After Tang Zhen returned to Loucheng, he did not rush to deal with official duties, but first took a look at his family.? ?
Some people say that monks are heartless, but this is not the case.
Because life is long, things like emotions will slowly fade away as time goes by.
Some monks who have practiced for thousands of years are like rotten wood and stubborn rocks, with almost no emotion at all.
What's more, during the journey of spiritual practice, sometimes it is necessary to renounce love and sex, so as to avoid the invasion of inner demons.
A little carelessness can lead to disaster, but the means of prevention are very simple.
Therefore, many monks will renounce love. For them, emotion is a very luxurious thing, and they will not be easily contaminated if it is not necessary.
Although Tang Zhen has been busy these years, he has not neglected his family too much. He will meet with his family whenever he has the opportunity.
It's just that as a monk family, we are destined not to have simple happiness like ordinary people.
Tang Zhen's wife has been working hard to cultivate in these years, otherwise she would become farther and farther away from Tang Zhen.
However, talent cannot be forced sometimes. When the limit of talent is reached, it will be extremely difficult to take another step forward.
When Tang Zhen returned this time, he heard a piece of news that made him feel heavy. His wife Xiaodie had exhausted her soul power and might die soon.
Even if Tang Zhen is a Creator monk, he is helpless at this time, because Xiaodie has been spending all these years in the hospital bed.
She was born into poverty in her early years, and it was because she met Tang Zhen that she changed her destiny.
Tang Zhen gave Xiaodie a stable life, so that she would no longer sleep in the open air, and also led her to embark on the path of spiritual practice.
However, this beautiful woman does not have very good talents. Even with the accumulation of resources, she cannot cross the threshold of the lord level.
An accident occurred while practicing, causing Xiaodie to suffer severe injuries. Although she was treated with all her strength, she still suffered from serious sequelae.
There was something wrong with her soul, burning at a rate ten times faster than that of a normal person, and even the treasures of heaven and earth could not repair it.
Faced with this situation, Tang Zhen had no choice but to lament that things are unpredictable.
After learning about her condition, Xiaodie remained calm and even asked not to tell Tang Zhen.
"A man has his own career. If he knew about my illness, it would inevitably distract him and waste his time on me."
This was what Xiaodie said at that time. Later, when Tang Zhen found out, he was speechless for a long time.
The cycle of life and death is something that even Tang Zhen cannot interfere with or control.
He can revive the dying and injured, and can create creatures in the kingdom of God in his mind, but he cannot heal his wife.
Even if he copied the exact same Xiaodie in the Kingdom of God in his mind, it was not her, but an independent new life.
To solve this problem, unless one can control the reincarnation of life and death, even after Xiaodie's death, she can still be found by following the traces of reincarnation.
In addition, the old residents of Shenglong City were facing such difficulties, so Tang Zhen paid attention to this information and targeted the top three war zones.
As for Xiaodie herself, she is now in a special small world, slowly waiting for the last moment to come.
After Tang Zhen returned to Holy Dragon City, he found the entrance to the small world and entered the hidden small world.
The scenery here is like a fairyland, full of exotic flowers and plants, and the colors are like washing with water, making people feel extremely comfortable.
In front of the purple jade-like bamboo forest, there is a three-story building with an elegant and unique shape that perfectly blends with the surrounding environment.
On the rooftop of the building, there is a bench with a woman in white lying on her side.
Her appearance is absolutely beautiful, with a hint of playfulness in her eyebrows, which makes her look like an elf among flowers, a fairy who is not stained by the fireworks of the world.
Who would have thought that such a beautiful woman would contract a terminal illness and die soon!
Tang Zhen sighed softly and walked over slowly.
When he walked up the steps, his steps were slightly heavy, as if he was carrying a mountain on his back.
"Husband, you are here."
Hearing the voice, Xiaodie turned to look at Tang Zhen standing behind him, with a hint of unspeakable joy in his bright eyes.
Looking at Xiaodie with a blooming smile, Tang Zhen seemed to see the stubborn and tenacious girl when they first met.
She was just like she was back then, even though she was under tremendous pressure, there was still no trace of bitterness on her body.
"God is not fair!"
I don’t know why, but Tang Zhen, who was already the Creator, had such an idea in his mind.
This can only mean that even he feels a sense of powerlessness and can only complain about the unfair fate.
"I'm here to make you suffer."
Tang Zhen's tone was calm, but there was a hint of guilt. He was worthy of all the Loucheng monks in the Shenglong War Zone, but he only felt that he owed it to his family.
Xiaodie smiled, pulled Tang Zhen to sit on the bench, and then rested her head on his arms.
The slightly raised corners of his mouth contained a hint of a happy smile.
"I'm not miserable, I'm happy."
Xiaodie leaned closely against Tang Zhen, sniffing his scent, and her face was filled with bright light.
"Before I met you, my life was dark and at a loss.
Perhaps they are like those refugees who spend their lives in confusion, not knowing when they will die.
Until I met you that day, I had a feeling that my life was about to change.
Sure enough, as I expected, you took me out of the sea of suffering and gave me a happy life that I could never imagine in the past.
You know, I am grateful to you all the time, and I also admire you very much. In my heart, you are my superhero!"
The tone of Xiaodie's words was like that of a young girl in love who was pouring out her feelings to her lover.
However, Tang Zhen's mood was a little heavy. He had a vague feeling that Xiaodie was saying goodbye to him on his deathbed.
Perhaps she had already run out of gas, but she had been waiting bitterly for the hero in her heart, hoping to meet him before leaving.
Being able to lie in the arms of her lover and leave this world that makes her attached to her heart may be the most perfect ending.
Xiaodie was still talking to herself, as if she wanted to say all the things she hadn't said in these years at once.
"I know you are very busy and don't have time to accompany me and my sister, nor do you have time to watch our children grow up, because you care about the entire Holy Dragon War Zone.
Although we are not around, we all know what you have been through over the years, so you never need to worry that your family will not understand your actions.
We just hope that when you feel tired, you can go home and sit down and chat with your family. No matter what time, we are waiting for your return..."
When Xiaodie said this, she slowly raised her head and looked at Tang Zhen with watery eyes, which seemed to contain endless friendship.
"Husband, I heard someone say that reincarnation exists in some special planes.
Dead people can be reincarnated after reincarnation, but they have forgotten their memories and do not know what they experienced in their previous lives.
If I were born in that kind of plane, would you go to all corners of the world to find me after my reincarnation, and then slowly tell me your story?"
Tang Zhen smiled, reached out and lifted up a strand of white hair hanging from Xiaodie's forehead, and nodded gently.
"I will, I will definitely do it!"
Hearing this, Xiaodie's eyes flashed with bright light, she smiled and buried her head in Tang Zhen's arms, with a few drops of clear tears gently dripping down her cheeks.
"Husband, I'm leaving, please take care..."
After saying these words, Xiaodie's soul power was completely consumed, and then withered like a withered flower, falling with the autumn wind.
The surrounding petals and leaves fell one by one, creating a desolate scene that seemed to be lamenting the passing of this beautiful woman.
Tang Zhen held his wife in his arms and looked ahead with lowered eyebrows, as if he was lost in memories and did not come back to his senses for a long time.