Compassion is not something that everyone can do, let alone everyone. Compassionate-minded monks can occasionally develop hatred, and mortals who have no quarrel with the world may also be zombies on the streets. In this world full of killings, anyone can become someone else's ghost, there is no reason to speak of, and there is nowhere to redress grievances.

Seeing Leng wanting to speak and stopping, Wuxin frowned, and asked with a little doubt, "What's wrong?" He felt that Leng seemed to have something unspeakable.

"Not really, I just don't know where to start. Leng said hesitantly, there were so many things that happened that night, and it was too complicated, he really didn't know where to start.

"Say anything, don't ramble. Wuxin said with a frown, feeling that it might not be a good thing to tell him.

So, after Leng sorted out his thoughts, he began to narrate to Wuxin what happened that night, starting from the time he entered the Red Mansion to the time when he lost his mind, and talked about it from beginning to end. The tone became more and more solemn, as if it had been experienced all over again.

After listening to Leng Yan's words, Wuxin seemed to think about it a little bit, but he only remembered that he went there to track down the head of the red feather, and he also vaguely remembered Blood Ling'er, the short old man, and the masked man in blue, but he didn't have the slightest impression of what happened to him later, so he couldn't remember it.

"Then what happened, what is this place?" Wuxin continued, his brow furrowing and his face solemn.

"Later," Leng hesitated, was silent for a moment, and finally said: "Later, the young master regarded me as an enemy and wanted to kill me, but fortunately, the master appeared in time and knocked the young master unconscious, and then I brought the young master here." Originally, Zhuge Yunqing had told him before leaving, not letting him tell Wuxin that he had come, but he still felt the need to let Wuxin know, maybe it would be a good thing for both the ancestors and grandchildren.

Hearing Leng Yan's words, a trace of surprise flashed in Wuxin's eyes, as if he was a little surprised by Zhuge Yunqing's appearance, but he didn't think about it, and now he didn't want to think about the matter between him and Zhuge Yunqing. What he was thinking in his heart was what he said in his cold mouth that he didn't recognize his six relatives after losing his mind, and it seemed that the matter was even more serious than he imagined.

Now it is certain that when he went on a slight rampage and his eyes turned red, his mind was still clear and knew what he was doing, but when his eyes turned completely black, all his actions were out of his control, and this was the serious part of the problem.

"If the next time you find that I have lost my mind, kill me before I have completely lost my mind. Wuxin was silent for a long time, and suddenly said lightly, as if he had made a lot of determination.

After hearing Wuxin's words, Leng was surprised, and he couldn't stop shaking his head and said, "I can't do it, and I can't do that." From the day he followed Wuxin, his task was to protect Wuxin's safety, even if he died, he had to protect Wuxin's safety, this is also the idea that Zhuge Yunqing instilled in them since he was a child, how could he do it to Wuxin.

"It's an order, I've never ordered anything from you, it's the first and only time. Wuxin looked at Leng and said seriously, his tone was firm, and there was no room for a trace of rejection.

Although Wuxin didn't know what he looked like after losing his mind, he could already think of it after listening to Leng Described, he didn't want the lost mind to be the real him, and he didn't want to be like that, he couldn't imagine that the resentment in his heart was so deep, it had reached the point of being uncontrollable, it was not the result he wanted, his original intention was to hope that the people around him were good, not to threaten their life and death. If it really turned out to be like that, then he would rather end himself.

Although Leng had put on his mask again, it could be seen from his struggling eyes that his heart was entangled and resistant, because he had no intention of giving him an impossible order. He wanted to argue, but was stopped by an unintentional wave of his hand.

"How long have I been asleep?" asked lightly after unintentionally stopping the cold, changing the subject.

Leng silently shook his head, thought for a while, and said slowly: "It's been seven days." When he said this, there was still a trace of struggle in his eyes, as if he was still thinking about the order he had just given.

Hearing Leng Answer, Wuxin was stunned for a moment, he didn't expect that he had slept for so long, this is simply unforgivable, now is a critical moment, there is no time for him to waste, seeing that the day of the Xian Wangfu and the Yanmen Wangfu is gradually approaching, he can't hide here so comfortably and do nothing.

Thinking of this, Wuxin struggled to move off the bed, his body was still sore until now, he had to get out of bed and move, so that his body could recover as soon as possible, because there were still many things waiting for him to do.

Wuxin already knows why his body has become so weak, one of the reasons may be related to the two heavy blows by the masked man in blue that day, although he didn't suffer any major injuries, but it's not nothing, and the other reason may be related to his complete rampage, sleeping for seven days in a row and the soreness all over his body may be the sequelae.

"Immediately send a message to Murong Tang and Phantom Sound Pavilion, asking them to track down the matter of the blue-clothed masked man, and they must find him as soon as possible. Wuxin said slowly as he walked towards the window.

He walked to the window and gently opened it, letting the warm sunlight shine in, shining in the room and on him. Feeling the warm sunshine, Wuxin's body finally felt a little more comfortable. Breathe in the warm air of the sun, let the sun surround you, like a baptism, wash away the darkness that may be hidden in the depths of your heart, and try your best to make your heart calm and serene.

Leng nodded, turned around and walked out, did not speak, his eyes were always showing a trace of solemnity, he was struggling, thinking about what he should do if he lost his mind next time. Perhaps, there is only one way, and that is to block all possible unintentional dangers before the unintentional transformation, even if it costs one's own life.

Wuxin closed his eyes, immersed in the warm sunshine, he remembered the promise he had promised Ruyi not to kill people casually, although he didn't do it later for various reasons, but now he suddenly wants to keep it again, not that he suddenly woke up and decided not to kill anymore, but because he didn't want to become Ruyi one day in the future, he pointed the knife at the person he cared about the most. The more people you kill, the heavier the resentment in your heart will be, and you have no intention of understanding this truth.

Perhaps, what really made Wuxin transform was not the trace of resentment hidden somewhere in his heart, but the bloody knife in his hand that was almost connected to his heart, and it was the bloodlust of the blood knife that inspired the resentment in Wuxin's heart, and also awakened the possible violence and bloodlust in his heart. Because the Blood Knife is a magic knife that can drink human blood, because it has killed too many people and killed too many souls.

At this time, he didn't know that Leng who pushed the door had secretly made up his mind, and he swore that he would not carry out the order he had just given and perhaps the only order in his life, and he still looked down on the loyalty of the "shadow" to him.

In his heart now, there is only one thing on his mind, and that is the blue-clothed masked man who escaped, the leader behind the scenes who is in charge of the most feared killer organization in the rivers and lakes, Red Feather. He thought that before he could regain the promise he had promised, he would have to kill someone, the man behind all of this.

The next day, Murong Tang and Phantom Pavilion received a secret letter at the same time, and then the rivers and lakes began to be busy again, both looking for a blue-clothed masked man with a broken arm.

After Ruyi, who was far away in the Phantom Sound Pavilion, received Wuxin's secret letter, she knew that the information she had given to Wuxin before was true, it seemed that Wuxin had really found the head of Red Feather, and she couldn't help but regret whether she shouldn't have told Wuxin the news in the first place, because she knew Red Feather's strength, and those endless means, not to mention the head of Red Feather, it must be a powerful existence.

One of her unintentional actions seems to have pushed Wuxin into an abyss, and life and death are unknown. So she began to blame herself, and even wanted to leave for Wuxin's side, even if she couldn't stop it, at least she could face it with him.

But as soon as she had this thought, she was stopped by her senior brother Nangong Chu.

"You can't go, and he doesn't want you to go, and even if you do, you may not find him at all. Nangong Chu looked at Ruyi, who was struggling with the letter in front of him, and said solemnly.

Ruyi kept shaking his head, biting his lip and saying, "But I put him in danger, and I'm worried that something will happen to him." Ruyi said as she kept pacing in place, her face full of worry and self-blame.

"It's not your fault, you did the right thing, even if it wasn't what you told him, he would definitely find it out by himself, you just let him face it earlier. Believe me, he would never want you to go, and if you did, he would be distracted to take care of you and become a burden to him. Nangong Chu persuaded Ruyi bitterly, hoping to stop Ruyi, who was already a little master of the six gods at this time.

"Then what if something happens to him and he never comes back?" Ruyi stopped, stared at Nangong Chu's eyes, and asked categorically, it sounded like a question, but it was actually seeking a comfort, a comfort that maybe even she wouldn't believe.

Listening to Ruyi's questioning and looking at her expression, Nangong Chu frowned, and said meaningfully: "I can't promise you anything irresponsibly, but I know that in his heart, the person he cares about the most is you, even more important than his life, although he has never admitted it personally, but I know that if you fall into danger after you go, he will fight for your life, and he may die faster!" He told the truth, but this truth was like a sword, deeply inserted into Ruyi's heart, but he had to say it, otherwise he would not be able to persuade Ruyi at all.

After listening to Nangong Chu's words, Ruyi stood on the spot, without saying a word, and finally quieted down, but the expression on his face was even more struggling, and there seemed to be tears flashing in his eyes. Obviously, Nangong Chu's words completely woke her up, and also made her dispel the idea of finding Wuxin, but she began to blame herself even more in her heart, complaining that she shouldn't have notified Wuxin of the news, if that was the case, maybe there would not be such a dilemma now.

Both of them fell silent for a moment, not knowing what to say. Ruyi paused, turned around and walked upstairs without saying a word, his expression was downcast, and he seemed to be immersed in self-blame.

Nangong Chu looked at Ruyi's lonely back, and couldn't help but sigh, he didn't want to say it so bluntly, but there was no way, he had to let Ruyi recognize the current facts, otherwise Ruyi might really be desperate to find Wuxin. He did this not only because he was also worried that Ruyi would encounter unnecessary danger, but also because he was fulfilling his original promise to Wuxin, who promised Wuxin to protect Ruyi well.

No one knows what will happen until the end comes, after all, not everyone's hopes can eventually come true, and not everything will develop according to people's expectations, the world is full of all kinds of uncertainties, this is the real Jianghu......