Mortal Bones

If the price of using the Book of Life and Death is to lose the luck of the Golden Scale Ranking, Xu Taiping will agree without hesitation.

In the face of the life and death of the people of a piece of heaven and earth, let alone the luck given to him by the Golden Scale Ranking, even if it is combined with his own luck, he will agree without hesitation.

If the price of using the Book of Life and Death is to let himself die on the spot, Xu Taiping will refuse without hesitation.

He is willing to live in the abyss of evil and do good, but the premise is that he can "do".

If he can't even save his own life, what is the use of "doing good"?

But the reason why he hesitated and fell into a choice at the moment is because the price required for using the Book of Life and Death in the mouth of Emperor Xuanhuang is just between these two.

If he agrees, he will not die on the spot, but the pain he will face next and the revenge of Jiuyuan on him, it is not an exaggeration to say that life is worse than death.

But if he refuses, he feels a little pity.

"Although the price is huge, it is not completely unbearable. Compared with the fate of the entire world of Xuanhuangtian, the pain endured by a mere person is nothing?"

Xu Taiping tried to persuade in his heart.

But immediately, he shook his head and said:

"But my path of cultivation will stop here, and I will not be able to return to Qingxuan Sect because of Jiuyuan's hatred."

"Not to mention fulfilling grandpa's last wish and seeing the scenery in the eyes of those immortals who ascended to heaven."

The more Xu Taiping thought about it, the more confused he became.

He didn't want to abandon the greater good, but he didn't want to abandon his selfishness and interrupt his path of cultivation.

"Grandpa, am I selfish? But my grandson has finally come to this point. If I give up like this, I will not be willing..."

Xu Taiping squatted on the ground with his head down, looking more confused than ever before.

When he was in Tianhai Pass, even when facing the monsters that surged out of the sea like a tide, he never showed such a fragile look at this moment.

Although Xu Taiping had made many decisions about life and death before, he didn't know why this time would become so difficult.

"Grandpa, if only you were still here, you would surely be able to help your grandson solve his doubts."

Xu Taiping crossed his fingers, and knocked his forehead against his fingertips again and again with an expressionless face.

Thinking this way, Xu Taiping instinctively recalled fragments of memories related to his grandfather, and wanted to find the answer from them.

But these fragments were too messy, and he couldn't even remember a complete conversation with his grandfather.

"Don't worry, think slowly."

At this moment, Emperor Xuanhuang suddenly reached out and gently patted Xu Taiping on the head.

And at this moment, the warm touch from Emperor Xuanhuang's palm made Xu Taiping's mind flash, and a past with his grandfather when he was young emerged very clearly.

It was a cool autumn afternoon.

The sun, which had already set in the west, lingered on the edge of the horizon, illuminating the clouds in the sky with blood red.

At this time, Xu Taiping, who was only five years old, was carrying a small bamboo basket full of sweet potatoes, while his grandfather was carrying a large bundle of dry firewood.

The grandfather and grandson walked hand in hand on a small path in the field, saying one or two insignificant words from time to time.

"Taiping, what do you want to do when you grow up?"

When they were about to get home, Xu Taiping's grandfather suddenly asked a question that many people had heard when they were children.

"Rich people!"

Little Taiping tightened the small basket and blurted out.

Grandpa Xu Taiping laughed heartily at first, then shook his head and said:

"There are many rich people. Doctor Liu in the village is rich, Carpenter Wang is rich, and Scholar Sun is also rich. What kind of rich person do you want to be?"

Little Taiping thought about it seriously, and then muttered softly:

"Although Doctor Liu is rich, he is afraid of his wife, I don't like him. Carpenter Wang is also rich, but he is timid and dare not walk at night, I don't like him. Although Scholar Sun's family is also rich, he is sick every day, and I can't understand a word he says, I don't like him either."

Hearing this, Grandpa Xu Taiping laughed heartily again.

"You don't like this, you don't like that, tell me, what kind of person do you like to be when you grow up?"

Grandpa Xu Taiping suddenly stopped and looked down at Little Taiping who was holding his hand very seriously.

"Well... this..."

Little Taiping thought for a long time but couldn't figure it out. In the end, he remembered scratching his head and looking around.

"Grandpa, Grandpa!"

Little Taiping suddenly raised his head, pointed at a bird flying in the sky with his little hand and said loudly: "When I grow up, I don't want to be a human, I want to be a bird!"

Hearing this, Grandpa Xu Taiping was stunned at first, then shook his head and asked with a smile:

"If you don't want to be a human, why do you want to be a bird?"

Hearing this, Little Taiping withdrew his eyes from the bird hand, then looked up at his grandfather beside him with a serious face and said:

"Doctor Liu, Carpenter Wang and Scholar Sun, although they are all very money, but they don't live comfortably at all!"

As he said this, Xiao Taiping pointed at the soaring bird in the sky, and then excitedly said in his childish voice:

"They don't live as comfortably as that bird!"

"I, I want to live as comfortably as that bird when I grow up, and fly wherever I want!"

"No one can stop me!"

Hearing this, Grandpa Xu Taiping opened his mouth slightly, and after a while, he squatted down with a look of surprise, gently rubbed Xiao Taiping's head with his hand and asked:

"Little Taiping, although their lives are not comfortable, they are much more stable than birds. They don't have to worry about starving to death because of not finding food, being shot to death by hunters, or hawks that may appear in the sky at any time."

"Safe?"

Obviously, Taiping, who was only about five years old at the time, did not know what the word "safe" meant.