？？？

As soon as these words came out, a string of black question marks suddenly floated above the woman's head:

Sisters, do you want to listen to what you're talking about?

Even the man who was trampled under the feet of the woman dressed as a secretary, like a foot pad, and his eyes were full of ashes, reacted, and looked at Ning Xiaomo with a sympathetic expression:

This man doesn't have any mental problems, does he?

Alas.

It's pathetic.

Such a beautiful girl is actually a psychopath.

Ning Fan: You are only mentally ill, your whole family is neurotic, I think you have that serious illness, these days, no one believes the truth? What is the principle of heaven?

…

In the room, because of Ning Fan's "boasting", fell into a dead silence.

Until a long time.

Considering that Ye Huaimin would come to him every day before breakfast, leaving little time for Ning Fan and Sikong to run away, the woman urged again:

"Your Excellency, don't be joking, I'm serious, you guys go quickly, Ye Huaimin is really not a good stubble, once you are caught, the rest of your life will be ruined!"

"I'm serious, too."

The woman who watched the secretary didn't believe what she said, Ning Fan had no choice but to hold her forehead, so she had to lift out Sikong Falling Moon: "Hey, if you don't believe it, you ask her, she can help me testify." ”

Anyway.

Ning Fan stretched out his hand and pinched Sikong Falling Moon's slender waist, meaning to make her speak.

Sikong Falling Moon hurriedly nodded like pounding garlic, and cooperated with a wisp of fear in his frosty eyes: "I testify, my sister Xiaochan is really more terrifying than Ye Huaimin!" ”

That is the fear in Wang Weishi, and it can't be faked.

After being caught by the woman, the anxiety on her face... Freeze!

Instead, there is a shock and horror all over the pretty faces: as Ye Huaimin's former personal female secretary, whether it is before the end of the world or after the end of the world.

There are not a few big and small people she has seen: such an experience has made her develop a pair of sharp eyes that can see fire at a young age.

Don't dare to say anything else.

In terms of her ability to observe words and colors, she is absolutely first-class: she can be 100% sure that Sikong fell to the moon just now, and she definitely didn't lie, that is...

What Chan Hongyi said is true!

So...

"Why?"

The woman froze and asked incredulously, "Why did you kill them?" ”

"Do you need to ask?"

Ning Fan spread his hands and said nonchalantly: "They stayed where they shouldn't be, saw things they shouldn't see, and knew secrets they shouldn't know." ”

"Just... It's that simple? ”

This answer was unexpected by the woman, and the expression on her face became more and more incredible: "Thousands of lives, you... Your reason for killing is as simple as that? ”

"Or else?"

Ning Fan tilted his head and asked as a matter of course, "Shouldn't killing someone be a simple matter?" Why do you always like to complicate it? ”

"You... I..."

The woman was firmly taught a lesson by Ning Fan's indifference: she felt that her three views had been subverted, and for a while, she didn't know what to say.

Finally.

Just popped up: "Okay... Cruel. ”

Ning Fan smiled and dismissed.

"Hey, how are you talking about this woman?"

But Sikong Falling Moon was unhappy: "Sister Xiaochan can be regarded as helping you take revenge, right?" If you don't thank Sister Xiaochan, forget it, and scold her? What are your intentions? ”

"No, how could I scold her?"

inexplicably suffered a frenzy.

The little secretary was obviously a little aggrieved, she had seen unreasonable, but she had never seen Sikong Falling Moon so unreasonable: "I just want to express my opinion." ”

"Again, am I wrong?"

Like a small class girl who was bullied by a male classmate and asked the teacher to complain, the little secretary looked at Ning Fan confidently: "You say, do you have a problem when I say this." ”

"Uh..."

Ning Fan touched the tip of his nose, and he was also choked.

agree, I always feel that he is scolding himself.

I don't agree with it, he thinks the little secretary is reasonable.

If you don't admit it, isn't that tantamount to self-deception?

As an honest and trustworthy Xiaolangjun, the last clear stream of the last days, he does not want to deceive himself from the bottom of his heart: even if he deceives others, how can he deceive himself?

This is not a gentleman's doing!

Then.

The woman spoke again: as if she had a great revenge and was in a good mood, she must use a way to fight with Sikong about right and wrong to restrain the excitement in her heart.

"If you want to say that you have an old relationship with the dynasty and kill a few culprits to vent your anger, then I have nothing to say, after all, there is revenge and revenge, and there is revenge and revenge, which is understandable."

"But, there is a wrong, there is a debtor, and the other survivors are innocent, you killed them like this, I said a cruel word, is it wrong? Is there a problem? ”

Every word makes sense.

Even if Ye Huaimin comes back from the dead, it is estimated that he will applaud her.

Unfortunately...

Ning Fan hates hearing the word innocent in the apocalyptic world the most.

And so.

He had the heart to shatter the self-righteous kindness of the woman in front of him, as well as her extremely stupid kindness: "Whether you say that I am cruel or not, I can't give an answer." ”

"But if you want to talk about innocence, then I have to talk to you properly."

said.

Chan's red-clothed sandalwood mouth opened and closed, and a dark black mist gushed out on its thin lips, unfolding a picture scroll: on the painting, it is the living beings who are devastated, the children are eaten, and the corpse tide is like a sea.

There is a way to be a white bone temple in the corpse pit, the temple sits upright and paints the Buddha, and the Buddha worships the moon under the Buddha, sighing that the world is like a stumbling figure: the black fog is a painting, only the tragedy of the end times...

Tip of the iceberg.

The three of them stared at the painting, stunned.

Ning Fan pointed to the painting, like a person in the painting... Walk out:

"Those who were bitten to death and eaten by the zombie horde, they are all innocent?"

"Those who are displaced and hungry, are they all innocent?"

"Those who are shrouded in fear all the time, they are all innocent?"

"Which of them is not more innocent than you? Which of them doesn't desire salvation from some god? Do they deserve to die? Why didn't anyone save them? ”

"Can you feel their despair before they die? They also want to live, they don't want to die, they also want to throw themselves into the arms of light! ”

"Has anyone been looking at them squarely? Has anyone reached out to them? Has anyone heeded their pleas? I tell you, no! ”

"In this world where all beings are suffering."

"You sleep in a big bed, covered with a quilt, have a house to shelter you from the wind and rain, don't talk about whether you eat well or not, at least you don't starve to death, you enjoy the life they dream of, at this time, why don't you say that you are innocent? Yes? ”

Speaking of which.

Ning Fan paused, took a deep breath, stared at the secretary woman with eyes that were so sharp that they seemed to strip people naked, word by word, and asked loudly:

"Having said all this, if the girl still thinks that those who died at my hands are innocent, then I would like to ask the girl, can sell the world... How many pounds of benevolence and morality? ”

…

"Boom!"

Every word!

It was like a sting, which woke up the foolish underground, and also woke up the woman.

The woman was silent.

Oh, yes.

Where is the innocence?

If everyone is innocent, then there is no innocence.

It's just a different position, that's all.

You can not like it, you can be estranged, and you can even be an enemy of it, but no one is qualified to evaluate the right and wrong of others: without the suffering of others, do not persuade others to be good!

…

Long.

The woman sighed slowly, and did not bring up the old story again, but asked, "So Your Excellency is here to kill us, right?" I mean, to keep your secret. ”

"That's right."

Ning Fan calmly opened the bone umbrella, his eyes as calm as water.

"That's... Do it. ”

The woman smiled lightly, but did not open her mouth to beg for mercy, and the man did the same.

They surprised Ning Fan freely:

"All the way I have come, everywhere I have passed, there is a river of blood, everyone who sees me, no fear, no hate, no resentment, you two, why... No fluctuations? ”

"Thank you, your Excellency, the great revenge will be avenged, and the obsession in this life is over."

The woman's face was open.

Bow your head.

Facing the man under his feet, he was affectionate: "Besides, in this last days, it is not a kind of happiness to be able to go to Huangquan with your beloved?" ”

Ning Fan was slightly stunned, and his deep eyes lingered on the two of them, as if he was looking for clues to the two of them's lies: It's a pity, he... Nothing.

Pursing his lips, Ning Fan's expression was a little complicated:

"You... Any last words? ”

"Yes."

The woman was also polite, and said, "After we die, can you please help me bury my husband's bones together?" Just dig a hole. ”

"Why?"

For this request, Ning Fan was very strange.

He had expected the woman to beg him to spare her, or her lover.

"I used to hear the old people in the family say that if they can be buried together after death, they will continue to be the front in the next life." I don't know if I'm fantasizing about the beauty of the next life.

The corners of the woman's mouth pursed a faint smile: "I don't know if it's true or not, if Your Excellency has mercy, try it, it's always hope." ”

Ning Fan nodded, said a soft "um", and walked towards the woman.

"I, I've never fulfilled my responsibilities as a wife in my life, I used to think that the days were still long, and I wanted to start a business first, and then take care of my family, who would have thought that this blink of an eye..."

"It's a lifetime, haha."

Bone umbrella mopping the floor.

The sword sounded sonorously, sparks flew everywhere, but the woman's pretty face did not show half fear, and said to herself: "Actually, to be honest, I am quite jealous of Miss Sikong." ”

"The same people who live in darkness."

"She got her light, her salvation, and I, we, can only decay in the dark, really, a little regretful, and a little unwilling."

Ning Fan stood in front of the woman and waited quietly for her to finish speaking.

"But forget it, whatever, grandma often says, contentment is always happy, don't ask for so much, hehe." The woman gave her a grateful look.

The dying words were given to her lover: "Husband, I'm sorry, we have been married for so many years, and we haven't said I love you yet, but..."

"It's not too late to tell!"

The woman's hands were chained and couldn't move, so she could only use her feet instead of her hands, rubbing the man's cheeks, her expression was smiling, but there were crystal tears in her eyes:

"Husband, I love you!"

"I love you who planted peach blossoms all over the mountains with me, in fact, I have always disliked peach blossoms, because they were planted with you, so I like them."

"I love you who go to a haunted house in the middle of the night and keep me firmly in your arms, in fact, I never dare to enter a haunted house, because you are there, so I am not afraid."

"I love you who proposed to me on the merry-go-round, in fact, I have social fear, because the person who confessed is you, so I accepted it generously."

"My husband is the best."

"So, husband, you have to wait for me in the next life, and I will marry you!"

The man screamed "woo-woo-woo-woo".

He was pulled out by Ye Huaimin and couldn't speak, but Ning Fan could make out what he was saying: "Holding the hand of the son, growing old with the son, life after life... No regrets! ”

The woman closed her eyes, cried, laughed, and nodded vigorously.

This moment.

Ning Fan actually read a touch on the woman's face... Happiness.

Happiness before death?

It dawned on him.

It turns out that the meaning of happiness is here: no matter how many evil thoughts and murderous desires there are in your heart, don't forget the one that can make you smile... Person.

She is the shackles of the demons in her heart, and she is also the untamed humanity, and she is also the gentleness that a demon cultivator insists on in the end: seven questions, seven questions, what she asks is obsession, and her original intention!

Ning Fan raised the bone umbrella and glanced back at Sikong Falling Moon.

The moon fell and stopped.

The woman shook her head at him: "Why does the Zen heart rise, Jiao Niang is just a passerby." ”

"You... Alas. ”

The jade hand that stretched out paused in mid-air for a few seconds, and was finally retracted.

Sikong Falling Moon turned around unbearably.

The white bone umbrella sword in Ning Fan's hand also slowly fell...

……