Chapter 20: A Good Death (10)

Every word of his is like a veil, just like him, there is always a layer of vague separation and disguise, but it can also make you aware of it, and vaguely see his true and cruel side behind the veil.

Lifting the veil, she saw him, awake and cold.

"Young Master Wujiabao, Wu Gui ......" Shang Shi said word by word, his voice was slightly hoarse, "Then what is the Daoist Master of Tan Yangguan that I met?"

Wu Gui didn't seem to hear the latter sentence again, "You've seen it too, I don't want to say more, you can leave." ”

When Shang Shi heard the words that he finally admitted his identity, he couldn't help but clench his fists, and she asked him rhetorically: "What did I see? Did I see you and your childhood sweetheart's fiancée like glue, or did you turn a blind eye to me?"

To say that he was cold was really cold, as if everything that had happened to him was just a storm, and after the rain was clear, he cleaned up his mood and walked away, not even bothering to look back again.

He really liked it when he was with her, and the tenderness and love in his eyes couldn't deceive people, but after everything in the past was easily revealed, he was also very free, so what he once loved is no longer loved. Just like now he is standing in front of her, facing her questioning, he can also say the words "you leave" coldly and indifferently, his eyes tell her, let go, don't be obsessed, the relationship between us is over, and I don't care about her feelings at all.

But she couldn't let it go.

No one can understand that feeling, being in the world but just like wandering outside the crowd, they pass by you, but you don't feel the presence of others, that kind of confusion and distress without self, so that she can't find the meaning of her existence.

Man, why live?

Just like her, she has no family, no friends, no time, and no space. Over time, being alive has become something that has to continue but I don't know why I can't stop.

Until I met him.

She had thought that he was the same person, because she had seen in his eyes the same ignorance and indifference to the whole world as herself.

He built a wall of loneliness, asking in his own world, his empty footsteps trampling on the boundary between fireworks and incense, so that she could peek through the high wall.

But what went wrong now?

Shansh could still see the alienation in his homeless eyes, but there was something else in that gaze.

Later she understood that it was called hatred.

When a person has the meaning and pursuit of their existence, whether it is hatred or happiness, it no longer has meaning. Just live, and then realize it, it's enough.

The meaning of Wu Gui's existence is revenge, and the pursuit that Shang Shi is unwilling to let go of is no return.

Yes, she didn't want to let go.

She stared straight into Wu Gui's eyes and asked him, "What is the purpose of your coming to the Martial Arts League?"

Wu Gui didn't choose to hide it, he didn't seem to have hidden it from her since he expressed his heart to Shang Shi, and lowered his eyes and replied to her: "For revenge." ”

"Then what do you think of Zhuang Qiong?" Shang Shi felt a little stunned, she hoped that Wu Gui would not care about Zhuang Qiong, but also didn't want him to become the kind of sincere person who could use and play with a woman in order to take revenge, the Taoist she knew and admired, powerful and open, how could he be the kind of man who was spurned?

But Wu Gui didn't answer him, and said bluntly: "Even if I choose to give up, I have no love for you, so why do you bother to entangle?"

Shansh actually heard the disgust in his words and tone.

Her face turned pale, and it turned out that he could see it clearly, and she thought that he gave up the relationship between the two because he wanted revenge.

As a result, he just said that he was loveless and sent her away.

Tearing up the last shred of hope in her heart, Shansh felt that she could really leave.

She thought things through, but she didn't understand them.

Being clear and understanding are two different things, just as leaving and dying are not the same.

At this time, it was late at night, and the entire Martial Arts League was heavily guarded these days, Shang Shi had an incident in order to be unfair, and after separating from Wu Gui, she returned to the room prepared for her by the people of the Martial Arts League before, preparing to leave tomorrow.

I just didn't expect it to go wrong again the next day.

One of the courtiers who was friendly with the Taiwei Mansion was found dead in his room in the morning by the subordinates of the Wulin League—it is said that he had been slashed in the neck.

To be honest, this person has a small official position, but he occupies a position in the court, no matter what happens, once he gets involved in the court, it will be difficult to do.

It is impossible to do something perfunctorily, not only is it impossible, but the Taiwei Mansion said that it is necessary to find out who the murderer is.

So all the people who stayed in the Wulin League last night couldn't leave, and they were closely monitored.

Of course, surveillance can't be put on the surface, after all, some of these powerful people can't be offended.

Both ends are flattering but the two ends are not people, Zhuang Qianyuan can be said to have his hair about to turn white.

Nie Hanyun's face was not good-looking.

The man who died was a very smart and promising disciple of her father, and the emperor intended to promote him, and he had already mentioned it several times in the previous early dynasty.

Their Taiwei Mansion is very beautiful in the eyes of outsiders, in fact, it has not been good for a long time, there are talented people in the country, but it has nothing to do with their Taiwei Mansion, either the emperor himself fancies, or the prime minister or the general's side, which is really not good for their Taiwei Mansion, otherwise why would their Taiwei Mansion take the risk and get on the line with Zhuang Qianyuan outside the imperial court. finally came up with a promising one, but she died at her wedding banquet so inexplicably.

Not only was her father unhappy, but she also felt uncomfortable.

The two of them sat in the room face to face with gloomy faces, and after a while, Zhuang Chengzhi walked in, first glanced at his master, and then quickly glanced at Nie Hanyun, with some sarcasm and ridicule hidden in his eyes.

If in the past, Zhuang Qianyuan would have taught Zhuang Chengzhi a few words when he saw this situation, but today he really didn't have the leisure to do so, so he went straight to the point and said: "How is the situation?"

"Everyone is controlled in the villa, and no one has left the Martial Arts League. ”

Zhuang Qianyuan breathed a sigh of relief, nodded and asked, "Have you found any people who are acting abnormally?"

Zhuang Chengzhi rolled his eyes and thought about it carefully: "Not yet." "Most people woke up a little late because of a hangover, and before they could react, they were notified that they wanted to stay in the Wulin League and were not allowed to go out.

"Really?" Zhuang Qianyuan's face was a little ugly, "Also, you must keep an eye on Wu Gui for me." ”

Speaking of Wu Gui, Zhuang Chengzhi's expression froze, and the fist hanging by his side clenched a little tightly, and finally nodded.