The System Granted Me Immortality, But I Just Want To Die

"What's the point of living like this?"

Chen Yun's words echoed through the quiet night, and the air seemed to fall into dead silence again.

But none of the monks present seemed to have the same idea as Chen Yun.

They are busy in survival every day, just living for the sake of living.

As for the so-called meaning of life, they seemed to have never thought about it and never cared about it.

When they heard Chen Yun's inquiry, their rough faces seemed to be filled with confusion and confusion.

"What do you mean? Brother Chen didn't drink blood wine either. Why are you asking such a mysterious question?"

"I can't even understand it!"

"Me too."

"You're stupid, Brother Chen is asking you why you don't want to die!"

"Go away, you are the one who deserves to die. I can live forever."

The monks sitting around the bonfire soon started whispering among themselves, mostly laughing and talking, but they didn't take Chen Yun's heavy question to heart.

The atmosphere seemed to be a little livelier again.

But Chen Yun's expression remained calm and he continued to ask

"You have been living in endless wars. Does it really make sense to repeat this?"

Chen Yun did not stop asking because of the laughter and scolding of the monks, as if he was talking to himself.

All the monks seemed to have noticed that Chen Yun seemed to be asking sincerely.

He also stopped laughing and looked at Chen Yun.

In the dark night, the faint firelight made the surroundings darker and darker.

Chen Yun's voice is still ringing

"I am a lost person. I have seen the life and death of too many people in this world. They died very lightly and without any sound."

"Life seems not to be important here at all. Everyone in a village disappeared in one night."

"You are doing the same thing as them, living in the same world, will you...will you die quietly like them?"

"In the end... nothing is left?"

Chen Yun's words were very soft, and he was describing the tragic facts plainly.

The air was completely silent. Perhaps it was Chen Yun's too indifferent temperament that made the scene that should have been cheering turn into such dead silence!

Chen Yun didn't seem to notice the change in the surrounding atmosphere, and his eyes were still looking straight at the swaying bonfire, as if looking at the hope of life.

None of the monks spoke.

They heard Chen Yun's words clearly, but they were too heavy to answer.

But a young monk didn't seem to care and said

"Brother Chen! What kind of life do you think is meaningful?"

When Chen Yun heard someone reply, he looked at the young monk with calm eyes, smiled and said

"I once met a child who was born during the war. He had his own goals at a very young age. He was very smart and tenacious. When he was only in his twenties, he seemed to have become a leader of millions of people. The leader of the army!"

"Not only that, he paid a lot for his goal. Although he didn't get a good ending in the end, I think his life is very meaningful!"

"At least it's more meaningful than killing demons or being killed by demons that you repeat every day."

Chen Yun briefly recounted Chen Baisheng's past, with a somewhat ups and downs tone, but mostly just to tell a simple story.

After listening to Chen Yun's words, the monks present felt a little strange.

The young monk also noticed something strange and asked

"Brother Chen, then the child you are talking about must be very powerful! How can he command an army of tens of millions of people and be an enlightened god?"

"That's right, I haven't seen so many people before? Tens of millions of people, what kind of scene is that? It would take forty or fifty villages combined to have so many people!"

"..."

All the monks' attention was attracted by the child Chen Yun was talking about.

But Chen Yun didn't seem to want to sink deeper into his memories, and just said lightly

"He is not as powerful as you think, and is even too ordinary for you."

"But I can't deny that in my eyes, his life is much more meaningful than all of yours."

The monks became more and more silent after hearing this.

They really had no way to refute anything, because the words Chen Yun said and the life Chen Baisheng experienced were beyond their imagination in this life.

Listening to stories like that, they felt like frogs at the bottom of a well, understanding that the sky seemed to be more than just the size of the wellhead.

They also began to question whether their lives were really meaningful compared to such a wonderful journey.

The moonlight was quietly shrouded by dark clouds floating from nowhere in the sky, making the originally dark night even more gloomy.

The bonfire in front of everyone was blowing like fireflies in the cool evening wind, as if it was going to go out at any moment.

Chen Yun stopped talking. He finally asked the confusion that had been buried in his heart for a long time!

All the monks were thinking in silence, as if they wanted to find an answer to refute Chen Yun.

Suppressed questions seem to threaten people's lives more than wild beasts.

The night is getting darker!

Other people in the village also stopped cheering, and suddenly a loud female voice came here.

"Hey! Yuan, come back and rest soon, you have to go back to hunt tomorrow!"

It was Yu'an's Taoist monks who reminded him to go home.

Then another little boy of six or seven years old ran over, sucked the snot hanging on the side and looked for someone. He saw the young monk who just said

"Brother! Come home quickly. Mom said that she would roast blood ape and lion monster meat for you. She added a lot of Xuanlingzhi. It is your favorite flavor. I wanted to eat it, but Mom even beat me and said that she would definitely eat it. I have to wait for you, come back with me quickly!"

Hearing the call of their relatives, the two of them said goodbye and smiled sincerely, as if they were suddenly out of the silent atmosphere.

Soon another girl with a clear face came to the bonfire, looked at a middle-aged monk, then sniffed her nose, curled her lips and said

"Dad! Why did you drink so much blood wine again? Didn't I tell you not to drink so much? Mom will definitely be upset again if she finds out. Come home with me quickly!"

After the girl finished speaking, she took the middle-aged monk back home.

The middle-aged monk immediately laughed innocently when he saw his daughter, as if she was his whole world.

More and more people left, the brief silence was broken by family affection, and the moonlight seemed to be shining down again.

Soon, everyone left, leaving only an old man with a gray beard and white hair sitting opposite Chen Yun.

The old man added some matches to the extinguishing bonfire, and after a while, the fire began to flicker again.

Chen Yun looked at the old man with calm eyes and said nothing!

But the old man spoke first

"How? Did you find the answer?"

Chen Yun did not answer the old man's question directly, but said

"You are a saint-level monk. You always stare at me and it always makes me uncomfortable, old Biden!"

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PS: Good night!