The cell fell silent instantly, and neither of the two people spoke.
The female monk stared blankly at the ceiling again, as if there was a staircase leading to heaven, and she was only one step away from touching it.
Tang Zhen's eyes flashed, and for the first time he carefully looked at the foreign female monk in front of him.
In fact, she is not too old, she has a pretty face, a graceful figure, and is full of vitality.
There is a red tattoo like a pair of wings near the closed vertical pupils on her forehead, covering her smooth forehead and looking vivid.
But her eyes were like a pool of stagnant water, filled with deep resentment and frustration, as if there was no life left in it!
Tang Zhen didn't know what she had gone through to make her give up on herself so much, even to the point of committing suicide?
For some reason, Tang Zhen suddenly felt a sense of emotion in his heart. He looked at the female monk and sighed softly: "In life, there is no way in which you can do whatever you want. Having choices is a good thing, but having no choices is normal.
Whether you go with the flow or fight hard, as long as you follow your heart, at least you won't leave too many regrets and regrets.
I know that your mood is very contradictory. You want to get rid of your original life, but you are also reluctant to give up, so you give up on yourself and wait for me to make a choice for you.
Whether life or death, everything is left to fate, right?"
When Tang Zhen said this, he sneered and said in an emotionless tone: "Don't worry, I won't stop you if you want to die, and if you want to live, I will give you a chance.
Even if you want to abandon your current identity and live quietly in this world like an ordinary person, I can still satisfy you.
What to do depends on how you choose!"
The female monk's body trembled slightly, and she slowly raised her head to look at Tang Zhen. After being silent for a while, she said to herself: "You know, I have never experienced a happy day since I was a child.
During a battle to invade another world, my parents disappeared forever, leaving only my brother and me to depend on each other.
As a result, not many years later, my brother also died on the battlefield in another world, and I was the only one left in the family.
At that time, I was lonely and would cry secretly every night until I was tired of crying, then I would choke and fall asleep.
You can never understand how desperate I felt at that time. It seemed that the whole world had abandoned me and my life had become gloomy.
When I grew up, it was confirmed that I had the talent for cultivation, so just like my parents and brother, I also became a Loucheng monk.
In the following days, I will only be accompanied by practice, competition, blood, death and corpses.
I feel like a machine, with no emotions, no one to care about, and repeating crazy days every day.
I know that one day, I will also set foot on the battlefield of another world, and then, like my relatives, I will sleep in the ruins of a strange other world and never come back."
When the female monk said this, tears were already streaming down her face, she buried her head between her knees, her shoulders shaking constantly.
While sobbing, she said: "Those friends who have been with me since I was a child, and the comrades who once helped me, are now far away from me and died in various battles.
When I sleep, I often wake up from my dreams and find that I have already burst into tears.
Because I found that I could no longer remember their faces, and even their names began to gradually forget, leaving only a vague outline.
I wonder if anyone will still remember me after I die, or will I be completely forgotten by everyone?"
Having said this, the female monk suddenly raised her head, a trace of determination flashed in her eyes.
"Actually, I already have the answer to the question I just asked, but I just haven't dared to admit it.
As a monk in Loucheng, you have no right to choose at all. You can only spend your life accompanied by swords and blood, and finally die quietly on the battlefield one day!
What is the meaning of such a life? What is the purpose of what we do?
Is it just to let the next generation repeat this disgusting killing and plundering like us?"
Speaking of this, the female monk's voice suddenly rose, and there seemed to be a backlog of fire in her heart that suddenly erupted at this moment.
"Ever since I first participated in the battle to invade another world, I have developed a deep disgust for this kind of life, but when I am in it, I am unable to escape or resist at all.
So I can only keep telling myself that this is my mission, and I must do this for the strength of Loucheng!"
"But I also know that this is just self-deception!
So the longer time passed, the more I couldn't bear this kind of life, and at the same time, I had the idea of escape from this kind of life.
But although the world of Loucheng is huge, where can I escape to?
Even if you really escaped to other places, what difference would those places make?"
When she said this, a smile suddenly appeared on the corner of the female monk's mouth. She looked at the empty wall, but her eyes had no focus. She was obviously in a state of memory.
“It wasn’t until I came here and met the sisters in the same dormitory that I realized how beautiful life is!
Do you know? I am living a very happy life these days. I don’t have to think about things related to killing every day, and I feel very at ease when I sleep.
I am afraid of losing this kind of life, so I can only pray secretly in my heart, hoping that this kind of life will never end."
With a sad laugh, the female monk suddenly lay on her side on the ground, her slender body curled up together, like a frightened kitten, looking straight at the ground.
"It turns out that I deceived myself again, because my identity does not allow me to enjoy such a life. Killing and being killed is my final destiny!
But this time I don't regret it, because everything I have experienced these days is completely different from my previous life.
It makes me truly feel that I am not just a body, and I can also spend every day with a smile.
If I could choose, I would rather use everything I have in exchange for staying here for a year, and then happily do all the things I want to do.
Even if it costs me my life, I have no regrets!"
When the female monk said this, her voice began to become weaker and weaker, and her face became pale.
A trace of blood overflowed from the corner of her mouth, and the color was as dark as ink. Compared with her fair skin and purple lips, it seemed to give people an extremely strange and poignant feeling.
She just lay on the ground, looking at Tang Zhen with a smile, like a flower that was about to wither, blooming its last beauty in the frost.
Until the look in her eyes completely dissipated, the smile at the corner of her mouth still bloomed and solidified forever...