deadly mantra

Chapter 157: Be a brave man or a wise man?
Mo Jiudi looked at Ji Fanyin and was lost in thought for a moment:

"Little wolf cub, Ninth Brother knows why you took great pains to appear in the Holy Land of Buddha, but he doesn't know about your light. The beautiful encounter you talk about is based on lies. One day, he will know, What do you want to do? Make up another lie to make up the previous lie?"

Ji Fanyin's expression froze on her face.

Seeing that her face was slightly pale, Mo Jiudi held her shoulders with his big hands, hiding his heartache under his cold expression, and said:
"Remember Brother Nine taught you that people's hearts are unpredictable and sea water is difficult to measure. The more unpredictable and difficult things are to measure, the more flaws they will have.

A wise man understands the regrets of missing people and sets up a chess game.The dream maker uses the deepest desires in the human heart, whether for fame, fortune, or love, to create the most beguiling dream.

They are the creators of this dream, and they will also be the finisher of this dream.

Whatever you want to do, whatever you want to do, Ninth Brother will support you.

The only thing is that you must always remember that you are the person playing chess, not the chess piece on the chess board. Once you are attracted by the chess game and fall into it, no matter how exquisitely arranged the game is, you have already lost. "

Warm hands held Ji Fanyin's face, and Mo Jiudi said slowly:

"You told Brother Jiu that you will never be a wise man in your life. You said that wise men are a group of pessimists. They get to the bottom of things, understand the cause of a thing, analyze the direction, and get the result.

If the result is not satisfactory, a wise man will take back the hard work he put in from the beginning and will not waste his time and effort.

Therefore, you never ask Leng Hongru why he doesn't accept you.A wise man has no confusion, and a brave man has no fear. Therefore, you choose to be a brave man. Even if your head is broken and bleeding, you must face the wind and rush forward. "

Ji Fanyin bit her lip hard and turned her face away stubbornly:
“I pushed through and gave up.”

A few simple words, but there is a kind of heart-wrenching pain.

Mo Jiudi couldn't help but sigh, his voice deeper than usual:
"Little wolf cub, to be cruel is not to cut off your heart. Cutting off your heart will only hurt. To be cruel is to recognize the reality from the beginning and be careless."

Ji Fanyin was stunned, his eyes wavered, and he looked at Mo Jiuji in astonishment.

Mo Jiudi's thickly calloused fingertips gently touched her delicate white face and said in a deep voice:
"This was what Leng Hongru said to the Demon Father. Only then did the Demon Father agree with him and let him leave the Demon Palace to find you and follow you."

Ji Fanyin sat there blankly, her eyes as bright as stars, filled with shock and surprise at this moment. She only felt a buzzing in her ears. The scenes from the past appeared in front of her eyes, like a knife, cutting into her heart one by one - —

On the day she was nine years old, the devil abandoned her in a boat. The fisherman who rescued her took her ashore and sold her to a businessman.

On the merchant's way back, he passed through the Guzhu Country where a natural disaster occurred, and she took advantage of the chaos to escape.

After that, after a month of holding on, when she could no longer hold on, someone brought a bowl of relief porridge and drank it for her.

One drink lasts for half a year.

Later she learned that the troops who set up relief stations and camped there were not the troops of Guzhu Kingdom, but followers of Yama Buddhism.

Half a year later, Lone Bamboo Country survived the natural disaster, and those people received transfer orders and broke camp to return home.

She began her endless wandering again.

Until one day, she fled to a desperate situation, and someone stood in front of her. The tall figure from behind shone through her eyes and into her heart.

She thought at that time that even if her head was broken and her body was broken to pieces, she would never be able to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages and endure the longings in her heart like a wise man.

She wants him!

But his noble knees knelt in the mud at her feet and told her:

I am the shadow servant chosen by the Demon King for you.

He said: I will help you to become the person the Demon King thinks you cannot be.

He said: Sooner or later you will get used to it, and smiled and wiped away the tears.

He said: If hating me can make you stronger, then hate me. If not, you should give up on me rationally.

Ji Fanyin looked at Mo Jiuji with a pale face, feeling so heartbroken that she almost suffocated.

She is sensible...

She got through.

She gave up.

But why, why...

He was suddenly startled, and then, a string of sad laughter flowed from his lips:

"Ah……"

Ji Fanyin covered her eyes with trembling fingers, and in a hoarse voice, full of sullenness and sadness, she asked: "Brother Ninth... Do you want me to be a wise man? Why must I learn to ask why..."

Mo Jiudi patted Ji Fanyin's head, slowed down his tone, and said with some gentleness:
"If there is a knife destined to pierce your heart, then I am the only one in the world who has this right.

Little wolf cub, it doesn't mean anything if you make it through and give up.

What Ninth Brother wants to see is not that you are sad, and that you will never feel sad for anyone again in the future.Including, that Shui Qingchen. "

Ji Fanyin pursed her lips, her reddish eyes covered with mist, and glanced at Mo Jiudi.

There was distress in his eyes, but he was even more determined.

Ji Fanyin felt a dull pain in her heart:
"Brother Ninth, what else do you want me to know?"

Mo Jiudi slowly leaned forward, brought his thin lips to her ear, and whispered softly.

Ji Fanyin's eyes slowly opened wide as if in slow motion, and her brows were filled with shock.

"How...how could..." She turned her head and looked at Mo Jiudi in surprise: "Aru didn't tell me this."

The corners of Mo Jiudi's lips raised, and his phoenix eyes smiled:

"What Leng Hongru didn't tell you is more than this little bit of truth."

Ji Fanyin's eyes were filled with bitterness, and she asked sadly:
"Brother Ninth, I want to be a brave man, okay?"

Mo Jiudi nodded, "Ji Fanyin, yes," and then said, "Xiao Fanyin, no."

Ji Fanyin frowned:
"I am Ji Fanyin."

Mo Jiudi said:

"If the devil was here, would you still dare to answer him like this?"

Ji Fanyin lowered his eyes and said nothing.

A smile appeared on Mo Jiudi's lips, he pinched her fair and tender face out of habit, and said in a deep voice:
"You are gifted and have inherited the Demon Father's high IQ and outstanding appearance. You are a born bully. Even the Demon Father has been deceived by you several times.

It’s not that you don’t know how to be a wise man, you don’t want to be one, and it’s not that you don’t dare to face the Demon Father. You understand that one day, you will end your wandering and take back the title of Witch.

Little wolf cub, you can only act rogue in front of Ninth Brother. How many pairs of eyes are secretly observing the game of chess you are playing in Qixia City. "

Ji Fanyin's face showed the weakness that could only be shown when facing Mo Jiuji.

"Ninth Brother..."

She hugged his arm, rested her face on his shoulder, looked out of the pavilion with empty eyes, and whispered:
"If I want to cheat my death, whatever I want to do, I have to do it to the best of my ability, so that my life will not be wasted."

Mo Jiudi smiled and said nothing.

At this point, he didn't need to say another word.

The two fell into a moment of silence.

After an unknown amount of time, Ji Fanyin's originally dim black eyes slowly brightened.

She let go of Mo Jiudi's arm, stood up, and walked out of the pavilion facing the sunshine.

"Ninth brother."

Under the shade of flowers and trees, she turned around and faced Mo Jiudi, a wanton smile slowly bloomed from her face:

"I will take Shui Qingchen with me back to the Demon Palace."

After a pause, she spoke firmly and confidently:
"And Aru."

Mo Jiudi was stunned at first, then smiled helplessly and shook his head:

"You are such a wolf."

　Mo Jiudi's heart: What should I do?I foresee that someone is going to stab my little wolf cub with a knife, well... Then I have to stab it first, and I can't fall behind.

　　Shui Qingchen: ...I advise you to be kind.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)