Volume 1: The Burning Soul Poem Chapter 8: Aging
The door was opened by a young man, about 25 years old, with a slender and muscular build. The short black hair is neat and neat, the facial features are resolute, and a pair of willow eyebrows are like two scimitars.
Lin Heng saw Xie Qingfeng and said with a smile, "Qingfeng, why are you here?" and then saw the thousand boats behind Xie Qingfeng.
Although he hadn't seen this face, Qianzhou was extremely sure that the "clown" was him!
Lin Heng saw that Qianzhou and An Zhe also had their pupils shrinking, and immediately pulled Xie Qingfeng over to protect her behind him.
Xie Qingfeng exclaimed bitterly: "Brother Heng, what are you doing!"
"Lin Heng. Qianzhou gritted his teeth, "Good and evil will be rewarded in the end, I advise you to turn yourself in!"
Lin Heng didn't reply, just punched.
An Zhe grabbed Qianzhou's collar and threw him backwards, then bullied forward and met him with a punch.
"Bell!" was obviously flesh and blood, but Qianzhou clearly heard the sound of Jin Ge's resonanceβit was a phenomenon produced by essentia agitation.
The two of them each took a step back, Lin Heng's hands were wrapped with red rays, and An Zhe's palms also had wisps of thunder and lightning flashing.
"Go out and fight. Lin Heng proposed.
An Zhe happily promised: "Okay." β
The two confronted each other and walked into the courtyard. It was already night, and there were no pedestrians around, so they were not afraid to be seen.
The two of them were bare-handed, but one move and one style were tigers and tigers, red and dark purple overlapped together, and the strong wind shook so strongly that Qianzhou could hardly open his eyes. But without eyes, the other perspective is clearer.
Through this new perspective, Qianzhou saw that An Zheshen and the form were compatible, and the configuration of the two was strict and logical, and the essentia circulated here, giving it the characteristics of "thunder".
On the other hand, Lin Heng, the growth of the Blood Soul Seal was unbridled and chaotic, but this chaos was confined to a larger structure. It's like a furnace, no matter how messy and random the fuel is thrown into it, when the furnace burns, it turns into a boiling flame. In such a structure, the characteristics of "blood" and "fire" are particularly prominent.
Looking at the two, Qianzhou seemed to have an understanding.
As if the temptation was enough, An Zhe threw Lin Heng away with a punch and pinched it with both hands: "Shenxiao Waterfall Thunder." β
Silver thunder came and illuminated the surroundings.
In a square inch, the thunder light pounced on Lin Heng and made a deafening roar.
The thunder light dissipated, and the clothes on Lin Heng's upper body turned into scorch flakes and flew down, revealing his bronzed skin. The scarlet lines were like vines wrapping around Lin Heng's body, and finally converged into an abstract human face with closed eyes on his chest. At this time, the eyes of the human face trembled slightly, and it seemed that they would open at any time.
Seeing this scene, Qianzhou gasped - this is clearly the Blood Soul Seal! To grow to such a point, I don't know how many lives I have drunk!
Lin Heng narrowed his eyes, revealing a beast-like fierce light. The lines on his body became more and more vivid, and the eyes of the face on his chest opened a gap slightly. So, an ancient and terrifying being cast a distant glimpse at this from a long distance.
Will die!
Every cell of Qianzhou was shouting, as if death had come to his side, leaning down and whispering his name in his ear.
"Brother Heng!" Xie Qingfeng seemed to have just recovered from this surreal scene, and hurriedly spoke.
With this shout, the Grim Reaper departed, leaving behind a string of chuckles.
"Sunny wind. Lin Heng looked at the girl with a complicated expression.
"Brother Heng, there must be a misunderstanding here" The girl looked at Lin Heng hopefully, "You didn't kill anyone, did you?"
Lin Heng paused, and then said, "All the people I killed were wicked. β
"Wicked?" Qian Zhou sneered, "If you have the right to judge good and evil, then what do you need justice and the law to do?"
The judgment of good and evil in a person is never a simple matter.
Is it right or wrong to kill one to save one?
Offset by merit or demerit by merit or demerit?
A good person will be spurned as long as he does an evil deed, but a heinous sinner will always shed tears for him as long as he is willing to turn back.
It is precisely because merit and demerit are difficult to judge and good and evil are difficult to distinguish that in the process of development, civilization will replace "rule by man" with "rule of law". But even this can only be done relatively correct, not absolutely.
"What's more, Professor Finn is just a scholar obsessed with mathematics, so what's wrong with him?"
"Professor Finn?" Lin Heng frowned, "If you're talking about that old man, I didn't kill him." β
"What did you say?" Qianzhou was taken aback.
Lin Heng repeated what he had just said again: "Professor Finn was not killed by me, he was already dead when I arrived at the scene." β
Qianzhou furrowed his brows, subconsciously bit his fingers, and thought:
If Lin Heng didn't lie, then his words revealed two pieces of information: 1. The killer Professor Finn is someone else. 2. Lin Heng did appear at the scene.
"Then why are you there?" asked Qianzhou again.
Lin Heng glanced at Xie Qingfeng, turned his head and said, "You don't have to be so aggressive, we may be able to cooperate." β
"Cooperation?"
Lin Heng nodded: "Do you know where the blood soul mark on my body came from?"
How would I know.
Qianzhou just wanted to answer this, but thought of what happened to him: "Infected?"
"Yes, I was infected with the Blood Soul Mark ten years ago, and I am from Yundu. β
It was as if a thunderbolt lit up the night sky, and the fog in Qianzhou's heart was removed a little more.
Lin Heng continued: "One night ten years ago, that monster broke into my house, my parents and sister became food for him, and I was the only one who escaped. But he also delivered the knife of vengeance into my own hands. β
Lin Heng's expression was calm when he said these words, as if he was telling the story of others. But Qianzhou clearly saw the raging flame in his eyes. Perhaps the man's soul had long since burned out in this flame, and only the belief in revenge drove the body.
Qianzhou opened his mouth, but did not make a sound.
A happy life is much the same, but an unhappy life is different.
"After that, I fled from Yundu for fear of being discovered by monsters, and then joined the 'Participating Merchants'. Lin Heng looked at Xie Qingfeng, and the doting look in his eyes didn't seem to be fake.
"Brother Heng, why don't you keep talking about these things?" Xie Qingfeng's eyes were filled with tears.
Lin Heng didn't answer, just smiled and said, "If my sister is still here, she should be as old as you." β
Lin Heng looked at Qianzhou again: "How are you thinking about it?"
For a while, the eyes of the other three all fell on Qianzhou.
Qianzhou lowered his head and thought for a while, then raised his head again: "If the sky is dark, then survive in the dark, if it is dangerous to make a sound, then remain silent, if you feel powerless to shine, then curl up in the corner." β
After a pause, Qianzhou said: "However, you can't justify darkness just because you're used to it, don't be proud of your own livelihood, and don't be with evil in order to stop it. We can be humble as dust, and we cannot be twisted like maggots. (Note 1)
"Is that something to talk about?" Lin Heng's gaze became dangerous again.
Qianzhou was unconscious: "You go, I will report your matter to the police station." This time, we just don't see it. β
Will the next time we meet, we will never die?" Lin Heng heard Qianzhou's subtext, and hooked the corners of his mouth: "I don't like people like you, but I don't hate it either." β
"By the way, I found a letter in Professor Finn's pocket, in the drawer of my room. Lin Heng turned to leave, and soon disappeared into the darkness, only the words were still echoing-
"We are born broken, and we use our lives to mend them. β
"There is a crack in everything, and that's where the light comes in. Qianzhou replied, but he didn't know if Lin Heng heard it.
Note 1: This sentence is derived from Mr. Ji Ye.