Xue Miyin got a lot of money.
The crudely made sacks contained real gold and silver. She took the money and felt it was heavy in her hands. She didn't dare to shake it easily, for fear that there would be a hole in the bottom of the bag and the money would flow out. Carrying the bag, she looked towards the noisy distance. On that street, there was a beautiful sedan chair, which looked like a carefully decorated fang. It was about to take a poor girl into a spacious house. The courtyard gate and walls were covered with scarlet silks and lanterns, like the night opening its bloody mouth. The firecrackers were like the excitement of cooking sheep and slaughtering cattle during the New Year, and the noisy gongs and drums that were no different from the sound of chewing in advance were ringing in her ears—even though they had long gone.
"Why are you so dazed?" The friend poked her with his elbow, "Aren't you going to count?"
"Ah, I forgot."
Miyin lowered his head and opened the bag to take a closer look. The moonlight is very weak tonight, but these gold and silver are like a light source, enough to blind the eyes of many poor people.
"should be no problem?"
"Yes? You really don't care. Forget it, go find a bank to deposit it."
"It's so late. I wonder if the bank is closed."
"Just go and take a look and you'll find out."
The two of them walked side by side on the street, neither saying a word. They only stayed here for three days, but they made so much money. In fact, it is like this every time. The two of them can always make a lot of money in a short time in a new place, and then go to the next place to spend time, drink, enjoy life, and then repeat their old tricks. These two are indeed good partners. At least in business, their cooperation is much more efficient than their separate actions. It was like in the past few days, she was just a yin-yang man pretending to be a fortune teller, telling a poor girl's family a fortune, telling some shocking things in a confused way, and asking him to marry off his daughter in a hurry. What the snake did was to go to the girl and her sweetheart and say something to each of them to make them unhappy. The girl and the boy are both young and energetic, and it will take them a while to get angry. If the host's matchmaker takes advantage of the situation, the marriage will be a success.
How can this be considered immoral? There is no first-come-first-served relationship. The poor poor girl will never be happy if she marries a poor poor boy and has to take care of his seriously ill parents. The young master from the rich family's affection for the girl is not inferior to that of the woodcutter, otherwise why would he want to ask them for help. Although the reputation of these two people is not very loud in the world, when they go to a place, they can always make a name for themselves as fortune tellers. People spread the word, and big customers soon came to visit. They are like a troupe, attracting everyone's attention when they come, and then become people's pastime after dinner, and are soon forgotten. Miyin never felt that she was doing anything noble. After all, they were also driven by profit, not to mention that the two of them had done more unethical things.
She knew that her words had a power that could make most ordinary people believe them to be true. Even if they were just polished rhetoric, no one would verify them. People don't care about truth or falsehood, they only care about how you speak nicely. Once your words are heard, it is much easier for people to do something. As time went by, more and more people became convinced of her claims. She has discovered that the more naturally and confidently she speaks, the easier it is for listeners to believe her.
"Isn't this more money than you make playing music and singing?" Her friend said with a smile, "In comparison, I can't believe how I survived such hard times in the past."
"Well... I got through it anyway."
Having said this, Yaon gently touched the shamisen she carried on her shoulder. She rarely played music seriously anymore. The biggest use of this piano was to attract passers-by to look at them when they first settled in a place. Her piano sound also has a special magic, no matter who it is, they will stop by her side. This was an ability she had never had in the past. She had realized that even the strings passing through her fingertips were endowed with demonic power. She remembered that she once deceived Ling Huan by lying that the piano was given to her by Lord Shuangyue. I don’t know if Ling Huan knows the truth now, but that is no longer important.
The important thing is... Amiao seems to have not appeared again for a long time.
It’s not that Mi Yin has never thought about this. Except in front of the snow house in Wanren Mountain, Amiao ran out once because of fun, and then... Miyin could feel that this weird little guy had not gone far, but it was indeed not far away. There was a shadow, probably because he stayed in the piano and refused to come out. Perhaps for Amiao, it positioned itself as Miyin's friend, and of course Miyin always thought so. But now, she has a real, living, lost and found friend, so does Amiao feel that it is no longer necessary to accompany her? Or does it feel like it has lost value? Miyin didn't want it to think like this. Of course, she regarded this spiritual cat as her companion, no matter what. It is not just a simple cat, nor is it a substitute for Miaomiao. If it was really losing its temper, Mi Yin should be given a chance to coax it.
However, Miaomiao doesn't like cats. It's not about anything, but... the snake demon's instinct. She admitted this to Miyin frankly, and Miyin accepted it. This is a legitimate reason, and she shouldn't make baseless accusations. So the current situation is pretty good for my friends. Although snakes are fast, cats are faster than snakes. Even if your best friend is so powerful, you will still have such worries. This is normal... Miyin told herself that everyone's likes and dislikes should be respected.
"By the way," Miyin suddenly said, "Where should we go next?"
"It doesn't matter where you go. Why, don't you like this life of no fixed abode?"
"No, of course not." Miyin shook his head repeatedly, "The comfortable life now is much better than the past when I had a place to live but was unhappy. Just occasionally, I also want to know where our feet are leading to and what exactly they are. Where to go.”
Her best friend stopped and smiled. She smiles so cutely, just like she did when she was little. But now, like an adult, she is patient and teaches the younger generation carefully:
"Isn't Miyin still adapting to the life of becoming a monster? This is what real monsters are like. Only a very small number of inferior monsters who retain animal habits will maintain contact with the group. Powerful monsters call home all over the world, using the sky as their cover and the earth as their cover. As a feast, the sun, moon and stars are all lights in the house. Independence is a sign of maturity, and freedom is a symbol of strength. Promise me not to have too many worries. As long as we are still together, we will no longer feel confused."
Xue Miyin wanted to say "ok", but something blocked her voice, so she could only open her mouth. So she nodded, agreeing with the snake's words. After being together for so long, she should have known that friends can do no wrong.
"So what are your plans?" Miyin couldn't help but ask her, "What do you want to do... or something."
"I still have a goal. I really want to get the Demon-Conquering Pestle. As you can see, although my magic is enough to protect myself now, I still can't do more. As the saying goes, there is a sky outside the sky. If you want to get something big in a short time, For progress, just practicing in seclusion is of no use. You know, I am a person who cannot bear loneliness."
After saying that, she took Miyin's arm and continued walking forward. There were no lights on the road, only faint starlight. But her night vision had become better than before, and the light was enough for her to see the ground beneath her feet.
"But, just because it's still far away... it's still difficult for us to get the magic weapon from that woman."
"Think of another way." said the snake, "We are indeed not strong enough. Listen, it's so quiet tonight - but I just don't like silence. The snake part of my body tells me that silence means emptiness. Nothing means hunger; the human part scares me more than snakes... It keeps reminding me of how I struggled in the deserted night in the valley many years ago. I was also very hungry at that time, but fear is more terrible than hunger. People are not only afraid of death. I was very young at that time, and I was also afraid of the dark. It is only now that I feel better - because the snake part is the predator. Lord of the night. But I still haven’t overcome my fear of silence, so I like to keep talking. Do you remember that at that time, I would encourage everyone to find ways to survive together? Because I was afraid that everyone would lose their desire for life, just Waiting for death quietly. I don’t like it. In fact, when you think about it, I am the one who is most afraid.”
Xue Miyin realized these words personally very early on. She is honest enough with herself, and everything she tells is the truth. Even if there were lies mixed in, Miyin felt it was insignificant. She would say a lot of very, very scary things to others.
"The Demonic Pestle can not only bring us strength," the friend continued, "it is a symbol. With it, we have more say in the world. We are born in the world, a drop in the ocean, we have no choice, and now we should It’s our turn to call the shots.”
"How to do it?"
"With the magic weapon in hand, we have more authority. In many places, even if we do nothing, people and monsters will respect us. With it, the things I can provoke are not limited to people... It can also be between city and city, country and country, race and race. When individuals rise to the level of a group, quarrels will become wars." Demon Snake clapped his hands and said cheerfully, "I like wars - there is a lot of people, The swords are touching each other and the artillery fire is roaring. Every moment is like a Chinese New Year. War makes everything fall apart, but it doesn't matter. Even if the earth is riddled with holes, don't underestimate its power of self-healing. Isn't it also said in Taoism that Tai Chi The two rites give rise to the two rites, the two rites give rise to the four images, the four signs give rise to the Bagua, and the Bagua gives rise to all things?”
That seems to be the case...it doesn't seem to be the case.
"It sounds a bit scary," Miyin paused, then added, "But it doesn't seem to be bad."
"Really? As long as we have the ability to live long enough, we can witness the world becoming more prosperous."
"The gibberish of a lunatic."
"who?!"
The third person's voice suddenly broke into this wild idea. The two stopped and found an uninvited guest in the middle of the road. The snake stared at the stumbling block angrily. But when she saw who the person in front of her was, she showed a look of surprise and confusion. The same goes for Miyin, but there are more of them. She asked:
"Is it you? How did you find us? What...are you doing here again?"
But the friend was eager to give it a try: "You really came to my door. We just talked about you."
"It's easy to find you, but I don't want to fight and kill you when we meet."
Wei Donglin's eyes were still cold, perhaps because of the ice mask. The snake tilted its head and asked:
"That may not be up to you. But, what are you doing here? Chat?"
"Talk about business." Wei Donglin replied calmly, "And... create a war - not with you."
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