"You, who the hell are you?"

"Who am I?"

"Who am I?"

"Who am I?"

He repeated the phrase over and over again, but did not answer.

Perhaps, he himself did not know who he was.

I saw his eyes, which suddenly dimmed, and he fell into wireless darkness.

He seemed to be remembering something, or thinking about who he really was.

After a long time, he said slowly to me:

"I don't know who I am, I don't know who I am, it's been a long, long time since anyone called me by my name, they all called me crazy."

Lunatic!

This is really an apt title, he kills people when he sees them, not a madman.

"I don't care who you are, but you, why are you killing me so many times? I have no grievances with you. ”

"Kill you?"

He suddenly looked very innocent:

"Where am I going to kill you? Why should I kill you? How could I kill you? ”

"But you were going to kill me last time."

"Last time? What last time, did I meet you? Do I know you? How could I possibly kill my own fellow disciples. ”

Same door?

He was with me.

I looked at the Taoist robe on my body, and I immediately understood.

The last time he killed me and the fat man, it was because he treated me and the fat man as youkai.

At this time, I hadn't had time to take off my robe, so he regarded me as a fellow disciple.

From the time when he used the Maoshan technique to kill me and the fat man, I guessed that he was also a Maoshan Taoist.

But why didn't any of them mention him, Your Lord?

Who he was, why he was locked up here, and what his identity was, the headmaster didn't say a word, as if they were deliberately ignoring his existence.

But he treated me as one of his own, and I didn't have the fear I had before.

I stood up and asked him:

"You...... Why did you suddenly show up? ”

When I asked, he got angry.

He began to babble at me like a teacher criticizing a student:

"Why am I showing up? It's not because of you, you said that you are a dignified seven-foot man, hiding here and crying your nose, shameful? ”

"Men don't flick when they have tears, you know that you are a man? If you encounter any difficulties, you should be like a man to find a way to solve the problem and overcome it, instead of crying here, can crying solve the problem? Can you slay demons? If we could, we wouldn't need to learn to practice the Maoshan technique, just cry. ”

"You're still crying so sadly, do you think you're worthy of this robe on your body? If you let Master Zu know, Master Zu won't be so angry that he will come back to life and scold you. ”

…………

…………

My head is getting bigger when I hear it.

This man with no eyes, where is he a madman, it's just a chatter.

I pouted:

"Senior, what you said is easy, you don't have a backache when you stand and talk, and the man doesn't flick when he has tears, but it's just because he hasn't reached the sad place. If you were to have the same thing as me, you would have cried more than I did. ”

He simply sat down and waved his hand at me:

"Come on, you junior, tell me quickly, what is going on with you, I want to see what it is that can make you, a big man, cry so sadly."

But when he finished speaking, I was in a conflict.

Do you want to tell him about Chen Jinghong's grandfather?

I don't know him, he's probably just a madman!

But he is indeed my predecessor, maybe, maybe he has a way.

And, at this moment, I need a listener.

I need to speak, I need to spit out my emotions, my anger, my sorrow, my pain, my guilt, even my hatred.

So, I sat down too.

I briefly told him the love story of Grandpa Chen Jinghong and Grandma Shen Yuxuan, as well as the difficulties I encountered in the underworld when I wrote a love letter for them.

In the end, I said that when Grandpa Chen Jinghong was beaten into the eighteenth layer of hell, he still couldn't hold back and cried again.

After hearing this, he looked at me with some incredulity:

"It's just this little, it's worth your crying here?"

"What the hell is this? Seniors, human life is at stake, do you say that Grandpa Chen Jinghong deserves to be sent to the eighteenth layer of hell? Is it still reasonable for the underworld to be reasonable, just because of a dispensable typo on my love letter, I decided the fate of Chen Jinghong's grandfather so arbitrarily, is this fair? But I can't help it, I know it's unfair, but I can't do anything, I beg every day to be unreasonable, and I shouldn't tell the ground. I watched Grandpa Chen Jinghong enter the eighteenth-story underworld, do you think my conscience can be at peace in my life? ”

After that, I started crying again.

"Are you reasoning with the underworld? Those turtle grandsons, it's weird to reason with you. ”

I didn't expect him to say so excitedly.

"Let me ask you, the underworld is so inhumane, Xu Yadong, as the head of Maoshan Zhengdao, didn't he even dare to let out a fart?"

This sentence stunned me, is there any!

"Senior, that's our head, you have to pay attention to proportions when you speak."

"Inch fart, Xu Yadong is a coward, his apprentice has suffered such a big grievance, he doesn't even squeak, and he is still a fart leader."

I defend our principal:

"The headmaster has his own troubles."

"So you're crying here? It's just such a small thing, and you're crying like this? Alas, it's not promising, it's unproductive. ”

Although he was criticizing me, my heart was extremely excited.

He said so, such a trifle.

With him, it's a trifle.

Since it's a trivial matter, then he has a way.

I thought that Grandpa Chen Jinghong had been sent to the eighteenth layer of hell, and even if Master Zu appeared, there was no way to bring him back to life.

But I didn't expect that the man in front of me would be so confident.

I knelt down for him with a "plop":

"Senior, senior, I beg you, you help me, help me find a way to save Grandpa Chen Jinghong."

He turned around, and it was clear that he didn't want to take my bow.

He carried me on his back, shook his head and said:

"This matter, if you want to say that it is simple and simple, it is a trivial matter, and there is no way, but if you want to say that it is difficult, it is also difficult, but you can't do it."

"Why can't I do it? Senior, I can do anything. ”

"This matter requires great courage, even the courage to die, you, the new Taoist priest who knows the crying nose, I'm afraid that before you hit the road, you will retreat, no play, no play."

I immediately wiped the tears from my eyes and expressed my determination:

"I can stop crying. Seniors, as long as I can save Grandpa Chen Jinghong, even if I go up to the knife mountain and go down to the sea of fire, I am willing and will never take half a step back. ”

Then he turned his mind and approached me:

"Are you sure?"

"Sure!"

"Determination to die?"

"Willingly."

"Okay, then I'll tell you, it's up to you whether you can succeed or not."

(End of chapter)