Chapter 877 Waiting for the Breaking of Dawn
Although he and his cousin grew up together, no matter how close they were, they were not as important as the position in their hearts that his blood sister held.
The road to monasticism is long and endless.
He could not imagine seeing his sister, who was originally able to cultivate and achieve greatness with him, become a mediocre mortal and leave him in the form of beauty and withered bones.
Bailian did not expect that things would develop to this point.
If it were just a matter of life and death between mortals, other sect forces would not be involved.
But now that Shang Ying’s spiritual roots are gone, the older generation of big shots in the sect will naturally come forward to intervene in this matter.
Thinking of this, Bailian felt awe-struck.
Looking towards the corner of the corridor, Zheng Siyan was gently holding a spirit-binding talisman between his fingers.
His eyes were like those of an evil beast in the night, cruelly looking at the prey that was about to be snagged, with a cold, playful look.
After Shang Hong left, Zheng Siyan also stayed in Meng's house. Surprisingly, he didn't cause trouble to Bailian again, just like the calm before the storm.
He did not force Bailian to have his freedom, but instead found a guest room to settle down on his own.
It is getting dark.
The night has fallen, and the red sunset in the western sky turns purple, gray, and black, and finally escapes, and everything returns to a deathly silence.
Originally Mencius said that during the rare Green Lantern Festival, a lively Green Lantern Festival would be held for three days.
But there was a murder in the city, and even the government offices were alerted to come out to handle the case. The city was no longer as lively and busy as it was on the first day.
People are in panic, and no one is wandering around in the streets at night.
The entire Guangmeng City is surrounded by an eerie and lonely atmosphere.
Meng Zifei was in a state of confusion all day today. When he came outside Shang Ying's room, his eyes were dark and painful.
I just raised my hand and was about to knock on the door, when I heard a low, painful cough in the house.
His voice was hoarse, as if he had triggered an injury to his heart, and the blood in his throat seemed to be stuck uncomfortably in his throat. His coughing became dull and rapid, and he could no longer suppress the coughing, which was heartbreaking.
Meng Zifei's face, which was not very good-looking to begin with, turned even paler. He couldn't let go of his hand, and quickly left the corridor as if fleeing.
In the room, Shang Ying clutched her heart, frowned and coughed in pain, her expression stagnant.
She looked at the closed door with painful eyes, as if she felt something.
She smiled helplessly, her smile seemed lonely and sad.
Meng Zifei tightened his chest tightly. The temperature of the spiritual roots in it was extremely clear and burning. He took long steps and ran forward crazily.
He didn't know where he was going.
Just ran blindly...
Keep running...
Until he bumped into a figure with a thud, although that figure was not that strong and powerful, Even with the frailty of a young man.
But the figure that he hit hard didn't move. On the contrary, he was knocked to the ground by the force of the collision.
Meng Zifei looked at the young man who held out his palm to him, and said in a daze: "Bai...Brother Baili."
Bailian looked calm and focused, looking at him and asking with concern Said: "Mr. Meng, are you okay?"
Meng Zifei He raised his hand with a wry smile, held the palm of his hand and stood up, showing a self-deprecating smile: "What can happen to me? Am I not the best? I have gained new life and spiritual roots. I should be happy, right?"
His smile is uglier than crying.
Balian did not continue this topic, but asked: "Why don't you question me?"
Meng Zifei's smile faded and he asked in confusion: "Question?"
Bailian said : "Shang Hong said, I controlled the kid to kill you. You should have seen the kid's appearance. Could it be that he didn't do anything at all?" No doubt."
Meng Zifei frowned and said: "Brother Baili is joking. If it is really what Brother Baili did, you will never come back to my Meng family again.
And because of that. From beginning to end, I have sincerely invited Brother Baili to come and help. There is no reason for you to do this.”
Meng Zifei is a lively and transparent person, and Bailian thinks that this person is much smarter than he appears on the surface.
Bailian's eyes were slightly lowered, and his eyelashes were very long, perfectly covering his clear pupils. In the snowy night, he looked very beautiful with his clear features.
I don’t know what the emotion is in his eyes, but those who are familiar with him will know that he, who has an exquisite heart with seven orifices, is seriously considering his own ideas at the moment.
He spoke slowly, his tone was very soft, but it gave people an unusually firm feeling: "I can't say that this matter has nothing to do with me at all, but I will give her an explanation for Miss Shang Ying's matter."< br>
Bailian’s choice of words is very subtle. It’s not you, but her.
Meng Zifei was stunned again, his pale complexion in sharp contrast with the blood on his chest, but at this moment, the way he looked at Bailian quietly changed.
He didn't know what to say, so he could only nodded silently.
Bailian smiled, stepped forward, patted his shoulder, and said, "It's late at night, go to bed early."
After saying that, he turned around. Intersect and go.
Unexpectedly, at this moment, Meng Zifei suddenly turned around, his face turned pale, even with a hint of panic, his chest rose and fell violently, as if he had been holding in a long breath, he almost shouted these words talk!
"You've seen it all! Right!"
Bailian stopped and said in a helpless tone: "Since I didn't point it out, why would you take the initiative to tell me the truth."
Meng Zifei was at his feet. The snow crunched under his feet, and he walked around to Balian's body while breathing heavily, and grabbed his arms with both hands.
His neck turned thick red, and he was a little suppressed, but in the end he still shouted hysterically: "You have seen through everything! You still tell me how to pretend! Pretend again! Then wouldn't I be ridiculous to the extreme! ”
As if the pent-up evil energy in his chest had been vented, the tight string in Meng Zifei’s heart was completely broken.
He seemed to be broken. He fell limply to the ground, his eyes empty and confused.
He murmured: "Don't you have anything to ask?"
Bai Li quietly looked at Meng Zifei, who was lying awkwardly in the snow, with deep and quiet eyes. He pursed his lips and spoke slowly: "Mr. Meng, when you and I met on the street, was it an accidental encounter? Or was it intentional?"
Meng Zifei laughed at himself, looked up at Baili'an, and said seriously: "At that time, I really wanted to get acquainted with you, Brother Baili, but later..."
His eyes suddenly became distracted, and then Condensed into light, he raised his hand and covered his heart with force, his face was painful and struggling: "Later, the young master of the ghost sect took the initiative to find me."
Balian nodded and said: "There are not so many accidents in the world. Zheng Siyan is not a person who is dedicated to exterminating demons and defending the Tao. He came to the Meng family, and his target should be me."
As he said that, he His eyes were slightly fixed, and he looked at Meng Zifei with complicated eyes and said: "And when he asked you to cooperate, he should have spotted your desire to practice martial arts."
Meng Zifei smiled bitterly: "You have indeed seen everything, Brother Baili, you are really too good. It’s terrible.”
Bailian Sighing: "I am not scary, what is scary is the human heart. Zheng Siyan promised that as long as you cooperate with him and bring me to Meng's house, he will grant you spiritual roots, right?"
Meng Zifei His lips moved slowly, and he lowered his head sadly: "I didn't expect that the price of getting the spiritual root would be so high." "That's not right." Balian shook his head slowly, the quiet snowflakes brushed past his cheek, and the dark hair was stained with a few pieces of pure white feathers. The snowflakes made him look like he came from another world.
His eyes were still calm, without disappointment or indignation. He knew the truth of everything, but he was still able to tell the facts calmly.
“You knew the ending from the beginning. Rather than saying that Zheng Siyan lured you into the game, it would be better to say that all of this was planned by you and him.
Otherwise you I won't tell Miss Shang that last confession that doesn't feel like a confession when I'm dying. .
Based on your understanding of her, it is not difficult to guess how paranoid and crazy Ms. Shang was when she held your cold body, wanting to hear a complete confession from you. She was in an extreme state. You can’t imagine any crazy behavior under the mood.”
Who could have known that behind such a tragic childhood love with no regrets, there were all kinds of calculations and conspiracies.
Does Mencius not love Shang Ying?
Obviously not.
Otherwise, he would not be in such pain as he is now.
He just... loves the solitary road leading to immortality more.
It's just that this kind of feeling is the most hurtful!
There seemed to be some thoughts in Meng Zifei's eyes that gradually collapsed under Balian's every word.
He seems to have a romantic life, but he loves only one person.
He seems transparent and open-minded, but he is full of lies.
In order to get what he wants, he will do whatever it takes to hurt the person he loves most, not to mention a chance acquaintance like Bailian.
He is a ruthless person, ruthless to himself and even more ruthless to the people he loves!
The reason why he could completely trust Balian to not control the ghost and kill people was because he knew the truth from beginning to end.
"Tomorrow, Su Guanhai, the leader of Taixuan Sect, will come here." Bailian said calmly.
Meng Zifei's body trembled, and then he smiled bitterly and said: "Zheng Siyan wants you to be ruined and cast aside by thousands of people, but in the end, the one who is cast aside is me?"
< br>Even though he knew that Balian, who knew all the truth, had no evidence, to outsiders, all this was just his conjecture.
As long as he refuses to admit it, the only person who will be suspected is Bailian.
But he did not believe that a young man with such a terrifying mind would not have any foolproof plan to show off everything with him here.
He said from the beginning that he would give Shang Ying an explanation.
Such a plain but confident person, even if he is caught in the deepest and most dangerous trap, he can still remain calm and calm.
Meng Zifei said in defeat: "Brother Baili, do you want me to explain everything to everyone tomorrow?"
He couldn't imagine what kind of expression he would use to face Shang Ying after she knew the truth.
But who knows...
"It's not necessary." Balian said this.
Meng Zifei looked shocked.
The snow was falling heavier and heavier. Bailian raised his head and patted the snowflakes on his head. Even though he had been plotted over and over again, there was still not much emotion on his face.
The young man's tone was still soft and gentle: "Even though this matter was not caused by my control, after all, Zheng Siyan came here because of me.
I have said that I will give an explanation to Miss Shang, and she hopes you will do well. Yes, then you can take her spiritual roots and walk the path you have chosen well."
"She hopes that I will be well..." Meng Zifei murmured these words blankly. Repeat.
This seemingly simple sentence hides another layer of meaning, and Meng Zifei was extremely smart to understand that layer of meaning.
His distracted eyes suddenly shrank sharply, and he jumped up from the ground. His face was severely distorted, as if he thought of an extremely terrifying possibility.
He shook his head to express that this was impossible, and laughed hoarsely, as if he was going crazy: "This is impossible, this is impossible... In this world, there cannot be such a stupid woman..."
If she knew...If she knew...
If he knew everything!
Shouldn't you feel chilled and disappointed with him?
How could you be willing to get involved and give up everything for a scum like him?
What kind of mentality did she have to smile gently at him?
The truth was like poisonous venom, corroding his bones, almost making him unable to stand upright and unable to breathe.
"But such a stupid person exists, and he is right in front of you."
Bai Lijing watched him frantically and scratching his hair. Although his tone was calm, it was inexplicable. It gives people a harsh feeling.
Meng Zifei was stunned for a moment, and his pupils shrank and expanded violently under the interference of chaotic emotions.
Soon, the emotions in his eyes seemed to have been hollowed out by life, and his whole person became decadent and hunched his shoulders.
He murmured as if he had lost his soul: "Yeah...she is the person who knows me best in the world, and she is the only one who knows what I desire most, even if my acting skills are no longer good. Well, if Brother Baili can see through it, how can she not?"
"She is waiting for an answer." Baili'an looked at him with pity. Ming: "An answer for you to be reborn and wake up."
Meng Zifei's entire face was completely numb: "I like you... I said these four words thousands of times in my heart, but in the end I couldn't He didn't say it to her personally. "
When he was awake, he thought that his performance was perfect and he missed everyone.
He deceived the gift he wanted most from his beloved through the gesture of a poor person.
As everyone knows, the so-called immortality is not what she wants.
What he wanted, she gave him without hesitation.
But what she really wanted, he missed.
For the rest of my life... I can't afford it anymore.
Shall we get married?
This is what he said at the time. There was no like or love. Instead, it was more like he had done something wrong and wanted to try his best to make up for it because of responsibility.
He can now imagine how sad and desperate Shang Ying felt when she heard this sentence.
Those who calculate will eventually trap themselves in a trap.
This is a prison that he will never be able to escape for the rest of his life.
The prison he set for himself.
Bailian reached out to pat the snow off his shoulders and left in the wind and snow.
He has said all that needs to be said.
Just wait for tomorrow, the dawn.
……
......
Another night of vomiting, 嘤
(End of this chapter)