Looking at these memories, Fang Zheng finally had a deep understanding of the past of the three brothers, and at the same time he fell into deep thought. How should the merits and demerits of these three brothers be calculated?
Say they are good people? They have bullied and tricked countless people. From this point of view, they should be bad people, wicked people, and sinners!
But to say that they are completely bad people? Not entirely true. The affection between their brothers and their filial piety to their father surpass countless ordinary people, even good people!
Fang Zheng rubbed his eyebrows. For the first time, he didn't know how to characterize a person's quality.
"System, do you think people like this are good people or bad people?" Fang Zheng finally chose to consult the system.
After the system was silent for a while, he said: "Heaven and earth are unkind and regard all things as stupid dogs. In the eyes of heaven and earth, there is no right or wrong in everything in the world. There is no distinction between good and evil. Even survival and death are meaningless. From this perspective,
, there is no right or wrong way to do it.
In the eyes of natural creatures, the fittest survive, the leftover is king, and the one who survives is the truth. From this perspective, their approach is right, and they can do whatever it takes to survive.
But the reason why people are the spirits of all things is not only because they have ideas and are smarter, but also because they are moral. What is morality? A small virtue is good for the family, and a big virtue is good for the world. When the two are in opposition,
, If a small person obeys a big one, it is a chivalrous person. If a big person submits to a small person, it cannot be regarded as a mistake.
However, those who harm the world and build themselves up, no matter what the reason is, will ultimately have more mistakes than merits in terms of human moral judgment.
The merits and demerits of these three brothers are up to you to judge for yourself."
The system said a lot, but it didn't say anything, but Fangzheng heard something. It's up to him to judge the right and wrong? In this case...
Fang Zheng clasped his hands together and recited silently: "Amitabha, in this case, there is no end to the sea of suffering, so let this poor monk give you a ride."
After saying that, Fang Zheng used Yi Meng Huang Liang again. The next moment, a picture appeared in the mind of the second son Song Xianshu. It was the picture before Song Yuan was arrested. Fang Zheng did not change it, but focused on developing Song Yuan's voice.
Especially the last four words: "Be a good person!"
To others, these four words may not matter, but when these four words fell in Lao Er's mind, they were like a hammer hammering his soul! Every time it was repeated, it was a heavy blow!
Facing Song Yuan's eyes full of endless expectations, he felt more and more guilty when he thought about what he had done over the years. But no matter how he avoided it, Song Yuan's eyes were still in front of him, and his voice was still echoing.
After ringing three times in a row, a Buddha's call suddenly sounded: "Amitabha, donor, if you have no doubts, please go down the mountain."
After hearing this, the second eldest son Song Xianhe suddenly raised his head, and then realized that the scene in front of him had disappeared. It was still the Qingdeng Ancient Temple and the wooden fish monk!
Seeing this scene, Song Xianhe frowned and looked at Fang Zheng blankly. Unfortunately, Fang Zheng didn't even raise his head, he just hit the wooden fish once, twice, three times...
Listening to the thumping sound, Song Xianhe suddenly stood up. Fang Zheng nodded slightly and turned around to leave. Until he walked out of the mountain gate, Song Xianhe was suddenly stunned. He went to the Buddhist hall to seek answers. The result, seemingly,
It seems like he didn’t get any answers!
When he thought of this, Song Xianhe subconsciously thought of the scene that had been repeated three times in his mind. Thinking of Song Yuan's extremely expectant eyes and words, he felt even more guilty.
Shaking his head, Song Xianhe went down the mountain.
"Master, are you going to let him go now?" Hong Hai'er looked at Song Xianhe's back and asked in confusion.
Fang Zheng asked rhetorically: "Otherwise?"
"Well, it's so late and he went down the mountain like this. I'm afraid something will happen." Honghai'er said.
The squirrel came over and asked in confusion: "What could happen?"
Honghai'er said earnestly, "It's not him who gets into trouble, it's someone else who gets into trouble."
Squirrel couldn't understand it anymore, and looked at Fang Zheng in confusion. Fang Zheng touched his little head and said, "Let's go, I will explain it to you slowly."
When the squirrel heard this, he quickly followed.
At the same time, down the mountain, Song Xianhe and Song Xiancheng, who were resettled at Wang Yougui's home, did not sleep.
Knowing that Song Yuan would wake up tomorrow, both of them seemed very excited. Song Xiancheng went to buy some wine and came back, and the two of them stayed by the side, drinking and chatting.
However, as they were talking, they talked about the second son Song Xianshu. When they thought of Song Xianshu's death, the two of them fell silent for a moment. The original joy was gone, and Song Xiancheng started crying on the spot. He took a big gulp of wine and carried it with him.
He cried and said: "Brother, I miss my second brother."
Song Xianhe's eyes were also red. He patted Song Xiancheng on the shoulder and said, "We agreed not to say this in front of dad. When dad wakes up, I will tell him that my second son has gone abroad... Why do you still say it?"
Song Xiancheng cried: "When I think that our brothers have worked hard for so many years, my father will finally wake up and the family will be reunited. But the second brother... I can't help but want to cry."
After saying that, Song Xiancheng lay on Song Xianhe's shoulder and cried loudly.
Seeing this, Song Xianhe resisted the urge to cry, slapped his back, and said with a bit of feigned anger: "You unlucky guy, dad will wake up tomorrow. If you want to cry, cry hard today, tomorrow
, hold it all back! If you want to cry, get away from me!"
Hearing this, Song Xiancheng nodded vigorously, then continued to open his mouth wide and started to cry loudly. As a result, when he started crying, he looked up and saw something lying on the window!
It was pitch black, the lights in the room were very bright, but it was pitch black outside, and it was impossible to see what was outside.
Song Xiancheng looked carefully and saw that the thing seemed to be a human face! When he looked carefully again, Song Xiancheng immediately exclaimed: "Second brother?"
"Okay, stop screaming and cry." Song Xianhe patted Song Xiancheng on the shoulder.
Song Xiancheng quickly pushed Song Xianhe away, pointed out the window and said: "Brother, look, is that the second brother's face? The second brother is back! His soul is back! He really can't bear to leave us, even running back here like a ghost!"
Hearing this, Song Xianhe was about to scold him for talking nonsense, but he subconsciously looked over and found that the window was completely dark and there was nothing there.
Song Xianhe glared at Song Xiancheng and said, "Where did he come from? Are you drunk too much?"
Song Xiancheng shook his head and looked over. Sure enough, it was dark outside the window and there was no one.
PS: Depressed, aren’t the prescriptions in Jilin open 24 hours a day? My throat is so sore that it’s filled with pus. I can’t even write about the pain. I searched around on Baidu map and found that all the hospitals are closed. I cry...
...I can only hold on until the pharmacy opens tomorrow. Alas...