Chapter Eighty-Nine: The Past
Mu An returned to the agency, and after thinking about it, he felt that what had happened recently seemed to be under the control of others.
Obviously, this other person is Nangong Wufeng.
But why? Is it just because he likes Ahu?
The fat store manager comforted Mu An and said, "Ah Hu has forgotten you, and he has forgotten who he really is." That's a good thing, too, why don't you go and chase her back. You can also get a marriage certificate logically. ”
Mu An was noncommittal, he cared more about her safety than whether Ah Hu had forgotten him.
"It's a pity, you just said that she is someone else's fiancée now."
The fat store manager's words woke up Mu An at once, Ah Hu is now Nangong Wufeng's fiancée, does this mean that she is going to marry him?
For a while, panic and uneasiness made Mu An lose the ability to think.
Ah Hu is his, and must not become someone else's bride.
He didn't dare to imagine what he would do if Ah Hu really married Nangong Wufeng!
Therefore, the first thing to do now is to find Nangong Wufeng and make it clear.
Thinking of this, Mu An walked outside the agency, and the fat store manager hurriedly asked, "Mu An, what are you going to do?" ”
"Chubby, I probably won't come back anytime soon, take care of the agency." Mu An's casual words made the fat store manager stunned.
He actually called him Chubby? Call him Chubby!
The fat store manager felt that something was wrong, and there were very few people in the entire prefecture who called him chubby.
Hades calls him Chubby, who else but Hades?
The fat store manager's pupils suddenly shrank, and an impossible thought exploded in his mind.
Could it be ...... Mu An is ...... Jizo?
The fat store manager fell into shock and all kinds of conjectures.
No wonder, no wonder Jizo told him a thousand times to take care of Ah Hu.
For a long time, it was the Jizo deity who was interested in Ah Hu.
Thinking of his heavy oppression of Ah Hu and Mu An for more than 400 years, the fat store manager felt that the atonement for more than 400 years had not been completed, but a new sin had been created.
It's over, it's over, the fat store manager feels hopeless for promotion.
There is no hope in this life, and he still thinks about using points to reincarnate or something.
On the other side, Mu An found Nangong Wufeng, and the other party was looking at a book with a leisurely face.
"Nangong Wufeng, what do you mean?" Mu An asked directly.
But Nangong Wufeng just raised his head and glanced at him lightly and motioned for him to sit down.
"You finally remembered to come to me." Nangong Wufeng was always faint and did not have much mood swings.
"I thought we were friends." Mu An was a little annoyed.
He and Nangong Wufeng have been friends for many years in private, and they have practiced together since childhood, and later Buddhism and Taoism are different, and they go their own ways.
He entered the underworld, and Nangong Wufeng entered the fairy world.
"Mu An, oh no...... You should be called Jizo. Nangong Wufeng closed the book in his hand, "You like Ah Hu, I like it too, we should compete fairly." ”
Mu An just wanted to sneer, is this competition really fair?
"I'm not interested, Ah Hu originally belonged to me." Mu An was a little annoyed.
Ah Hu was originally hers, from the beginning.
"Oh...... I almost forgot, Jizo you...... It is Zhen Shaorong who is in Ah Hu's heart. Nangong Wufeng poured a cup of tea for Mu An.
"You know it, but why are you robbing me of Ahu?" Mu An's face sank like water, and he stared at Nangong without wind.
"Guess how Ah Hu would react if she knew that you had been cheating on her and hiding her?" Nangong Wufeng took a sip of tea, smiling and seeing Mu An's face change greatly.
"That's enough." Mu An said in a low voice.
Ah Hu has always belonged to him, whether he is Shaorong or Jizang, or Mu'an.
"You can't forget what happened five hundred years ago, right? We bet you weren't in love with any woman in the mortal world, but you lost. Nangong Wufeng raised his eyes to look at Mu An, and the strange emotions in his eyes were incomprehensible.
……
Five hundred years ago.
Jizo and Nangong Wufeng, the god of war, are sitting under a big banyan tree and playing chess.
Jizo chess was one move short and lost to Nangong Wufeng.
Nangong Wufeng hooked his lips and chuckled, and said lightly: "Azang, look, you lost again." ”
He and Jizo have been friends for many years, practicing together and traveling the world together.
"Okay, if I lose, you say, which direction to go next." Jizo was depressed, but at this time he heard the noise in his ears.
Not far from the big banyan tree is a small village, and outside of this village there is a clearing.
The people kept squeezing towards the clearing, and slowly came together.
"Well, why don't you go there?" The folding fan in Nangong Wufeng's hand pointed to the place where the voices were boiling.
"Just what I want." Jizo and Nangong Wufeng blended into the crowd.
Looking at the men and women tied to the pyre, Jizo felt compassion. Why are people in this world always trapped by love?
He heard from a villager that the man and woman who were about to be burned to death had eloped against their parents' orders.
Unexpectedly, she was found and caught, and what was even worse was that the woman was pregnant.
"Is it worth it to challenge the patience of your parents and villagers for the sake of so-called love?" Jizo was puzzled, he didn't understand love, and he didn't understand why the men and women on the pyre insisted on doing this.
When the man and woman were burned by the fire, they still held each other's hands tightly, and the smile on their faces touched Jizo.
"No wind, what is love?" He pointed to the men and women on the high platform who were burning in the fire.
Why would anyone smile when they were dying? Is it because of the so-called love?
"Shouldn't you know about the great love in the world, why don't you know what love is?" Nangong Wufeng has always been very incomprehensible about this.
"I don't know." Jizo waved his hand, not paying attention.
But Nangong Wufeng was very concerned, so he suggested that he try to love someone.
But Jizo smiled dumbly and said, "I love the world, isn't this love?" ”
The love of the world is also love, and it will never change because of a single person.
Just like although he sympathizes with the men and women who were burned to death, he still won't help in order to maintain the normal continuation of the underworld.
"Azang, you don't even understand love, how can you love the world? I don't think you're at home yet. Nangong Wufeng knocked on the folding fan and couldn't help shaking his head.
It is said that Jizo saves all sentient beings, but in fact, he doesn't understand the love of the world at all.
"I love the world and will love anyone. My love is fair and just, and there is no partiality. Jizo retorted.
"But there is no woman to love you. Let's make a bet! Nangong Wufeng's eyes rolled, and a smile lifted on the corner of his mouth.
He really wanted to see if his friend would fall in love with a woman, and whether he would be desperate for this woman and favor her.
Jizo closed his eyes and sank into the eyes, but did not answer.
But soon after, he was reincarnated as Zhen Shaorong.