"Heaven's heart is the human heart."
Chang Li recited this sentence silently, and then he showed a clear smile.
This sentence may not be completely correct, but it has a certain rationality.
If you use it to practice your own way, it is still OK.
Again, as long as you are strong enough, no matter how false your words are, they will eventually become reality.
He said to Wang Jiarou, who was smiling innocently: "The world can accommodate you, but no one can tolerate you." ” This kind of Tao, in the eyes of upright monks, must have fallen into the devil's way.
Before, Wang Jiarou killed those who bullied her and could still be understood by others, but she had already extended her hands to other people, so she could not People have been forgiven, and Cheng Yun who came today is the best proof.
Cheng Yun listened to the conversation between the two people and fell silent.
Firstly, he was now immobilized and had no room to express himself.
Secondly, he felt that he might have missed something.
After seeing this haunted house, he became a little angry, fearing that more innocent people would be harmed, but now it sounded like there were no truly innocent people in this house.
His eyes became complicated for a moment. stand up.
At this time, I heard Wang Jiarou's faint reply: "It doesn't matter.
No one could tolerate me before, but I haven't managed to live to this day and let them all return to Wuwu Immortal Kingdom.
It can be seen that in this world, , there is nothing that you really want to do but can’t do.”
Chang Li shook his head: "With your current cultivation level, you can at most compete with a Golden Core cultivator.
If another monk with a more advanced cultivation level comes, I'm afraid you won't be able to resist it at all."
Wang Jiarou raised her head, and there was a layer of water in her bright eyes.
She looked very moving, but her words revealed a kind of extreme indifference: "It doesn't matter, just die, I won't die anyway."
I’ve died once, I don’t care if I die a second time, just treat it as my own sacrifice.”
He didn't even care about life or death.
Changli was not surprised, but Chengyun looked stunned.
"Do you know that if you die, you are truly dead, and there will be no chance of reincarnation."
Her soul has long been soaked in ghost energy.
Even if she crosses the River of Forgetfulness, she will be knocked down by the water of the River of Forgetfulness, and she will sink.
Go into the filthy river bed until it merges with the River of Forgetfulness.
Wang Jiarou was stunned for a moment: "I don't know.
But is there any difference to me between knowing and not knowing?"
She felt that Chang Li's restraint on her body had loosened a little, so she moved her hands and feet slightly, and then said in a nonchalant tone: "I've seen them all, good and evil, good and bad.
I have tasted them all, and I don’t think there is anything in this world that I can’t bear.
Since we have reached this point, it doesn’t matter if we take a few steps forward, it will just be death anyway.”
It's just death.
She said these words gently and deftly, leaving Cheng Yun who was imprisoned aside completely stunned.
He murmured: "How could this be?"
Could it be that everything he did before was wrong?
No, no, no, that's not the case.
He still doesn't know what happened, so he can't make a conclusion easily.
Let's see how the woman explains next.
But Wang Jiarou had no intention of explaining.
She suddenly coughed twice and then covered her mouth, but some black blood still spilled from the gap in her palm.
She was injured, quite badly.
Chengyun's attack was effective after all, and the injury was just suppressed by her.
If it was only Chengyun, she could still forcefully kill Chengyun and let him continue to live freely.
But Changli appeared and asked her some questions, and she suddenly remembered the past.
In fact, she didn't think so much when she became a demon.
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At that time, the only thing she thought about was how to make those people People also have a taste of the suffering she endured, and those things about Buddhas and demons were all figured out by her later, or even made up at random.
She knew from the beginning that this was unacceptable in the world, but she just wanted to do it, wanted to walk around like this, wanted to see if it was right, but when Chengyun came, he said she Wrong.
She doesn't really understand those principles.
As long as there is an interesting reason to live, she will live it with all her heart.
But she can't find even a trace of reason.
The world is dirty and there is no bright future.
She can't see a glimmer of hope.
Some don't want to continue.
She just wants to save herself and let herself go to the fairyland that truly belongs to her.
After all, she was weak or didn't care about life or death.
She immersed herself in resentment and let this trace of resentment serve as her last fetter, giving her a glimmer of hope to live.
But now, she suddenly felt Death is no big deal.
She said that the heart of heaven is the human heart, and if you go step by step, you will always be on the right path, but what's the point of going on the right path?
She doesn't care about anything anymore.
She indulged herself in pain and let herself experience a trace of earthly life, but every memory made her want to die forever.
She was so conflicted and desperate.
She thought that she should have no heart. .
She was hurt very, very badly, and that trace of extremely positive Taoism was eroding her origins, and she was extremely uncomfortable.
Stumbling up from the ground, Wang Jiarou waddled towards Mrs.
Wang and Mr.
Wang, then sat next to them and softly hummed an old nursery rhyme.
She seemed to have already left.
He forgot about Chengyun and just immersed himself in his own dreams, not knowing where his mind was drifting.
Chengyun's prohibition slowly dissipated, and the courtyard returned to tranquility.
The breeze blew slowly, blowing away the hostility in the sky and dispersing the last trace of obsession.
Chang Li sat down next to Wang Jiarou and asked with some confusion: "You have established your way, why are you determined to die?"
Wang Jiarou didn't answer, but her singing had already told Changli the answer, because death was her way.
She was already dead when she became a demon.
Now, the thing she is not afraid of the most is death.
She looked at the boundless night with empty eyes.
In fact, there were still things in this world that made people miss them, but she no longer had a heart, so even the most beautiful things could not reach her eyes.
The song slowly dissipated in the night sky, followed by Wang Jiarou murmuring to herself: "My mother doesn't care about me, so she can elope with someone without any regrets.
My father doesn't care about me, so he lets me be..."
After all, no one in this world cares about me, so I have no heart, and this world doesn't care about me, so I have no life.
What do I have?
What do I care about?
I still care.
It doesn't exist in itself. something” A low murmur suddenly made Chengyun feel bitter in his heart.
He wanted to say something, but he didn't know what to say.
At this time, he heard Wang Jiarou continue: "I have nothing left, so why Still exist” She turned her head and looked at Changli: "Do you think I'm hysterical and can only say nonsense?"
After saying that, she turned her head again and sighed helplessly: "There's nothing I can do about it.
Who told me that I haven't read the book?"
She stood up and danced like the girls in the band.
Her graceful figure danced in the night.
Although there was no rules, it was unexpectedly moving.
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She danced and danced, laughed out loud, laughed and laughed, shed tears, and fell and fell into nothingness.
In the courtyard, that graceful figure slowly dissipated and dissipated, leaving not even a trace of its former existence.
She looked at Chang Li and said to her with a smile: "Thank you very much for letting me think about so many things.
In fact, I don't know so many ways.
I just think like this."
After saying that, she wanted to completely dissipate, but before dissipating, she still clenched her hands tightly.
The huge house suddenly stopped for a moment, and then the dark clouds shrouding the house suddenly exploded, and those evil people He also fell to the ground with a thud. , and then their limbs twitched wildly, and the magic that imprisoned their souls in the body was completely dissipated, and the dirty souls were thrown into reincarnation.
Even so, with the thinness of their souls, they would never be able to be carried as human beings in the next life. .
In the courtyard, Mrs.
Wang, who could not move at all, jumped up suddenly and vomited crazily.
Balls of filthy flesh and blood spit out from her mouth, one after another, looking extremely disgusting.
And in the end, she could no longer vomit the meat and blood dumplings, so she could only vomit blood in large mouthfuls, and blood sprayed on the ground, filling the courtyard with the smell of blood.
In the end, Mrs.
Wang, who vomited blood and died, could only cast herself into reincarnation unconsciously.
With the strength of her soul, she might not even be able to reincarnate as a blade of grass.
As for the culprit, Wang Yuanwai, he fell to the ground without any abnormality.
And in the courtyard, the thought that was about to disappear seemed to mutter: "I am not really detached."
She looked to the west.
There, a hibiscus flower tree kept shaking.
The soil under the flower tree also arched quickly, and a skeleton emerged from it.
That was the body of the groom, and the soul of the groom was still there.
Sealed in this body.
At the beginning, Wang Jiarou killed the groom alive, but instead of just letting go of his soul, he sealed his soul in his body, making him suffer the pain of being cut into pieces day and night.
It wasn't until now that Wang Jiarou was leaving that she really started to end him.
The black bones began to break inch by inch, and then slowly collapsed, turning into black powder on the ground, and completely dissipated into nothingness.
When she understood everything, Chang Li suddenly stretched out his hand, pointed a little in the void, and a little spiritual light penetrated the eyebrows of Wang Jiarou's disappearing soul, and then accompanied her to Wangchuan.
This aura is of little use, but if Wang Jiarou wants to die when she sinks into the River of Forgetfulness, then this aura will give her a chance to die.
If she remains the same, then this aura will give her a chance to die.
The aura is completely useless, everything depends on Wang Jiarou's original intention, and this is also Changli's reward for Wang Jiarou telling him her way.
In the Forgotten River, Wang Jiarou, who had an empty smile, seemed to feel something.
Then, she showed a warm and soft smile and resolutely sank into the Forgotten River.
In fact, she has always been a cowardly girl.
She is afraid of becoming unfamiliar and afraid of accepting the unknown.
Therefore, she would rather let herself dissipate forever than go to the unknown future.
Therefore, even if she turns into a monster, she is powerful.
It frightens herself, and she would rather let herself die.
She is afraid of herself like this How stupid, she thought vaguely, and then she completely died.
In the courtyard of the Wang family, Chang Li suddenly sighed softly and said, "It's not really impossible to walk on this road."
But those who set foot on this road can't hold on anymore.
Not everyone is willing to risk their lives for the Tao, so why is he obsessed with the Tao?
What was he pursuing?
He suddenly felt a little tired.
He had lived for thousands of years, until he could no longer see himself clearly.
Thousands of years ago, I was still me.
Thousands of years later, I was still me. , I am still me, but what am I?
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He turned his head and disappeared into the night sky.
The slender back still looked very indifferent, but also more out of the world.
In the courtyard, Cheng Yun looked at the mess in this place and was a little at a loss.
Why did he come here?
Isn't it to kill demons?
But now where is his waist and where are the demons?
What happened to him in this courtyard before?
Why, I don’t understand it at all Is this really his fault?
It is not the duty of every cultivator to eliminate demons and defend the Tao.
He just did what was within his duty, so why was he wrong?
Waves of golden light suddenly emanated from his body, and the small golden sword wandering next to him vibrated motionlessly at first, making a clanging sound.
There was actually a crack in his Taoist heart.
Is he wrong?
Is he wrong?
This sentence kept circling in his heart, making him couldn't help but groan, and then a mouthful of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.
His face suddenly turned dark, and then his figure suddenly changed.
Quickly, he jumped out of the Wang family's yard.
He thought it was time for him to clean up for a period of time.
Since that day, the Wang family in the east of the city was suddenly razed to the ground, and rumors started to spread in the market.
While people are scared, they can't help but talk about it.
"What kind of evil did the Wang family commit, so why did they suddenly suffer God's punishment?"
"Mr.
Wang must have done something outrageous, and God has punished him.
Hehe, in order to occupy my cousin's farmland, he ruined my cousin's family.
Now he has received retribution."
"It's impossible to say for sure.
Maybe the eldest lady of the Wang family was possessed by a vixen, who sucked the essence of the men of the Wang family, and then slaughtered the entire Wang family before returning to the mountains on her own."
"Hahahahaha, it's the best, it's the best, that's it":