Chen Xiaolan was born in a country girl, and her sewing skills were top-notch. Even pieces of meat that were broken into pieces could be neatly sewed by her, and the seams were neat and intact.
Meng Zifei looked at it blankly, feeling a little lost for a moment.
What a strange person.
In the past, Chen Xiaolan was taught that she was a child of ordinary people.
Now it seems that even mentally tough practitioners cannot do such dirty and bloody things.
But she was able to grit her teeth, bite the bullet, and do it slowly, which was really not easy.
The wind and snow are howling outside the cave. This natural snow cave has no roof to cover the wind and snow. Occasionally, fine snowflakes pass through the sparse branches and dead leaves between the cave roof, melting with the cold moonlight and falling down.
Meng Zifei found himself placed in a dark place, although his body was in unbearable pain.
But after surviving the most difficult period, the festered and decomposed flesh on his body was repaired and did not continue to wither and fall.
He suddenly coughed lightly.
Chen Xiaolan, who was on the other end, heard the noise and was obviously frightened. She flinched hard on her shoulders. When she slowly turned around, her pupils could clearly be seen trembling violently.
Meng Zifei looked at her frightened expression with interest.
This kind of attitude is consistent with the behavior of a normal person, but she was afraid of becoming like this, so she didn't abandon him and leave alone.
Although he is naive, he still retains some cleverness.
Meng Zifei looked at the right leg she was holding in her hand, couldn't help but smile, and said:
"You are smart enough to know to keep my leg and sew my arms to my body first.
In this way, even if I wake up and really want to kill you, it won't be so convenient."
Chen Xiaolan fearfully hid her right leg behind her back and looked at Meng Zifei warily.
Meng Zifei moved his body with difficulty and found that most of the flesh that had fallen off his body had returned, and his body was covered with wounds that had been repaired.
He looked at her deeply and calmly, with deep contemplation in his eyes:
"So many hungry wolves on the mountain have eaten my flesh and blood. If I hadn't slaughtered the wild wolves one by one and left their bellies to get the meat, I'm afraid I would be nothing more than a mutilated body right now."
Chen Xiaolan pursed her lips and said nothing.
Meng Zifei sighed and said: "You usually don't even dare to kill a chicken, how dare you be so crazy today?
Why, facing this pair of rotten flesh, you are not afraid at all?"
How could I not be afraid? Looking at Chen Xiaolan, she might faint from fear at any time.
Meng Zifei could imagine that tonight he would kill the wolf, disembowel him, take the meat, pick up the bones, sew...
She went through such a breakdown in every process.
I'm afraid it will become a nightmare that she will never forget for the rest of her life.
The girl who usually chattered endlessly in his ear could not utter a single word when faced with his questions today.
Even though he didn't escape, he still looked miserable with half his soul lost.
For some reason, he didn't hate seeing Chen Xiaolan like this, but he felt a little trapped and depressed for no reason.
It was the first time that Meng Zifei felt such a strange and confused emotion.
"Okay, okay..." Meng Zifei finally compromised.
His shoulders shook slightly, and then he heard two "ka-ka" sounds, and his spiritual energy was expelled.
It actually caused his two arms to break and collapse.
He smiled brightly and warmly, and his voice was so clear that no trace of pain could be heard:
"Okay, I can't hurt you now. Xiaolan doesn't have to be afraid. Come and talk to me, please?"
Chen Xiaolan was shocked by his sudden act of self-mutilation.
Looking at his smiling face, he looked the same as before, but his scalp couldn't stop feeling numb.
At first, I was deceived by his appearance as a kind and gentle gentleman, but I actually became a disciple of this kind of person.
It was too late to regret in her heart. Looking at Meng Zifei's friendly and familiar face, Chen Xiaolan looked sad and finally couldn't help but ask:
"What on earth...are you?"
Meng Zifei seemed to have expected that she would ask such a question, and said with a smile: "I am a human being, there is no doubt about it, and I am also a mortal just like you, who was born ordinary and has no spiritual qualifications."
Chen Xiaolan did not expect that he would say this, and her eyes widened in disbelief:
"You said you are a mortal like me?! But you clearly..."
"You can practice, right?"
Meng Zifei interrupted her, with a warm smile on his face, but the smile did not reach his eyes, and his dark and deep eyes were difficult to distinguish from the dark night.
He looked at Chen Xiaolan intently, his voice was hoarse, and half of his cheeks felt a little deep as the bonfire burned out.
"I am not capable of spiritual practice. I was born an ordinary person. Although I have a lot of knowledge, I am outstanding in learning, and I have become famous at a young age.
But from the day I was born, it was destined that my career in this life would only last a hundred years at most.
I have a cousin whom I have known since we were young, and her name is Shang Ying.
The businessman had extraordinary luck. He gave birth to a brother and a sister, both of whom had spiritual roots. They became disciples of the Lihe Sect and began to realize Taoism and practice. This made me really envious.
Not content with being ordinary, I was tempted and secretly colluded with Zheng Siyan, the young master of Taiyuan of the Ghost Sect, to frame Baili Zangjian, the young master of the Tianxi Sword Sect.
I even went so far as to deceive my cousin at home with a vengeful trick, and by using her love for me, I tricked her into giving me my spiritual root, so that I can seek the path to the great road."
Speaking of this, Meng Zifei's tone was exceptionally calm, and his sparkling eyes seemed to be filled with mist:
"Although I have extended my lifespan and maintained my youthfulness, I have achieved the life I expected by wielding a sword and flying into the sky, drawing talismans and catching monsters.
But God is fair. I obtained a spiritual root that did not belong to me through despicable means, so I should bear this inhuman torment and the curse of karma."
Chen Xiaolan didn't know that Meng Zifei actually had such a dark and embarrassing past, but seeing Meng Zifei tell the truth so calmly, the fear and fear in her heart could not help but relax a little.
She looked at Meng Zifei with a complicated expression, "So you will spend seven days every month in seclusion on your own. After you come out of seclusion, you will become very weak because you are tortured by this curse."
Sure enough, she already knew.
Meng Zifei looked at her deeply and couldn't help but laugh and shake his head, laughing at his own cleverness but being enlightened by his cleverness.
He is narrow-minded and wary of everything. Even the words of the people closest to him have to be analyzed carefully.
If Chen Xiaolan really had other intentions, would she be so stupid and step into a minefield to speak out?
Thinking about it this way, he really asked for this disaster tonight.
"If you get something that doesn't belong to you, you will naturally have to pay a corresponding price. The pain of picking off the bones and cutting the flesh will last for seven days every month.
At the beginning, I couldn't control it, so I could only hide in the dark and uninhabited place and endure it silently. As my cultivation level gradually increased..."
At this point, Meng Zifei paused, then raised his eyes and glanced at Chen Xiaolan. Seeing that she was listening carefully to his story about the past, he couldn't help but laugh at himself.
"Now that things have happened, why should I continue to tell you those unnecessary lies? To be honest, the pain of this curse is so painful that it almost tortures me crazy.
I have always loved cleanliness, and I couldn't bear to see my skin festering and rotting every month. My whole body smelled fishy, and I was as disgusting as a piece of rotten meat in a ditch.
Day after day of inhuman torture, even though I was full of gentlemanly etiquette and human ethics, my heart had already been twisted into something inhuman.
Just inside the bronze door, I gave up my sword and whisk, and since then I have entered the path of magic, which can be considered as my official cooperation with the Demonic River Burial Heart.
Later, I got his help and knew how to suppress this curse, as long as I avoided the moonlight and stars when it broke out every month.
Even though the pain is still there, it won’t be littered with flesh and blood, and it’s more dignified after all.”
Chen Xiaolan was no stranger to the name Mohe Heart Burial. She stood up suddenly, the anger in her eyes instantly overshadowed the fear, and asked sternly:
"You actually cooperated with Mohe Zangxin? Do you know that the culprit of the chaos in the mountain realm back then was Zangxin!
In the demon world, he always goes against Master Si Chen! He almost died as a result. Such a villain! How can you associate with him?"
Faced with her rebuke, Meng Zi smiled instead of being angry, "If you were me and encountered such a desperate situation, it doesn't matter whether he is a fairy or a devil, as long as he can save me, what's the problem?"
"You!" Chen Xiaolan was furious and stamped her feet: "I shouldn't have saved you!"
Meng Zifei said: "My sword is still with you. If Xiaolan regrets it now, it is not too late to draw the sword and chop off my head."
Chen Xiaolan was speechless immediately and could only stare at him bitterly.
Meng Zifei said again: "But I know that you can't do it. You can't even leave me alone, so how can you kill me yourself?"
Chen Xiaolan sat down again dejectedly, staring at the faintly dancing bonfire with a confused expression.
"So when you acted like you wanted to kill me, you thought I had discovered your secret scandal and told others about it...
This righteous way in this world has no place for you anymore, right?"
Unexpectedly, Meng Zifei shook his head and said: "Since I have devoted myself to the devil's path, it doesn't mean much to me whether the righteous path of the world can tolerate me.
At most, it won’t be that convenient when traveling in the future. I just..."
His eyes were low-pressure, looking a little cold for no reason, "I don't want others to know that I, Meng Zifei, change into that inhuman and ghostly appearance every month."
"Just because of this kind of thing, you actually want to kill me?!" Chen Xiaolan was so angry that it was unbelievable.
Meng Zifei laughed softly, his eyes moved, and there seemed to be soft gleams in his eyes:
"I am telling you this now, naturally, because you can know, Xiaolan, that I will not kill you again."
His tone was light but had a strong meaning: "Trust me."
He didn't want others to see his ugly appearance.
I couldn't stand the way those people looked at me like they were looking at pitiful maggots when they saw pieces of my flesh falling off, my body rotting, and rolling around in pain.
Meng Zifei was born ordinary, but he was also proud.
He couldn't even accept that he was mediocre, let alone being seen as so rotten and ugly.
However, for the first time in his life, when the curse broke out, he was seen by a second person.
He never imagined that the girl he had almost killed a moment ago would be naturally disgusted and frightened when he saw his miserable appearance again.
He accepted it all as a matter of course and picked up the broken pieces bit by bit.
If the woman here at this moment was Shang Ying, Meng Zifei firmly believed that she might also be able to not give up on him.
It can even protect him more carefully and meticulously, without showing the slightest look of disgust.
Because he knows that Shang Ying loves him deeply, and even if she knows that he has bad thoughts and evil intentions, she can still fully accept him as a person.
But so what, in the name of love, accepting him who is covered in filth as a matter of course...it makes me sick to my stomach just thinking about it.
Having done all the bad things, he never needed such a warm and bright redemption.
But Chen Xiaolan was different. Meng Zifei could not see in her eyes the love that a normal woman would have for a man.
Because she doesn't love, this kind of 'acceptance' that is different from Shang Ying's becomes rare and valuable.
So much so that even when she looked at herself in extreme embarrassment, she inadvertently showed a look of pity for him, an expression of disgust and disgust that was expected.
This made Meng Zifei feel that even so, it was not as difficult to accept as he imagined.
Even... there is a vague sense of weird pleasure.
Such joyful emotions made him feel that if it were the person in front of him, he would be willing to let her slowly see all of him.
It was a side that even Shang Ying had never seen before, a side that was dark, gloomy, strange, selfish, and cold to the core that no one knew.
Follow the temptations and slowly shed your skin of being as smooth and polite as jade.
Chen Xiaolan's mind was pure and innocent, and she didn't notice the undercurrent under Meng Zifei's obscure gaze. She only felt extremely tired in her heart:
"So many things have happened, how do you expect me to trust you?"
Hearing what she said, she actually meant to leave right now, Meng Zifei's bright eyes dimmed suddenly: "Is Xiaolan going to leave me?"
He raised his head and looked at her blankly: "Is it because I chose the devil's path in order to survive?"
Chen Xiaolan frowned and said: "I am just a mortal woman. It doesn't matter to me whether you are a demon or a fairy. What matters is how you make your inner choice.
Just like Mr. Si Chen, he was born in darkness, but he was born towards the sun.
He eats blood, is afraid of sunlight, and is a zombie demon. But in Xiaolan's heart, no one in the world is better and kinder than him.
Distinguishing right from wrong is never about good or evil, it is prejudice."
She took a deep breath, unable to bear it any longer, and her words were filled with angry words:
"It is wrong for you to hurt the people who love you for your own selfishness!
For the sake of your dignity, it is also wrong to kill me because I didn’t say a word!
This has nothing to do with whether you choose the devil's path or not!"
Meng Zifei murmured: "So you..."
Tears flowed uncontrollably from Chen Xiaolan's eyes: "No one can make mistakes, but no one is a sage, but everyone will have emotions and desires when they go astray.
They will all be jealous, resentful, angry, unwilling and unbearable!
Meng Zifei, let me ask you something right now..."
"Meng Zifei, have you ever done anything treacherous or evil?
Were you involved in the disaster in the mountains?
Did you lure those people here on purpose?
Have you ever planned to frame Mr. Si Chen?"
Meng Zifei narrowed his eyes for a long time, then slowly opened them and said softly: "I, Meng Zifei, have never done anything treacherous or evil."
Chen Xiaolan looked deeply for a moment, and then the confusion, anger and fear in her eyes slowly faded away.
She slowly exhaled a breath, and the energy she had forcibly raised finally reached its limit, and the sword she held in her hand fell to the ground.
Chen Xiaolan walked over and placed his right leg on the broken spot, letting it heal slowly.
"In this case, I will trust you again. I hope you will not disappoint me, Master..."
Meng Zifei watched his right leg gradually heal and repair, his heavy eyelashes cast a shadow, and he hummed softly.
No one saw his fingers hidden under his sleeves, which were fingering the snow stones on the ground in a meaningless manner.
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