(259), an assassin who was very afraid of death
"Because that's what that guy is good at."
Lin Shan's answer was calm, and this somewhat excessive calmness made Mo Ye feel delusional, as if he could sense a kind of unconfidence in his tone.
Mo Ye thought for a while and questioned, "Is this kind of action also a skill?" It is inhumane. ”
"Morality is discovered, summarized and maintained by people, but in the troubled times of many wars and disasters, this kind of thing needs to be weighed by life and death, and not everyone can do it." Lin Shan paused when he said this, and after being silent for a long time, he spoke again: "Even in a peaceful and prosperous world, there is no shortage of killer professions in the world, and he is actually a killer in the second group a few years ago. ”
The matter involved Lin Shan, Mo Ye was suffocated for a while, and he didn't know what to say.
Originally, he was just one of Shuangyan, but later everyone found out that in addition to his light skills, he had a great talent in short weapons. At first, he only took over Qiao Cui's assassination tasks, but gradually, most of the assassination tasks in the group were thrown on him. Lin Shan couldn't help but shake his head when he said this, "Now that I think about it, it's very unfair to him, even if I think it's a natural thing." ”
"This kind of thing can be done for you......" Mo Ye hesitated for a moment, "Is it not the same as the uncle surnamed Qiao just now?" ”
"You've found out." Lin Shan smiled faintly and said: "Yes, he and Qiao Cui are both in the second group of Shuangyan, and they often go out on missions together, in addition to the fact that the two of them have a very tacit understanding, but also because he has an uncle-nephew relationship with Qiao Cui." However, he is only eleven years older than Qiao Cui, and he is too far away from his appearance, and the people in the group have always felt that he is not Qiao Cui's own uncle, and maybe even the Cui surname is fooled by himself. ”
Choi Choi's uncle, Choi ...... Mo Ye suddenly wanted to laugh, but somehow he couldn't laugh, maybe out of respect for the deceased! After a moment of silence, she asked, "Doesn't he have a name?" ”
"Hmm. Many people in the group are like this, only the surname has no name, and some people even have their own surnames based on their own good feelings. Lin Shan paused and continued: "Such as Lu Sheng and Liu Sheng, they are pseudonyms. There are not a few names in the group who are replaced by A, B, C, one, two, three, etc. Most of them are people who survived the villages and towns after the war and famine, and it is not easy to survive, and some have given up looking for their families, but some people are still persistent in this. ”
From Lin Shan's words, Mo Ye suddenly thought of Shi Yi's life experience. I thought of myself.
Compared to those people, I am extremely lucky, but think about it. I may not be so lucky. They are forced to be separated from their loved ones, and they are more like children abandoned by their parents. But when I think about how my master has treated me since I was a child, it doesn't seem to be the case.
Mo Ye looked at Lin Shan, and his eyes changed unconsciously.
When Lin Shan saw the look in Mo Ye's eyes, he was mistaken for a while. After putting down the short sword, he continued: "Actually, Qiao Cui didn't want to find his family so much, but after Cui died, he took such a strange name by himself, and kept shouting to find out what his surname was, until he left the group, and many people in the group also understood his true meaning. ”
Mo Ye subconsciously responded: "Qiao Cui sounds weird when he screams like Cui Qiao." She paused and added, "But I feel." The reason for his departure from the group seems to be not just to find relatives, but to have a grudge in his heart. ”
"He does have a grudge, and he has a grudge against me. In the past few years, it has been diluted somewhat, but the dilution is not completely eliminated after all. Lin Shan caressed the blade of the sword on the table, his face as calm as water," Cui often said to others in the year before his death. He felt his sword getting heavier and heavier because he had killed too many people. It's just that he didn't mean to ask for a retreat. He still continues to carry out assassination missions, but every time he returns from a mission, he is terrified to death. ”
"An assassin who is very afraid of death, he has been teased like that for more than half a year, but now there are many people who laughed at him at that time regretting it." After saying this, Lin Shan also smiled, not knowing whether he was laughing at himself or laughing at something.
Mo Ye looked at the smile that had no warmth on Lin Shan's face and gradually faded, she was silent for a while and then spoke: "Since he is afraid, why should he force himself, this is a bit contradictory. ”
"He's sick." Lin Shan looked at Mo Ye, raised his hand to stroke the sword, stretched out a finger, and nodded his head, "There is something wrong in his mind, and he is about to lose control of himself, but unfortunately I and everyone else didn't notice this." ”
Mo Ye was stunned, but suddenly understood why Qiao Cui had to emphasize that his brain was not sick when he left just now. After a moment of silence, she asked, "How did you find out about that?" ”
"It's Liao Shi." Lin Shan sighed, "Cui blocked a sword for me, although the injured place is not critical, but the sword that stabbed him was quenched with poison." I sent someone to rob Liao Shi from the palace of the Zhou Dynasty overnight, but I still couldn't save him. But that time, Liao Shi diagnosed that there was something wrong with his brain, and it seemed to have a knot.
"Liao Shi wanted to cut Cui's skull to find out, if he hadn't used medicine to prolong Cui's life and give Qiao a chance to talk to him all night, otherwise Qiao at that time was furious when he heard the words, and he was almost not persuaded to kill Liao Shi."
"People are dead, how can they still toss so much." Mo Ye thought of the thin old man with a stiff body, and a strange feeling unconsciously appeared in his heart, "If it were me, it should be the same." ”
"Ye'er, you haven't met him a few times, and you still don't like him so much?" Lin Shan shook his head helplessly, and said, "You should start growing!" A person's best life is only thirty or forty years, and he spent five years to save you alone, and he is your benefactor. ”
Mo Ye lowered his head, and his voice suddenly lowered: "I was wrong. ”
"You don't have to admit your mistake to me." Lin Shan's face became stern as he spoke, and he didn't know if it was because Cui's death disturbed his mood. Putting the sword into the compartment of the long box, he reached out and pressed it on the box casually, and said, "When you really understand what you are wrong, go and apologize to him!" ”
"Master." Mo Ye suddenly raised his head, looked at Lin Shan, and said seriously: "Actually, I am not the only one who has a grudge against Liao Shi. ”
Mo Ye's words were subtle, but the meaning of the embellishment was extremely clear. Her eyes pointed to Lin Shan, and she still remembered in her heart that when she was in Xingjia Village a few years ago, Liao Shi came to visit for the first time, and Lin Shan showed all kinds of things to Liao Shi. At that time, she was just watching that qiē, but now when she thinks back to the past few days, it is not difficult to find some problems.
When Liao Shi sat with Lin Shan, he would always show some uncomfortable behavior, and Lin Shan was more out of respect for Liao Shi, and as an elder, his care for Qu Xia was obviously much gentler.
Facing Mo Ye's questioning words, Lin Shan was stunned, did not speak again, only moved the box on the table to the table and stood up, and then got up to leave.
Mo Ye was slightly stunned, vaguely feeling as if he had said something that he shouldn't have said, and at the same time he was also very puzzled, not sure what Lin Shan was for, and suddenly annoyed.
She moved her steps, not knowing whether to follow or not, and walked to the door of the study in confusion, only to see Lin Shan's half-cut back walking out of the door.
As Lin Shan left, it was Qu Xia who walked in from the backyard, he glanced at Lin Shan, who had already walked to the front yard, then looked at Mo Ye, and asked with understanding: "Ye'er, what did you just say?" He didn't seem to be very happy. ”
"I don't know, I just mentioned Liao Shi." Mo Ye pursed her lips, and she was also confused in her heart. Thinking that Qu Xia had been in charge of the affairs of this house a long time ago, and that she should have some understanding of those old people related to the master, she couldn't help but ask, "Grandpa Qu, do you know Liao Shi?" ”
"Liao Shi...... How could I not know him, he is so famous! When Qu Xia said this, he couldn't help but hesitate again, "But he hasn't appeared in Kyoto for many years, and I don't know where he went." It turns out that no one in the medical community knows him, but now that he is counted, the new generation of young doctors should be a little unfamiliar with him. ”
"Grandpa Feiqu doesn't know?" Mo Ye was puzzled, "He has been in Xingjia Village, stayed for a few years, and prepared a prescription for me before leaving." ”
"That's the case......" Qu Xia's eyes changed, and after a moment of silence, he said a little abruptly: "I almost forgot to tell you, the person from last night is here again, and he should be waiting for you in the backyard!" ”
"Oh." At the mention of the night walker, Mo Ye temporarily put aside his doubts about Liao Shi. She originally wanted to know if there was any kind of festival between Master and Liao Shi, but at the same time, she expected a little more that it should not be so easy to understand such a thing. Since Qu Xia didn't want to mention it, she didn't force it.
In short, she doesn't know how to be a good impression of Liao Shiqi. Although she also felt in her moral consciousness that since Liao Shi had saved her life, she should have been grateful, but this kind of gratitude and favor could not be equated in her heart, and she couldn't understand where this strange love came from.
Coming to the backyard, Mo Ye walked directly under the eaves of the kitchen, and then looked up.
Without any suspense, she found a dark shadow under the eaves, and suddenly said with some feeling: "You don't seem to change positions, aren't you worried that being found out will be bad for you?" ”
Perhaps unconsciously affected by the conversation just now, Mo Ye's words were hidden in the edge.
The black-clothed night walker curled up under the eaves had a strange look in his eyes flickering, and soon calmed down, and he said lightly: "You do different things to different people, you are just a child." ”
With that, he floated to the ground from the inside of the eaves and rested the large jar in his hand in front of Mo Ye.