I'm Really Strong

It was no longer the coast under the night, and the white-haired and red-eyed women disappeared, replaced by a black-haired, brown-skinned teenager with many complicated tattoos in a middle-eastern village with a long loess.

When Bai Ziqing forced him to recall, the young man recalled the past, and this memory embodied the dream world in his mind, which stimulated the young man's nerves for the second time, and became a closed cycle in a sense.

Not far away, there is another young man, that is Xiao An's own posture in memory, with the same face, but with empty eyes, and a slightly different body——

His right eye was gouged out, his hands and feet were cut off, and the villagers tortured the young man with all kinds of vile behaviors, regardless of gender, age, and age.

The vultures in the sky hovered low in the sky, waiting for the villagers to leave, leaving only the tragic young man who turned it into food rations when he was alone.

"what----!!!"

"what----!!!"

The sad god is howling.

The broken boy was screaming.

The earth is shaking, the mountains are trembling, the sky is howling, the whole world is accompanied by Xiao An's memories and stimulated by the deepest memories, it seems a little unstable.The blood-stained land, the broken mountain peaks and the scarlet sky are the scenery of the young man's heart.

The boy hated the world from the bottom of his heart.

Merlin didn't teach Bai Ziqing how to deal with such a situation. Bai Ziqing, who could only rely on his own abilities, was not panicked, nor did he take any drastic actions. He just stepped forward gently and gently rubbed the boy's hedgehog-like hair. .

"Look, they're dead?"

"Hey?"

Xiao An was stunned, looking at the blood-stained land.

The mutilated limbs were scattered all over the yellow earth, and those villagers who regarded him as an evil god and tortured were killed in his imagination, and it was only in his imagination, but this was enough for Bai Ziqing.

To reiterate, Angola Manuel is not a real evil god, just an ordinary young man in the name of evil god.

"Are you happy? I saw the scene of the enemy being punished."

"...Sanctions?"

After the initial resentment in her heart passed, Xiao An stared blankly at Bai Ziqing.

"According to the ancient saying, this is called blood debt and blood repayment? In other words, it is a kind of justice." Bai Ziqing always felt that his tone went to Merlin again.

"...Justice? Me?"

Xiao An's eyes were full of confusion.

"Angola-kun, are you evil?" Bai Ziqing half arched his body and hooked the boy's shoulder with his left hand.

"No, no!" the boy retorted, "I didn't do anything, I didn't do anything wrong, I didn't do anything wrong..."

"Yes, there is nothing wrong with Angola-kun. What's wrong is that these bad people who regard you as evil are right." Bai Ziqing opened his right arm and showed the boy the blood-stained world in front of him, "Angola-kun, you didn't have anything wrong in your lifetime. Do something wrong... no, maybe you make little mistakes, the kind of forgivable mistakes that people make growing up, but you're never evil, right?"

"...Yes." Xiao An replied following Bai Ziqing's train of thought.

"Then these ignorant people who see you as evil are the real evil, right?"

"...Well." Xiao An nodded.

"At the same time, they are also your enemies, the direction your anger wants to pour out, isn't it?"

"...that's right."

"Then why do you want to do what they want, Lord Angola? They are the real evil who claim to be good, so why do you become what your enemy wants you to be the most? Should the title of evil be related to your being the South Pole and the North Pole?"

"..." Xiao An was silent.

Bai Ziqing leaned into Xiao An's ear: "Hey, Angola Manuel. What is the other side of evil? And what can punish real evil?"

"Justice?" Xiao An blinked.

"That's right, justice!" Bai Ziqing showed an encouraging, sunny smile, "Justice is not something lofty, but something that is really around us, something in our hearts, and even some seemingly opposite behaviors. It is also a kind of justice, such as violence.

"You long for revenge on those ignorant villagers, and you shouldn't think that it is something evil. They who gouged out your right eye and chopped off your limbs are evil, and what judges evil is naturally justice, That's you."

"I am, justice?" Xiao An asked in confusion.

"You may not be able to become justice, you can't, I can't, neither can the famous kings in history or learned scholars. But Angola, although you can't be justice itself, you can be justice. mate.

"Your enemies want you to be evil, then you won't be what they want, you'll be righteous. But you're not going to be as black-and-white as your enemies are to divide everything into 'yes or' No", but to look at the problem from a broader perspective.Angola-kun, let me ask you one last time, should you be born an evil god? "

"I'm not!"

Angola denies its own evil.

The god of evil denies his own evil.

"So, what is your wish?"

"Vengeance on them, on those who think I'm an evil god, on those who killed me, on the world!"

"Why do you want to take revenge on Mayor Bingshi?" Bai Ziqing asked suddenly.

"Who is Bingshi?" Xiao An suddenly looked confused.

"Then why do you want revenge on Kogoro Mori?"

"So who is that?" Xiao An scratched her hair.

"Don't you want to take revenge on the world?" Bai Ziqing.