367th: Night Serene

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"Have you met her? This is really interesting."

When the warm wine arrived on the roof, Wuyonglan's whole body exuded the smell of cheap wine. He was still far from being drunk, but now he was very sober. The cold wind blew in waves. Wenjiu looked at his loose clothes and thought that this was indeed not a temperature that humans could bear. But no matter, since a long time ago, the man in front of him cannot be called a human being.

What was talking to him now was not only a monster, but also a monster with a reputation for evil. Wenjiu couldn't forget this. The fun words spoken by this evil envoy were not a kind compliment.

"With your skills, let alone making it impossible for her to catch up with you, it's easy to completely break away from her tracking." Huayu stated calmly, "Meeting her may be better said to be a kind of temptation, right? You I’m also very curious about what this former fiancée’s attitude is towards you now, and her strength has improved tremendously in these trials.”

"Yeah. You really know me very well, hahahaha..." He smiled, as gently as before, "However, this is just a matter of improvisation. I just happened to travel from where she was, even though I knew She was nearby, but I never thought about being exposed in front of her like this. Although, I did keep a small eye on it... When I passed by, I wondered if she could find me. From this point of view, to this day, She still cares about me very much. I really can’t tell whether I should be happy or sad.”

Wen Jiu said lightly. There was no nostalgia in his tone, and there was no indifference to deliberately put aside the relationship. Such a common answer seemed even more indifferent. Wuyonglan raised the wine bag, and the corners of his mouth curled up with some kind of irony. He doesn't care how Wenjiu interprets it, and Wenjiu doesn't care about such minutiae. Then, Wuyonglan raised a new question:

"I was wondering... did you tell her all the so-called truth of the matter? I bet you didn't. However, this is somewhat of a pity."

"You made the right bet." Wenjiu said again, "You do know me very well. But, this is not a pity."

"Isn't it a pity? On that night when Shiranui was lit many years ago, what happened in a place where your brother couldn't see... If you can tell her, she will definitely understand you completely. And Your brother will also get the answers he is looking for from her and untie his knot with you. In that way, you can probably put an end to the past. Isn't this a good thing? If I were you, maybe Do this."

"But you're not me." Wenjiu shook his head, "And if you were me, you wouldn't do this. You, please don't make fun of me. You and I can't act like children even with this level of jokes. It’s the same thing that makes you laugh out loud.”

Wenjiu lowered his head and glanced at the streets below. The roads were empty at night, and not a single person was seen at every fork in the road. It's so cold. It's almost the New Year. However, there is still no hint of the New Year flavor in this season, and people have not made any preparations. Maybe if it snows again, the New Year's Eve atmosphere will be a little stronger.

"What happened at the beginning was by no means a trivial matter, but it was not all that determined the differences between me and them. I have been very clear that since we parted ways, we have reached a completely different position now. I will not tell them the truth. , but to respect their position, so as to prevent them from being shaken and in a dilemma. In my opinion, it does not lead to things developing to this point... If I tell you these nonsense, only you can believe it. . In order to repay your trust, I am indeed willing to do many things for you. You are different from those mediocre people. It is precisely because of this that you become what you are now."

"Because humans... are disgusting, right? Most monsters think so." Wuyonglan's tone made it impossible to hear the ups and downs of emotions, as if he was not a member of humans, but was born with Come and be a pure monster. But he still said matter-of-factly: "Whether I find it interesting or boring, I want to get something from these groups, even if it is something invisible. What I want to get is far more than what I can get from this group." The little that comes from exploitation. This is really pitiful."

"You're right," Wen Jiu clenched his fists slightly, but his expression did not change at all. Wen Jiu raised his head, looked at the cold night sky, and continued: "Even after all these years... I still hate human beings. When I was with them in the past, I was able to suppress these emotions because of my ability. He's just a brother. His sister can naturally be persuaded by him. After all, they have the same blood, the same close relatives, and the same experiences. Moreover, she listens to his words like that. But..."

He paused slightly, wondering if he was remembering something or if he was thinking about how to express what he was thinking.

"But you are different from them." Wuyonglan said coldly, "It is better to say that no two individuals in this world are exactly the same. Sometimes, even if they are extremely similar, the subtle differences will A slight mistake can lead to a mistake of a thousand miles.”

"But I'm different from them."

Wenjiu repeated it. He took out the special flute, or Xiao, whatever... Anyway, it was unique in the world. He touched it gently and felt it absorb the coldness around it, and a layer of frost seemed to form on his warm fingertips. He knew that the other corresponding object was also unique in the world.

"You gave her what I gave you." Wuyonglan said casually, as if he didn't seem to care much.

"Um."

"It is rumored that Kinnara and Gandharva are a pair of siblings from the heaven. Although they are sworn sisters and brothers, they really love each other as brothers, which is different from many people in the heaven who have no feelings. Your hand The thing on the table belongs to the Gandharva, and you handed over another magic weapon to her. Perhaps this is also some kind of sustenance on your part. To be honest, I don’t understand your mood, but this behavior seems to On some level...it should touch people's hearts."

Wen Jiu put away the instrument, and the smile that briefly disappeared reappeared on his face.

"Let's talk about her brother. We have spent more time together. But what can I say about him... Zhongli Hanshang, the series of teachings he told me cannot really educate me. I know it in my heart. , but I thought again, who made us brothers? Who made us depend on each other and share the joys and sorrows... not to mention that we were always hanging out together and supporting each other for a long time. In this way, even if If I have any thoughts, I will be willing to restrain myself for them. Whether it is hatred or anger, their seeds are rooted in my heart, but they will always be temporarily snuffed out when they sprout. But that day still comes, those things It just happened. Now, I don’t want to reverse them, but I don’t want to kill myself anymore.”

"My brother from the past still got benefits. That kind of power is very powerful, and it is his ability to control it." Wenjiu chuckled, "He will know more powerful people, and there will be new ones. Enemies will also have new brothers...the same goes for his good sister. We don't have to choose each other. I don't need to suppress my heart like that anymore, and they don't have to face these struggles."

"Sounds a bit boring." Wuyonglan commented casually.

"Next, what should you do?" Wen Jiu still had an unchanging smile, "After talking about me so much, it's time to talk about your side. I heard that you recently cracked a talisman on the magic circle. Wen, it seems like we need some experiments.”

Wuyonglan said lazily: "The time is tight and the conditions are not enough... It is very troublesome to operate. If possible, I would like to put it into use directly. In this way, whether it is the woman's wish or the man's, All our wishes can be realized. And our obstacles will be reduced. It can be said that it is a good thing to kill three birds with one stone."

"It does sound good. However, you are also worried about the risks, right?"

"It's the greatest safety if it doesn't lose control. But compared to this spell, if it fails, the situation will become unimaginable. Or... we can change to a gentler target. That way, at least Is there one person who can achieve his goal? Likewise, there is also the risk of being discovered by someone who gets in the way."

"Oh my, you seem to be trying to instigate us brothers to antagonize each other." Wen Jiu hugged his shoulders and sighed, "The biggest threat at the moment is not the impermanence of the Six Paths, nor the Celestial Master, but the wind and cloud." Kill the friend you killed."

"Friends--" Wuyonglan said in a long voice, "Not really, I know that very well. If you have to say it, let's just say we are the same kind."

"You are really obsessed with this person."

"However, what I want to entrust you is not to contain them - I know that it is difficult for you to be an enemy of them for the time being, both in terms of position and strength. So at least... not now. I want to ask you , is there any news about the woman with the Demon-Sealing Blade?"

"Since the last time we joined forces to attack Lord Ruyue in the six spiritual veins, we parted ways. She is a pure person who has only focused on pursuing the ultimate in martial arts throughout her life. I heard that a long time ago, Lord Shuangyue was not Lu Yinxue today. The man in this position looked like this when we met him. She is the reincarnation of that man."

"I know that. They're so--so similar."

"Artifacts... have memories, especially those powerful weapons forged by Shura. Most of them have the characteristic of recognizing their master. Even this purple-gold demon-subduing pestle has inherited this characteristic to a certain extent." Wen Jiu He said flatly, "She must have absorbed the memory of Shuangyue Lord from the demon-subduing pestle used by the 'Black Dragon'. So, is she still the real her? But what we monsters usually identify is the soul itself. As for her, what exactly is she?" Who it is…it doesn’t really matter.”

"So the bad words are the real thing?" Wuyonglan asked.

"That's not important either."

"That's right. As expected, the monster's thinking is more suitable for me, haha." Wuyonglan chuckled twice and murmured to himself, "Then, next..."