The Self-cultivation of the Passerby Male Protagonist

"And then we opened it."

Frowning and forcing out an ugly smile, Meihong said mockingly:

"My memory is full of the scenes of me and that guy fighting to the death. There are broken limbs everywhere, and I have lived like this until today without knowing it."

"what."

Wu Ye was dumbfounded by Meihong's appalling rhetoric:

"Is there such a big gap in strength? Meihong, you are in such a miserable situation every time, why don't you ask Huiyin for help?"

"Haha, you can't let Huiyin accompany me crazy every time, can you? Besides, it's not all my part, there are quite a few of that guy's too,"

"...Wait, Meihong."

Aware of a word worthy of attention in Meihong's words, Wu also asked with difficulty:

"The person you're talking about is also... from Penglai, right?"

"Hey, as expected of Wu Ye."

Meihong grinned, but for some reason she was not as bold as usual, and her smile was full of bitterness.

"……you guessed right."

She is obviously the same kind, why do you have to hate her?

Wu Ye swallowed the words that came out of his mouth, obviously even he can accept it, and can become such a good friend, why do he reject the real "similar" for thousands of miles, and still hate him so much?

Although he was full of doubts, Wu Ye still held back and didn't ask.

Because he knew that the future story must not be asked so easily. If possible, he still hopes that Meihong can take the initiative to tell it.

Otherwise, I would pretend that I had never heard what I said just now.

"Ah."

Under this unnatural silence, Meihong's soft laughter was like the bubbles rising up in the deep sea, which disappeared without a trace in just a few minutes.

"It was probably a long, long time ago. I can't remember the exact time. There was a daughter of a noble family. It seems that because of the low status of the mother, she was not taken seriously."

Slowing down her pace almost imperceptibly, Meihong began to tell the story of "someone".

"For such a child, being able to meet her father is probably her greatest wish. Maybe the girl's sincerity moved God, and her wish came true. She saw her father, but it was in a place she could never have imagined. under the circumstances."

With the self-deprecating indistinctness at the corner of her mouth, Meihong continued:

"As a great nobleman, her father stooped to propose to a woman of low status, but in the end, not only was he unsuccessful, but he was also humiliated by the other party as a 'difficult problem'. The subject of ridicule, and since then the girl has hated the woman who disgraced her father."

Stopping, Meihong turned to Wu Ye and asked:

"Well, isn't it ridiculous?"

"...No, if you want me to say it, no one would easily accept the humiliation of my longing father like this?"

"I'm glad you think so."

With a hearty smile, Meihong's story seems to be unfinished.

"The young girl harbored hatred for that woman. After learning that the other party was going to 'go home', she began to plan how to take revenge, but the girl could not cause any trouble to the other party, even It's impossible to connect."

Feeling troubled as if she was in a story, Mei Hong frowned with a wry smile and said:

"In the end, she still couldn't stop the girl from escaping, but the girl didn't accomplish nothing. At least she left behind a 'medicine pot' that the other party seemed to cherish very much."

Still letting the evening wind blow her bangs away, Meihong seemed to deliberately hide her expression at this time.

"If the 'medicine pot' obtained after so many hardships is snatched back by the other party, it will be a waste of success, right? The girl thought this way, so she came up with a plan that would never let the other party snatch it back. She took the medicine pot The medicine was taken."

As if amused by the girl's innocence and ignorance, she even hummed a few times when she mentioned this girl, but immediately the happy tone was replaced by distress.

"Unexpectedly, no one came to snatch the 'medicine pot', and the girl who swallowed the 'medicine' indiscriminately did not know that the 'Penglai medicine' was placed in the 'medicine pot'...Since then From now on, no one will ever see that girl again."

"..."

Wu couldn't understand Meihong's current feelings, and he didn't try to comfort him, after all, he wasn't so arrogant yet.

All he can do now is to finish listening to the story.

"People who have taken the medicine of Penglai cannot live on the same land as ordinary people. The girl can only move and live a life of ups and downs. However, human beings cannot live alone in a group, so in the end she can only to live in the mountains.”

Looking up, the moonlight shone on Meihong's face, revealing the bitterness of remembrance.

"I don't know how long after that, the girl saw the woman again, the woman who had humiliated her father, it turned out that she never 'goed home', and became a poor wretch who was looking for shelter everywhere like herself ,Ha ha."

Meihong laughed again, not knowing whether she was comforted by the enemy's misery or felt helpless by her own stupidity.

"After that, the fight between the girl and the woman became her daily life, and that day has continued to this day."

"...Who is that person?"

In the end, Wu Ye finally asked this question. Although he may not know it, but as the end of the "story", he felt that he still needed to know it.

"Wu should know him too."

Unexpectedly, Meihong said such words.

"The woman left her own 'story' at the time by humiliating the girl's father, and it has been passed down to this day. This is what people in later generations call her—"