Illimitable Until Death

Tonight, very quiet.

The noise during the day disappeared completely.

The sea breeze blew in, causing a burst of whining.

As an uninhabited island situated far from the sea, all this seems natural.

Walking down a chalky castle-like corridor, with such silence and cold winds, walking aimlessly forward.

Perhaps because of the fact that they really drank too much alcohol during the day, people from both the Blue Gang and the Ghost Nation all seemed to be asleep, so that even one person had not yet been seen in the square.

However, the square still walks aimlessly.

Because Fong Li believes...

“If it was you, you'd be watching me, right? ”

So suddenly there was no source in the square.

Sound, slowly disappearing in the air.

Silence spreads again.

The square just walked and ended up in a courtyard.

There is a small pavilion in the courtyard.

On that pavilion, Zhuge Jingfang sat on the side of the stone table with tea utensils in front of him, smiling as if he had anticipated the arrival of the square.

“There's no way out of this. ”

Zhuge Jingfang was like answering the self talk in the hallway before, it was obvious that there was no way to hear the sound of the square here, but God magically guessed what the square said at that time, so he answered.

“People who can compare themselves to monkey kings and ghost kings in the demonic world, if they let them attack freely at night, then it would be the Blue Gang and ghost tribes that are all destroyed overnight, right? ”

Therefore, Zhuge Jingfang must at least put some eyeliner around the square.

“Of course, I didn't mean to restrict your freedom, so if you're looking for someone to chat with, why don't you leave me to my last seat. ”

After that, Zhuge Jingfang made a "please" gesture to his opposite position.

There was no courtesy in the party. Sit directly in front of Zhuge Jingfang.

Zhuge Jingfang immediately picked up the teapot and poured out the hot tea.

“I love tea, and I always replace it with tea when I entertain my guests, and I always feel that this is the essence of our Chinese culture. ”

Zhuge Jingfang pushed the cup filled with hot tea into front of the square.

“Most people who like tea know how to enjoy it. I don't suppose you hate tea? ”

There was no answer, just picked up the cup in front and sipped the tea.

The sweet flavor suddenly fills the mouth of the cube and flows down the throat to the stomach.

The body of the square immediately became warm and oceanic.

So, the side sighed.

“Good tea. Must be worth a lot, huh? ”

Zhuge Jingfang smiled.

“I don't know what it's worth.” Zhuge Jingfang said this: “This type of tea is the flavour that I mix and combine various types of tea according to my taste, and those teas are expensive and some are fairly inexpensive, so I don't know how valuable they are. ”

With this, Zhuge Jingfang also picked up the cup and started drinking tea.

The moonlight poured out of the night sky and hit the pavilion, allowing Zhuge Jingfang and Zhuge to bathe in it.

The two of them sat opposite each other, drinking tea, chatting about irrelevant trivialities, like two extraordinarily vulgar immortals hiding in the world's peaches, believing that whoever saw them would be attracted to such a scene.

And this scene lasted almost two hours.

During this period, they talked about everything from national events to philosophy of life, from ancient history to modern patterns, from men to women, from the elderly to children, almost everything.

Of course, we also talked about the three kingdoms, Zhuge Jingfang's mythical ancestors.

“Said it was magical, but Kung Ming ancestors were not a successful man in his time. The Shu Nation he supported was finally defeated, and he could only regret his death. ”

Zhuge Jingfang drank tea and spoke with a quiet expression.

“So, I'm not obsessed with success, and Zhuge clan generations are based on the idea of" who wants to see what kind of world created, "which, as far as I'm concerned, I'd really like to see, if it were you, what kind of world it would create. ”

In response to Zhuge Jingfang's statement, the square is faint.

“Unfortunately, the world is not centred on one person, and even if one is missing, it will continue to function as usual. ”

This phrase, for those who travel around the world in copies, is extremely persuasive.

Just like this time, the purpose of this world is not to participate in the Battle of the Far East at all, but to participate in it, which is the so-called flood of the world.

“Algae told me that since I was in this flood of the world, I couldn't stay out of it.” Leaving the cup in his hand, he looked at Zhuge Jingfang and said: "However, it is not important to stay out of things. What is important is to choose how to act in such a flood, which is not called creation, it is just a choice. ”

“So, different choices, different future for the flood flow?” Zhuge Jingfang smiled and said: “Isn't that creating the future? ”

“As far as I'm concerned, it's not so much about creating the future as killing it.” The laughter is not funny, "he said.“ Let me create the future I want. I can't do that great thing, but I'm good at killing the future I don't want. ”

“So that's it.” Zhuge Jingfang seemed to understand, "If it is to create the future, then the future is the only one created, but if it is to kill the future, then even if it is to kill the unwanted future, there is not necessarily only one future left. ”

“And these futures, as long as there's nothing you don't want to see, let it grow naturally.” Zhuge Jingfang admirably said: “If that's the case, then I understand what kind of person you are. ”

“Then you should also understand that the future you are looking forward to may not be the part I want to kill, but it also means that I will not create it.” Fang Li looked directly at Zhuge Jingfang and said such words.

“I'm not a leader, I'm just a murderer. ”

“I'm not a beam pole, I'm just a horse ex-staff. ”

“The only means I can use will always be killing. ”

“It's the only way to protect anyone and do anything until it's over. ”

“Previously, and always will be. ”

The words in the square silenced Zhuge Jingfang.

After half a noise, Zhuge Jingfang sighed and spoke faintly.

“The monkeys are in the woods on the hillside. ”

Leaving this sentence, Zhuge Jingfang got up and left.

Fang Limei sent Zhuge Jingfang away, then stood up and walked outside the palace.