Help! This savior is too stupid!

The second generation demon is willing to take action, and Jiang Bai is more than 90% sure to convince the other party.

Jiang Bai's plan is very simple.

If his truth can convince the other party, the second generation demon will join the battle, and the balance of victory will fall to Jiang Bai.

If not, Jiang Bai will kill the second generation demon and the false god together.

Anyway, it's all in. Taking one or taking two, for Jiang Bai, there is not much difference, because the price paid is painful enough.

Although Jiang Bai often tells others that he is still hiding his trump cards, and even pretends that his trump cards are endless.

In fact, at this moment, Jiang Bai can solve the life-and-death crisis in front of him, with only three trump cards left, and one less trump card is used.

The false god who is resurrecting the golden cicada is fearless, and the second generation demon holding the butcher knife is eyeing him covetously. Jiang Bai is in an extremely dangerous situation with wolves in front and tigers behind.

At this moment, he is extremely calm.

"Second-generation Demon, you said before that you are pure, whether good or evil, you are pure, there is no such thing as good outside and evil inside, or evil outside and good inside, right?"

The second-generation Demon nodded, "Yes."

Jiang Bai sighed and said to himself,

"The former Protectorate Dizang once told the director in the small building that he had understood the secret of [Water Moon]. The situation was special at that time, and he could not say it out loud, so he could only point his finger at the mirror to give the director a hint.

In fact, I should have thought of it earlier. To be precise, I had guessed it when I was in the mirror world.

The director also thought of it. He repeatedly confirmed with me on the phone whether there were any other questions. If I didn't figure it out and asked actively, he would tell me the answer.

The director was just unsure about the timing of the announcement of this matter. Since I didn't ask, he assumed that I already knew the truth. As for when to announce it, it was up to me to decide..."

As he said, Jiang Bai looked at the second-generation Demon with a bit of pity and sympathy.

Facing this gaze, the second generation demon child felt a nameless fire rising in his heart for some reason, and anger surged in his heart.

He hated being treated like this.

He made up his mind that if Jiang Bai's answer could not satisfy him, he would kill Jiang Bai even if he risked his own death.

Jiang Bai suddenly asked a strange question,

"Have you heard that a dragon gives birth to a dragon, a phoenix gives birth to a phoenix, and a mouse's son will dig a hole?"

The second generation demon child was stunned and shook his head,

"No."

"Then you must have heard that people are born by their mothers, and monsters are born by their mothers."

"I have heard."

What do these questions have to do with him?

Jiang Bai did not explain, but continued to ask,

"Excuse me, a person in white clothes stands in front of a black mirror. What clothes is he wearing in the mirror?"

The second generation demon child was silent for a moment, and slowly said, "White clothes."

At this point, he already knew the answer.

It's so simple...

At this moment, the second generation demon child finally understood the true meaning of the ancient poem:

I don't know the true face of Mount Lu, just because I was born in this mountain.

Those who are involved are confused, but those who are on the sidelines are clear. It is the most difficult for people to know themselves in this life.

Jiang Bai continued,

"Shuiyue is a mirror. You who walked out of the mirror are first a mirror. To be precise, it should be a ghost mirror."

"The mirror flower comes out of the mirror ghost, and the water moon comes out of the ghost mirror. I should have thought of the difference between the two..."

"Shuiyue divides you into two, one is good and the other is evil."

"But you were born at the same time, and you saw each other at the first sight after you were born."

"The figure of [evil] appeared in the mirror of [good], but the figure of [evil] was reflected in the mirror of [evil] Figure!"

"The only thing you have in common is that you all mistake what you see for yourself!"

"When evil appears on the mirror, you think you are evil, but suddenly you don't know that you are a good mirror!"

"The mirror [Water Moon] misleads everyone with the truth. It does distinguish between good and evil, but it makes the good think they are evil, the evil think they are good, and makes the good do evil and the evil do good..."

Speaking of this, Jiang Bai's expression darkened. The secret treasure [Mirror Flower Water Moon] is more evil than he imagined.

The mirror ghost in the mirror flower just wants to kill the original body and replace it. At most, it confuses the true and false in the eyes of others.

But the water moon is far more evil than the mirror flower.

The moon in the water, the bamboo basket draws water in vain. The object fooled by this secret treasure is its creation from the beginning!

The true Buddha and the true devil walked out of the water moon and saw each other.

The Buddha saw the devil, and the figure of the devil appeared in the mirror, mistaking himself for the devil.

The devil saw the Buddha, and the Buddha's figure appeared in the mirror, and he mistakenly thought he was the Buddha.

Until today, Jiang Bai told the truth,

"That is to say, you are not a 'just put down the butcher knife, and become a Buddha on the spot', you are originally a Buddha, but you were blinded by the devil!"

"The first generation of demons, after killing the first generation of Buddhas, suddenly woke up, understood this secret, and chose to commit suicide to end this evil relationship, leaving the Bodhi seeds, waiting for the predestined person to completely end this disaster..."

Connecting all the causes and consequences, Jiang Bai did not feel any sense of accomplishment in his heart, but smiled bitterly and sighed helplessly,

"People often say that putting down the butcher knife will make you a Buddha on the spot, but is it really that easy to become a Buddha? If you can become a Buddha the moment you put down the butcher knife, there is only one possibility, you are a Buddha who picked up the butcher knife by mistake..."

This game is very cleverly designed, but after thinking it through, it feels extremely simple.

The designer of Shuiyue created one tragedy after another in an extremely simple way.

If Shuiyue was really created by Zhuyeqing, if he had the chance to meet Zhuyeqing in the future, Jiang Bai would definitely kill this person at all costs!

This child must not be left alive!

Listening to Jiang Bai's words, the second-generation demon child lowered his head. He looked at his palm, and the rusty butcher knife actually melted a little bit. Water dripped from his fingertips, and he couldn't hold it tightly.

The mistakes that had been made could not be made up, and a life that was misled could never be turned back.

Water, drop by drop, hit the soles of his feet and merged into his body.

There was never any butcher knife, only the maze in front of him and the devil in his heart.

The Bodhi he once contained was completely integrated with him at this moment, and the power of his whole body was sublimated unprecedentedly at this moment.

He had never been so powerful, but he, who had been pursuing power all his life, did not feel any joy in his heart at this moment.

After he walked out of the fog, he faced the truth. His thoughts came like a tide, mixed with countless emotions, annoyance, remorse, confusion, pain, torture...

These emotions receded like the tide, and everything returned to nothingness, leaving only emptiness.

On his old face, wrinkles were like ravines, two lines of blood and tears, and I don’t know when these ravines were completed.

Thousands of words came to his lips, but he couldn’t say them.

With blood and tears on his face, he had a faint smile on his lips, put his hands together, and said sincerely for the only time in his life,

"Excuse me."