Volume 1·Huangquan December Chapter 227: Painting Sand and Gathering Rice

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Cheng You's heart was beating so fast that Shi Wuqi heard that they were very worried about telling the matter clearly, it was deafening.

"So... that's it." His voice was trembling a little, "You are right."

What is he talking about...does he know what he is talking about?

What are Kisaragi-kun talking about?

All this made Aluan feel baffled. It was difficult for her to interpret this kind of conversation that spanned many things, even though she couldn't tell what those things were, she just felt absurd and sick.

"That is indeed a considerable degree of respect." Lord Ruyue said, "Okay, I recognize you."

"thank you……"

"Nonsense." Yun Ge said disdainfully.

Lord Ruyue cast his gaze on him and said, "You don't understand this. Admiration and murderous intent do not conflict. When you have a considerable degree of admiration for someone, it will indeed be easier for you to have murderous intent instead."

"What a mess." Yun Ge looked unhappy, "It's all nonsense. I have never been so disrespectful towards my late father."

"Blood relatives should be treated differently. There is no such feeling in admiring great men of different eras. To be honest, there may be jealousy, but it is not entirely jealousy. The image you admire comes from someone, to Someone is born into everything, and he and his abilities become your passive standard. When you are in the same world, you will realize that it is possible for you to break it."

"Is this what is called deep love and deep hatred?" Shi Wuqi asked casually.

"It's very complicated, and there are too many reasons. Because I can't pursue the goal I hope for no matter what, I start to hate the people who have brought me such a goal. This is one kind, but it is also the person I think is the most stupid. There are very few of them, or He does not reflect on himself, only sees the suffering he has experienced, and puts aside all talk of chance and talent. He only thinks that hard work should lead to results - not to mention that some people have not put in equivalent efforts. However, Cheng Gongzi Naturally, they are not among them. I saw these..."

Cheng You bowed cautiously, wondering whether he should accept this specious appreciation.

"You should want to kill me."

"yes."

"I want to replace it, and I believe that I will be able to make it watertight and seamless, so that my name and legend can extend infinitely in this world, and it will be even better. Is that so?"

Cheng You stopped talking. He almost felt that Kisaragi-kun knew him better than he did. Those feelings and words that even she didn't understand were clearly explained by her. After touching it thoroughly, he broke it open and placed it in broad daylight, making it clear to all.

"At that time, who is Cheng You?"

Cheng You shook his head, as if to deny the hidden meaning of Lord Ruyue's words.

"A name is just a name, a name is just a symbol."

"Isn't what you are pursuing just the symbol brought by the three words 'Ruyue-kun'?"

"The value is different."

"Value?" She frowned, as if she was dissatisfied with the word. "What's the difference? Is the name Six Paths Impermanent superior to others? I don't think so."

"No...that's not what I meant." Cheng You lost his sharp tongue again, "You are one of a kind."

"Yes. You know the truth - everyone is unique. Therefore, the pride in your bones believes that you can already be compared with me, so you have this level of murderous intention. Except for the young in the nest, no one would want to see you. Come out to yourself in the mirror, even if it's just a statement. Confidence is always a good thing, but... I don't think you have this ability."

"I know."

"That's why you didn't show your murderous intent. But, I forced the seed to germinate, right?"

"..."

They all could see that he wanted to retort, but didn't know where to start. Ru Yuejun's every word is so delicate that everything Cheng You says at this time seems like sophistry. So he wisely gave up, regrouped his emotions, and still smiled.

"So, I want to ask you for advice."

"But I have nothing to teach you." Lord Ruyue glanced at Dai Luan, "Even my disciples. I didn't teach them anything. And teaching you anything will not do me any good. In other words By the way..."

She paused and moistened her throat. She had never been so talkative to people she didn't know well.

"Are you going to replace Kisaragi-kun with what 'Kisaragi-kun' taught you?"

This was a familiar sentence pattern, and Mu Wan trembled. When used here, it is indeed indescribably appropriate. It's just that people who understand feel a chilling feeling of fear when they hear it. Even they can't tell what they are afraid of.

Cheng You's attitude was very firm.

"I'm open to any advice you can give me."

"Isn't Kisaragi-kun just a name? It can be anyone." Kisaragi-kun said lightly, as if Chengyou didn't understand what she meant, or she wasn't prepared or expected him to understand, "Where's my name? I I don’t have a name, and I don’t remember my own name. I am Kisaragi-kun. Who was I before Kisaragi-kun, and who was Kisaragi-kun after me? I don’t care, Jianghu doesn’t care, and neither does that Lord.”

"I care! I've come this far for you!" He suddenly became excited.

"You don't care. You only care about Kisaragi-kun." Kisaragi-kun responded.

"But I have spent so much time, money and energy, and it doesn't just stop at seeing you and talking to you. I have paid enough, but I have never received anything in return!"

Kisaragi-kun turned around.

"Not for me. You should do it for yourself. If you are trying to get something from the beginning, it can indeed be called a clear purpose. It's just that you personally limit the purpose to this level. Your ambition has long changed along the way. It’s just that it’s so natural, so natural that you didn’t feel anything was wrong and accepted it happily.”

"At least..." Cheng You stretched out his hand, "At least give me a chance to discuss with you!"

The person in front of him turned his head slightly, with some hesitation.

"...Sparring?"

"Don't be fooled by him!" Dai Luan was anxious, "Who knows what bad ideas he has!"

Lord Ruyue said nothing, just walked to the door and opened it. They all thought she was leaving, so they all moved closer to that side. But she didn't. There was another person standing outside the door, and she asked him to come in. Judging from the posture of the man leaning against the wall, it seemed that he had been waiting and listening for a long time.

It's Shui Wujun.

"I'm really sorry, everyone." Ruyue-kun apologized, "I thought it would be quick, so I asked my colleague to wait outside the door. It seems that it took too long, so I'd better ask him to come in and sit down."

Those heavy swords hung on Shui Wujun's slender figure, and he slightly bumped against the door frame when he came in. When he walked into the house, the small shop seemed even more cramped. Compared to the last time we met at Juiyun Mountain, he had not changed at all. He still had a straight face, as if someone owed him eighteen hundred silver ingots or gold.

Lord Ruyue continued: "It counts as asking him to do a notarization. Lord Shuiwu also heard it..."

Then she turned back and said to Cheng You happily: "What do you want to compete with me?"

"Painting, martial arts, poison." He spat out.

Shui Wujun spoke for the first time after meeting, but there was no emotion in his words.

"You came prepared."

"maybe."

"How about one year?" Ruyue said.

"Of course it's no problem." Things went so smoothly that Cheng You felt incredible. He then asked, "What are you betting on?"

"Bet what you want. Your name, and mine."

Shanhai and the others didn't understand what Lord Ruyue meant.

Cheng You said: "No. Your name is much more valuable than mine..."

"It's just a name. As I said, there's no such thing as high or low in value."

"Since you think it's okay."

"Then let's start now."

"Now?"

Lord Ruyue stopped replying. She passed by Lord Shui Wu and disappeared into the deserted streets. Shui Wujun didn't look back, not even when Cheng You rushed out the door. Dai Luan couldn't stand any longer, so she ran over and Shui Wujun glanced at her. When they came to the door, Dai Luan chased them out and looked, but couldn't find the shadow of the two people anywhere, as if they had disappeared out of thin air.

This scene reminded her of her "parting" with Lord Ruyue in Jintong Township.

They may meet again, but Dai Luan is unwilling to do so. She came back glumly and couldn't help complaining:

"What the hell is this? And what's the point of betting on names? If they are monsters, they can be made into shikigami, but human names have no value... and have no effect. The six paths are impermanent. The title carries countless responsibilities, and he simply cannot afford it! Will Yama Demon recognize him? Moreover, how can Lord Kisaragi give it away?"

Shanhai also wanted to know these questions. Especially Mu Wan, she felt like she had watched a terrible show. The script is fine, but the actor is not. The reason may be that she has limited affection for him.

"He still doesn't know what he wants." Mu Wan commented, "He just wants to prove himself."

"He may have lived too long. Ordinary people's minds will be worn away over a long period of time."

For some reason, the two girls glanced at Shi Wuqi, which made him a little dissatisfied.

"Hey, don't compare me to that kind of person." He patted the ashes left on the wall, "Okay, let's get back to the business. May I ask why Shuiwu-kun... appears here?"

Shan Hai and the others did not dare to speak. Yun Ge has been watching, and he is not blind. Shui Wujun also knows who he is. They were worried that if they spoke about this incident, the finally calm scene would become even more chaotic. They have to comfort themselves that remaining silent is not deception, and shutting up at the right time can be considered a kind act-at least now it will not cause unnecessary trouble.

"I know Kisaragi-kun is here, and I came to see her. We have finished talking about it, and she said, I can ask you to please me."

"..."

What kind of work did Lord Ruyue take over for them without permission?

"In exchange..." he continued, "I need to tell him something."

Shui Wujun raised his hand and pointed at Yun Ge. The latter's expression was quite calm, but Shan Hai couldn't help but sweat.

At this time, the two apprentices suddenly came back. The two of them were frustrated. One of them held a paper bag in one hand, and the other held a wine gourd in the other hand. they said:

"I bought some wine, but I really don't have any chicken. They have two sesame seed pancakes left, so you can make do with it..."

Yun Ge waved his hand and told them to put it wherever they wanted. The younger one saw the blood on his hands and immediately stepped forward.

"What did you do? Oops, the table is broken. Oops, senior brother, please bring some water, and I will go find gauze. How did you do this? Could it be that you..."

"It has nothing to do with us -" Mu Wan looked embarrassed, "The matter is complicated. But we also feel that bandaging him first is the most important thing."

The store was noisy, but Yun Ge didn't pay attention. He didn't feel any pain at all, he just stared into Shui Wujun's eyes and asked:

"What do you want to say? Say it first."

"Your Majesty..."

"Did you kill him?"

His tone was unexpectedly calm, but other people's hearts were in their throats, and even the two apprentices were at a loss.

"Yes." Shui Wujun admitted.

Yun Ge got the answer, but he didn't know whether it was consistent with what he imagined. He could not see that he was impermanent, but he could guess it. With the help of the young man, he sat on the nearest stool, his hands shaking a little, as if he finally felt pain. He took a few deep breaths and exhaled again.

"Don't be angry..." Dai Luan said carefully.

"It's okay." He shook his head, "I know, he is doing business. I know... Although I should hate impermanence, I still can't hate it. Judging from your outfit, you should be Fusongfengdai·Shuiwujun . You were the knifemaker that my father admired most during his lifetime, and I also admired you the most. But my respect may not be as deep as my father's. And I can only tinker with silver jewelry, and I have not inherited any other advantages."

"That's not what I want to say." Shui Wujun said without changing his expression, "This may be good news for you."

"Really? What good news that could be."

"Your father is not a bad person."