Chapter 22 "Quiet Sword View"
Blood elixir.
Hearing this word and the prediction of the mysterious voice, An Jing felt that his breathing was a little rapid, his vision was blurred, his originally steady steps were a little wobbly, and his bitten lips were bleeding.
Then he laughed.
"Ha, haha... Is this what the Vice-President wants me to see?"
An Jing murmured to himself. He raised his head and looked around at the dozens of 'medicine jars'.
The number is wrong. Perhaps, not all the eliminated people will become 'medicine', and a considerable number of people will become riders and servants, but...is there any essential difference between this?
"The owner of the village, the owner of the village..."
An Jing calmed down instead: "How do you think I will react?"
"Indifference? Anger? Hatred? Or...fear?"
He asked himself, and got the answer.
——Of course it is fear, tranquility. Do you think you have no fear?
——In order to survive, in order not to arouse suspicion, you pretended to be ignorant and lived, didn't you ignore those possibilities, didn't you pretend not to see those clues, didn't you subconsciously look away?
——You comfort yourself by saying that those people may not die. You are different from them. You are a genius. Even if you are really eaten, you will definitely not be eaten. You are the one who can feast, you are a higher class than them.
——As long as you are still afraid and you are still afraid of death, you will gradually degenerate and convince yourself.
——The Demon Cult has seen through you a long time ago. It doesn’t matter whether you value love and righteousness, or whether you are ruthless and merciless. As long as you are afraid, they will not be afraid.
"I'm... not afraid of death!"
Taking a deep breath, An Jing wanted to refute, but he suddenly felt a shiver.
Because just now, he suddenly understood - he himself may not be afraid of death, but he is afraid of more, the death of those around him.
It's like a man can be unafraid of his own sacrifice, but when he thinks about his parents, relatives, and close friends at home, he hesitates.
It's not that you don't have courage, it's that you have weakness.
In Xuanming Village, he still has two living friends, Gu Yeqi and Cang Linzu are still alive. In addition, there are more than a hundred children who call him senior brother.
He cannot move at will.
If he is a true devil who is ruthless and has been subtly changed by the Demon Cult, then he will not resist the Demon Cult for the scene before him, but will choose to integrate into them, become a part of them, and become the one who can decide to go. Who's to sacrifice.
To become the next 'Medicine Village Owner', or the next higher-level 'Northern Patrol Envoy'.
And if he is a good person who values love and justice, even if he discovers all this, he will still not fall out for the sake of his two friends who are still alive. Not to mention, the Demon Sect gave him the medicinal materials to save his mother after all. If he was really a pure and good person, he would be timid and choose to become a member of the Demon Sect because of this 'favor'.
eventually assimilated.
He couldn't want and want his friends to be safe and sound, while also resisting the demonic cult.
It is impossible for him to live up to his kindness, his friendship, and his true intentions.
Because such people are either the most ignorant mediocrity, or they are monsters that transcend all common sense.
He is neither.
The saddest thing is that An Jing discovered something.
"My thinking has really begun to slowly turn towards the Demon Cult... I really feel that some children who should have died from natural disasters were bought by the Demon Cult, and they should not complain if they die after being eliminated. After all, the Demon Cult allowed them to live for a while and took good care of them for a while. "
"But, even so, even if someone buys his life, can't he resist when facing death?"
He stared at the skull: "I..."
——How to do it?
[Boy, stabilize your mind] The mysterious voice said: [This is what the Demon Cult wants - great sadness and anger, and when your mind is shaken, your heart will make choices that you cannot make at ordinary times]
"I understand."
After taking a deep look at the shaved white skull, An Jing stretched out his hand and wiped his face.
It's the feel of rain, mixed with the smell of tears.
He put the stone cover back on and moved his clear sight away from the water tank courtyard: "I understand better than anyone else."
【What are you going to do now】
The mysterious voice said: [Escape or revenge? Or rather...]
[Are you going to ignore these people who have nothing to do with you and continue to be your senior brother here? 】
An Jing closed her eyes. He thought of the flesh and blood being cooked and the children being eaten in the refugee camps.
He originally wanted to believe that there really was a group of people in this world who were willing to pay the price to teach a group of children, teach them martial arts, train them, and then become one of his own. That was the martial arts sect in his mind.
He had had such a fantasy, hoping that the world would be so simple, peaceful and peaceful, and that he could feel at ease, be his senior brother, slowly relax, and finally be able to fight for Xuanming Village.
But all illusions were shattered.
At this moment, An Jing's heart did not have the blazing anger like a furnace fire. He only had an understanding that was cold to the bone and made him tremble.
——So, no matter where you are, you will be eaten?
——Do you have to eat people if you don’t want to be eaten?
This world, this world...
I……
It will never be as you wish!
Opening his eyes again, An Jing's eyes regained their brightness.
In his eyes, little bits of fire ignited: "I once told my mother that if the person who bought my life is an evil alien party, I will look for opportunities to escape and will never join in with them."
"But now, I want to do more. I want it all."
"I'm going to escape with my friends."
"I don't want to eat people, nor do I want to be eaten! As long as I see it, I will definitely resist!"
He almost gritted his teeth: "If I can't do it, I will try, even if the result is death."
——Just like rabbits whose lives have been bought and crabs in cages, I also want to kick them and pinch them!
【Very good】
The sound was crisp and sonorous. The sound of the sword sounded like a smile, with the flavor of Jin Ge: [I really saw you right]
[These evil cult members think they have you under control, and you can't escape from their grasp, so they let you go - they are wrong, because I am here, and because they have not seen through your nature]
[An Jing, what you think is indeed right. Those who want both are either the most ignorant mediocrity or a monster that transcends all common sense. Although you are a true genius, you are not a monster that can transcend all these. 】
[But I will give you the opportunity to become a monster that transcends all common sense, but whether you can succeed in the end depends on yourself]
[Now, first suppress the evil thoughts in your heart, and I will teach you a method of thinking, which is the foundation of all methods...]
Before he finished speaking, a formula and a method of thinking were introduced into An Jing's mind.
[God is originally born from Tao, and Tao is pure, so God is inherently pure...]
[God is like a mirror, if it is dark, if you flick it with your thoughts, it will become clear. God is like water. If it is disturbed and turbid, it will become clear if it is brought down with the heart. God is like a sword. If it is rusted, if you hold it and rub it, it will be sharp. It will be pure and clear...]
"Quiet Sword View"
(End of chapter)