Chapter 31: Materialism and Self-Sophobia

There are winners and there are naturally losers, many things in the world are like this, and now Mo Dumping Chi has won, and Xiao Tear has been defeated.

Xiao Tears clenched his hands, he was still carrying a box in his hand, his eyes were still dead gray, but there was no conceit in his eyes, but he looked at Mo Dump Chi with a very suspicious and very strange look, Ink Dump Chi was calm, not strange at all, he seemed to have long understood that Xiao Tears would show this very strange look on his face.

Silence, and I don't know how long it was silent.

Yang Jian felt that time had stood still, and his breathing seemed to be still, he didn't dare to speak or want to speak, and quietly witnessed the scene in front of him.

Xiao opened his mouth with tears, he was originally a silent person, but at this moment he couldn't help but speak, and now his mind was already full of a question, if he didn't say it, he would even feel that the whole person would go crazy.

Xiao said with tears in his eyes: "You could have killed me, but you didn't." He looked at Mo Tingchi and said word by word, he said very slowly, so slow that Mo Tingchi could even hear the contradictory and complex emotions in Xiao Tear's words, which were unwilling but had to be willing.

He looked at Xiao Tears and Blood, and his answer was very simple, and his tone was also very flat, "I know, if the sword just now was to take your life, you are already dead." His tone was very flat and casual, but Xiao Tear and Yang Jian could also hear the confidence in Mo Tingchi's words, and they didn't even have the slightest way to deny Mo Tingchi's words.

If a sentence is a truth that has been proven, how can it be denied?

Xiao Tears did not deny it, he was a person who could afford to win and lose, in fact, when he stepped into the rivers and lakes with this box, he didn't care about his life anymore - whether it was the lives of others or his own, he no longer cared.

Victory does not make him happy, defeat does not make him despair like a lost dog, how can such a man who does not even care about his life refute the words that have been proven a long time ago?

He didn't refute, he just looked at Mo Tingchi very calmly and said, "I don't understand. ”

Mo Tingchi glanced at Xiao Tear, suddenly smiled, and said, "Maybe you can understand that I want to see how far you can use this weapon." ”

Xiao Tear frowned and said, "I don't understand." ”

"You should understand. Mo Tianchi smiled faintly, he glanced at the box in Xiao Tear's hand, and explained: "You are different from me, you have spent your whole life studying the box in your hand, and your understanding of that box may be clearer than your own hands and feet, that box has become a part of your body, no matter what you do, you have that box in your mind." ”

Xiao Tear didn't speak, but he vaguely understood this, he continued to listen, he knew that Mo Dump Chi's words hadn't spoken yet.

Yang Jian naturally couldn't speak, his heart was indescribably excited now, and he even felt that he had heard a very great secret, but he had to suppress this secret that made his heart beat faster.

Mo Dump Chi really continued, he didn't finish his words, he naturally continued, he continued: "Me and my sword are different from you and your box, for me, for you, your box can be counted as almost everything to you, you have spent your whole life studying how to use the weapon in the box to the most terrifying situation, so it can be said that your whole life has been studying this most terrible weapon in the sky and on the earth. This sword of mine is my saber, but for me, I do not seek how to study this sword, but I hope to use this sword to use the swordsmanship that I have comprehended, so you and my way are different, completely different. ”

Yang Jian had already firmly remembered this sentence, but he still didn't understand it, this sentence was too mysterious and profound for a rough man like him, but Xiao Tear had already understood, and his eyes changed again.

He looked at Mo Dump Chi with a very strange and strange look, his eyes were also shining, a very brilliant and brilliant light, he looked at Ink Tilt Chi and said, "You didn't kill me for this reason?"

Mo Dump Chi said calmly: "There are not many martial artists who can find a martial artist who has spent their entire lives researching a weapon, and among such martial artists, you are the only one who can make me feel death, so what reason do I have not to let you go?"

Xiao looked at Mo Dumping Chi with tears and said coldly: "At least I still think of a reason. ”

Mo poured out the pond and said, "What reason?"

Xiao said with tears: "If you don't kill me, I will definitely kill the three people I want to kill." ”

Mo Tianchi laughed and laughed, he looked at Xiao Tears with a calm expression and said slowly: "Then you still have a chance to make a move, I can ask Yang Jian to buy a coffin for you." ”

Xiao Tear Blood pupils shrank sharply, he looked at Mo Dump Chi, he saw a very familiar confidence in Ink Dump Chi's eyes, a kind of self-confidence that can despise the world, whether it is people, ghosts, gods and demons seem to be vulnerable in the face of this kind of confidence.

Once, just before he walked into this ashram, he also had this kind of self-confidence, this kind of self-confidence in heaven and earth as long as he was willing to leave that person alive from his hands, because he had the most terrifying and invincible box in heaven and earth, but this confidence was shattered and crushed by the young and excellent swordsman in front of him.

"Why?" Sima Chaoqun asked, he didn't understand it in the first place, and now he didn't understand it even more, why would Zhuo Donglai say that the long sword in Mo Tianchi's hand was not the most powerful weapon in heaven and earth, so he would win?

Zhuo Donglai knew that Sima Chaoqun didn't understand, and he had thought about this truth for a long, long time before he understood, to be precise, he had been thinking about it since Mo Dumping asked him to implement this very strange and subtle plan, and he had been thinking about it for nearly two months now.

He looked at Sima Chaoqun and explained: "Xiao Tear Blood and Mo Dumping Chi are two kinds of people, Xiao Tear Blood because he has the most terrifying weapon in the sky and the earth in his hand, so he focuses on that weapon, he has spent his whole life studying that weapon, while Ink Dumping Chi focuses on the sword, to be precise, on the way of the sword." Therefore, when I had to choose between Xiao Tears and Mo Dumping Chi Lian, I would choose the latter. ”

Sima Chaoqun's eyes widened, and he looked at Zhuo Donglai and said, "You mean that Xiao Tears and Blood are focused on things, and Mo Dumping Chi is loyal to the Dao. ”

Zhuo Donglai nodded and said with a smile: "Yes, the relationship between Xiao Tears and Ink Dumping Pool is equivalent to Confucianism and Taoism in the period of the Hundred Schools of Thought, Confucianism emphasizes the body, while Taoism emphasizes the spirit, and my opinion is basically the same as that of Ink Dumping Pool, so I think he wins." ”

Sima Chaoqun said: "But in fact, you don't have the slightest certainty that Xiao Tears and Blood will win or Ink Pouring Pool will win?"

Zhuo Donglai nodded, he rarely showed a wry smile, but this time it looked at Sima Chaoqun with a wry smile and sighed: "The relationship between Xiao Tear and Ink Pool, for this relationship, even a saint has no way to accurately win or lose or be right or wrong, only when Ink Dump and Xiao Tear Pool come to an end on the road they are loyal to, can they really distinguish between right and wrong, but even if Ink Dump Chi and Xiao Tear Pool don't know when the road they have entered will reach the end." ”

This truth, like the debate between the philosophers of materialism and idealism for thousands of years, has always been difficult to convince each other, and it is difficult to refute each other with reasons, and this relationship will always be entangled in this way if no new discoveries or things appear. Sima Chaoqun looked at Zhuo Donglai, he didn't hide the strange look in his eyes, and said, "But you finally chose the ink pouring pool." ”

Zhuo Donglai said: "Yes, I finally chose him, I can't help but choose him, I should choose him in all my senses, he is my only friend over the years except for you, and if he loses to Xiao Tears, then my life and that of you and Yang Jian will hang by a thread." ”

Sima Chaoqun had already understood, and now he had finally understood it thoroughly. He glanced at Han Zhang, who was sitting not far away, and also looked at the butterfly dance, who was as docile as a sheep serving them, and said, "Therefore, you and I didn't come here to meet these two people, the real purpose is to wait for news to spread from Yang Jian's retreat?"

Zhuo Donglai did not deny it, he said: "Although I think it is impossible for Mo Dumping Pond to be defeated, if Ink Dumping Pond is defeated, then this is our best chance to eradicate Xiao Tear Blood, otherwise we can only become fish and meat in his hands and let him slaughter." ”

This plan is not a hero's plan, but Sima Chaoqun also understands that this plan is the most correct plan, only in this way can they have a chance to survive in a desperate situation, haven't they experienced this five or six times over the years?

Sima Chaoqun glanced at Zhuo Donglai, he didn't say anything, but he understood that Zhuo Donglai already knew what he was thinking—no matter what the outcome was?

Butterfly Dance lowered her head meekly, but her eyes had already caught glimpse of Zhuo Donglai, Zhuo Donglai's face was still very calm, but she had been with Zhuo Donglai for many years, so he could already feel that Zhuo Donglai was very excited and happy at this moment, he had never seen Zhuo Donglai so excited and so happy?

She couldn't believe it, she didn't even believe that Zhuo Donglai in front of her was still Zhuo Donglai, who was extremely smart, calculating, and ruthless like an emotionless brute in his impression?

But looking at Zhuo Donglai in front of her, she couldn't help but believe that this Zhuo Donglai in front of her was Zhuo Donglai, who used to make her often feel terrible and desperate.

Despair once again poured into her mind, there was only one woman in heaven and earth who could make a woman like her give birth to despair, and only Zhuo Donglai was the only one who could give birth to despair.

Zhuo Donglai spoke again, this time the object of his opening was not someone else, but her, but Butterfly Dance.

Zhuo Donglai looked at Diewu and said: "I know that she likes Zhu Meng, and I also know that Zhu Meng likes her, so I can give her a chance and give Zhu Meng a chance, but it also depends on whether Zhu Meng can grasp this opportunity." ”

Sima Chaoqun has always liked to think in the most extreme direction of the problem, he said: "How can you grasp it, but what if you don't grasp it?"

Zhuo Dong said: "If I grasp it, I can let her and Zhu Meng go, and fulfill them, if Zhu Meng doesn't grasp it, then I will ask him and his Lion Hall subordinates 3,800 heads." ”

Sima Chaoqun wanted to ask, but stopped, he knew that Zhuo Donglai had prepared a plan again, a very insidious and terrifying plan, but now he didn't understand, was the person who planned this plan Zhuo Donglai, who had always been exhausted, or the Mo Dumping Pool who was fighting with Xiao Tears?

And what is this plan?

Two quarters of an hour later, a disciple of the Big Dart Bureau wearing a red turban reported: "Mo Tingchi has walked out of the fine house with Yang Jian. ”

Zhuo Donglai was extremely happy and worried, sighed long, and said, "It's finally time for me to pay the price." (To be continued.) )