Article 774

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"Even without me, you will do these things." Hua Binan gritted his teeth, "Don't think that I forced you, I have done all these things in my previous life. As the host, only by repeatedly confirming his emotions can we find out the condition of the flower Gu in his body, do you think I have not suffered from the grievances you have suffered?"

Seeing that the teacher didn't immediately refute, Hua Binan said again: "In my previous life, I did almost the same thing as you, and I kept pretending until the ghost world was broken, and I used my own death to give birth to the hatred in his heart. After that, I started my life again as Hua Binan."

"..."

"I've endured it for so long, why can't you bear it after just a year and a half?"

The teacher looked up suddenly: "Is this still a question? You are fighting for yourself. What about me?"

Hua Binan: "...What is the difference between you and me?"

"There is a difference. If possible, I don't want to be left and right." Shi Mo stared at him, and spit out the second half of the sentence, "Even if it is another world."

But it's hard to get what you want, even if there is great dissatisfaction in your heart, after the dispute broke out that day, Shi Mo still had to bow to fate.

After all, he is too young, he has never experienced many changes, and he really knows exactly what he wants in the end, so he will eventually compromise with himself in the previous life.

All these years, he has been at the mercy of another mortal self, living more like a puppet than a Zhenlong chess piece. It would be a lie to say that there is no boredom. However, whenever the depression in his heart accumulates to the extreme, he will keep telling himself: For the great things he is planning, these pains are nothing.

"When will this drama end?" This became the question he asked Hua Binan most often, "When will the sky break."

And Hua Binan's answer to him is often like catching a carrot in front of a donkey: "Soon, it will be faster than in the previous life."

He just waited day by day, waiting tirelessly.

Later, the gate of the ghost world was finally opened, and he thought that he could feign death as in his previous life to escape. Unexpectedly, Chu Wanning died in this battle.

That night, the conflict between him and Hua Binan broke out to an unprecedented level. In the closed disciple room, the teacher smashed all the celadon bowls in front of him, and his chest heaved violently——

"How do you want me to pretend to be calm? The master is dead, you calculate it, have you figured it out?"

Hua Binan's complexion was also extremely ugly: "How can you blame me for this matter? If you want to blame it, you should blame Mo Ran, he acted rashly." His fingers on the table were clenched into fists, almost falling into a fist. In the palm, the voice was sharp and sharp, "He killed Chu Wanning."

"...Yes, it's him." Shi Mei's eyes were flushed, but he tried his best not to shed tears. He was warned by his mother since he was a child that no matter what he encountered, he must not cry.

The same goes for Hua Binan.

"It was he who killed Master, then don't stop me, I will kill him now!"

Hua Binan raised her head suddenly: "Are you crazy?!"

"Oh?" Shi Mo panted, nodded, his eyes were full of provocation, "Do you still know the word crazy?"

Hua Binan gritted his teeth and said: "...protect Mo Ran, temper him, and control him. This is the key to our work. As for other things, you should not think about it."

"Look, that's it." The teacher sneered while holding his forehead, his eyes flashed with intense luster, "You are a master of cold scales, you can follow the monks to sacrifice to Master Chu on a lonely moon night, and even swear at Mo Ran as you like A few words—but what about me? What the hell are you talking to me?"

"..."

The teacher sat down on the chair, and his expression could almost be said to be contemptuous: "You come today, the first thing to explain to me is to ask me to confirm as soon as possible whether the Eight Suffering and Everlasting Hate Flower in Mo Ran's body has completely lost its effectiveness, and whether it is still there. can be saved."

He muttered, slowly raised his eyes a few inches, and fell on Hua Binan's gray face.

Sarcastically: "You actually let me confess to Mo Ran at this moment? Tell me, never let Chu Wanning take my place in his heart?"

The words and sentences were as sharp as thorns, stabbing Hua Binan and himself.

He sneered: "Who is the one who is crazy between the two of us?"

Hua Binan suddenly closed his eyes, the pupils rolled under the thin eyelids, and then he said: "I can't do anything. Because of the sacrifices made by Chu Wanning in his previous life, the flower of eight bitterness and long hate in Mo Ran's body was already in danger. If It was completely destroyed, and it will be even more difficult to control the ink burning when the time comes."

"So you just push me to complete all the things that are not done by humans, right?!" Shi Mei couldn't bear it anymore, and suddenly stood up, "Master, he just left...have you considered my feelings? ?”

"..."

"You like him, don't I like it?"

After the teacher said this sentence, his voice couldn't help trembling.

The room was dead silent.

Finally, he sat down and raised his forehead with his hands, his slender eyelashes trembling under his palm. For a while, no one said a word, the rain was pouring outside the window, and the world seemed to be cracked by the lightning and thunder.

After a long time, I heard Hua Binan sigh softly: "...Ah Nan, I'm sorry for you."

But Shi Mei's reaction to this was just a stiff and cold sentence: "Don't call me Ah Nan."

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