A man says you are,

You can not.

Two men said that you are,

You don't have to be.

A group of people say you are,

That's how you should be.

The whole world says you are,

You're not too.

......

"Why does everyone say I'm a demon?" he stood there, a man with a hideous bloody hole in his chest.

"Who knows. The black-robed young man said.

"Maybe I'm really ......"

The black-robed young man stared into his eyes, and for some reason, there was a pressure that made him speechless.

"People say you are, are you?"

"Even if you really are, so what?"

He was heavy, wanting to crouch, but not moving.

"There is no room for demons in this world, and I will be killed by everyone. ”

The black-robed young man jumped up and slapped him on the head: "First of all, you know whether you are a demon or not, and secondly, if someone wants to kill you, you just need to ......"

The black-robed young man paused.

"What's wrong?"

"I suddenly remembered the group of people I had killed earlier...... By 'people' they meant you, ah, I thought they were crazy, so I killed them all. ”

He was silent.

"In short, it doesn't matter if you're a demon or not, the important thing is that if someone wants to kill you, you have to kill you back. ”

"But if I'm really a magic ......"

"My good man!" the black-robed young man held his head, about to collapse, "Now that you are not a demon, they will kill you, even if you are really a demon, what if you kill a few people?"

He could only remain silent again.

"In this world, no one will listen to anyone, they will only believe their own eyes - those are stupid eyes, and those two balls are worse than two pebbles in my opinion!"

"But I ......"

I don't know why, he always has something to say, but he always doesn't know what he wants to say, and every time he speaks, he always feels empty, he can't mention anything, he can't say anything.

"You?" asked the black-robed young man, tilting his head.

Again, he could only shake his head.

"Do you believe you're a demon?"

"I ...... I don't know. ”

"How could you not know?"

"I don't know...... Every time I spoke, I felt that my body was empty, and I had something to say, but I couldn't remember what to say. ”

"Ah, you're Alzheimer's!"

"What?"

"It's Alzheimer's. ”

"You're just Alzheimer's!"

"Ahh

"I ......"

"Your heart is lost. The black-robed young man hurriedly said.

He nodded.

"But did you really lose it?"

He was stunned for a moment, then put his hand on his chest, no sound, no beating.

"I can't feel it. ”

"Huh, can't you feel it?" the black-robed young man lifted the corners of his mouth, "Of course you can't feel it, because your heart has turned to stone, it has become numb, it can't beat anymore, it has nothing but fear!

He was terrified again.

"You see, you're scared again. The black-robed young man squinted and sneered, "What do you want it to do with such a heart?

"But ......" he was so weak that he could no longer speak, so he had to squat down with all his strength.

The black-robed young man sat beside him: "You are afraid and confused, fearful, but you don't know what you are afraid of; You have to keep looking for the strength to move forward, and you are worried that something will suddenly appear behind you and swallow you. ”

"You're afraid of the dark, you're afraid of the unknown, you're afraid of being different, but you find out that you're destined to be different, so you panic, you start panicking, and then you get lost. ”

"No...... I'm no longer afraid to be different. He looked up and looked ahead in a daze, "A long, long time ago, I saw a monkey all the time, and it was called Sora. ”

"I know. The black-robed young man said.

"You know?"

The black-robed young man nodded: "Not only did it jump into the water curtain hole, but it also became the only monkey in the world that can fly." ”

"Yes, to this day I remember his eyes, like a thousand bolts of lightning, like a burning fire, and his eyes were golden...... Oh, that's what I just remembered suddenly. He said.

"So?"

"So I ......," he suddenly stopped talking again.

Something floated up and sank again.

"I forgot. He said.

"Ah——!" The black-robed young man held his head, looking in pain, but after a while, he could only shout angrily: "Alzheimer's!"

"Where are you going?" he looked at the black-robed boy's back.

"Let's go, go find your heart. The black-robed young man said.

......

"Master, I think it's so windy here. ”

High in the air, the man said to the bald head.

"Apprentice, I also feel a little cold as a teacher. ”

"Why don't we go down?"

"Wait a minute, for the sake of the teacher, I like the beautiful scenery in the sky. Asexual intoxicated, his eyes glazed over, "But I don't really like the heavy chains." ”

"Well, you've been here for a long time, let's go down. ”

So, the man took off his chains and fell to the ground.

"You...... How can you break free!" Ji Ling's eyes widened, looking at the man who seemed to have descended from heaven.

"Why can't I come down? It's so cold up there. The man seemed to be a little angry, not too angry.

"But the chains ......"

"The chains of rules can't trap things outside the rules. ”

"You ......"

"Me?"

"Nothing. Ji Ling lowered her eyes and looked at nothingness again.

“......”

"Apprentice, come for the teacher! Catch the teacher!" In the air, the bald head is like a comet falling to the ground, and its momentum is like a rainbow.

"Okay Master, you can come with confidence!" the man gestured to answer.

Until the bald head was inserted into the soil, and the two legs were straight out and exposed, like an onion.

"Oh, Master, your accuracy is too bad!"

"You fart, you dare to deliberately dodge!" said in the dirt, and the angry voice came dullly.

The man pulled out the green onion: "Master, the conscience of heaven and earth!"

"Conscience, fart conscience! When have you ever had a conscience!"

"Yes, here!" the man patted his chest.

"Go aside. Asexual pushed him away and walked into nothingness, "I'll go back as soon as I go." ”

"You're going to ......"

"Go in and take a look. ”

"Master...... You will always live in my heart!" the man sniffled, teary eyes.

"Disciple, when the teacher comes out, he will clear the door. ”

"Master, you just go, Tianxian'er, I will take care of you!"

Ji Ling glanced at the man and slapped away the hand that was quietly on her shoulder.

......

"Hey. ”

"Huh?"

"Can you please stop killing. ”

"They say you're a demon, and some say I'm a demon, so that's not okay. ”

"But we're not real demons. ”

"Who do you say you believe?" the black-robed young man was rubbing his blood-stained sword, carelessly.

"Then you have to explain!"

"Was the explanation helpful?"

He was silent again.

He was often silent.

Because every word the black-robed young man said made so much sense.

It is also because he has many things that rise and fall but cannot be seen and cannot be lifted.

"I always feel like it's not good. ”

"So what's good? everybody says you're a demon, everybody wants to kill you, you're powerless to change anything, everybody looks at you with fear in their eyes, everybody will point at your back and curse you to death!

“......”

"You're always giving in. ”

"I don't have ......"

"Then you look up. ”

He looked up and met the red eyes of the black-robed young man.

"What do you see?"

"Red ......"

"What else?"

"You have eye droppings. ”

"You fart!"

The black-robed young man opened his teeth and claws: "This, this is perseverance, it is transparent, it is the eyes that have seen through everything!"

"But you can't say it yourself......" he muttered quietly.

"Then you say!"

"I don't say it. ”

"Do you want to talk about it?"

"You, you, you are resolute, transparent, see through everything!"

"That's pretty much it. ”

The black-robed young man took the sword from his neck.

"So, I'll dial you a little bit. The black-robed young man raised his sword and pointed at a pile of corpses in the distance, "Do you see them? ”

"But now he's dead...... he said.

"Yes, it's all because they are so talkative!" the black-robed boy gritted his teeth.

He cowered his arms and felt afraid.

"They are like those monkeys, without purpose, without ideals, following fate and obeying rules. ”