Chapter 709

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"In the last life, that time the sky cracked and that heavy snowfall. I would rather you were really dead."

Shi Mo stared at him, and all the lyrics he had prepared suddenly came out of nowhere, and he became speechless.

His half-raised hand was hanging in the air, not knowing where to go and suddenly at a loss.

"Master Mingjing." A gentle sigh was like a bee stinging a dazed person, "Is it you?"

"..."

Although it is a question sentence, there is no rising voice at all.

The teacher lowered his eyelashes, and no one could see his expression clearly for a moment. After a while, he chuckled: "I'm not dead, I disappoint you."

He didn't want to admit defeat, but his tone was already a little uninterested.

Shi Mo said: "I am indeed Shi Mingjing from the previous life. I came from your previous life, the world of Ta Xianjun. I am not the same person as the child who has been with you all your life." After a pause, " Keep your word and let me loosen your grip."

He said that he untied the fairy rope, then put his hand on the silk ribbon that covered Chu Wanning's eyes, and took it off with a little force.

Peach blossom eyes meet phoenix eyes, the two look at each other, and there is no wave in the ancient well.

"Greetings, Master."

Chu Wanning was already prepared in his heart, but he was getting more gloomy at this time. He looked at him: "You still know that I am your master."

Hearing what he said, Shi Mo smiled softly, but only then did he realize what kind of sharp dagger was hidden under his gentleness.

"Yes, of course I know. You held the umbrella for me, and I have never forgotten it."

Chu Wanning looks very weak, but this cannot change the natural stubbornness between his eyebrows. He just stared at the teacher for a long time, his lips and teeth opened and closed, his words were crushed, and he said very coldly: "You bastard."

The teacher smiled and said, "I agree." After a pause, he asked again, "But when did the master guess my identity? In the previous life?"

Chu Wanning did not answer, but looked at him coldly.

There was indeed resentment in those eyes, but what was most abundant was disappointment.

Shi Mo thought: "No, it can't be the previous life. If you already knew that I was Hua Binan in the previous life, you should tell me when you tear open the rift in time and space."

He raised his eyelashes: "In this life. Or, not long ago?... When you were in Dragon Blood Mountain, did you hear some of the conversation between me and Mo Ran."

"..."

"Forget it, it's not important." Shi Mo smiled, "Anyway, no matter what, you are in my palm now and can't escape anymore."

Chu Wanning became more and more silent.

In fact, among the three apprentices, the one he couldn't see through the most was the teacher. He was willing to accept this apprentice at that time because the teacher was obedient, gentle, able to worry about others' worries, and could treat others gently and kindly. These are the demeanor that Chu Wanning admires very much. He couldn't do it himself, so he appreciated it more and accepted this disciple.

But sometimes, he always felt that something was wrong. For example, Xue Zhengyong said that Shi Mo was an orphan he picked up during the war, but when Shi Mo talked about his life experience, he occasionally made some incompatible remarks. That gesture was very much like someone had lied and then forgotten the details.

There are also times when Shi Mo's attitude towards things will suddenly become a little weird - like a domesticated fierce dog, which seems to be docile, but as soon as he smells the smell of blood, he can't help but look fierce.

However, after observing for several years, I have never seen any unjust acts by the teacher. Chu Wanning felt that it was his own eyesight that turned the flowers into green-faced fangs.

He is like a hedgehog, his whole body is sharp and only his abdomen is soft.

He hid his disciples and everyone who treated him well under his soft belly.

Regarding his teacher, he once wavered between trust and distrust. He also had reservations and trials, but later he chose to trust. So the knife pierced the hedgehog's abdomen, bleeding all over the place.

The teacher asked: "How much do you remember about the past?"

"..."

Then he asked: "Didn't you just sit back and watch? Why bother to stop me?"

"..."

There were too many resentments in the past life, and finally I could ask questions in this life, but Shi Mo refused to stop and asked endlessly: "Why didn't you kill the Taxian Emperor in the end and help him reincarnate?"

After hearing the last sentence, Allen Chu finally raised his eyes: "He is different from you."

The teacher paused slightly: "What's the difference? If he says that I have evil thoughts, then why aren't his hands full of blood?"

Allen Chu stared at him: "You know the poison you cast."

"So what? Even if I caused the poison, wasn't he the one who killed him?" Shi Mo said, "You saw it with your own eyes in the previous life, half of the lives of Xue Zhengyong, Wang Chuqing, Jiang Xi, Ye Wangxi... Whose hands did these people die by?"

He slowly raised his hand and looked at his narrowly trimmed fingers and rounded nails.

What a pair of delicate and clean palms, soft and delicate, spotless.

The teacher looked over his shoulder and said with a smile, "Is it me?"

"..." He was so angry that he was speechless for a moment.

"I don't want to kill the Confucian Fengmen, and I have never thought about killing Xue Zhengyong. So you shouldn't come to me to ask for debts or life." Shi Mo said, "What did I do? I just planted a Gu flower for him. In all my life, I have never killed anyone with my own hands."

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