The chivalrous spirit is fickle

Shi Gu did not respond, but just looked at Shen Zhui's now miserable appearance. His clothes were tattered and covered in blood, his legs were twisted from the knees in an unnatural posture, his face was covered in blood, and there was a smell of urine on his body.

This is indeed a bit miserable.

Shi Gu pursed his lips and revealed a smile. He looked at Shen Zhui and spoke softly.

"How does it feel to be a beggar, Mr. Shen?"

Shen Zhui didn't seem to care about Shi Gu's sarcastic tone, and didn't even seem annoyed. Instead, he looked at Shi Gu very calmly and spoke lightly.

"Not bad, I can have a bite to eat without working, and I live a much more comfortable life than people like you."

Shi Gu laughed again when he heard this and said.

"That's pretty tough. Then enjoy it. Days like this will last a very long time."

Shen Zhui sneered and said sarcastically.

"Don't worry, I will definitely live longer than you. I failed to kill you, but one day someone will succeed."

Shi Gu raised his eyebrows slightly and spoke in a low voice.

"Don't say that anymore. No matter how much you provoke me, I won't kill you."

Shen Zhui's expression froze, but he didn't expect that his thoughts had already been seen through by Shi Gu.

Shi Gu slowly stood up, looked at Shen Zhui coldly, and said.

"If you don't have the courage to end your life, don't expect me to give you a quick death. You will continue to live like this for many years to come."

"Crawling on the ground, begging for food, living like a dog."

"There is no dignity and no hope."

Hearing this, Shen Zhui's face suddenly became ferocious. He glared at Shi Gu fiercely, his face full of hatred, and roared hysterically.

"Release the bones!!!"

"I'm going to kill you!!!"

As he spoke, Shen Zhui made a move to lunge forward, but he was so wounded that he lost his strength the moment he moved. He fell miserably to the ground like a pile of dog shit, limp and boneless.

Shi Gu narrowed his eyes slightly, and instead of leaving, he spoke slowly.

"Are you feeling aggrieved? What do you have to feel aggrieved about?"

"From the very beginning, you were the one who wanted to kill me. Since you have this intention, don't blame me for how I deal with you."

"You have brought this fate upon yourself."

Shen Zhui had disheveled hair. He raised his head with difficulty and said hatefully.

"You killed my brother! Shouldn't I kill you?"

Hearing this, Shi Gu asked back directly.

"Shouldn't he be killed?"

"If a dandy who kills without hesitation because of his lust for beauty doesn't deserve to die, then who should die?"

"Does it mean that just because I don't have the power of the Yulin League, I should be killed by him?"

"You are your brother's eldest brother, but the people who died at your brother's hands also had relatives, parents, and brothers."

As he spoke, Shi Gu leaned forward slightly and said in a deep voice.

"So I cut off his head and cut his body in half, like a slab of pork."

Upon hearing this, Shen Zhui just glared at Shi Gu angrily but did not refute.

"You were never that close to that cheap brother, and I don't think you had any feelings for him."

"After all, this is just an excuse, an excuse for you to kill me."

Hearing this, Shen Zhui's expression changed, but he gritted his teeth and yelled like a broken jar.

"Yes, it's just an excuse."

"I just want to kill you, I want to peel off your skin and pull out your bones!"

Shi Gu smiled and reached out to grab Shen Zhui's hair, but when he smelled the urine smell, he withdrew his hand and said.

"I heard that you saved many people. Of course, it was for your reputation as a gentleman. You wanted to build up your reputation and build momentum."

"But I am a soft-hearted person. Considering that you only wanted to kill me, I spared your life. So you should be grateful to me."

Shen Zhui bit his lip and spoke in a hoarse voice like a mad dog.

"Kill me, I don't want you to spare my life."

"Why don't you just kill me! Why!"

Shi Gu thought about it, wiped his hands, and chuckled.

"Do you feel wronged and miserable?"

"But look at how many people in this world are living like you are now, but have you ever taken a look at them?"

"According to the geographical location, the warm temple in Huiyin City is under the responsibility of the Yulin League."

"If you had really seen and thought about the matter of the warm temple, and just said a few words, you who have fallen into the quagmire and become a beggar now would be able to live a better life."

"But you didn't, never. You saw those little beggars freezing to death on the streets, but you just glanced at them and didn't care."

Hearing this, Shen Zhui's expression gradually turned pale and bloodless. He wanted to refute, but found that he couldn't even utter a word of rebuttal.

If it were some time ago, Shen Zhui would have definitely refuted and given countless reasons, but when he was actually there and tasted what it was like, he couldn't even utter a word of rebuttal.

When he ate buns soaked in slop, when he was beaten by other beggars, when his legs were broken by those with ulterior motives, he would also think... if he had really done something...

Shi Gu put away the smile on his face, and spoke slowly in a lowered voice.

"You didn't refute what I said. This proves that you can still be saved. It also proves that you must have thought about a lot these days, but this is far from enough."

"I want you, the chosen one of heaven, to fall into the mire, live your life again, and taste the taste of mud."

“Life is full of flavors, but in the end, it’s all bitter.”

"You can have a good taste of it."

After saying that, Shi Gu turned around and left, disappearing from Shen Zhui's sight. Shen Zhui looked at the vast night sky, and suddenly punched the ground with his fist, letting out a painful whimper.

He punched again and again until his palms were bloody. Then Shen Zhui crawled on the ground, curled up into a ball, and was speechless.

These days, there was a child who always came to see Shen Zhui with steamed buns. He was a boy who looked about ten years old, wearing a rough shirt that was washed to a white color. He smiled and handed a steamed bun to Shen Zhui.

Shen Zhui ate the steamed buns brought by the child, but never said a word to him, as if he was a mute, but the child still came every day.

It was not until two days ago that Shen Zhui finally asked the child why he had to send him steamed buns every day.

The child then said that Shen Zhui looked very much like his deceased brother, who loved him the most and raised him alone. But a year ago, a group of people in white clothes and carrying swords came.

After that day, he never saw his brother again.

The child said that his brother hid because he was not good enough, so he had to be very good and do good things and wait for his brother to come back.

Because my brother said that Bodhisattva will bless good people.

That day, Shen Zhui spat out the steamed bun in his mouth, lay on the ground, and vomited out everything in his stomach, as if he wanted to vomit out all his internal organs.

His chest and abdomen were churning, and it was as if the blood was flowing backwards, making his face flush, hot and burning.

He lay on the ground like a dog, staring at the pile of vomit on the ground, but did not dare to look at the child.

A year ago, several disciples of the Yulin League came to him to take credit, saying that they met a young man who looked similar to him, who used the name of Shen Zhui to cheat people and was beaten to death by them.

From that day on, Shen Zhui never took the steamed bun handed to him by the child again, and he dared not look into his eyes.

But every time, every time he thought of that child, he felt unbearable pain in his chest and a sour feeling in his stomach.

It was not until this moment that he realized that he was still a mortal and could not be as ruthless a hero as his father. He would feel guilty and regretful.

Because those troubles were no longer a passage in a book, nor a corpse that was forgotten at a glance, but a torrential rain that fell before his eyes.

Those lives and deaths were not so heroic, but bloody and bloody, with bones exposed, which was frightening and painful.

In the end, it's just...it's all your own fault.

Chapter 98 Fang Jue

Two days later, the gates of Huiyin City were opened.

With Kang Xi's death and Zou Si's rescue, it seemed to ordinary people that the recent chaos finally had a good ending, and there was naturally no need to continue to close Huiyin City.

It’s just strange that when entry was allowed but exit was not, many warriors wanted to leave the city. But after Huiyin City really allowed entry and exit, those warriors no longer had the desire to leave the city.

Therefore, even though the city gates were wide open, not many warriors left Huiyin City. On the contrary, many people with good intentions entered the city again.

Now that the matter has been resolved, the Martial Arts Conference should continue. Moreover, according to gossip, it is said that the leaders of the other five major sects will come to Huiyin City together today.

This piece of news caused a huge uproar in the martial arts world. Countless warriors were scrambling to come to Huiyin City to meet the leaders of the five major sects.

The five major sects are the Demonic Sect, the Yulin Alliance, the East China Sea Sword Sect, the Xuanming Division, and the Medicine King Valley.

Among them, the Demon Cult is the most popular and the strongest. Its leader Fang Jue is known as the strongest ninth-grade warrior. With his own strength, he suppressed the other four major sects to the point where they could not breathe.

The second is the Yulin League. The East China Sea Sword Sect is slightly weaker than the Yulin League, but the Sword Sect is a sect that does not like fighting and has never cared much about the ranking of the sect. It guards its one-third acre of land in the East China Sea and practices with peace of mind.

The last ones are Xuanmingsi and Yaowang Valley. The two are of comparable strength, but it is said that Yaowang Valley has an immortal who is at the level of a demon. It is not known whether this is true or not.

Shi Gu sat on the city wall, looking at the sea in the distance. He took out a wine gourd and took a few sips of wine from time to time.

A wisp of green smoke suddenly fell to the ground and turned into Su Xun's figure, standing beside Shi Gu.

Su Xun stood with his hands behind his back, looking into the distance at the sea just like Shi Gu. Shi Gu casually handed the wine gourd to Su Xun and asked softly.

"Still can't find Liu Zhong?"

Su Xun took the wine gourd, took a big gulp of the wine, wiped the corners of his mouth with the back of his hand, and sighed.

"If a warrior in the late ninth rank is determined to play dead and not come out, it is indeed difficult to find him."

"Once that old man from the Yulin League arrives, it will be really difficult for us to take action."

Shi Gu smiled and said nonchalantly.

"Understood. When that old man comes, you will draw a line between us and put all the blame on me."

Su Xun rolled his eyes, handed the wine gourd to Shi Gu and said.

"Although this is all something we have discussed, why are you saying this so unpleasant? It's as if I, Su Xun, am a coward and I'm using you as a scapegoat."

Shi Gu wiped the spout of the wine gourd and smiled.

"Just think of it as bearing the humiliation. Besides, at the beginning, you just wanted to make trouble for me, poisoning me and detaining me."

Su Xun looked into the distance, but did not reply immediately. Instead, he looked at the distant horizon. After a long silence, he spoke in a low voice.

"Because I'm angry."

"You and I have known each other for many years. You clearly knew that Zhu Tian Jie Sha was the enemy who killed my master, but in the end, the last person Zhu Tian Jie Sha saw was you."

"That's fine. Six years ago, I was waiting for you to come find me, have a drink with me, and talk about the final appearance of the Heavenly Tribulation Killing. But you secretly retired from the martial arts world without even saying hello to me."

Shi Gu's eyes dimmed, but he pretended to be relaxed and spoke to Su Xun.

"Zhu Tian Jie Sha has a bad reputation, but after so many years, you should have figured out why he wanted to kill your master."

Hearing this, Su Xun lowered his eyebrows and sighed.

"I've thought about it for two hundred years, so I naturally understand. After Zhu Tian Jie Sha killed so many people in the martial arts world, he went to fight the Blood Demon."

"After killing the Blood Demon, he didn't use the turbid blood incarnation to regenerate. I guess my master and those people who were killed by the gods for no reason were planted with blood marks by the Blood Demon."

"But I'm still upset with Zhu Tian. For two hundred years, if he was willing to explain, I wouldn't be so angry, but he was so high and mighty during these two hundred years."

"I just can't stand his attitude. I can't stand his desire to control the entire martial arts world."

Shi Gu twitched the corner of his mouth and smiled bitterly.

"You don't make any sense, do you?"

Su Xun sneered and said lightly.

"Personal grudges are unreasonable. I just hate that Tian Tian Jie Sha."

At this point, Su Xun's eyes showed a little more bitterness, and his voice became a little weaker.