That's not a game

"I didn't expect Lang Zhong to know how to name him besides his superb medical skills. It really fits Lang Zhong's appearance!"

Everyone praised, the name Xiangshengtang is really appropriate.

Lin Xiaoge shook his head helplessly and smiled, he didn't know how to name her, he named his daughter the ordinary Lin Xiaodie.

The name Pastoral Hall...is just because he knows that there will be such a place in Liyue thousands of years later.

"However...it's a bit of a bad idea to use the name of an organization that provides funeral services for my medical practice."

Lin Xiaoge murmured dumbfoundingly, and continued to treat these people.

In the blink of an eye, it was night.

The people in this village also knew that it was time for Lin Xiaoge to rest, so they gradually dispersed.

After a tiring day, Lin Xiaoge stretched his waist. When he got up and was about to make dinner, he suddenly felt his eyes darkened and his legs felt weak, so he sat down directly.

"Doctor!"

On the side, Gan Lin's exclamation came immediately.

At the same time, there was Mandrill's undisguised worried gaze.

"Langzhong, you should rest first, I think you haven't had a good rest for several days."

Gan Lin said distressedly that she knew that for the past few months, the white-haired young man in front of her didn't sleep more than three hours a day.

He heals people during the day, and stays up late at night to purify the land with his own blood.

The loss of blood and the lack of rest time made Lin Xiaoge look very weak at this time.

Seeing Lin Xiaoge's bloodless lips, Mandrill couldn't help pursing his lips and said, "Doctor, let's have a good rest tomorrow."

Feeling the weakness of her own body, Lin Xiaoge smiled helplessly, "If it weren't for Gan Lin, your cooking skills are really terrible, you can't learn how to cook, and I have to cook by myself whenever I need it."

His weakness was not overdrafted weakness, it was just that he was too tired, and he didn't have any worries about his life.

Gan Lin puffed up his cheeks, and said aggrievedly, "It's not like you don't know, sir, that with me around, the fire wouldn't start at all."

Bing Qilin's body was so cold that the fire on the stove could not be lit.

Lin Xiaoge patted Gan Lin's little head dumbfounded, propped up her body again, and was about to go to the kitchen to start making today's dinner.

However, just as he came together, the courtyard gate of this temporary medicine house was suddenly pushed open.

"Sorry, it's very late. If you want to get medical treatment, please come back tomorrow...Mr. Zhongli? You're back."

Lin Xiaoge looked at Zhongli standing at the gate with a little surprise, after all, the other party hadn't come back for a whole week.

If it weren't for the occasional progress notifications from the system, Lin Xiaoge would have suspected that something had happened to the other party.

But what made Lin Xiaoge a little puzzled was that Zhongli, who was standing at the door, didn't respond to him immediately.

This made Lin Xiaoge hesitate, and asked tentatively, "Mr. Zhongli, did something happen?"

Zhongli, who was dressed in a blood-stained white robe, slowly raised his head and looked at Lin Xiaoge in a daze.

"Langzhong, what do you think we are trying so hard to stop this war?"

Chapter 39 What you can't understand, let me understand for you.

"Mr. Zhongli, what's the matter with you?"

At the dinner table, Lin Xiaoge asked again, with worried eyes.

He knew that in less than half a year, Zhongli had at least a hundred demon god lives in his hands.

Among them, there is an existence that can truly be called a demon god and has control over power.

However, there are also paper tigers "devil gods" who just control the power of some elements and start to cause harm to the world.

And thanks to Zhongli's killing spree, Lin Xiaoge's goal 1 progress has reached a full 60%.

But at the same time, Zhongli was a little bit confused after the killing spree.

It's not that he can no longer fight for the doctor.It's just that he has already solved the last demon god in the pictures in his mind that might hurt the doctor.

So when he came back, he was a little confused.

The person who may have endangered the doctor has been completely eliminated. Does this war still need to be stopped?

So, can he not fight, but stay by Lang Zhong's side to protect Lang Zhong?

On the way back, Zhongli kept thinking about this question.

After all, he is still a demon god, and he cannot fight for human beings or the so-called sentient beings.

He can't even understand human suffering.

Because the survival problem that human beings are troubled by, in his eyes, is not a problem at all.

At this time, Morax, in the end... still can't know the suffering of the common people.

Lin Xiaoge also understood this very well. He knew that Morax, the demon god in front of him, was only fighting for him now because of his rude request.

Just like the salt in the ground, the other party agreed to him and would work with him to prevent this war.

However, it's not for these sentient beings, it's just for him, Lin Xiaoge.

Therefore, Lin Xiaoge sighed helplessly, "Mr. Morax, it has been almost half a year since you became a human named Zhongli. Are you still unable to understand the joys and sorrows of others?"

Zhongli, who was eating braised pork, chewed for a while. He lowered his head in frustration, like a child who failed an exam, and said very disappointedly, "Sorry... Doctor."

He is sorry for his inability to understand the joys and sorrows of human beings. He would not apologize for this, but because of the will of the future, and because of the past six months, the white man in front of him has long been in his heart. Young people are as important as relatives.

Lin Xiaoge couldn't help but put a piece of braised pork into Zhongli's bowl, and said with a smile, "Mr. Zhongli, you don't need to apologize, you are a demon god, and you have a completely different perspective from human beings. It is very difficult to understand the joys and sorrows of human beings." It's normal, no need to apologize."

"But... I don't want to disappoint Langzhong."

Zhong Li lowered his head and said so.

Lin Xiaoge was silent, he stretched out his hand, wanting to touch Zhongli's head and comfort him.

But soon, he took it back.

Because, the other party... Maybe it is indeed a demon god who has not been born for a long time.

However, the other party is destined to become the Emperor of the Rock, how can he touch the other party's head casually, then the other party is too imposing.

Zhongli didn't notice Lin Xiaoge's movements, he just lowered his head, chewing the braised pork and rice in his mouth.

After a long time, as if he had made up his mind, he swallowed the rice and braised pork in one gulp, raised his head, and looked at Lin Xiaoge very seriously.

"Langzhong, although I can't understand the joys and sorrows of human beings, but... for Langzhong, I will try my best to understand all of this!"

Lin Xiaoge was stunned for a moment, but at the same time her heart warmed, she couldn't help shaking her head and smiling, "Mr. Zhongli, that seems to be forcing you."

"No...for Langzhong's words, it's not a reluctance."

"is it?"

In Lin Xiaoge's eyes, there was a trace of helplessness and self-blame.

He was doubting, could such an immature Morax, after he left, really become the rock king who protected Liyue in the future?

The other party is too immature.

Now he only knows how to fight for one person.

This kind of him is a somewhat naive Morax child, not the rock king who "has no intention of competing, but knows the suffering of the people".

Lin Xiaoge was blaming himself for causing the other party to become like this, could it be because of him?

After all, his "education" was not considered successful, making Moraxk a "selfish" who only knew how to fight for one person.

Unfortunately, Lin Xiaoge was quite helpless with all the current situation.

Because, he seems... difficult to change Morax.

At this moment, Morax was already somewhat finalized.

The opponent now only wants to fight for him.

Whether it is to end this war, or to understand the suffering of all beings, it is all based on the point of "for the doctor".

Lin Xiaoge had a slight headache, when did it all start?

Since when did the opponent... only want to fight for him?

That's right, it was the day Ah Yan escaped, the day Mr. Zhongli fell to the ground.

Ever since he asked the other party to end this war that day, the other party... only wanted to fight for him.

Lin Xiaoge breathed out, and couldn't help asking Zhongli tentatively, "Mr. Zhongli...are you worried that I'm too sad because of Ah Yan's departure?"

Zhongli, who was cooking, paused, raised his head and said hesitantly, "But Langzhong, you are not so sad because of Ah Yan's departure, or is it because I didn't realize it?"

"No... I'm really not sad because of Ah Yan's departure, because I know that Ah Yan just ran away, and she will come back." Lin Xiaoge shook her head.

"Then why did the doctor say that?" Zhong Li asked doubtfully again, with a puzzled look on his face.

Lin Xiaoge was silent for a long time before she said helplessly, "I was just thinking, Mr. Zhongli, if you only understand the suffering of sentient beings for me, can you really understand the suffering of sentient beings?"

Zhongli choked again while eating, and said helplessly, "Sorry... Doctor."

Zhongli knew that the doctor had noticed it, and even if Morax was trying to understand the suffering of all living beings for the sake of the doctor, the suffering he understood was probably false.

Those sufferings are probably all-"The doctor thinks it is suffering, so it is suffering" "The doctor said that these human beings are suffering, so they are indeed suffering"-this kind of suffering.

These are all sufferings understood by Lin Xiaoge as the main reason.

Lin Xiaoge looked at Zhongli who was disappointed and apologetic in front of him, and felt dumbfounded again.

This time, without hesitation, he stretched out his hand and stroked Zhongli's head.

His voice was a little helpless.

But more, it is a kind of tenderness.

"It's okay, Zhongli."

"If you cannot understand the suffering of sentient beings, then I will understand it for you."

"If you cannot understand human joy, then I will understand it for you."

"If you can't understand everything in the world, then I will understand it for you."

"This is my contract with you."

And you, you only need to become the Emperor of the Rock.

Chapter 40 is good at chatting with the real king: I have seen the mother of the emperor!

Three bowls, but not Hong Kong, is a street stall in Liyuegang.

There is wine and tea here, and many businessmen who come and go will stop here for a while, drink a warm cup of tea, listen to the stories told by the storyteller, and after spending this comfortable time, they will continue their business. Row.

To a large extent, the people who come and go stay for it, and most of the time it is the eloquent storytelling ability of the storyteller.

After all, for travelers from foreign countries, Liyue's stories are always very interesting.

And at noon today, Mandrill led Kong and Hu Tao to the three bowls of Bugang, ordered some drinks and snacks, and waited for the storyteller to arrive.

"Senior Mandrill, why do you suddenly want to listen to books on a whim?"

On the side, Hu Nuo asked while chewing peanuts.

Mandrill folded his hands on his chest, and said calmly, "Although the stories told by the storytellers are far from the real history, what's more, the stories told by the storytellers are accepted by more people because they are more story-like."

"That's why these stories are more popular than real history, and easier to remember than history, so they have been passed down like this."

"really……"

Sora nodded in agreement, this is the same reason that Mond people always think that their Fengshen is a gentle big sister, but in fact Fengshen is a cute boy.

"Oh, so senior Mandrill is here to take us to listen to the story of the patriarch?" Hu Tao asked suddenly.

But Mandrill didn't say a word, just quietly raised his chin, motioning for Hu Tao to look in one direction.

Hu Tao was stunned, and looked in the direction indicated by Mandrill, and saw that behind the screen, the three bowls of Hong Kong's signature storyteller had already come out from behind the screen, swung the folding fan in his hand, and opened it with a rustle.

And he also opened his mouth slowly at this moment.

"The last book said that in Liyue at that time, there were giant demons invading the sea, and evil chinchillas entrenched in the mountains."