Chapter 2582 He is just your demon!

Jian Junxi opened his eyes in embarrassment, his gaze was as sharp as a net, and he said clearly, "How much do you know?"

"Not much..." The old man's face was full of joy and anger.

Jian Junxi squinted his eyes and asked back: "How much is not much? Are you like my master, who can pinch and count?"

The old man smiled and shook his head and said, "No, the old man is just a wisp of dead soul, how can he be compared with the Buddha!"

Jian Junxi still didn't believe it, and said contemptuously, "Then why do you know about me?"

"Because you have the Mu family's blood in your body, I can see your past, but I can't see your future. I can only feel that you have to be kind in order to become a Buddha!"

The old man's blue eyes shone with complicated colors, and he pulled his snow-white long hair.

Jian Junxi narrowed his cold eyes, as dangerous as a hunting lion, ready to attack anytime and anywhere, and asked coolly: "So, you are not... Mu Sufeng, but... Mu Kaixuan!"

The old man stared blankly, then pursed his lips and smiled: "I said, it doesn't matter who I am!"

"The descendants of the Mu family came to worship, will you also tell them the history of the family?" Jian Junxi restrained the hostility around him, and suddenly changed the subject.

The old man's white eyebrows were slightly raised, and he said quietly: "No, you are the first and only descendant who can see me!"

"Why?" Jian Junxi continued to ask.

"Because..." The old man suddenly turned his head to look at the corner, and said calmly, "Because you... are different from ordinary descendants!"

Jian Junxi lowered his eyes, was silent for a few seconds, and continued to ask: "Since you said that you are just a wisp of soul, I want to ask, why don't they come back to see me?"

"They?" The old man didn't respond for a moment.

"It's my biological mother and my grandfather..." Jian Junxi's throat was slightly choked.

The old man's calm expression suddenly became a little heavy, revealing a little helplessness.

Shen Sheng explained: "I can't explain it clearly to you. We are not in the same space. How can we meet each other? If life and death are not different, then why do people fear life and death?"

Jian Junxi's eyes darkened, and he said in a slightly angry tone: "Then why can you? And the first man I killed, why can you?"

The old man sighed helplessly, and continued to explain: "Son, you can see me because I created this space, as long as I want, you can see me.

If I get out of this space, I can't get close to you, and the first person you killed, you thought it was his soul, but in fact, he was just your demon!
Didn't you discover it yourself?Since you killed him in your dream, everyone you kill after that will have no effect on you! "

The bottom of Jian Junxi's unfocused eyes suddenly resembled a sea of ​​broken hearts, with endless sadness surging inside.

After struggling for decades, it turns out that this is the truth...

The old man suddenly flew in front of her and sat down. His whole body was like a firefly, exuding a layer of faint white light. It felt so unreal that one couldn't help but want to touch it.

Jian Junxi's eyes were full of frustration and sadness, his thin lips were pursed into a straight line, and he asked hoarsely: "Then...can I still see them?"

The old man looked into her sad eyes, as if a sharp knife had passed through his heart, and said distressedly: "My child, although your body is a mortal body, your soul is supremely holy.
Evil things can't get close to you at all, it's not that they don't want to see you, it's that they can't get close to you at all, be obedient, don't blame them..."

(End of this chapter)

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