Chapter 1027 Mortal Misery
Chen Xiaolan is a country girl, her sewing skills are top-notch, she can neatly sew pieces of meat that are broken into pieces, and the seams are also neat and intact.
Meng Zifei stared blankly, feeling a little absent-minded for a moment.
What a strange person.
In the past, Chen Xiaolan was taught that she was a child of ordinary people.
Now it seems that even mentally tough practitioners cannot do such dirty and bloody things.
But she was able to grit her teeth, bite the bullet, and do it slowly, which was really not easy.
The wind and snow are howling outside the cave. This natural snow cave has no roof to cover the wind and snow. Occasionally, there are fine snowflakes, passing through the sparse branches and dead leaves between the cave roof, melting with the cold moonlight, and falling. Come down.
Meng Zifei found himself placed in a dark place, even though his body was in excruciating pain.
But after surviving the most difficult period, the festering and decomposed flesh on the body was repaired and did not continue to wither and fall.
He suddenly coughed lightly.
Chen Xiaolan at the other end was obviously frightened when she heard the noise. Her shoulders shrank severely. When she slowly turned around, her pupils could clearly be seen trembling violently.
Meng Zifei looked at her frightened expression with interest.
This kind of attitude is consistent with the behavior of a normal person, but she was afraid of being like this, so she didn't abandon him and leave alone.
Although he is naive, he still retains some cleverness.
Meng Zifei looked at the right leg she was holding in her hand and couldn't help but smile and said:
"You are smart enough to know to keep my leg and sew my arms together first. In the body.
This way, even if I wake up, it won’t be so convenient if I really want to kill you.”
Chen Xiaolan hid her right leg behind her in fear. Go and look at Meng Zifei warily.
Meng Zifei moved his body with difficulty and found that most of the meat that had fallen off his body had returned, and his body was full of wounds that had been patched up.
He looked at her with deep and calm eyes, with deep contemplation in his eyes:
“So many hungry wolves on the mountain have eaten my flesh and blood. If I hadn’t slaughtered the wild wolves one by one and left them in their bellies, If you take out the flesh, I’m afraid it’s just a mutilated body now.”
Chen Xiaolan pursed her lips and said nothing.
Meng Zifei sighed and said: "You usually don't even dare to kill a chicken, how dare you be so crazy today?
Why, facing this pair Rotten meat, you are not afraid at all?”
How could he not be afraid? Looking at Chen Xiaolan, she might faint from fear at any time.
Meng Zifei could only imagine how devastated she went through every process tonight, from killing the wolf, disemboweling the body, removing the meat, picking up the bones, sewing...
I'm afraid it will become a nightmare that she will never forget for the rest of her life.
The girl who usually chattered endlessly in his ear could not say a word when faced with his questions today.
Even though he didn't escape, he still looked miserable with half his soul lost.
For some reason, he didn't hate seeing Chen Xiaolan like this, but he felt a little trapped and depressed for no reason.
For the first time, Meng Zifei felt such a strange and confused emotion.
"Okay, okay..." Meng Zifei finally compromised.
His shoulders shook slightly, and then he heard two "click" sounds, and his spiritual energy was expelled.
It actually caused his two arms to break and collapse.
He smiled brightly and warmly, and his voice was so clear that no trace of pain could be heard:
"Okay, now I don't have the ability to hurt you, Xiaolan, don't be afraid, come on Can you talk to me?”
Chen Xiaolan was shocked by his sudden act of self-mutilation.
Looking at his smiling face, he looked the same as before, but his scalp couldn't stop being numb.
At first, I was deceived by his appearance as a kind and gentle gentleman, but I actually became a disciple of this kind of person.
It was too late to regret in her heart. Looking at Meng Zifei’s friendly and familiar face, Chen Xiaolan looked sad and finally couldn’t help but ask:
“What on earth...are you? ?”
Meng Zifei seemed to have expected her. When someone asked such a question, he smiled lightly and said: "I am a human being, there is no doubt about it, and I am still just like you, a mortal who is born ordinary and has no spiritual qualifications."
Chen Xiaolan did not expect that he would be like this. Said, eyes wide open in disbelief:
"You said you are a mortal like me?! But you clearly..."
"You can practice, right?"
Meng Zifei interrupted her with a warm look on his face He was smiling, but the smile didn't reach his eyes, and his dark and deep eyes were difficult to distinguish from the dark night.
He looked at Chen Xiaolan intently, his voice was hoarse, and half of his cheeks were a little deep as the bonfire flickered.
“I was not able to practice cultivation. I was born an ordinary person. Although I have a lot of knowledge, I am outstanding in learning and became famous at a young age.
But from the day I was born, it was destined that my career in this life would only last a hundred years at most.
I have a cousin whom I have known since we were young, her name is Shang Ying.
The businessman had extraordinary luck. He gave birth to a pair of brothers and sisters, both of whom had spiritual roots. They worshiped under the Lihe Sect, and they learned Taoism and practiced Buddhism, which made me really envious.
I was unwilling to be ordinary and was tempted. I secretly colluded with Zheng Siyan, the young master of Taiyuan of the Ghost Sect, and designed to frame Baili Zangjian, the young master of the Tianxi Sword Sect.
I even went so far as to trick my cousin into using vengeful meat to lure her into my heart, and tricked her into giving me my spiritual roots, so that I could find the path to the great road. ”
Speaking of this, Meng Zifei's tone was extraordinarily calm, and his sparkling eyes seemed to be filled with mist:
"Although I have extended my lifespan and maintained my youth, I can fly into the sky with a sword, and draw a picture. Fu catches demons and achieves the life I expected.
But God is fair, I am. I got a spiritual root that didn’t belong to me through despicable means, so I should bear the inhuman torment of the curse of karma.”
Chen Xiaolan didn’t know that Meng Zifei actually had such a dark and embarrassing past, but when she saw Mencius. Not telling the truth so calmly, the fear and fear in my heart couldn't help but relax a little.
She looked at Meng Zifei with a complicated expression, "So you will spend seven days every month in seclusion on your own. After you come out of seclusion, you will become very weak because you are tortured by this curse."
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Sure enough, she already knew.
Meng Zifei looked at her deeply and couldn't help but laugh and shake his head, laughing at his own cleverness but being enlightened by his cleverness.
He is narrow-minded and wary of everything. He has to carefully analyze every word of the people closest to him.
If Chen Xiaolan really had other thoughts, could she be so stupid and speak out while stepping into a minefield?
Thinking about it this way, he really asked for this disaster tonight.
"If you get something that doesn't belong to you, you will naturally have to pay a corresponding price. The pain of picking off bones and cutting flesh every month will last for seven days.
At first, you couldn't control it, so you could only hide in the dark and no one. I endured it silently, as my cultivation level gradually increased..."
After saying this, Meng Zifei paused, then raised his eyes and glanced at Chen Xiaolan, and saw that she was listening carefully to his recounting of the past, and couldn't help but think again Smile to yourself.
“Now that things have happened, why should I continue to tell you unnecessary lies? To be honest, the pain of this curse is so painful that it almost tortures me crazy.
I have always loved cleanliness, and I couldn't bear to see my skin festering and rotting every month, making me smell like a piece of rotten meat in a ditch.
Day after day of inhuman torture, even though I was full of gentlemanly etiquette and human ethics, my heart had already been twisted into something inhuman.
Just inside the bronze door, I gave up my sword and my fly whisk, and since then I have entered the demonic path, which can be considered as my official cooperation with the Demonic River Burial Heart.
Later, I got his help and knew how to suppress this curse, as long as I avoided the moonlight and stars when it broke out every month.
Although the pain is still there, it won’t end up with filthy flesh all over the floor, and it is more dignified after all. "Chen Xiaolan was no stranger to the name Mohe Heart Burial. She stood up suddenly, the anger in her eyes instantly overshadowed the fear, and asked sternly:
"You actually cooperated with Demon River Zhanxin? Do you know that the culprit of the chaos in the mountain realm was Zangxin!
In the demon world, he was always against Mr. Si Chen! He was harmed He almost died. How can you associate with such a villain?"
Faced with her rebuke, Meng Zi smiled instead, "If you were me, what would happen to you? It doesn't matter if he is a fairy or a devil, as long as he can save me, what's the matter?" "You!" Chen Xiaolan was furious and stamped her feet: "I shouldn't save you!"
Meng Zifei said: "My sword is still with you. If Xiaolan regrets it now, it is not too late to draw the sword and chop off my head."
Chen Xiaolan was speechless immediately and could only stare at him bitterly.
Meng Zifei said again: "But I know that you can't do it. You can't even leave me alone, so how can you kill me yourself?"
Chen Xiaolan sat down again dejectedly, looking at the faintly jumping bonfire with a confused expression.
"So when you looked like you wanted to kill me, you thought I had discovered your secret scandal, and after telling others about it...
This is the right way in the world, There’s no room for you anymore, right?”
Unexpectedly, Meng Zifei shook his head and said: "Since I have devoted myself to the devil's path, it doesn't mean much to me whether the righteous path of the world can tolerate me.
At most, I will travel in the future, not so much. It’s just convenient, I just..."
He His eyes were low-pressure and inexplicably cold, "I don't want others to know that I, Meng Zifei, change into that inhuman and ghostly person every month."
"Just for this kind of thing, you Are you going to kill me?" Chen Xiaolan was so angry that it was unbelievable.
Meng Zifei laughed softly, his eyes moved, and there seemed to be soft gleams in his eyes:
"I am telling you this now, naturally because you can know, Xiaolan, I will not kill you again."
His tone was light, but there was a strong meaning: "Trust me."
He didn't want others to see his ugly appearance.
I couldn't bear the looks of those people who looked at me like pitiful maggots when they saw pieces of my flesh falling off, my body rotting, and rolling around in pain.
He Meng Zifei was born ordinary, but he was also proud.
He couldn't even accept that he was mediocre, let alone being seen as so rotten and ugly.
But, for the first time in his life, he was seen by a second person when the curse broke out.
I never expected that the girl he had almost killed a moment ago would be naturally disgusted and frightened after seeing his miserable appearance again.
I accepted it all as a matter of course, and picked up the broken pieces bit by bit.
If the woman here was Shang Ying, Meng Zifei firmly believed that she might be able to not give up on him.
You can even protect him more carefully and meticulously, without showing the slightest look of disgust.
Because he knows that Shang Ying loves him deeply. Even if she knows that he has bad thoughts and evil intentions, she can still fully accept him as a person.
But so what, in the name of love, I accept the fact that he is covered in filth as a matter of course... It makes me sick to my stomach just thinking about it.
Having done so many bad things, he has never needed such a warm and bright redemption.
But Chen Xiaolan was different. Meng Zifei could not see in her eyes any love that a normal woman would have for a man.
Because she doesn't love, this kind of 'acceptance' that is different from Shang Ying's becomes rare and valuable.
So much so that even when she looked at herself in extreme embarrassment, she inadvertently showed a look of pity for him, an expression of disgust and disgust that was expected.
This made Meng Zifei feel that even so, it was not as difficult to accept as he imagined.
Even... there is a vague sense of weird pleasure.
Such a happy emotion couldn't help but make him feel that if it were the person in front of him, he would be willing to let her slowly see all of himself.
That was a side that even Shang Ying had never seen before, a side that was dark, gloomy, weird, selfish, and cold to the core that no one knew.
Follow the temptation and slowly shed away your smooth, gentle and polite skin.
Chen Xiaolan’s mind was pure and kind, and she didn’t notice the undercurrent under Meng Zifei’s obscure gaze. She only felt extremely tired in her heart:
“So many things have happened, and you have to do it again. How should I trust you?"
Hearing what she said, she actually meant to leave, Meng Zifei's bright eyes dimmed suddenly: "Xiaolan is leaving me. ”
He raised his head and looked at her blankly: "Is it because I chose the devil's path in order to survive?"
Chen Xiaolan frowned and said: "I am just a mortal woman, whether she is a devil or a fairy, it doesn't matter to me. It doesn't matter, what matters is how you choose in your heart.
Just like Mr. Si Chen. Son, he was born in darkness, but he was born toward the sun.
He eats blood, is afraid of the sun, and is a corpse demon. But in Xiaolan's heart, no one in the world is better and kinder than him.
The distinction between right and wrong is never good or evil, that is prejudice. ”
She took a deep breath, unable to bear it any longer, and every word she spoke was full of anger:
“It is wrong for you to hurt the people who love you for your own selfishness!
For your dignity, because of me It's wrong to kill me without saying a word!
This has nothing to do with whether you choose the devil's path or not!"
Meng Zifei murmured: "So you... …”
Tears flowed down Chen Xiaolan's eyes uncontrollably: "No one can be faultless but a sage. But when everyone goes astray, they will have seven emotions and six desires.
They will all be jealous, resentful, angry, Unwilling and unbearable!
Meng Zifei, let me ask you something right now..."
"Meng Zifei, have you ever done anything treacherous and evil?
That person in the mountain realm? Did you participate in this disaster?
Did you lure those people here on purpose?
Have you ever planned to frame Master Si Chen? "
Meng Zifei squinted his eyes for a long time, then slowly opened them and said softly: "I, Meng Zifei, have never done anything treacherous or evil. ”
Chen Xiaolan’s eyes were deep for a moment, and then the confusion, anger and fear in her eyes slowly faded away.
She slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air, and the energy she had forcibly cheered up finally reached her limit. At the limit, the sword in his hand fell to the ground
Chen Xiaolan walked over and placed his right leg on the broken spot, letting it heal slowly.
"In this case, I will believe in you again. I hope you will not let me down, Master..."
Meng Zifei watched his right leg gradually heal and repair, his eyelashes became heavy A shadow fell and he hummed softly.
No one saw his fingers hidden under his sleeves, which were fingering the snow stones on the ground in a meaningless manner.
The fingernails were lifted up by the cold and sharp scarlet snow stone, and the fingernails were bloody and bloody, but he didn't notice it at all.
(End of this chapter)