sky above his head.
"I do not understand."
"It is to protect this country and protect these people...the strongest human beings." Ye Fan explained in an easy-to-understand manner.
Zhou Ping thought for a while, "Similar to a hero?"
"Yes, similar to a hero."
Zhou Ping thought for a while, "Being a hero sounds good, but I don't like the name 'Human Ceiling'. It's not domineering enough."
"Then what do you want to be called?"
Zhou Ping lowered his head, shook the water on his hand, and glanced at the wooden sword on the steps.
"Sword Master." He said, "If you ask me to be the Sword Master of Daxia, I will agree to it."