Chapter Seventy-Five: All About Chen Shengsheng

Shang Xingzhou knew that it was his face. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

But he still felt strange.

Because it was very different from his own face that he usually saw in the mirror.

No one knows what kind of person Shang Xingzhou is, probably only the rest of the people know better.

Whether it is Old Lady Tang, Yin or Chen Changsheng, they don't know very well.

To describe it in two words, it is "not close".

Shang Xingzhou is not close to his junior brother, not close to his old friends, and not close to his own apprentices.

He is not close to the whole world, although active or passive, he wants to take the world forward.

It is said that the black robe is the most mysterious person in the world, but in fact, in the earliest hundreds of years, he was even more mysterious.

He is more forbearing, more low-key, or more wantless than the black robe.

If he wanted to, his portrait would definitely be eligible to be hung in the Lingyan Pavilion, and it would be at the top of the line.

But he still chose to stay in the night, not seeing the sun, and not interacting with people.

During those hundreds of years, he played a variety of roles and had countless faces.

Or it is for this reason that he often looks in the mirror so that he can confirm who he is today.

Gradually, he got used to talking to himself in the mirror, until he no longer had to play another role.

He had always taken Haotian Mirror with him, and it wasn't until this year that he asked Xu Yourong to take it to White Emperor City, and then shattered it in that battle.

He was more familiar with his face than anyone else, so it felt strange at this time.

This face is a little haggard, and it has lost its usual heroic spirit, so it looks old.

On top of that, the eyes are no longer as calm as they used to be.

Between the raised eyebrows and the pretended indifferent eyes, the aura of the king is unobstructed, and he looks stupid.

Just like the youngest prince back then, he twisted his eyebrows and eyes in the Baicao Garden, shouting something.

In the end, he was not killed by random arrows.

Well, when King Chu died, his face was also covered with blood and was ugly.

Where did you go next?

Yes, I went to the Imperial Palace and conveyed His Majesty's intentions to Emperor Taizu.

Taizu seems to be fat and stupid, but he is actually extremely smart, how can he see his killing intent?

Your Majesty is too merciful, you should have killed Wang Zhice that night, why spare him his life?

Without him, wouldn't he be able to defeat the demons?

Chen Xuanba is so amazingly talented, and the King of Chu is so ambitious, isn't Your Majesty all endured the pain?

Shang Xingzhou's thoughts drifted back from the past, and his gaze also withdrew from the distance, falling on Chen Changsheng's face.

Chen Changsheng's face also had blood, but he didn't know why, he still looked clean.

And the face is calm, and there is no fear to be seen on it.

Shang Xingzhou was a little angry.

What Chen Changsheng said made him very uncomfortable.

Chen Changsheng's calmness made him even more unacceptable.

He asked, "Are you really not afraid of death?"

Chen Changsheng said, "Master, you should know better than anyone how much I am afraid of death. ”

When he was ten years old, he was sad for a long time after Shang Xingzhou said that sentence to him.

There were many nights when he cried secretly under the covers.

It was the rest of the people who patted him on the back and coaxed him through the quilt.

But how could Shang Xingzhou not know that he was in a room separated by a wall?

"But the more I think about it, and the longer I am afraid, I will naturally become numb. ”

Chen Changsheng continued: "Speaking of which, I really want to thank you for arranging such a life for me. ”

Shang Xingzhou said: "At that time, you were sure that you would not live to be twenty years old, and you were born to die every day, so it was naturally easy to overcome fear, and now you have changed your life against the sky, and you can be free in the world for thousands of years, and even have a great chance to see great freedom, so why are you still not afraid?"

"I don't know if I'm really not afraid or what, and probably only when death really comes, will I understand my heart. ”

Chen Changsheng said: "I will help you see yourself clearly, and you can also help me see myself clearly." ”

Others are hell.

Death is a mirror.

You can dress properly.

You can know your mind.

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Time passes slowly.

Maple Quiet.

Shang Xingzhou has not yet moved.

"Let it go. ”

Wang Zhice said.

If you don't do it, why not let it go.

This phrase letting go has two meanings.

Let go of the hand that fell on Chen Changsheng's neck.

Let go of the world.

Shang Xingzhou did not speak, nor did he move.

"Do you think it's shameless to let go like this?"

Tang Thirty-six suddenly laughed, and then slapped his right cheek hard.

It snapped, it was very crisp, and it was loud.

Tang Thirty-Six's right cheek turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye.

He looked at Shang Xingzhou and said very seriously: "Look, what is face?"

Shang Xingzhou still didn't speak.

In the eyes of some people, Tang Thirty-Six's behavior was just trying to disturb Shang Xingzhou's mind, which was essentially nonsense.

Chen Changsheng didn't think so, he knew that this was the real problem.

He has already said just now that it is impossible for a person like Shang Xingzhou, who is always right, to admit defeat.

This fact made him feel a little tired, or boring.

He said to Shang Xingzhou: "Why can't you learn to admit defeat?"

"I didn't lose, so why throw in the towel? Don't forget that I've been a winner for a thousand years. ”

Shang Xingzhou said proudly: "Even if I once underestimated Tianhai and made mistakes, but in the end I won. ”

Chen Changsheng was silent for a while and asked, "If you refuse to admit defeat, then what about admitting mistakes?"

It was quiet.

People's eyes fell on him.

"If you insist on not admitting defeat, can you admit your mistake?"

Chen Changsheng looked at Shang Xingzhou and asked seriously.

Shang Xingzhou's expression was slightly stunned.

"Three years ago at the Anglican Academy, it was snowing that night, and I said to you at the time, it was you who were wrong between us. ”

Chen Changsheng said: "Since you are wrong, then why don't you admit your mistake?"

If you don't talk about winning or losing, then you are right or wrong.

Who's right and who's wrong.

If you don't admit defeat, will you admit your mistakes?

Shang Xingzhou was silent.

Chen Changsheng looked at him and asked, "Master, is it so difficult for you to admit your mistake?"

Shang Xingzhou looked at him quietly and slowly let go of his hand.

No one stepped forward, because the two were still so close that they only needed to reach out to each other.

Next, Chen Changsheng said a few words.

"In the Heavenly Book Tomb, I told you that maybe you won't find out what you really want until the last moment, and just now is the last moment. ”

"You asked me why I had this fight, and that's the answer, and I want you to face yourself, maybe it's a little ugly, but it's real. ”

"You don't want to kill me, you never kill me, because you know you're wrong. ”

"Twenty years ago, everything you did about me, was wrong. ”

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(In the original plot design, this paragraph was more intense, Chen wanted to be like Ma Jingtao, shouting at Shang Xingzhou constantly, kill me! You have the ability to kill me!) Saliva sprayed everywhere, and after thinking about it carefully, it was changed to the current one, because I think it is beautiful.) The chapter names are intentional and not misspelled. )