If it does not explode in silence, then perish in silence.

When a person receives a great blow, the final outcome will always be one of the above.

Do you start anew, or do you sink in? His choice for each of these will be different.

In life, problems and difficulties will come one after another, and they will be overwhelming, and they will not give you any opportunity to prepare at all.

What you can do is to sit back and wait, and learn and continue to improve yourself on the way to make yourself stronger, so as to face greater difficulties in the future.

Because, steel needs to be constantly polished, and the more ferocious the blow, the harder and sharper it becomes.

But in addition to being polished to become steel, there is a high probability that it will become a piece of scrap iron, and as for what is in the end, it really depends on your strength and toughness.

If it's the latter, if you don't choose to be strong and continue to persevere, then the madness before weakness belongs to your last.

……

……

After the body of the ruined temple outside Kyoto was discovered, it was immediately sent to the Supervision Yuan, Mo Wen, Ji Thirteen, and even Yang Zhongling, who came on purpose, and those who had close contacts with Zhang Hua, all came to the Supervision Yuan at this moment.

There was hope in their hearts, hoping that none of this was true, but when the body was brought up, tears appeared in the corners of everyone's eyes.

Most of his face was destroyed, but the edges and corners of his face could still be recognized as their original appearance, and that appearance was the well-known Zhang Hua.

"Not really... This is not true. Yang Zhongling shook her head and kept saying, she didn't believe that Zhang Hua was really dead.

"Dean, this is not a painting, this person is not a painting!" Yang Zhongling pulled Mo Wen's arm and asked in a crying voice, she wanted to know from other people's mouths that the person in front of her was not a painting.

However, Mo Wen was silent at this time, and took a hard breath of slightly cold air, and Mo Wen looked at Ji Thirteen.

Ji 13 nodded, then walked towards the corpse step by step, squatted aside, ignoring the shocking face, Ji 13 touched it with his hand.

The movements were very serious and careful, completely ignoring the shocking scars on the corpse's face, and constantly touching them with their hands.

At this time, everyone was looking at Ji Thirteen, and after a long time, Ji Thirteen stood up, clenched his fists, and looked at Mo Wen with red eyes and said, "Dean, there is no trace of this corpse being disguised... And the clothes he wore were indeed from the Self-Supervision Institute. ”

Silent.

As Ji Shisan spoke, there was no sound in the supervision courtyard, and even Yang Zhongling, who didn't believe that Zhang Hua was dead at all, was stunned at this time.

Morvin let out a long breath and looked up at the cloudy sky, tears beginning to fall down his cheeks.

"Mo Lao recruited me into the Supervision Yuan, this is indeed my honor, but the Supervision Yuan, the Supervision Envoy is a troublemaker to put it bluntly, Zhang Hua is just a cloth cloth now, to go against the power lord, to be honest, I am still a little worried."

"Don't worry, having an old man behind your back will never let you have an accident."

In Mo Wen's mind, he recalled the promise he made to Zhang Hua at the beginning, but this promise is simply a naked mockery now.

"Don't worry, with the old man behind you, nothing will happen to you... Rest assured, there is an old man in ......"

This sentence kept echoing in Mo Wen's mind, but after looking down and seeing the cold corpse lying on the ground, the two lines of tears flowed again.

"Ji Thirteen." Mo Wen said softly, and after Ji 13 heard Mo Wen calling himself, he quickly wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes and came to his side.

"Bury him well, boy... It's the old man who is sorry for him. A smile appeared on the corner of Mo Wen's mouth, but after Ji 13 saw it, the tears that he had just controlled almost fell at this time.

"Dean..."

"Someone!" Suddenly, Mo Wen's momentum was on display, and a cold gloom began to emanate from his side, and even Ji Shisan, who was closest to Mo Wen, couldn't help but shudder.

"The old man is now under the order of the president of the Supervision Yuan, and now the members of the Supervision Yuan, dressed in black robes, go to Suzaku Street with the old man!"

"Yes!" All the members of the Supervision Yuan shouted violently in unison, and the deafening sound also made Yang Zhongling, who was stunned, sober up

"Dean... Where are you going? ”

The cloudy sky made Mo Wen's whole person even more gloomy, and his eyes glanced at the "Zhang Hua" lying on the ground again, Mo Wen looked straight ahead and said coldly: "The old man wants to get justice for this child." ”

……

……

Boom, a flash of lightning suddenly crossed the sky, and Zhang Hua, who was resting in the hut, asked about the breath of mountain rain, and his eyes became solemn.

I don't know what's going on, Zhang Hua's heart suddenly became very uneasy, as if something big was about to happen.

Zhang Hua has always believed in feelings, but now that she is fine, her body is gradually recovering, and Xilu also sent someone to Kyoto to inform the young lady she works for, everything is returning to normal, and they are developing in a good direction, but why do you feel like this?

"Could it be... Is there an accident in Kyoto? ”

At this time, Xilu came to the thatched hut with food, two dishes, one soup, and a bowl of rice.

"Come and eat, if you don't eat, it's going to be even worse." Xilu said as he brought out the food.

"Girl, I wonder if the people who went to Kyoto have returned? Your young lady......"

"You've asked this for the third time." Xilu replied a little impatiently, but after seeing Zhang Hua and his pale face, there was an indescribable disappointment, she sighed softly and said, "My brother, I just left half an hour ago, and according to the distance, I will not be able to reach Kyoto until tomorrow at the earliest.

And, looking at the weather, there may be heavy rain tonight, so time has to be pushed back. ”

"So, it's going to be the night after tomorrow at the earliest?" After Zhang Hua learned about it, he couldn't help but be disappointed again.

"That should be the case, my brother should be back the night after tomorrow."

Xilu put the bowls and chopsticks and rice in front of Zhang Picture, and in this regard, Zhang Hua did not move the chopsticks, and the sound in his ears made him look sideways.

"It's raining?" Zhang Hua looked at the rain outside the house and said softly.

Xilu followed the direction of Zhang Hua's side gaze, put his hands on his cheeks, and repeated Zhang Hua's words with a smile

"yes, it's raining."

……

……