Upon seeing these memories, Fangzheng finally gained a deep understanding of the three brothers' past. At the same time, he fell into deep thought. How should the merits and demerits of the three brothers be calculated?
To say that they were good people? The people they bullied and scammed were innumerable. In this regard, they should be considered bad people, evil people, sinners!
But to say that they were completely bad people? That wasn't necessarily the case. The relationship between the brothers and their filial piety towards their father far exceeded that of countless ordinary people. They could even be considered good people!
Fangzheng rubbed his glabella. For the first time, he was at a loss as to how to determine whether a person was good or bad.
"System, are such people considered good or bad in your world?" Fangzheng finally chose to consult the System.
The System fell silent for a moment before saying, "The world is heartless and treats all things as dogs. In the eyes of the world, there is no right or wrong, good or evil in the world. Even survival and destruction are meaningless. From this angle, there is no right or wrong in what they did.
In the eyes of natural creatures, survival of the fittest, and survival is the truth. From this angle, what they did was right. In order to survive, they could do anything.
"However, the reason why humans are the wisest of all creatures is not only because they have thoughts and are intelligent, but also because they have morals. What is morality? A small virtue is at home, but a big virtue is at the world. When the two are at odds, the small obeys the big. That is chivalry. The big succumbs to the small, so it's not wrong.
However, to harm others in order to stand up for oneself, regardless of the reason, in terms of morality, the demerits outweigh the merits.
The three brothers have merits and demerits. You can judge for yourself whether they are right or wrong. "
The System said all that, but it was equivalent to not saying anything. However, Fangzheng understood something. He was the one to judge for himself? In that case …
Fangzheng pressed his palms together and silently chanted. "Amitabha. In that case, the sea of bitterness knows no bounds. Allow This Penniless Monk to send you on your way."
With that said, Fangzheng cast A Golden Millet Dream once again. The next moment, a scene appeared in Song Xianshu's mind. It was the scene before Song Yuan was captured. Fangzheng didn't change it, but he focused on Song Yuan's voice, especially the last few words: "Be a good person!"
To others, these words might not mean much, but when they landed in Second Brother's mind, it was like a hammer striking his soul! Every repetition was a heavy blow!
In the face of Song Yuan's eyes that were filled with endless anticipation, he thought of what he had done all these years and felt increasingly guilty. But no matter how he dodged, Song Yuan's gaze was still right in front of him, and his voice was still echoing.
After three consecutive rings, a Buddhist chant suddenly rang out, "Amitabha. Benefactor, if you have no more questions, you may leave the mountain."
Upon hearing this, Second Brother Song Xianhe abruptly raised his head, only to realize that the scene before him had disappeared. It was still the old temple with the green lamp and the little monk with the wooden fish!
Upon seeing this scene, Song Xianhe frowned as he looked at Fangzheng in a daze. Unfortunately, Fangzheng didn't even raise his head. All he did was strike the wooden fish once, twice, thrice …
Upon hearing the thumping, Song Xianhe suddenly got up and nodded at Fangzheng before turning to leave. When he walked out of the monastery, Song Xianhe was suddenly stunned. He had gone to the temple hall in search of answers, but it seemed like he hadn't received any!
With this in mind, Song Xianhe subconsciously recalled the scene that had been repeated thrice in his mind. Thinking back to Song Yuan's extremely expectant gaze and words, he felt even more guilty.
Shaking his head, Song Xianhe went down the mountain.
"Master, are you letting him leave just like that?" Red Boy looked at Song Xianhe's back and asked, perplexed.
Fangzheng returned with a question. "What else?"
"Uh, it's already so late. I'm afraid something will happen if he goes down the mountain just like that," Red Boy said.
Squirrel came over and asked, perplexed, "What can happen?"
Red Boy said earnestly, "It's not him who's in trouble, it's someone else."
Squirrel was even more perplexed as he looked at Fangzheng in confusion. Fangzheng rubbed his tiny head and said, "Let's go. I'll slowly explain to you."
Squirrel hurriedly followed when he heard that.
Meanwhile, at the foot of the mountain, Song Xianhe and Song Xiancheng, who had been resettled at Wang Yougui's place, didn't sleep.
Knowing that Song Yuan would wake up the next day, the two of them were clearly excited. Song Xiancheng specially bought some alcohol, and the two of them stayed by the side as they drank and chatted.
However, as they chatted, they mentioned Song Xianshu. Upon recalling Song Xianshu's death, the two instantly fell silent. Their joy vanished as Song Xiancheng cried on the spot. He gulped down a mouthful of alcohol and said with a sobbing tone, "Brother, I miss Second Brother."
Song Xianhe's eyes reddened as well. He patted Song Xiancheng on the shoulder and said, "We agreed not to talk about this in front of Dad. When Dad wakes up, we'll tell him that Second Brother has left the country … Why are you still talking about it? "
Song Xiancheng cried. "The moment I thought about how we brothers have worked hard for so many years and how Dad is finally going to wake up, our family will be reunited. But Second Brother … I f * * king can't help but want to cry. "
With that said, Song Xiancheng slumped over Song Xianhe's shoulder and wailed.
When Song Xianhe saw this, he held back his urge to cry as he patted him on the back and feigned anger. "You good-for-nothing. Dad will wake up tomorrow. If you want to cry, cry as much as you can today. Hold it in tomorrow! Even if you want to cry, scram! "
Song Xiancheng nodded vigorously when he heard that. Then, he widened his mouth and continued wailing. As he cried, he looked up and saw something leaning on the window!
It was pitch-black. The lights in the room were very bright, but it was pitch-black outside. There was no way to see what was outside.
Song Xiancheng took a careful look and saw that it looked like a human face! On careful look, Song Xiancheng immediately exclaimed. "Second Brother?"
"Alright, stop shouting. Cry." Song Xianhe patted Song Xiancheng on the shoulder.
Song Xiancheng hurriedly pushed Song Xianhe away and pointed out the window. "Brother, look. Isn't that Second Brother's face? Second Brother is back! His soul is back! He really can't bear to part with us. He even came back as a ghost! "
Upon hearing that, Song Xianhe was just about to scold him for spouting nonsense when he subconsciously looked over. However, there was nothing but darkness outside the window.
Song Xianhe glared at Song Xiancheng. "Where did this person come from? Did you drink too much? "
Song Xiancheng shook his head and looked over. Indeed, it was pitch-black outside without a single person.
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