Su Ji no longer responded, nor did he ask any more questions, it was not that there were no questions, but there were too many things he wanted to ask, and he really didn't know where to start, so it was better to do it and see.

Li Rumei carried Su Ji into the cave in the center of the snow-capped mountain, and walked slowly along the snow-white and bright cave wall, the cave in front of her was sometimes wide and sometimes narrow, and it was more than hundreds of zhang deep, like a winding labyrinth.

The surroundings were eerily quiet, and only the sound of melted snow dripping through the cracks in the cave walls could be heard:

Tick!

The rhythm of the sound of water is monotonous and lonely, which makes Su Ji suddenly feel a sense of déjà vu.

Li Rumei's footsteps also moved slowly like the sound of water droplets, and the further she went, the dimmer the light around her. There was a fox smell everywhere, and as Li Rumei went deeper and deeper, Su Ji smelled the smell getting stronger and stronger.

The cry of a fox suddenly sounded in his ears, and a pair of shining eyes peeked in the dimness. After all, the fox is the nemesis of the birds, and Su Ji instinctively feels the fear from the heart. Suppressing her apprehension, Su Ji trembled in her arms, until a faint blue light lit up in front of her, and Li Rumei finally stopped.

A woman's familiar voice came from the darkness ahead:

"Stand down. ”

A sound like a silver bell echoed through the cave for a long time. All the foxes stopped making a sound, and even held their breath, so in awe that they did not dare to make even the slightest movement.

However, when Su Ji heard the voice, instead of being afraid, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

What should come will always come.

Here she comes.

She was in that darkness

Su Ji was put on the ground with his hands, the chains tied to his body disappeared, and when he turned around, he found that Li Rumei was also gone, only endless darkness shrouded her back. He didn't look back, fanned his wings, flew into the depths of the blue light, and came to the end of the Qingling Cave Mansion alone. A stalactite chair comes into view, with a smooth surface like mutton fat white jade.

On the stalactite chair sat a woman in green, whose figure seemed to be there and nothing, and she couldn't see clearly.

If she were to be alive, Su Ji's gaze would stop below her neck, and she would not dare to look up in order to avoid her eyes, because the aura of the Xuan Ming would emanate from her eyes, and as long as she didn't look at her eyes, she wouldn't have an immortal curse in her body. However, the current Su Ji did not have a trace of Xuanqing, looked directly into her eyes, and asked, "I want to know who I am talking to......?

“...... It's me. ”

That was Lin Zi's tone, Su Ji was so determined, waved his wings, and landed on a big rock not far from her.

Lin Zi asked, "You still hate me?"

Su Ji pondered for a moment and replied in a deep voice: "I have to admit that if I hadn't met you in my previous life, I might have taken a different path, maybe I would have died a long time ago, but that doesn't mean that I can forgive you for everything you have done to the people around me so far." ”

Lin Zi's eyes lowered and fell into silence, and a woman's voice came from his head: "I'm not wrong, everything you have done for him has been abandoned by him." He's a ruthless and unrighteous villain!"

The voice did not come from Lin Zi's mouth, as if countless voices came to his ears from all directions.

Su Ji could also hear that soft voice, and couldn't help asking, "Who are you talking to?"

Lin Zi's expression suddenly changed, revealing a charming expression. She got up from the stalactite chair, slowly walked in front of Su Ji, made a completely different voice, and threatened: "You have just seen the Eight Cold Hells, aren't you afraid that I will let you change from a living ghost to a dead ghost?"

Su Ji said indifferently: "Since you have become a ghost, how can you be greedy for life and afraid of death?"

Lin Zi smiled but did not speak. It was a smile of approval, and it seemed to be satisfied with Su Ji's answer.

Su Ji's ears twitched slightly, and he heard the sound of strings being plucked. He listened attentively, and the melody that lingered in his ears was extremely familiar, and he was shocked physically and mentally!

A beam of light lit up in the dark area behind Lin Zi, illuminating a figure playing the piano.

Boom!

The sound of the piano stopped abruptly.

Su Ji slowly raised his head, and there was a scene in front of him that shocked him, and what caught his eye was an elderly scribe with a clear face, wearing a green cloth pattern brocade official robe, and it turned out to be Xi Bo Jifu.

"Daddy......"

Su Ji hurriedly flipped his wings and landed on the piano head, and his father was no longer a puppet seen on the city tower. His gaze was piercing, as if he could see more than a living person.

Xi Bojifu turned his head to look at Lin Zi and said to Su Ji, "Qingli is not your enemy. ”

Su Ji's eyes opened slightly, and he was stunned: "Dad, haven't you fallen for the evil law of demons, why are you lying?"

"People lie, but souls don't. ”

Su Ji couldn't help but feel incredulous. Ever since he entered the Eight Cold Hells, he has always had a feeling of unsteadiness, as if everything was in a dream. But he knew in his heart that this was definitely not a dream. He never dreamed that such words could come out of his father's mouth, "Dad, what's wrong with you? Do you want to forgive a murderer who killed his wife?"

"If we want to resolve the hatred in the world, someone must choose to forgive and forgive those who have hurt us. ”

Su Ji shook his head in disagreement and said gloomily: "Not everything can be forgiven. The mother was burned to death by thieves. I used to complain about it, hated all the misfortunes that happened to me, and even felt that if you weren't Xi Bojifu, would everything not have happened? Over the years, I tried to curb that thought, and there was always a voice telling me: Dad is not the Taishi of the Great Zhou, but the Taishi of the people of the world. But in the end? You save the people, who will save you? You know, father? What do the people say about you when you die? They say you're a rebel and a thief. Pity you for assisting three generations of emperors, loyal and loyal, but in the end, in exchange for becoming an abandoned son who is reviled by the world. ”

Looking at Su Ji's current appearance, Xi Bojifu said, "Dad knows. Even though the ideal of national peace and security cannot be realized in our generation, I believe that in a hundred years, a thousand years, there will always be a day when the world will be peaceful. After hundreds of years of strife and bloodshed, it is time to put an end to all this. Kid, Daddy wants you to do something. ”

Su Ji smiled bitterly: "What else can I do now?"

Xi Bojifu said: "Only you can do this, and only your forgiveness can save the people of the world." ”

Su Ji didn't want to hear it anymore, he didn't want to know the content of that incident. Although he knew that what his father was going to do was about the people, it was clear that he had to sacrifice his own principles. Su Ji felt that if he compromised with a culprit, wouldn't the death of the people around him seem meaningless?

"Father, whether you live or die, you will not abandon your people. You are a worthy saint, but I am only a mortal. You want me to forgive an enemy who killed my mother, and I can't do it. ”

Xi Bojifu and Lin Zi glanced at each other, neither of them spoke, and watched Su Ji fly away from this darkness.

People live in the world, and they are always involuntarily self-conscious.

Su Ji thought that he would be able to do a hundred after death, but he didn't know what to do after death.