If it weren't for this Wan Wan asking, Ben Shoufu would have forgotten that there is also an evil art in this world, called the hatred technique; There is also a kind of people in this world, called a kind of hater.

If it weren't for this Wan Wan's enlightenment, Ben Shoufu would almost not be able to remember that he was the one who had the pinnacle of means and spells among the people with evil arts.

What's even worse is that if it weren't for this Wanwan's finishing touch, Ben Shousuke would not be able to see his emotions for the Wei period, and he would be immersed in occasional joy, occasional irritability and occasional painful emotions, ups and downs, unable to escape.

Therefore, when I was finally carried to my house by Shutong after all the hardships, and I finally lay on my bed, looking at the wind-wrinkled bed curtain, looking back on the fate of the past 30 years, my heart is extremely grateful to Wan Wan.

It was she who made me understand the darkness of the world, and it was she who made me understand the absurdity of these years.

The past is unimaginable, but at this time, they appear one by one.

I saw that the autumn water was cool in the city, and the boss of Xiaomenglou was full of smiles, saying that she lacked a girl like me, and hoped that I could go with her, she didn't need me to do anything, as long as I wrote and painted every day and took good care of my body.

Cang Liao knows etiquette, and knows honor and disgrace when he has enough food and clothing. I haven't eaten a full meal for many days, and I can't take care of Tai Shi Jian, Dong Hubi, Zhang Liangshi, and Su Wujie anymore.

I just want to have a good meal and just want a good night's sleep. It's really hard to be windy, rainy, and hungry outside.

But one day, when the owner of Xiaomenglou really led a businessman in his thirties and forties into my backyard, I looked at a person of such an age, and suddenly thought of the young and beautiful little brother I met in the maple leaf forest in the south.

He didn't give up or compromise with several arrows in his body at that time, should I be like him, gritting my teeth and escaping from here.

So I jumped off the two-foot high wall. Afraid that the boss of Xiaomenglou would think that I was still alive, he touched a sharp stone and made a few slashes on his leg, leaving a pool of terrifying blood.

That little brother, I am afraid he never knew in his life, when I wanted to compromise with fate the most, it was he who made me regain my self-esteem, so that when I go to see my father and mother one day, I will not have no face to see them.

In the city of light wind in the depths of winter, heavy snow is raging and no one is coming.

I still crouched on the wall where I used to stay, waiting for the owner of the wonton noodle shop to see me, and he would bring me a bowl of noodle soup when he wasn't busy. But my belly was getting emptier and my lungs were getting hotter, and I thought about it for a long time, and finally I picked up a handful of snow from the ground and put it in my mouth to make myself feel better.

The sound of expectant footsteps approached me through the layers of snow and mist, and I raised my eyes slightly, and sure enough, I saw a large bowl, which became clearer and clearer, and in the bowl was the hot noodle soup I had been waiting for for a long time—

Wait a minute!

There are wontons and noodles in this soup today?!

My eyes widened, and I slowly looked up, only to see a jade-faced boy with a jade face appearing in the wind and snow, who looked at me worriedly, put the wonton noodles into my hand, and then wrapped his hair around me.

I was stunned, even though I couldn't see his face, but I could see his extraordinaryness from his upright figure and his gorgeous hair, the richest person in this small city was the person in Xiaomenglou, so I looked at the noodle bowl and said gloomily: "Are you from Xiaomenglou, do you want to arrest me back?" ”

"I'm not from there, you eat a bowl of noodles first, and I'll talk to you about the rest slowly."

"Tell me where you are from and what you have to do, otherwise I won't eat this bowl of noodles."

"I'm a magician, and I see that you are very talented in your bones, and I want to take you to learn from you...... Kind of hatred. When you enter my door, although you can't promise anything else, you can be sure that you will not be bullied by others in the future. ”

At that time, I didn't know what a sorcerer was, only that he was probably a craftsman, and that he could teach me what he was good at, so that I could eat with my own hands in the future. With such a good errand, I was afraid that there would be no such shop in this village after this village, so I quickly agreed: "Okay." ”

I raised my hand and touched the jade face on his face, leaned close to him and asked, "What should I call you, is it Master?" ”

The person behind the jade face has a pair of eyes that are so beautiful that people can't forget it, and those eyes are smiling at me: "Call me uncle." ”

Well, good. Teacher.

Later, I thought that if I hadn't eaten the bowl of wonton noodles he handed me, if I hadn't recognized this uncle, if I hadn't learned the "craft" of making money and killing people, if I had starved to death and coughed to death in the wind and snow, would it be much easier and much safer than now? Perhaps it was precisely because I wanted to live and let the person he cared about live, that I experienced such a devastation in the next ten years.

At the beginning, it was better to mix in the wind and snow and fall into the dust and mud together.

Thinking about the scene I saw at first was enough to make me sad, let alone the entanglement and chaos that followed one by one. In particular, my uncle and nephew, in those nights of willing or wanton revenge, gnawed at each other's skin, as if they wanted to tear each other's lives, and verbally insulted each other, and left behind all kinds of unsightly things.

My stomach tumbled again, I rolled off the bed, waved away the dredging tong who had come to help, crawled and staggered all the way to the door, knelt on the stone steps and vomited frantically, even bile.

Shutong patted me on the back and asked me in a choked voice, "Sir, have you remembered everything?" ”

I nodded effortlessly.

"Do you hate His Royal Highness King Chong'an now?" She asked again.

I looked blankly at the dawn of the sky, at the light wrapped in mist, and nodded but shook my head.

Because, at this time, I can't tell whether I hate the Wei period that gave me countless pains and endless gloom, or I hate the self who loves him like my life and follows him.

Shutong seemed to know my thoughts, and suddenly burst into tears, "Sir, you always say that Shutong is knowledgeable and reasonable, and can speak well, but Shutong has never known how to persuade you, let alone how to make you better." Hide from you to do those things, and discuss with the Quartet, and King Chong'an, I want you to never remember those sorrows for the rest of your life, and think that everything is complete, and you can be happy and worry-free in this life. ”

She raised her hand and hugged me into her arms, her fingers caressed my cheeks, and tears fell, "But there are thousands of things in this world, and all of them are connected, and this thing is comprehensive, and other things are not comprehensive." Seeing Mr. so painful today, Shu Tong felt that he had done something wrong, and these things should not be hidden from you. ”

She wiped her tears and continued: "Sir, the next thing I want to talk about is not to intercede for His Royal Highness King Chong'an, I just want you to hate him less and make yourself feel better." At the beginning, he was in a catastrophe and did not die, and when he returned from Dongqiguo, the first thing he did was to go to the Snow Curtain Mountain of Ningguo and give the immortal cong to Mr. You. He was afraid that when you woke up, he would return the life-saving immortal cong to him, so he gave you the 'Forget Boundless' Gu, so that you forgot everything about hating people and about him. ”

The extremes of things must be reversed, and the prosperity must decline.

Shu Tong really doesn't know the way of hate, and Wei Qi is really not a master of this technique. Because they don't know how much life will be as this immortal cong has been dormant in my body for five years, and now as the memory awakens, it will be more life-threatening. At this moment, I actually felt the sound of Yucong tapping from my heart, and I knew that some thoughts would come out sooner or later, and I was afraid that I would not be able to control it.

Got up from Shutong's arms, slowly walked into the bedroom with her support, rummaged through the boxes and cabinets and found a fish scale dagger that You Sifang had specially found someone to forge for me.

I trembled and handed the dagger to Shu Tong, taking a few deep breaths to calm myself down, but my voice was still muffled and hoarse, but some words had to be explained clearly now-

"Shutong, if one day, I kill people like hemp and can't help myself, or someone fights for me and kills constantly, you, as my personal butler, are the easiest to approach me, and you must kill me with this dagger when I am sleeping, for the sake of the world...... Please do not hesitate. ”