God Killer

Ma Benzhai looked at Zheng Xian, who was staring wide-eyed, and sighed: "I can't find it, I don't know where it is, my life is meaningless, I am going to Mecca to ask Allah to be the most loyal servant of God, I hope Can impress the Almighty Allah, bring back the truth, at least bless the truth to be safe and sound."

Zheng Xian couldn't help but tense when he heard the words, "Benzhen is gone? Could it be that something happened during the turmoil in Kyoto a while ago?"

During the chaos in Kyoto some time ago, a large area of ​​German buildings were reduced to ruins, and many people could not be found under the buildings.

Ma Benzhai shook his head and said: "No, alas, earlier, alas, forget it, I will give you this noodle shop, but there is one condition, you have to watch this pot of old soup for me, don't let it go bad and throw it away. I will also give you the real estate of this noodle restaurant, how about it? Instead of closing this noodle restaurant directly, I might as well hand it over to someone who is interested in beef noodles."

Zheng Xian did not expect Ma Benzhai to be so desperate that he had to rely on Allah to find Ma Benzhai. Zheng Xian is a typical atheist, or someone who can always become a god. He will never ask God to worship Buddha. Zheng Xian believes in a sentence It is said that it is better to ask yourself than to ask others.

When Zheng Xian was in the Sixth Division of Business, he read a lot of philosophical books, most of which were anti-religious.

In Zheng Xian's view, Nirvana exists because of the fear of death, and God exists because of the fear of evil. Religion is the habitat of the weak and the redemption field for the helpless soul. It’s just a mirage in the distant sky, what’s fake is always fake, even if many people point to it and hiss that it’s the great way.

When is it easy for a person to believe in religion and worship gods?When you are helpless, when you encounter ups and downs and setbacks in life, when the person at this time is the most vulnerable, the gods will take advantage of this moment and start to dominate a person's life.

Of course, Zheng Xian doesn't have too many critical thoughts on religion, and having gods as spiritual sustenance is sometimes not a bad thing, at least he won't become crazy in despair.

But Zheng Xian did not agree with Ma Benzhai's pinning his hope of finding Ma Benzhen on religion and prayer. In Zheng Xian's view, this was really too negative.

Of course, Zheng Xian didn't know that Allah didn't just sit and watch and pray, as long as there were enough offerings, Allah would really send full moon warriors to help Ma Benzhen find his daughter.

Of course, this requires paying a high price. It requires Ma Benzhai to dedicate everything to himself. From then on, he will no longer have any relatives, and he will not even be able to see his daughter again, and return to the embrace of Allah. It has been in business for decades and has been passed down for several generations.

At this time, Ma Benzhai has basically lost all hope. As long as he can be sure that his daughter is still alive and can lead a normal life in the future, Ma Benzhai would rather become the most loyal servant of Allah and never see his daughter again. Attracted by any existence in the world, including the beef noodles he has struggled for all his life, to be exact, today is the last time Ma Benzhai cooks. For Ma Benzhai, Zheng Xian is simply the last guest bestowed by God.

Originally, he wanted to close the noodle shop directly, but Zheng Xian came, so it was a good idea to hand over the noodle shop to Zheng Xian.

Zheng Xian shook his head and said, "I'm sorry, I won't stay in Kyoto for too long, and I can't bear the burden of that pot of old soup."

Hearing this, Ma Benzhai couldn't help laughing bitterly. Why did he think his fate was so difficult?This real estate in Kyoto is worth at least a million dollars, so you can't even give it away?

After Ma Benzhai regained his composure, he solemnly said again: "Zheng Xian, I'm not joking, I'm serious, this store is worth at least 100 million, and with the time-honored name of my Benzhai noodle shop, 200 million is more than enough, you just need to order Head, keep this pot of old soup for me, and I will give it all to you."

Zheng Xian put down his chopsticks and said, "Uncle Benzhai, I won't stay in Kyoto for too long. The noodle restaurant you handed over to me will end up being left unattended, and finally the dust will disappear. I think you should take care of the noodle restaurant yourself. As for Benzhen's whereabouts, don't be so pessimistic. Look around, maybe you can find her? Maybe she will come back in a few days. What if you leave and she can't find you when she comes back? "

After Ma Benzhai was stunned, he finally shed tears. It would be great if there was a day when Benzhen walked in through this door again.

But Ma Benzhai knew very well that his daughter was not simply missing, but was taken away by those blood clans. Originally, he invited two full-moon warriors, but before the two full-moon warriors helped him find his daughter, one He died on a big gourd floating in the sky. Haidiye didn’t say a word after he came back, he always touched a bone necklace on his chest in a daze. According to Haidiye, there will be a large number of full moon warriors soon He came, but not to find his daughter, but to avenge the Imam. It is unbearable for Allah's fighters to be slaughtered. They came for revenge.

As for the matter of Ma Benzhai's daughter, they can't take care of it before they take revenge, unless Ma Benzhai can get the command of Allah, and if he wants to get Allah, he must turn himself into the most loyal servant of Allah.

Ma Benzhai agreed almost without hesitation. He was going to Mecca tomorrow, and today was the last time to visit this noodle shop.

Ma Benzhai sighed again, and did not continue this topic, but said: "Eat quickly, eat quickly, or the noodles will lose their texture."

Zheng Xian was really reluctant to part with this delicacy, and he seemed to know that this might be the last time he could eat Benzhai Beef Noodles.So eat with extra care.

After a while, Zheng Xian ate the whole three bowls by himself. Zheng Xian glanced at Ma Benzhai. Ma Benzhai laughed and walked into the back kitchen.

Zhou Jiaojiao ate most of the bowl and put down her chopsticks. The noodles were really good, but Zhou Jiaojiao had no plot in this regard, so that's what happened.

Zhou Jiaojiao showed a regretful expression on her face, and said in a low voice: "I am very aware of this procedure. Many people died in the chaos in Kyoto, and there are countless missing people. At this time, it is impossible to take everyone into consideration. Digging has already begun, and even if some corpses have been dug out without decay, they have been shoveled into mud by forklifts, and it may be difficult to find Ma Ben."

Zheng Xian's memory of Ma Benzhen is still in the tightly wrapped robes, those extraordinarily bright big eyes, and of course the waist-length long hair. Zheng Xian has seen too many tragedies in the world. Such an innocent girl just disappeared without a trace. In fact, it is not a big deal. At the border where Zheng Xian was at the beginning, such things would happen every now and then. Those who can find the body are lucky. That's it.

"Would you like to help find it?" Zhou Jiaojiao asked in a low voice.

Zheng Xian smiled wryly when he heard the words: "Look for it? How to find it? The capital is so big, what can I do on my own? Besides, my days are not long, time..."

Zhou Jiaojiao was fine at first, but when she heard Zheng Xian say that she didn't have much time, she couldn't help but froze for a moment, and then she frowned, staring at Zheng Xian with a pair of eyes.

It was too late when Zheng Xian realized that he had slipped the tongue, but Zheng Xian didn't intend to hide this matter from Zhou Jiaojiao for a long time, so he said: "I am not an immortal cultivator, but a cook who forcibly entered her In my body, it is precisely because of this that my cultivation foundation is not stable, and I cannot enter the realm of alchemy, so I still have at most two months and ten days... Don't worry, don't worry... ...not as serious as you might think."

Zheng Xian looked at Zhou Jiaojiao and the circles of his eyes turned red, and said hastily, "You won't die, it's just that your cultivation is all cleared, and from then on, you'll become an ordinary person."

Zhou Jiaojiao regained her composure when she heard the words, and the red circles under her eyes instantly dissipated, and then, anger burst into Zhou Jiaojiao's eyes, and she almost slapped the table: "Why didn't you tell me such a big thing? "

Zheng Xiandao: "No chance, don't you think I'll tell you now."

Zhou Jiaojiao didn't care whether Zheng Xian was a cultivator or not. In fact, if Zheng Xian wasn't a cultivator, Zhou Jiaojiao would be happier. Hundreds of years, or even hundreds of years, when she thought of Zheng Xian's permanent youth, and she turned into an old woman, Zhou Jiaojiao felt all sorts of unpleasant things in her heart. The most romantic thing for a couple is to grow old together slowly. If only she grows old, it will not be a romantic thing, but a horror thing. Zhou Jiaojiao really can't imagine that her hair is white and wrinkled, but Zheng Xian still looks like this.

Zhou Jiaojiao was stunned for a moment, and then her relaxed face became tense. She glanced at Zheng Xian and asked with a blushing face, "If you're not a cultivator, then that thing can't be changed?"

Um? 72 changes?

Immediately Zheng Xian realized that if he hadn't been concerned about Ma Benzhai's mood in the back kitchen, he would have almost laughed out loud.

Zheng Xian stabilized himself and then sighed: "Of course not. At that time, I will be an ordinary person. Let alone 72 changes, there will only be two changes."

"Ah? Two are fine." Zhou Jiaojiao showed a reluctant expression.

Zheng Xian hummed, "One is soft and the other is hard, these two changes are really quite ordinary."

Only then did Zhou Jiaojiao understand what Zheng Xian meant, and she couldn't help but blushed, she didn't want to continue such an obscene topic, Zhou Jiaojiao didn't care that much about whether Zheng Xian's stuff would change 72 times, women are emotional animals, Men are the only animals. For Zhou Jiaojiao, growing old together with Zheng Xian is obviously the most important thing.

At this time, Ma Benzhai served four bowls of beef noodles again, this time the beef noodles were more substantial, with two more slices of beef on top.

It's not that Ma Benzhai is stingy and reluctant to part with a few slices of beef, it's really boring if there is too much meat.

Without further ado, Zheng Xian picked up the noodles and ate them, but he thought of another person, his English teacher, Zhang Ke'er, who once wanted to pull Zhang Ke'er out of the abyss of the blood race, but Zhang Ke'er But Zheng Xian just remembered now that Zhang Keer named all her cats Batman. It seems that she has a kind of blood inheritance, otherwise how could Batman and cats be connected?

But now he is just as helpless, Zheng Xian has limited time, and the things he can do are even more limited, so he can only pick up the things that can be done.