Sacrifice one person to save all people?
She didn't know why Ying Yunsu suddenly gave her such a philosophical proposition. Shui Miaomiao could only shake her head, but seeing that Ying Yunsu seemed to be disappointed, she bit the bullet and explained.
"I think this kind of thing is meaningless. If all the people know that they can live without one person, they will abandon that person. There is no room for negotiation."
This is a very smart girl, Ying Yunsu thought to herself, it was not because of this reason that she could do nothing but make her heart suffer endless torture.
"And it is even more meaningless to discuss the person who was abandoned. He will eventually be led to the execution platform by all people."
"Na Ruo." Ying Yunsu took a step forward and asked with some hesitation, "Na Ruo, where is the friend of the person who was abandoned?"
"Friends?" Shui Miaomiao couldn't help laughing. This proposition was too strange. "A true friend? Then he should be given a choice."
"It is his choice to save all the people or to slaughter them. He loves these people and will save them if no one threatens them. As a friend, it is fine to support and accept this kindness. But if he does not want to save, as a friend, the only thing he has to do is Make sure no one can force him.”
After saying this, Shui Miaomiao covered her face in embarrassment, "Isn't my idea a bit too stupid, too taken for granted, and too unhuman?"
"But if it were me, the life and death of all the people would have nothing to do with me, unless there are people I care about among the people, my parents and my friends. But this choice must be mine, not the people."
"You didn't even give me a chance to choose. You just told me flatly that I asked you to die for the sake of all people. Does that mean that I was born to be abandoned?"
"Then this life is really fucked up! You don't even have anyone standing behind you. Your parents will never force you. They..."
Before Shui Miaomiao finished speaking, she accidentally saw a tear hanging from the corner of Ying Yunsu's eyes, and immediately silenced her voice. What did she say wrong?
Could it be that the layout is not grand enough for Ying Yunsu? Should I say I'm happy to devote myself? But she really doesn't have such a generous consciousness.
Even a saint would have hesitated.
What's more, she is not a saint. If she refuses, who can blame her? Who has the right to blame her? Aren't they all going to die? All living beings are equal.
A slightly stronger wind blew by, making Shui Miaomiao shiver. Along with the sound of wind and running water, a deep and distant piano sound suddenly sounded.
Shui Miaomiao looked back and saw the flowers on the mountain wall swaying gently, but where did the sound of the piano come from?
"This is called Wuyinhua, although it looks small and inconspicuous." Ying Yunsu came to Shui Miaomiao at some point, her expression as before, as if the conversation just now had never existed.
Ying Yunsu stretched out her hand, and a white five-tone flower flew from the mountain wall into her palm. "The wind can make a tune. If you encounter a tasteful wind, you can still hear a piece of nature. That's why I Flowers fall in love with those who play the guqin."
The hands slowly closed and crushed the flowers.
It was the sound of the strings breaking that made Shui Miaomiao's heart tremble.
Ying Yunsu threw away the broken flowers with an expressionless face, raised her hands, and moved her fingertips lightly, as if playing a guqin. The flowers swayed and the music came out.
The sound of the strings is cool, the sound of the piano is deep, and the empty valley is quiet.
Shui Miaomiao didn't understand the sound of the guqin, and didn't know the rhythm of the guqin. She only thought the sound was quite pleasant. Later, Ying Yunsu's technique became more and more sophisticated, and the tunes became more and more urgent.
The more I listen to it, the more frightened I feel that birds will fly away from thousands of mountains and people will disappear from thousands of paths. It makes me breathless.
"It's just a pity that I can't play it a few times." After seeing the flowers in ruins, Ying Yunsu withdrew her hand and glanced at Shui Miaomiao who was clutching her chest and breathing slightly and had not yet recovered.
"Okay, sounds good." After realizing it, Shui Miaomiao was at a loss for words. She just thought that she shouldn't let the situation suddenly go cold, so she clapped her hands, looking a little embarrassed.
Ying Yunsu felt a little funny in her heart. Is she playing well?
It is not a good piece of music if it makes the listener confused and makes the piano broken and the strings sad.
Ying Yunsu looked at Shui Miaomiao indifferently, wanting to see what other unexpected things she could do.
Shui Miaomiao avoided Ying Yunsu's gaze, twirling her broken hair around her ears to calm down and whispered, "You give me a piece of music, and I'll give you a piece of dance, okay?"
Shui Miaomiao thinks that her dancing skills are not particularly good, but with the addition of Yue Shan's choreography, she also adds her sincerity.
The dilapidated five-tone flowers on the mountain wall sway tenaciously as they dance. Although their sound is melancholy, it is full of vitality.
Shui Miaomiao was spinning and spinning, making Ying Yunsu's heart, which had always been angry and unable to be comforted, miraculously calmed down a little.
Ying Yunsu seemed to understand a little bit why Shui Miaomiao could attract everyone's attention. She felt comfortable and comfortable getting along with her, just like the dance at this moment.
Although the resentment in her heart could not be eliminated, this little bit of tranquility was enough for Ying Yunsu to think carefully about what Shui Miaomiao had just said.
Those words were cruel and naive, but they made sense.
It turned out that she was wrong from the beginning. The difficulty was never life or death. It was just a simple choice. Worrying about it was the stupidest thing... But what should she do now?
Shui Miaomiao ended with a gesture of covering her face with her sleeves. Ying Yunsu seemed to have been opened up to the second line of Ren and Du, "Quanquanzong."
Shui Miaomiao trembled all over. Could it be that the fact that she was kidnapped by Lang Linyi and listened to gossip in Yaocheng was exposed?
At that time, she was wearing a bright red silk silk and did not show her face.
Putting down his hands in an instant, Shui Miaomiao stood in a straight military posture, which seemed a bit deceptive.
Ying Yunsu didn't notice Shui Miaomiao's nervousness. She just muttered to herself repeatedly, "Quan Quanzong."
A rare bright smile appeared on his face.
Everyone in Kuanquan Sect is very radical, but radicalism also has its benefits, such as not being afraid of death or getting into trouble, and the ideas are always so abnormal...
"Master's wife."
Immortal Master Xianyan appeared with Yi Er Ye and the others. Did Master Wife smile just now?
"You're here." Ying Yunsu looked up, her smile tinged with a hint of coldness in her eyes, then returned to the original state, and nodded lightly to Xianyan Immortal Lord.
"Why did the master's wife and the little junior sister come to this desolate stream together?"
"I'm lost." Yingyun Su said concisely, looking back at Shui Miaomiao, "I see you have something else to do, so let's go first."
Is something wrong with her?
Shui Miaomiao glanced at Xianyan Xianzun, Xianyan Xianzun waved his hand lightly and walked towards Shui Miaomiao, "I will send Miaomiao back to Tianyuan Peak."
That's okay, just have someone show you the way.
The road was different from the way he came. Shui Miaomiao took three steps and turned back.
Xianyan Immortal Lord and Ying Yunsu were talking in a low voice, but Shui Miaomiao couldn't hear it. The strange proposition discussion and Ying Yunsu's emotional ups and downs seemed to have never appeared before.
The ice blue butterfly took a flower in its mouth and flew back to Shui Miaomiao's hair.
Shui Miaomiao looked away, caressing the ice blue butterfly in her hair, wondering if it was time to plant some flowers in Yinyuetan, so that the ice blue butterfly would have nothing to play with.
