Aristolochia didn't know, but Zhixi understood it very well. "I want to be quiet." Zhixi said. Aristolochia quietly retreated, came to the door, turned his head, and said, "If the fairy has any trouble, call me, and I will stand outside the door." ”

"Yes." In fact, Zhixi is not used to calling people. She answered, but she wouldn't call her if she answered Aristolochia. She has few friends and travels in her life, and she does not love the world, but only loves quiet.

Zhixi waited for Aristolochia to leave the house, and returned to the spinning wheel of the embroidery room alone, kneeling and sitting, spinning, the slightest wisp of sorrow, began to haunt her again, her headache, began to torment her again.

"Do you want to back off?" A dark shadow, a voice in the dark. Zhixi was taken aback. Weiruo walked under the lamp, and sat down on another futon beside her as if nothing had happened.

"Why do you always play this way?" Zhixi hated him: "If I shout for help, you and I will be finished." What the hell are you going to do? Will you turn me into a monster again? ”

"None of this matters, what matters is that you saved the Exiles." Wei Ruo still said his business casually: "You can save more people." ”

"If you are poor, you will be good alone, and if you are good, you will help the world." Zhixi said: "I was humble and turned into a cloth cloth, just to keep my original intention, not to cause trouble, not to act recklessly, to live a quiet life, and to redeem the sins of my previous life." I beg you, let me go. You go and choose someone else, okay, you have spent on me, if you can take it, please take it away, I don't want to bear your debt, do so much, I don't want to do it. ”

"There's no turning back for you," Wei Ruo's tone was calm from beginning to end, like an old friend: "He is not qualified to live in the Musk Xun Palace, how long can he keep you?" You just asked me why we always meet in this way, because I can't think of any other opportunity or occasion for a person who has been displaced and crucified to the rack of sin. You yourself have been parasitic for a long time, and you still want to be decent. ”

"Why did you have to choose me? If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have gotten into trouble, I wouldn't have killed so many gods, I wouldn't have had to break with separation, and I would have peace of mind. Zhixi clutched her temples with a splitting headache and tugged at her hair. The pain of the nerves is not as good as the pain of the heart.

"Is that okay?" If he didn't see her, he almost frantically protested against his life, but he was so helpless to disobey his life, he questioned her, because he hated her, so he wouldn't feel sorry for her, so he could ask her so indifferently, hitting the most fragile shortcoming of her soul: "Ask yourself, can you really do it?" You haven't been happy and at ease since you became weird. Before you became a monster, weren't you the same persecuted and separated from God, and exiled to the Garden of Exile? Have you ever wondered what would have become of you if you hadn't fought and you were in exile? ”

Zhixi didn't think about it, she was used to being pushed by fate, taking one step at a time, what she was best at in her life was to avoid and endure, her pain was all based on a long time, little by little to smooth a scar in the past, and then connect a new scar, relying on more and longer time to wash.

"Blame me, I'm too anxious," Wei Ruo said: "You should be allowed to stay in the Exile Garden for a while longer, so that you can understand that not every time, life is so easy to hide, endure the word a knife in your heart, you can't bear it, you have to think about change." There are not only the punishment of thunder and lightning in the world, but also finger clipping, eye gouging, acupuncture, kneeling hot iron, and squatting wooden barrels, the head is stuck in the round hole on the top of the closed barrel, stretched out of the barrel, the body limbs, no falling, neither hanging, nor good life, no food and no drink for seven days, Lazar is in the barrel, maggots are born in the barrel, crawling and plundering the body, that is, death, and pouring some pig food swill to prolong life, and the cycle repeats, and so ......on."

"Is it so cruel?" In Zhixi's timid but simple life process, she has never heard such a true story, but it is not a story, she thinks that she has experienced wandering like a ping, lonely and helpless, and has seen the world hot and cold, cold eyes and white faces, but she doesn't know that many dark corners, she sounds, feel creepy. She thought that she had become very bad, and that there was a little bit of her true intention in it, that is, revenge, and that she enjoyed the majesty and vanity that overrode everything, and she thought that she had tried to flatter and deceive the trust of the company, and that she had exhausted all the tricks, but unexpectedly, in front of some people, it was just a trick of a mentally handicapped child. Not only can he see through her, but even if he is not the same, he can easily bluff her with a few words of truth.

"Wrong, not bad," Wei Ruo said, "Don't always listen to other people's comments, and don't speculate on your own, but have a conscience." Do you dare to say that you are strange at the moment when you do not feel the joy of punishing others? Even if you don't know if what you're killing is a bad person. ”

Zhixi lowered her head and said no more, like a child who had made a mistake. And the big mistake she made was a great good in Weiruo's eyes. She thought she should be in peace, but it turned out to be wrong.

"I didn't mean to make things difficult for you," Wei Ruo said: "I used to cultivate both ghosts and demons, and I also tried to use the soul of detachment to practice the path of the three cultivations of demons, demons and gods. However, since I met you, I have learned what talent is, and some things, even if I exhaust the rest of my life, may not be able to catch up with the height of your starting point. Only then did I understand that I have the Tao in my heart, but I have no skills, and you are full of skills, but there is no Tao in my heart. Seeking skill with no art, and turning there into no way with Taoism, perhaps, this is the will of heaven. ”

This is quite a Zen word, which makes Zhixi stunned. Road? Technique? What is he talking about? Just like Aristolochia told Zhixi that she couldn't understand the content of Niangniang's quarrel, Zhixi couldn't understand what Weiruo said.

"To put it bluntly, you're missing a backbone." If you look at her confused, the corners of his mouth appear his subtle smile that is not easy to be noticed, as usual, like a flash in the pan, and then disappeared again: "Some people, it is talent that is not worthy of his ambition, so he can't keep his original intention, and you, on the contrary, your talent is far beyond your ambition, and your negativity, pessimism, and retreat make you only willing to stay in your comfort zone, self-pity, and expect others to sympathize with your pity, in fact, it is your original intention, which can't support your backbone." That's why you became the demon who shouldn't have a heart. Have you ever thought that who has stipulated that demons can't have hearts? The gods still have to cultivate their minds, but you have cultivated your hearts earlier than them, why should you be ashamed of them and be constrained by them everywhere? ”

If not, it opened up a new cognition of Zhixi. She seemed to have an understanding, but she seemed to be confused, still with that stupid expression, looking at him intently, her head, but unexpectedly, it didn't hurt.

Her so-called sorrow is all caused by her conjecture of worrying about new words, and she only cares about everything, but never dares to put it into action.

"Separation and spoiled you," Wei Ruo said, "But since everyone in the six worlds of heaven and earth is going to break you apart, and there is no place for you anywhere, you no longer expect to be able to rely on him, and you can't get out of your comfort zone, and if you are poor, you will think about change?" ”

"Who said I wanted to rely on him? Who says I haven't thought about changing? Zhixi retorted: "I just broke with him, broke with him, and since I broke with him, I was bent on winning the Hugh Theory." I'm only afraid that I may not have the power to come out of nowhere as you hold out, and I can overshadow the light of the most powerful people in the Six Realms. ”

"What you fear, it may not be as you say." Wei Ruo said, "What you fear is that you have killed too many people as a stranger." You are afraid, you will go astray, and your conscience, all the time, is tormenting you. However, let me tell you, the vast majority of the evil gods you have killed are evil gods and false gods that are closely related to the hidden evils of the Exile Garden, they are the stolen gods, and they should have been replaced by the scum of the true gods a long time ago. ”

"What is a true God and what is a false God?" Zhixi didn't believe him, shook his head and said: "The relatives who left him, the white fox, the tuli, the peony, and those fox clan pawns, I have all seen them, and they are the most loyal, but I killed them, and from the moment I killed them, the blood on my hands can no longer be washed away, making me feel dirty and despicable." ”

"They will become the new generation of true gods." Not to say.

"You're lying." Zhixi doubted him again: "I have heard that the strange ones are killed, the gods and ghosts cannot escape, and they will never recover, and they don't even have a chance to die." ”

"What you have heard is the talk of false gods. The Chaos Ancestor, together with the culprits of the Exile Yuan who were slaughtered by you and the ones he led and who were in cahoots with him, compiled a set of laws that blinded the Six Realms, that is, the Golden Balance Law created by the Chaos Ancestor. In fact, even the golden balance, the standard of weighing, is uneven from beginning to end, and even the opposite. All that he gives birth to are evil, but all that he wants to slaughter are good. It was also he who set a precedent, claiming that the strange thing was brewed by the sea of chaos and the sea of blood, and it was injured by it, and it was a person who could not die. However, isn't the so-called Chaos Ancestor of the Qing Dynasty just revealing his true form, proving that he is the most thorough false god? ”

"Is that so?" Zhixi's distressed mind was difficult to receive so many Daigo empowerments for a while: "So, were the white fox, the tuli, and the peony extinguished by the fire?" ”

She finally had a question, and the question was on time. Everyone cares about it, but only she cares about it. In the end, she is different.

"I don't." Before the corners of his mouth, a fleeting smile appeared: "Lihe, is the first, retrograde." He not only protected the white fox, the tulip, and the peony, but also protected all the god cards of his fox clan. If you dare to give it a go, they are the purest gods of the new generation. ”

Exactly, the secret bag is secretly promised, and the beauty is relieved.