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Zhan Pingyi didn't rush back to his residence until dusk, but Lu Xiangcheng didn't run out any more, just as he said, he sat at home obediently and waited for him.

After Zhan Pingyi explained the whole story, Lu Xiangcheng was a little curious: "I understand that the river god was not there at that time, but why didn't the original owner of the water god come to help the river god? It seems that their relationship is not bad, even if they don't know the Taoist Why did he allow the drought to develop?"

Zhan Pingyi smiled when he heard the words: "Let me ask you, why do people worship gods?"

Lu Xiangcheng was taken aback: "Because gods can keep people safe and happy?"

"Yes. If this world has always been safe and happy, will anyone still believe in the existence of gods? Or, if everything in this world can be reversed by manpower, will people still fear gods?" Zhan Ping Turning around intentionally, he spread a pen and paper on the table while speaking, "The power of all gods comes from faith."

"So the gods should look at their believers with an indifferent attitude that has nothing to do with them. They should not be contaminated with the slightest smell of fireworks, have no mortal heart, and have a heart like still water. Only then can they have no compassion for any individual and maintain a relative balance as a whole. Zhan Pingyi looked back and looked at Lu Xiangcheng as if he still didn't understand, and added, "For example, you can't use divine power to change someone's fate just because you sympathize with him, and you can't go beyond the rules to interfere with things that you can't influence—— So in fact, the River God is not a particularly qualified god."

"But they said that you are a very dedicated god." Lu Xiangcheng said suddenly, "I just think that a person should really have a so-called fate. Putting one's own destiny on random distribution may make the whole thing stable. , what about every living individual? Or, is the fact that there are gods itself really correct?"

Zhan Pingyi sighed helplessly: "You are too serious. The setting of each world is different. If you don't like it, just pack up and go to the next one."

"The gods themselves are guiding people to be good, telling people that there are causes and effects in this world, and that they should be connected with each other. The gods are not anyone's life-saving straw, nor are they overlords with a high concentration of power. You can understand that they are just jobs to maintain the stability of the world Personnel, the two should not be compared on the same level at all, the gap is about equal to Xumi and Mustard."

Lu Xiangcheng always felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't tell where the sense of disobedience came from, so he could only stay silent for a while.

His instincts are generally right, though experience tells him.

Zhan Pingyi did not continue this topic, but sat at the table, pondered for a while with a pen, and then swiped it.

"You know how to write?" Lu Xiangcheng looked at himself puzzled, and added, "I mean, isn't the writing in this world different from Chinese characters?"

"I've said it before." Zhan Pingyi didn't stop writing, "I've been waiting for you for a long time."

"Aren't competitors going to enter the world at the same time?"

"It is reasonable to say that the system level is different, but 666 used to be the boss of 233, and now at least the level is higher, he said yes."

"Then how many years have you been waiting for me?" Lu Xiangcheng suddenly thought of this question, "Did you... tell me the story of 500 years ago before?"

"Yeah, I've been waiting for you for so many years, are you moved?" Zhan Ping pointed to his left chest.

However, even when Zhan Pingyi was only Mo Lan, he was not like this.

He has the smell of fireworks in the world, and he will gently tie the hair of the ignorant little carp, teach him to nod and shake his head, and lead him to appreciate everything in this world that he feels strange and curious about.

It seems that he is carefully but patiently handing over his treasures that have been dusty for many years.

Probably infected by this atmosphere, before Lu Xiangcheng came back to his senses, Zhan Pingyi pulled him into his arms, hugged him on his lap like in the beginning, and looked at him with a smile.

Lu Xiangcheng looked at his upturned eyes, and called out his name for some reason: "Zhan Pingyi."

He has a feeling of seeing the soul through this body.

Zhan Pingyi wrapped his hands into his own, and taught him to write stroke by stroke: "I can only enjoy myself in this world, after all, the difference in size between us is not as big as the two of them."

Lu Xiangcheng took a look, but didn't understand: "What did you write?"

"Secret."

"Then what do you teach me to write, I still don't understand?" Lu Xiangcheng was puzzled, "Do you want me to remember?"

"Remember it." Zhan Pingyi wrote down the pen carefully, without touching the ink that hadn't dried in the future, "It's quite interesting."

Lu Xiangcheng waited boredly for the ink to dry and then put away the paper. When he was about to get up, he realized that the chair was a bit too high compared to the petite figure of the little carp, and he didn't bother to jump down any further. , chatting with 233 while shaking his legs: "Have you seen Hai's daughter?"

"It's in the database, I can help you find the original text." 233 quickly recalled the fairy tale, "Look for yourself."

If you can't get the prince's love, if you can't make him forget your parents for you, love you with all his heart, and call the priest to put your hands together and make a couple, you won't get an unlucky one. Annihilated soul.

"Strictly speaking, I don't think Zhan Pingyi has done it." 233 saw that he stopped at this sentence, and interjected, "I always feel that something is not right."

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Zhan Pingyi leaned against the table in the next room, playing with the white porcelain flagon that Lu Xiangcheng got drunk that day.

"Why do you think it's a good thing for Lu Xiangcheng to wake up early?"

"It's convenient for me to explain everything."

"I don't think there's actually a difference. You've come full circle and it's not worth it at all."

"There is a difference." Zhan Pingyi poured the wine into the glass, and the transparent liquid glistened under the sunlight, "He passed through the calamity period safely, fulfilled the wish of the original owner, and obtained the Immortal soul, what's wrong with it."

"Isn't the most important thing that he seems to have wavered towards you?" 666 said, "Forget it, I respect all your actions, although I think you started searching Lu Xiangcheng directly after knowing his identity." The content of the mission is a violation."

"It's okay, let's settle the old and new ones." Zhan Pingyi finally packed everything up, "There are still things that you can't think of."

He poured the wine completely into the glass.

Lu Xiangcheng was still shaking his legs and reading fairy tales, but as soon as he raised his head, his lips were sealed with a lowered head.

The sweet liquid spread from the tip of the tongue all the way to the throat, and Lu Xiangcheng pushed away the person who fed him the liquor, and asked in surprise while coughing: "What are you doing?"

"Kiss." Zhan Ping said it as a matter of course.

"I said, why are you feeding me wine!" The uneasiness in Lu Xiangcheng's heart gradually increased, "Where are you going?"

"You'll know when you wake up."

"Go to sleep."