For a moment, my voice choked in my throat.

The flames kept fluttering in my sight and him, as if I could clearly feel the shock and shock he was being felt at this moment.

"Uncle II, you-you know?"

His eyes were red, and he almost stared at me hard, his chest was undulating rapidly. After a moment of silence, he spoke, his voice was so low that it was almost unaudible, but every word fell on my heart: "Light, do you know the purpose of Confucius' deletion of the Six Classics?"

I don't know why he suddenly mentioned this again, but he quickly replied: "Correction of people's hearts, keep the laws of nature, and get rid of human desires."

"No, let's get rid of human desire!"

He took a breath, his face pale slightly, and said, "How many things are there in this world that go against the laws of nature and conscience? Confucius omitted them unknown because he was afraid that people of the times would compete with each other."

“…”

He raised his head and looked at me, saying word by word: "This is the case with people and things, and so is the case with objects!"

“…”

"Don't mention this matter again!"

My heart skipped a beat.

What he meant was-if these objects were still there, it was possible...

At this time, Zhengjue waved his hand: "It's late at night, you go back."

I just felt my chest thrust and hurt, as if something was surging, almost breaking my body. My mind was surging, but I was so numb that I couldn't remember anything.

Zhengjue had already stood up and slowly walked towards the stone bed.

His steps were even a little staggering.

I also know that he will not speak tonight, and the words he said before are enough to keep me awake all night.

When I got up, the person was also staggering. He stood on the edge of the table for a while before slowly walking over to open the door. A gust of night wind blew up and the coolness suddenly came. The courtyard was quiet and dark, leaving only the surrounding gray walls standing silently. For some reason, I was shocked.

I suddenly turned around and watched Zhengjue sit slowly on the edge of the bed. His pale face looked even more dull and hard to see under the swaying candlelight.

I suddenly said, "Uncle II, you said there is no life without regrets. Who do you regret for your life?"

“…”

He said nothing, just lowered his head and sat there.
Chapter completed!