Chapter 84: A good show, one after another Thirteen
"A turtle in a urn."
Jiuer chuckled, "Play a game of chess."
Wen Renjue took a deep look at Jiu'er, then obediently moved to the opposite side, holding Heizi in his hands and playing chess with Jiu'er.
"When did you let someone turn into me and be captured by them?" Jiu'er asked as he made his move.
"Are you angry?" Wen Ren never answered the question.
"Did I say something about Li Jing and Furong that made you doubt them and make the plan tonight?"
"Jiu'er's luck is very good."
"Are you angry that I said so many bad things about the prince in front of you?"
"I am very happy."
Jiuer then lost another son, "Is it just for them that you came here in the first place?"
"They assassinated me for nearly a year, using poison and all kinds of methods."
Jiu'er nodded slightly, and after a while, she put down the piece without caring, "This play... is not exciting at all!" Then she got up and walked out.
The people outside had retreated, the dead men in black had been dragged away, and even the blood on the ground had been washed away. Jiuer stood at the door of Youzhai, but suddenly he could not take another step.
Looking at the wet stains and the faint smell of blood, she slowly looked further away, looking towards the empty place where the previous battle took place.
Looking at those things that others cannot see...the souls are floating, being led by the seducer, and slowly leaving.
Those who died were all named in the book of life and death. How and when they would die had been decided in advance. She was powerless to stop it, let alone not want to stop it.
As early as when she was six years old, she knew that if she really stopped it... it would only delay death for a moment or three, and after that, the person would have to endure a hundred times more pain and die.
When you reach the underworld, you will also suffer the punishment of purgatory.
Therefore, from the age of six, she will no longer feel compassion for those who deserve to die, let alone try to save them.
"You..." Wen Renjue just opened his mouth to say one word, but immediately closed his mouth, squinted his eyes slightly, and looked up to the front.
Jiu'er also looked at it. Although she couldn't rely on her ears to hear the movements around her like Wen Renjue, she could feel it through other means. At this time, she also felt that someone was approaching them.
"Master, he is the chamberlain." A man in black suddenly appeared and reported softly.