Maybe it’s not the wind that’s cool, but the scene in front of you.
Buddhist temple, sandalwood, idols.
Huang Liang, Bai Ling, death.
Ms. Lu's body was with her back to the door, her face facing the majestic Buddha statue, her feet were slightly swaying in the air, and the gold thread on her pair of exquisite embroidered shoes under her skirt shimmered slightly under the light.
After all, Huang Liang is just a dream, full of twists and turns of right and wrong.
The white silk wrapped around the neck of the Buddha is also sad and absurd. (Poetry genius, here is applause.)
A gust of wind passed by, and the candlelight in the Buddhist hall danced gently.
"mother!"
Zhu Yunwen stood at the door, with one foot in the door and one foot outside. He stretched out his hand and looked in the direction of his mother, calling slightly.
In an instant, tears burst out of his eyes. Then, he staggered a few steps forward and stretched out his hand to touch the gently swaying body, but it suddenly froze in mid-air.
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Ordinary, his knees fell to the ground, his hands trembled in the void in front of him, and he roared a heartbreaking voice from his chest.
"mother!"
Heart-wrenching cries began to float in the Buddhist hall, and even Zhu Yunxi felt inexplicably sad. He had no sympathy for Lu at all. She chose her own path and walked it by herself.
But as a modern soul, he must respect Zhu Yunwen's sadness at losing his loved one. He did not feel the joy that comes from the death of an enemy. His feelings at this time were hard to describe and very complicated.
Emotions are not complicated, what is complicated is human nature.
"Mother!" Zhu Yunwen burst into tears and knelt on the ground and kowtowed repeatedly.
The complicated emotions in his heart were fleeting, and Zhu Yunxi showed the biggest difference between him and Zhu Yunwen. He took two steps quickly, grabbed a chair, stepped on it, and hugged Ms. Lu's legs.
Zhu Yunwen cried, and Zhu Yunxi shouted, "Don't cry yet, come and help!"
"Mother!" Zhu Yunwen was stunned, as if his mood was sluggish.
"If you are really filial, don't let her hang here, lift her down!" Zhu Yunxi yelled.
Zhu Yunwen woke up as if from a dream, without wiping away his tears. He and Zhu Yunxi worked together to lift Mrs. Lu down and gently placed her on the carpeted floor.
Old people often say that people who hang themselves are ferocious.
But now, except for the shocking marks on her neck, Lu's face is quite peaceful.
Zhu Yunwen held her hand and cried again.
Zhu Yunxi first felt Lu's breath, and then stretched out his hand to touch the arteries in his neck. There was no sign of life at all, and his touch was so cold that it made people palpitate.
In fact, this was also his first contact with death. Unlike the time when he stayed at Zhu Biao's funeral, this death was more intuitive, more terrifying, and more vivid.
When a person dies, the debt is gone. No matter what she did, she is gone, and the living do not need to blame her harshly. As the old man often said, the living should not make things difficult for the dead. The dead don't know anything, and making things difficult for the dead is something they can't live with.
"Mother!" Zhu Yunwen grabbed Ms. Lu's hand and kept touching her face.
Zhu Yunxi sighed inwardly, stood up and walked slowly outside.
Now, Zhu Yunwen should be allowed to cry for a while. It is humane to allow others to cry.
After walking behind the door, Zhu Yunwen's crying suddenly became louder. The crying seemed to be accompanied by laughter, and the laughter was so sad, and even the laughter was accompanied by an angry roar.
"Mom, are you just leaving like this?" Zhu Yunwen cried loudly and growled, "Old Dog Huang, I will not let you go, I will tear you into pieces."
The cries got louder and the roars got louder, "Grandfather, you are so cruel! You are so cruel! What did my mother do to make you act so cruelly? She has been married into the Zhu family for twenty years, you
Kill as soon as you say, you are so cruel!"
"Grandfather, grandfather!" Zhu Yunwen roared in a low voice, "Why are you so cruel! My grandson hates you so much, and my grandson hates you!"
Suddenly, Zhu Yunxi stopped.
Grief is something that can be allowed and respected, but failure to distinguish between right and wrong can lead people to go astray.
Under the light, Zhu Yunxi suddenly turned around and strode to Zhu Yunwen's side. He grabbed the other person's collar like a chicken, dragged him directly outside the door, and threw him in the flower garden.
"you......."
As soon as Zhu Yunwen made a sound, Zhu Yunxi grabbed his shoulders tightly, shook him and asked, "Who do you hate?"
Zhu Yunwen said nothing, but his heavy breathing and eyes flashed with hatred.
"I know you hate me! You can hate me, because of my existence, you are no longer important!"
"You can hate me, because my appearance has made you disappear from Grandpa Huang's sight."
"You can hate me, because as long as I'm here, you can only dream about that chair!"
Zhu Yunxi sneered and growled, "I'm not afraid of you hating me. I'm telling you, you're not worthy of me caring about you at all. Because you are just a child who hasn't grown up. I have ten thousand ways to make you fail. Even if you are
Crown Prince, I also have a way to pull you down!"
Zhu Yunwen's face became ferocious.
"Do you know why I'm not afraid of you being cruel?" Zhu Yunxi pointed at the other person's heart, "Because you have no talent, because you are a coward, because you have no responsibility. Growing up, you would only hide behind adults and let them cover you.
Feng Yu, you never thought of standing up and doing anything for others."
"You can hate me, but you can't hate Grandpa Huang!"
"You have no right to hate him, let alone hate him. On the contrary, you have to be grateful to him!"
Zhu Yunxi let go of the other party's collar and pointed towards the Buddhist hall with one hand.
"Do you know what your mother did?"
"She had three little figures with names engraved and covered with silver needles placed in my room!" Zhu Yunxi laughed, it was a sneer, "You are so good at reading, you should know about the witchcraft chaos in the Han Dynasty.
Your mother wants to kill me in this way. If I die, you will have no obstacles."
"Do you know who those three villains are?" Zhu Yunxi looked at each other's eyes and said word by word, "There is Grandpa Huang, there is you, and there is her. She wants to make me a crazy, unfaithful and unfilial person.
The rebellious person has designed Grandpa Huang, herself, and you into it!"
"I don't care whether you and her live or die, but why did the emperor receive such a vicious curse?" Zhu Yunxi said loudly, "We are all the grandsons of the emperor, but we are also his old man's retainers. You have read Confucianism
, tell me, should you die if you do such a thing?"
"Impossible! I don't believe it!" Zhu Yunwen shouted loudly.
"Don't pretend to be innocent!" Zhu Yunxi punched the other person on the shoulder, and the latter fell into the grass. "You can say you don't know, but you definitely know that your mother is plotting against you! As a son of man, you can't do evil without your parents.
It would be unfilial to stop him."
"Not only did you not stop her, but you hid behind her and hoped that she would succeed, right? Even in your heart, you think that your mother used other insidious means to design harm to others, which is not a big deal, right?"
"This is what I despise you the most. You have always dared to do something but dare not admit it. You don't even dare to scheme against others, so what qualifications do you have to hate others? You can't even be insidious. If you let others be bad people, you do
Good people.”
"All your selfishness, coldness, and meanness are hidden under your so-called modesty, politeness, and diligence. You have no skill, no strategy, no scheming, and even no courage. You are just a hypocrite!"
Zhu Yunxi moved forward every time he spoke.
Every time Zhu Yunwen heard a sentence, he put his hands on the ground and backed away slowly.
The ferocious face slowly turned to fear, and Zhu Yunxi's words were like needles, each sentence piercing his heart. He couldn't figure out why the other party saw him so clearly, so transparently that he felt ashamed.
In the end, he simply didn't dare to listen anymore, covered his ears and roared loudly.
"No, no, you lied! I didn't!"
"I hate you too!" Zhu Yunxi pointed at the other party and gritted his teeth, "In my memory, ever since the death of my mother, it has always been you mother and son who have been around my father. You have taken away everything, and taken away what belongs to the Crown Princess.
My identity has robbed me of my father's attention and even the respect of those slaves."
"When I was young, you were a dark cloud over my head. Your good mother, for you, molded me into a cowardly, stubborn waste. She suppressed me all the time, guarded against me, and never let me pass.
It was a peaceful day last day.”
"When it comes to hatred, I am more qualified." Zhu Yunxi patted his chest, "But, because of the hatred in my heart, I have never secretly harmed you mother and son. I have never used vicious methods on you. Even
, I have never mentioned the unpleasantness to anyone, including Grandpa Huang."
"Do you know why? Because I am a man, and men must be upright. Men can be familiar with the schemes of ghosts and evil people, and they can regard these as tricks, but they cannot be regarded as everything."
"I, Zhu Yunxi, am not a gentleman, but I am definitely not a villain. This is why I am different from you. I know what justice is and what responsibility is."
"Don't pretend. Since you hate me, why are you pretending?" Zhu Yunwen cried loudly.
"I'm not hypocritical. The moment I found out about your mother's evil plan, I wished you could die with her!" Zhu Yunxi said slowly, "But Grandpa Huang saved you."
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Regarding Zhu Yunxi's psychological activities, readers of this chapter will have some criticisms, but please hold your hands and listen to what I have to say.
When I write books, I prefer to make readers have emotional fluctuations, so that they can have a sense of involvement.
Most of our readers are young people. Let’s think about it and ask ourselves that we hate our enemies very much.
But if one day, your enemy really dies in front of you in a very miserable way, will you really laugh and say it was a good death? Of course, if you want to make excuses and talk about the hatred of taking your wife, then
That's another matter.
In the face of death, people will release the kindness in their hearts.
This kind of kindness is not weakness, but a great kindness, a kind of brilliance, and a kind of virtue.
The protagonist is a young man, a soul in his early twenties, who also needs to grow and temper.
These can not only be solved through learning, a man's growth is mainly about his mind and emotions.
Hey, there was so much water again without realizing it, and the tomatoes were worth money.
