Poverty is just doing justice for the sky

Chapter 33 The Little Women
Ye Qingshuang sat down with a flick of her clothes: "What do you want to talk about?"

To deal with Qi Mubei, he had to deal with the people around him first. With Yu Linlang's cultivation, the only way to deal head-on was when Ah Shuang was around.

But this kind of thing has to be considered a good time, place and people. Once there is a slight accident, the situation is bound to be out of control.

If you choose to outsmart, the chess game in the capital is too big and the forces are intricate, it is not easy to fully control it. To be on the safe side, using the demon bottle is the safest shortcut.

What troubles him is that when he moves the bottle, the spirit of the bottle will definitely respond, so Ah Shuang's knot in his heart must be resolved first.

Lin Yuan thought and thought but couldn't think of a euphemistic and pleasant way to ask, so he could only cut straight to the point: "A Shuang, do you still hate it?"

"Who do you hate?"

"The story of an old friend in Ganming City."

If it was before, she would say no hatred, because after she died, she didn't generate hatred to take revenge, but just calmly accepted human nature.

But now, she said, "I don't know."

If there is no hatred, where does her pain come from?If she hates it, she never feels that the whole world deserves to die, and that everyone in the world is evil.

She knows that all living beings are suffering, that there are many innocent people and many suffering people, and she is just one of them.

Lin Yuan sighed with a bit of pity in his eyes, and took out the matter of hosting, trying to give her enough warmth to resist the cold.

After the story was told, she said indifferently and calmly: "I see."

The performance is still expected, good and not bad.Lin Yuan sighed every day, struggling weakly: "Don't you feel moved? Even a little bit."

Ye Qingshuang looked over, suddenly amused.Taoist priests are usually quite sophisticated, so why are they unexpectedly naive about this kind of thing.

"Is it because she abandoned her husband or implicated her son?" She asked back gently, even with a hint of a smile in her tone, but he could hear the sarcasm.

"If she really wants to help me, she can stay with her husband and contact me secretly to be my support, or she can leave her husband decisively, and then try to help me, or use the most direct and stupid way to promote my father's truth." Conspiracy. But she chose to flee to the mountains, to escape right and wrong."

"You said she separated from her husband for me, but apart from my name, what else has it to do with me? She didn't fight for me, didn't lend a helping hand to me, even she The so-called separation of husband and wife for me has not had any impact on me."

"I'd rather believe that she couldn't stand her husband becoming unrecognizable day by day, and couldn't stand the condemnation of conscience, so she stayed away from her heart. To her, I was just an excuse."

Lin Yuan was speechless, he had never thought about this angle.

"Maybe the guilt is real, but she did stand by. I'm not saying that she has to do something for me, but it's human nature."

"Like so many people in Ganming City, not all of them believed my father's words. Some of them must have sympathized with me, but they also stood by and watched."

"It's nothing to do with me. They don't think it's necessary to stand up. I don't blame them. If that's the case, why should Bai Ling me take the extra credit."

"People in the world only use my story to see through the people around them, but they say what they do for me. What can I be moved by?"

At this moment, Lin Yuan finally realized that she usually only talks less, not because she is not clear-headed, clumsy with her tongue, and she will not be led away blindly by others.

Long-winded arguments are equally well-founded and irrefutable.

She has a unique perspective on things, has ideas and opinions, and can even be said to be transparent, but she suffers from depression when she is so transparent.

Is it hopeless because you are sober?

Lin Yuan had to admit that he underestimated her before.Treat her as an immature little girl, and think that her vision is narrow so that she will not move forward.

He slapped him in the face cleanly, and then showed his style generously, really as straight as a bamboo, as good as Liu Shanwu, everyone's demeanor.

"Indeed, it's just that she moved herself and found a good reason for her conscience." He paused for a long time, and then asked, "What about the monk? Do you hate him?"

"I don't know." Ye Qingshuang thought for a while before giving the same answer.

Maybe it's because she hits a dead end, it doesn't matter who gives her a ride, maybe without the monk, she can survive until the time is right and make a smooth comeback, what didn't happen, who knows.

Lin Yuan was really worried after hearing this: "A Shuang, let's stop hating, okay?"

"The reason?" She turned her head and looked at each other.

He didn't know why, but his eyes turned away as if they were burning, and the words came to his mouth, which was a bit indescribable.

It can't be said that he wasn't sure to subdue the Mushroom Demon, so he forced her to reconcile with the past, right?
"Forget it, hate it or hate it, it doesn't matter, it's agreed to respect you." He raised his head and let out a long breath, got up and went to sleep.

It's a big deal, knocking more bottles of medicine, brazenly making a few magic weapons with Kaiwu, is better than bullying a girl.

Ye Qingshuang didn't understand why he was testing her attitude towards the past with such great fanfare?

Is there an old friend, or... an old thing?
Afraid that she would mind?

Ye Qingshuang looked over, Lin Yuan had already laid down indiscriminately and slept with all his clothes on.

Withdrawing his gaze, he continued to stare out the window in a daze, a black shadow flashed by in his sight, and the fireflies fled in panic.

The next moment, Ye Qingshuang disappeared into the house.

The black figure is muscular and jumps quickly between the roofs of the pavilions, looking like he is drawing a map or looking for something.

Her feet didn't touch the ground, and Yufeng followed closely like a spirit behind her.

Soi Ying hadn't heard anything else, and he was extremely confident in his strength, so he didn't turn around to check. Whenever he looked back, he could see a woman following behind him quietly.

He looked and looked, and muttered to himself: "Impossible, according to the clues, it should be here."

"What clue?" She asked softly, not loudly, but it hit his ear very clearly.

"Who?!" Heixiang pulled out his knife and exploded like a firecracker. After turning around, the tip of the knife was pointed at Ye Qingshuang: "Little lady, pretend to be a ghost."

Ye Qingshuang turned her head to look at him: "You sneaked in to disturb my rest, but you said I was pretending to be a ghost, what's the reason?"

Hei Ying choked suddenly, and asked her in a rough voice, "Are you a guest or a host?"

"guest."

"Then it's none of your business, leave quickly, and don't bother me with business." The man withdrew his sword and turned to leave, but he saw her following him from the corner of his eye.

"How disobedient are you woman!" The man pointed at her impatiently and criticized, "You are not at all gentle and submissive as a woman should be."

"How do I know, did you come to set the fire?" Ye Qingshuang didn't care about the offense of his words.

"I'm so good at sitting, how could I do something like set fire!" The man gritted his teeth.

(End of this chapter)