After being reincarnated as a bad woman, I became my enemy?

"Of course—as I said, I'm not an indiscriminate killer."

"I know that a person like him must have gathered around a lot of people with evil intentions...or in other words, there is no normal person who is willing to follow such a person."

"Besides ignorant and ignorant young children who don't know grace, they are evil people who are guilty and eager to draw more warmth from this bully guy."

"Just like that, kill, kill, I don't know how to get it, but I gradually became used to it."

"I observed the way that guy lived, observed the sins he attracted, and observed his changes."

"See if he will be gradually distorted by hatred and betray the creed he insists on."

"The result..."

"My God, it's not fair."

Hang Yanling smiled and grinned.

"In short, he was able to find the existence to maintain his sanity before despair and collapse."

"He's so lucky. Why does God favor him so much? It's like giving him all the luck."

"The person who can support him to go on, the person who insists that he guards the belief, the person who persists and makes him repeat such evil deeds and continue to live."

"Of course, those people are not clean and good people."

"He was born out of a group of villains and sinners, who were obsessed with good thoughts, hypocritical good people."

"Like flowers crawling out of the mud."

"He didn't have the ability to distinguish between right and wrong, good and evil, but relied on that creed that was worth a lot of money, and was lucky to survive among a group of wicked people."

"That's how he got into the habit."

"Block your eyes and ears, don't inquire about anything, don't delve into anything, and treat yourself like a saint."

"Looking at him like that gives me goosebumps."

"I killed those people, hoping to make him realize the reality, but it seems that unknowingly, I became the object of his hatred and ugliness—"

"certainly……"

"That's not bad."

"Such a saint, if there is a target who can show the ugly, and that target is me...it seems good."

"For me who didn't know the meaning of my existence, there was someone who gave me meaning."

"Even if it's the concept of 'a death feud that will be destroyed no matter what', I like it very much."

"Because by then I had nothing left."

"It's good for the mother, the master, the senior sisters, and the organization."

"Although there is still a respected senior sister left, she was already on the right path at that time. If she sees me again, I'm afraid she will turn against me."

"I don't want to be swung at by the elder sister who protected me since I was a child."

"At that time, I was like a lonely ghost wandering in the world, I could only rely on him."

"Great, really great."

"So, I started to irritate him, and at the same time, I started to understand those who might threaten him."

"I will take away his pillar, deepen his hatred of me, and make me irreplaceable."

"I will also eliminate his ordeals and let him live well, because only if he lives, can I still be bound and meaningful in this world."

"hey-hey……"

"Unfortunately, I didn't get to see the end."

"The accumulation of hatred is too much, and it has exceeded the edge of danger too much."

"For revenge, he has accumulated too much power."

"It's scary for a simple person to go crazy."

"I missed once and was caught by him."

"At that time, we were all grown up, and we were also acquaintances of each other. It was just the first time I was in a passive situation."

"Looking at him with eyes full of hatred, I asked."

"Are you satisfied with your life so far?"

"Thinking about it now, it's really a rather embarrassing answer."

"After that, it's only natural to be crushed and ashes, and to be annihilated."

"So, he hates me, and I don't hate him."

"I know that I have an irreplaceable place in a person's life."

"It's a pity... I didn't get to see his end well."

"It's a pity... until I died, until he was twisted, I couldn't change his mind..."

"Occasionally, I would also think, why was I obsessed with him back then?"

"Are you eager to obtain the meaning of existence from him, or do you want to change his concept...to make him... more suitable for living in this world?"

"In the final analysis, it was because of disbelief at first, and then it became an obsession, mixed with all kinds of strange emotions..."

"If I can do it again, can I let him know the reason I did this, let him experience the injustice I experienced. Let him see clearly what the person I killed died for."

"Let him judge the value of my life."

"I'd like to hear something other than 'you're damned' out of his mouth someday."

"..."

Hang Yanling closed her eyes slowly, her expression softened.

"So don't worry, uncle, I'm not a person who likes to kill innocent people indiscriminately. I just care about someone a little bit, so I have to live in this world."

"After all, every day in the future, I live with full of expectations."

Ke Daoyuan listened to the girl's self-narration.

He is very clear.

The "little saint" in front of him is a lunatic twisted from the root.

A guy who has become distorted due to various reasons, and is constantly heading towards the abyss of madness.

even……

She can no longer be described as "falling into the abyss".

She came out, out of the abyss, and became part of that distortion.

Even if the patriarch is alive, there is no way to judge this guy for his crimes.

After all, when he was a Taoist priest, Ke Daoyuan had doubts about the standards of the patriarch's judgment of "guilty" and "innocence".

A dangerous idea was born in Ke Daoyuan's mind.

As an abandoned disciple of Zhengtian Taoism.

As he who once questioned the "justice" of this Dongzhou land.

He suddenly wanted to know what it would be like if the girl in front of him went to meet the trial of the Patriarch.

Once this thought arises, it lingers in my mind.

Ke Daoyuan swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and his breathing became heavy.

"The whereabouts of the little sage have not been found so far - we have arrived in Dongzhou, we cannot lose the sage..."

"Oh, she is definitely not a character who will submit obediently. Don't worry, she won't die."

"Even if you can't die, time is too late."

Actually it's a lie

I don't have to let her replace the little sage, as long as I explain the situation to Zhengtian Taoist Temple, at most this sage parade will be terminated instead of repeating the same mistakes.

but……

What does it matter if you make a mistake once?

Ke Daoyuan felt his heart pounding.

In all fairness, I am not a villain.

But because of his youthful vigor, he peeked at the books in the Sutra Library.

I once questioned the "truth" of Dongzhou, contradicted my teacher and was expelled from the house. I have made many friends in the world for the rest of my life, and I am worthy of my relatives and friends if I ask myself.

Yes, I am not a villain.

She is not a murderer who kills innocent people indiscriminately.

So, so...

"Little Saint...I beg you...to make up for our mistakes...do you want to try...to act like a real 'Little Saint'"

Ke Daoyuan, who had spied the madness and distortion, half-knelt down on his knees trembling.

"Don't you want to take a look? What kind of person does Dongzhou want to hold as a saint..."

"Oh, I'm not the savior of some wicked people, don't look at me with that expectant expression."

Hang Yanling bent down and put his hand on the back of Ke Daoyuan's head.

"I can't see that such a reliable uncle also has a dishonest side."

"...I, I just want to know what the axioms of Dongzhou, the lies of Dongzhou, the crimes hidden under Dongzhou, and the 'justice' derived from those things will think of you."

Trembling, difficult to strict expectations.

If you use the words of Taoism, this is probably called the heart demon.

Maybe I really have fallen into the devil way as what my master said.

But that doesn't matter.

From the very beginning, my Dao Xin did not follow this "reason", but followed the "righteousness" in my heart.

Maybe he was stunned by murderous intent.

Maybe it was because I was really frightened by this little girl.

But only once is fine...

Let me know...

Can this little girl, who is eager to tear apart the lies, shed the lies in Dongzhou?

Make a mess.

Chapter 52 So, Hang Yanling gave up struggling

The sky was covered with dark clouds, and the sky was pattering with rain.

One autumn rain and one cool, every autumn rain needs clothes.

Standing at the gate of the inn, the little fox looked at the rain outside the house and sneezed.

She stuffed her hands into her long red sleeves and sniffed her snot.

Because there were guests eating in the lobby of the inn, she didn't dare to show her fox ears, but tried her best to endure the cold, muttering inwardly.

"Won't that little girl come tonight?"

Seeing the rain falling harder and harder, and splashing on the tiles, she stood up from the small bench at the door of the inn, went to the counter and asked the shopkeeper for an oiled paper umbrella, propped it up and sat on the threshold and waited.

Tiredness welled up in his heart, the little fox yawned, the rain curtain in front of him seemed to change its shape in the hazy tearful eyes, Lailaizi rubbed his eyes, only then did he see a man standing outside the gate who didn't know when. A woman drenched by heavy rain.

"Ah, why have you been away for so long? Didn't you say you were meeting friends today... What's wrong with you?"

The woman's air bubbles were wet and stuck tightly to her body.

The long purple hair hangs down wetly, like curled kelp.The raindrops dripped from the clothes, and there was a ticking sound in the pool of water falling on the ground.

Her body exudes a faint smell. As a fox demon, Lailaizi can smell it more or less. It is a feeling of negative emotions.