She Zishu was alone again.
It was Tao Zhu who convinced her that she no longer wanted to go back - but of course she would not leave with Tao Zhu, who naturally had no intention of receiving her. Tao Zhu's mission has been accomplished: spread an idea, an idea. This idea quickly took root in She Zishu's mind, and she successfully convinced herself.
She could no longer go on with Chenxing and the others.
It is a truth known to everyone that people of different ways should not work together. Since she is regarded as a friend by the girls of the Ye family, she has no reason to stay around them. As a result, the disputes are endless. It is difficult for anyone to convince anyone, and any future communication may escalate into conflict, which will also have an impact on their relationship.
She Zishu has never thought about deliberately maintaining any relationship. She is a bit "straightforward", or in other words, she doesn't know how to conceal it, or she has forgotten the method of concealment. Sometimes honesty between friends is a good thing, sometimes it's not, and she can't tell. If one party always has to accommodate the other party, it will feel very tiring just thinking about it. After reluctantly empathizing with the Ye girls, she felt an indescribable discomfort.
She doesn't want to accommodate others - otherwise she wouldn't think about putting herself in someone else's shoes. She was not completely driven by Tao's rhythm, but she seemed to have begun to have a different feeling. In the eyes of ordinary people, this kind of thing is called "self".
Or, selfish? She wasn't quite sure how the words were divided yet. But it must be a sense of self.
If the act of wanting to help others was defined as altruism, Zishu would probably disagree. She thought, if you get happiness from helping others and satisfying other people's wishes, and you also get satisfaction from something in yourself, then is it possible that the motivation for doing good is the latter? Do people do this just to get a sense of satisfaction from helping others?
Is she just such a person?
Her motives are no longer great and glorious, or all people with such motives cannot be defined as purely good people. But that's not what she did. To put it bluntly, she never thought about other messy things, but Zishu couldn't let the girls who cared about her, including Chenxing, define her "self" as a kind of "kindness".
She is clearly not such a person.
Yes, she left them and walked alone on the long road. She has always been alone, maybe she was like this before she lost her memory, it's no big deal. But she felt empty in her body, as if a piece of it had been taken away. She thought that she might just be used to the feeling before, but now it suddenly disappeared, and she was a little uncomfortable with it.
Walking on the empty street, she finally noticed something strange.
It's so quiet here. It was clearly daytime and she had just arrived in this town. Walking on the flat bluestone floor, there was no one around. All the stalls were unattended and in a mess, as if the vendors had suddenly left without knowing where they were going. It was the same at the tea house and restaurant. Half of the food on the table was left, but the diners were nowhere to be seen.
What happened? Her attention finally returned to reality. Recently, her thoughts have been wandering in all directions, and she can't stop thinking when she is quieter. Now she was finally awakened by these anomalies. She pricked up her ears and faintly heard something coming from the front. Those were not human voices—or rather, they were mixed with some human modalities. Of course, the most important thing is the sound of cold weapons clashing with each other.
She soon discovered that this was only the harsher part of it. Even the sound is not metal and metal, but... metal and ground, and wall.
Someone was holding a weapon and attacking the people in the middle of the open space. There are many people holding weapons. Judging from their clothes, it seems that there is more than one force. But their enemy seems to be the one who remains unmoved without exception. They attacked again and again, but were always beaten to the ground with their bare hands. During this process, the man barely moved a step from where he was.
Was it because they were fighting that the nearby shops were running away? It seems that it took a lot of effort to move the venue to this relatively open place. There are some scratches on the surrounding tree trunks, and some have weapons hanging on them. how did you do that? Zishu couldn't understand. She shifted her gaze to the common "enemy" of this group of people, and it was easy to identify that it was a woman.
A woman with dark gray, thick long hair.
The long black clothes she wore looked like mourning clothes from the Eastern Kingdom. It's not that she doesn't have weapons, she just hasn't taken them out. Judging from the length, it was a wakizashi, which had been hanging on her waist from beginning to end and had never been unsheathed. She didn't move very much, and through the gaps between the attackers' figures, the keen Zishu caught a glimpse of the full picture of the wakizashi.
That was the Demon Sealing Blade, she recognized it. She had heard someone tell her what that thing looked like - Ling Huan told her about it. One of her past friends, the girl who regarded her as a traitor and abandoned them, also had a dagger made of the same material on her body. And the appearance of the wakizashi on the waist of the woman in black is exactly the same as what Ling Huan described.
Then she is... Lord Shuangyue?
No, probably not. There is a golden sun and moon in each of the six impermanent eyes, like a beautiful pupil ring, but the thickness is not uniform. But she also noticed that there was nothing in this woman's eyes, only lifeless black, even the pupils were difficult to distinguish.
And her other eye couldn't be seen at all...it was half a mask made of ice.
Is that really made from ice?
I'm afraid so. Zishu vaguely felt that there was a cold air around her that she didn't like. That kind of coldness was not an ordinary cold, but an uncomfortable feeling that penetrated the skin and penetrated to the bone marrow. She rubbed her arms subconsciously, wanting to get out of here as soon as possible. There's no one else watching here anyway, right? She shouldn't stay long either. What's more, on that battlefield, even if they were bullying the smaller ones, no one was a match for that woman. She Zishu is not a person who likes to meddle in other people's business. Maybe she pulled Ye Linghua out of interest, but she was so fragile... just like a flower, she would be shattered by the waves at any time and unable to stand up. This woman was strong, ridiculously strong, she could feel it.
As Zishu walked elsewhere, he was thinking about why the Demon-Sealing Blade would appear in the hands of someone outside of Wuchang. Gradually she remembered that Chenxing seemed to have mentioned something... The Demon-Sealing Blade was stolen, right?
So, this woman is a thief? Or a robber? But what does this have to do with Zishu? It was her ability to get the Demon-Sealing Blade in her hands. Even if the attackers were so-called righteous people - of course, they looked more like a mob coveting the Demon-Sealing Blade - it didn't matter, they were definitely no match anyway.
However, at that moment, She Zishu noticed something strange in the surrounding air flow.
The woman's breathing was ragged. She let out a distinct cough, her breath full of noise. This made the guys around with weapons stunned, but they soon realized that this was an opportunity. As long as you seize this opportunity, it is not impossible to turn defeat into victory. Originally, their will has been somewhat frustrated, and many people are retreating in their hearts, hesitating and not daring to take action. The strangeness of this woman now undoubtedly gave these gang of villains an opportunity to take advantage of her.
But this really has nothing to do with Zishu. She was just a traveler who happened to be passing through this place, and there was no need to get involved in trouble that she was not interested in. Even if he didn't take action, those people would not be that woman's opponent. Besides, she hasn't drawn her sword yet, right?
If Ye Lingyu were present...
The thugs from different factions exchanged glances with unprecedented unity. At a certain moment, everyone jumped up at the same time, holding different weapons, and launched attacks at the same time. A shadow shrouded the woman's body. She gritted her teeth secretly and touched the handle of the short soldier's knife...
In an instant, green vines sprouted out of the ground.
The vines were too neat, and the scene was too spectacular. The woman in the center was stunned, and watched helplessly as the thugs were tied up in the sky, as if frozen in time. At the end of the vine, a red flower bud is so smart in the cold air. It seemed that there was suddenly a touch of fiery color between the world that was only black and white.
In an instant, more than a dozen red flowers bloomed suddenly, and the vines tightened at the same time. There was a sound of broken bones, and screams could be heard one after another. The bright red flowers show off their power, just like the blood that has not splashed out of the skin.
The vines relaxed, and a dozen people fell to the ground in unison, like a flock of geese shot down from the sky at the same time.
"..."
Wei Donglin looked straight at her and opened his mouth, as if he was thinking about something to say.
"There's no need to say thank you."
She Zishu waved his hands and wanted to leave this place of right and wrong. The guys on the ground were still whining, looking like they were about to die soon. Some people could no longer make a sound. It was unknown whether their ribs had penetrated their trachea or they had fainted from the pain. Although none of them died, if they did not receive timely treatment, I am afraid...
"I can handle it."
She Zishu stopped. How strange, she should either say thank you or just listen to herself and say nothing. Aren’t most people like this? What was even more bizarre was that Zishu felt that he did not hear a hint of arrogance in her tone, as if she could really do it.
"It's true that I was meddling in other people's business." Zishu turned around, "I just thought that if my friend were here, he wouldn't die without saving his life."
Even if she doesn't have this ability...
"Who are you?" Wei Donglin asked, "I'm afraid you are a monster. Why does the monster want to help me?" Then she turned her head again, looked at her suspiciously with her only remaining eye, and asked, "You can't Are you here just for the Tianquan Eye?"
"What is that?" Zishu said, "I am a human being."
"nothing."
"Didn't they steal your knife? Is that the Demon-Sealing Blade of yours? You are a thief."
Wei Donglin's breath became normal, as if the discomfort just now was really temporary. She took another deep breath and said faintly: "Those people...are indeed here for the knife. And monsters usually come for the Tianquan Eye. But one thing I want to clarify is that I did not steal this knife, but I got it in exchange."
"It doesn't matter what you do." She Zishu shook his head slightly, "Then now...can I leave?"
"who are you?"
Wei Donglin was rarely interested in anyone, but she saw a glimmer of possibility in this woman in red shirt.
There seems to be a slight possibility that he could become her opponent.
"cough--!"
Before Shezishu could reply, Wei Donglin suddenly coughed violently and then knelt down on the ground. This look was indeed out of control. There were some red residue on the ground in front of her. What is it? She Zishu quickly realized that those things turned out to be...ice slag.
She was in bad shape...really in fits and starts. But, but, what does this have to do with self-discipline?
If Miss Ye were present——
