final catastrophe

Chapter 14 14. Bewitched
Before dawn, the sun did not rise, and the water that seemed to be mixed with ashes stained the canvas called the sky.

Bai Hurou was leading the three green fur dogs wearily, but Teacher Hexian didn't walk with her, and didn't even talk to her all night.

She sighed deeply, spit out all the resentment and anger in her heart, and then rowed her lone boat to the Jinming Courtyard in the sandy place in the water.

The three green-haired dogs obediently crawled into the dog hole in the house. It was said to be a dog hole, but it was actually three pits in the ground. The pits were covered with some disposable thick cloth, which was extremely simple.

After Bai Hurou finished washing, he put the Arc Moon Scimitar beside the bed, and then lay down slowly, thinking that it was another boring day.

But as soon as she touched the pillow, she bounced up like an electric shock, supported the bed with one hand, and quickly fell off the ground like a kite turning over.

The green-haired dogs in the three pits also opened their eyes immediately, and the six pupils that were shining with green light stared quietly ahead.

The reason why Bai Hurou moved was because she felt a foreign object under the pillow, which meant that someone came to her room when she was out.

who is he?for what purposeWhat are you doing again?
After all, she has been to the rivers and lakes to practice, drank drugs, fell into traps, and was betrayed by others, so she was naturally very cautious.

But this time, she seemed to be acting a one-man show, and she didn't respond for a long time.

At this moment, she frowned, stepped back carefully, and lit an oil candle. Suddenly, the light and shadow flickered, and her figure was stretched and enlarged, projected onto the gray wall, and swayed with the flames.

She took two steps forward, stretched out the scimitar, and suddenly picked up the pillow, but saw that there was only a rough piece of iron under the pillow, and it seemed to be densely packed with words.

Bai Hurou was stunned for a moment, she thought it was a hidden weapon or something, but she never thought it was just a piece of iron.

Could it be a prank done by that idiot Long Qingao?

Holding an oil candle, she approached, slowly squatted beside the bed, stared at it for a while, picked up a piece of cloth as a barrier, and then carefully grabbed the piece of iron.

The moment his originally cautious eyes touched the iron plate, they suddenly became dull
"Heavenly Demon Bliss?"

After reading two lines, her breath suddenly became short of breath, she hurriedly put down the iron plate, and the whole person flashed to the window, and gently opened a crack to look out.

It was already dawn, and Long Qingao and his younger brother were walking together, and they had already left.

Only then did she breathe a sigh of relief, and then began to carefully read the exercises recorded on the iron sheet. Suddenly, it was already noon, and she even forgot to be tired, just watching.

This is undoubtedly an evil skill, but some of the methods contained in it are simply unheard of by Bai Hurou.

Although she has only practiced the second-turn skill Dongtian Zhan, she still recognizes such a miraculous skill in front of her and knows how to be in awe.

"Heavenly Demon Bliss. Could it be those skills above rank six? Or even higher?"

Bai Hurou was stunned.

But in the rivers and lakes, there is no balance between good and evil. On Longzangzhou, the right way and the evil way can be said to be immortal.However, the evil way is weak and the righteous way is strong, so those who practice evil skills need to hide it, otherwise, once they are exposed, what is waiting is the righteous way to hunt down and kill, and the endless pursuit.

"So, should I stop practicing?" She was a little confused, facing this level of exercises, she turned into a little girl again.

"But who put it under my pillow, and what is the purpose?" She immediately laughed at herself, maybe her sword skills are unattainable for people who are not familiar with martial arts, but in front of this person , but a toddler.

If he has a purpose, why bother?
If he wanted to do something, it would be useless if the two teachers Hexian and Guishou came.

"Bai Hurou, do you practice or not? If you practice, you will be stronger, and if you don't practice, you won't lose anything!" She thought about it, and carefully put the iron piece under the bed sheet.

After all, the concept of good and evil is still deeply rooted in her heart. Although she is very extreme, she is just jealous of evil, a bit more murderous, but obsessed?She never thought of it.

Her mind was like a fire, and she finally fell into a shallow sleep at dusk. In her dream, the wailing of those relatives who were killed in front of her, and all the injustices and bullying she experienced in the world turned into a nightmare.

Bai Hurou woke up suddenly, but it was already dark.

She hurriedly got out of bed, washed up, and then came to the Daoshe Gym.

Because of her late arrival, He Xian coldly reprimanded her, she lowered her head without saying a word, and then listened to the movements of the junior martial arts training in the distant courtyard, as well as Teacher He Xian's advice from time to time.

Then even the members of the knife club who came to ask for advice turned a blind eye.

During the break, she was suddenly stopped by the junior brother.

"What can I do with Senior Sister?" She put her hips on her hips, and looked at Junior Brother together with the three dogs behind her.

These days can be said to be desperate efforts, which have made the originally slightly fat little brother stronger, and the original belly has also shrunk.

Xia Ji asked sincerely: "Senior sister, I have never understood one thing, so I would like to ask for advice."

"Well, tell me." Bai Hurou said generously.

Xia Ji said slowly: "Teacher Hexian often told me that practicing martial arts is to save others and save oneself. However, to save one person, sometimes you can only kill another person."

"Well, maybe as long as you kill the bad guys, you can save a group of people."

He seemed to be lost in thought, and said in a contagious voice: "However, can life be measured by quantity?"

Bai Hurou frowned slightly, and said, "That's because the bad guys deserve to die!"

Xia Ji said leisurely: "Yes. But who is good and who is bad? If I kill that bad guy, wouldn't I become a new bad guy in the eyes of that bad guy's friends and family? A knife is a tool for killing people. I use it to kill that bad guy. The massacre, brandished for good, but it will be regarded as evil. Maybe only one person thinks so, maybe this person is just a child. But because there is only one person, so my behavior is not evil? ?”

Bai Hurou was stunned for a moment, and said slowly for a long time: "You wield your knife for good, so it's not evil."

"But the kid will."

Baihu Judao: "But you can save more people because of this, can't you?"

She opened her eyes wide, looked at the young man in front of her and said, "Even if you are a villain in the eyes of that child, you at least saved more people, didn't you? In this case, even if you kill with a knife, you will have no regrets in your heart." , This is Jianghu, little brother!"

Xia Ji pretended to understand and nodded, "Well, senior sister, you know a lot." Then he touched his head, as if he was reminiscing what he just said, and then walked away step by step.

Bai Hurou's body froze like a stone sculpture.

Her mind was full of what she had just said.

Even if you are an evil person in the eyes of that child, at least you saved more people, didn't you?In this case, even if you wield your sword to kill, you will have no regrets in your heart. This is the world!

For the next night, she seemed to have lost her soul until she returned to the house in the middle of the lake.

The water vapor filled the air, and her body was still stained with dust.

Turning around and closing the door tightly, she leaned against the door holding the iron sheet that recorded "Heavenly Demon Bliss", with her back against the crack of the door, and the dawn was coming outside the crack, but her face was against the light, facing the boundless darkness .

a long time.

For a long time.

There was a smile on her lips, and she said in a voice that no one could hear: "Thank you, little brother."

The white tiger is soft, bewitched.

(End of this chapter)