The ghosts of the good-for-nothing miko

"I am your hope?"

"Yes, little Jiang Chen, don't dare to cry anymore."

Jiang Chen nodded solemnly, stroking his ring with his fingers.

The old man's eyes were a little moist, and he asked a question in a low voice. The voice was so low that it could not be heard clearly. He seemed to be afraid that it would be different from what he expected. Although he understood that he could see through people's hearts, but now, facing the people around him, Betrayed again and again, he became unsure of his abilities:

"did you like it?"

"Ah."

After receiving such a positive answer, Gou Chen was stunned for a moment, and then laughed heartily:

"Hahahahahaha. As long as you like it, I'm worried about whether you will feel uncomfortable if I put this choice on you. Xiao Jiang Chen, thank you very much. Thank you for liking this piece of stone."

Jiang Chen understood that what Gou Chen was referring to was not only the Demon King Seal, but also the responsibility behind this choice.

As the person in charge of hearing, he has seen too much and heard too much over the years, but just because of too many words, he wants to change more and want to do more.

He didn't have such big ambitions, but now, the Demon King's Seal was placed in front of him.

Jiang Chen vowed that he would definitely sit in this position.

He doesn't have to fight for some things, but that doesn't mean he's unwilling to fight for them.

"Actually, Xiao Jiang Chen, I apologize to you for the ghost car."

"Do you know everything?"

The old man looked at Jiang Chen kindly:

"You have forgotten that I can obtain some of the memories before you died, and the smell and injuries on your body make it easy to imagine what you have gone through."

"Sure enough, I am still dead! Yes, if I had not died, how could I dream of you? Mr. Gou Chen, I really, really miss you. Why, you don't want to see me, none of you want to see me Me, because I... am a half-demon?"

It is easy for the demon clan to show great disdain for such miscellaneous blood. Jiang Chen understood that if it weren't for his father, uncle, and adoptive fathers, these people would be so polite to him.

Growing up, he heard more than one or two vicious comments.

Although these people only dared to talk like this behind his back, they still caused him a lot of trouble.

There are only a few children in the army, and the adults are very busy. They often go to the front line on the march and then not see each other for many years.

But he had no friends, and those children even put pebbles in their meals while the adults were away.

He had to pick out the stones one by one.

The cooks and the soldiers who greeted him turned a blind eye. Even after the children replaced the pebbles with sand and made him unable to pick out anything, they did not say a word.

Even if Jiang Chen couldn't bear it anymore and went to complain to the lieutenants who were left behind, they just scolded those naughty kids in person.

When Jiang Chen walked out of the military tent, they deliberately turned up the volume:

"It's just a half-demon. Just because he is the son of a mirage general, he has so much trouble. It's just a play between children. It's really abominable to be so unrelenting."

The fat kid at the head is the son of the chef:

"Yes, Mr. Chen, we are just playing with him. Such a rich young man just looks down on us."

"Be careful in the future and don't play with him. What a rich man you are, he's just a bastard with impure blood."

Jiang Chen heard these words too many times.

Therefore, with such a seed buried in his heart, he worked hard to become stronger, not to be superior to these people.

There are more injustices happening in the world than this. They happen in those dark corners and in unknown places anytime and anywhere.

When the fat boy grew up, he did not inherit his father's cooking skills. He chose to be a warrior.

He...died in battle. He was a true warrior. At the last moment, he died trying to block Lord Chen's arrow.

Such an impassioned person, everyone sang songs, shed tears, drank the strongest wine, and bid farewell to a hero under the light of burning fire.

Things are always like this, full of contradictions.

Is he a good person? Maybe not, but he is still worthy of admiration.

So there are too many such two-sidedness, Jiang Chen asked himself.

Still weird?

Still hate it?

I should hate it, but I don’t hate it anymore…

So he wants to reorganize the world.

I hope everything is peaceful and everyone is well.

It's difficult. It's impossible to completely prevent unfair things and they won't happen at all, but I hope it gets better day by day.

Whether it's because of his greatness or not, it's actually not true. If the fat kid stood in front of him again, Jiang Chen would force him to drink a bowl of porridge...

"No need to apologize, I don't blame him, I blame myself..."

"Xiao Jiang Chen, if you want to be in that position, you must be lonely. According to outsiders, your temperament is the calmest. Jiang Chen, the shogunate, values ​​interests the most. Everything in the world can be traded. But I know. You still care about one love. Words. The ghost car thing is quite strange. Ever since he sent Zhu Yan into the miasma, everything has been abnormal. Jiang Chen, you value love, but you value love too much. That’s why the collapse of some circumstances hit you like this. Looks like."

"I…"

The old man waved his hand, seeming a little weak:

"Stop seeking death and investigate the truth."

After saying that, Jiang Chen nodded in agreement. He was about to ask a few more questions, but his eyelids were so heavy that he fell asleep in his own scene.

The body is warm, as if lying in a spiritual spring, so irrigated, warm, comfortable, and falling asleep.

...

"Qisheng, when little Jiang Chen wakes up, send him to Sanyuan Hall to find the six-winged doctor~"

"Where are you?...together?"

"Qisheng, there is no more Gou Chen in this world. After so many years, my body is broken. Even that person is unable to recover... Don't be sad. This is the path I chose. I am a dying person. , I’m very happy.”

"Um…"

Pan She nodded. He didn't know why, but his face was wet...

Jiang Chen was sent to a bloody dogwood deep in the miasma, and the grass suddenly wrapped up the body glowing with countless light spots.

Jiang Chen turned into a green cocoon and inhabited it.

Coiled Snake broke off his fingers and closed his eyes. A pillar rose from the ground, and a red lantern floated in the wind...

He slowly sat down next to the green cocoon, and the red light illuminated this small place in the darkness.

That adult's lifelong strength, I hope you... don't waste a single bit of it...

"Xiao Jiang Chen! Do you still remember the swordsmanship that your uncle taught you?"

Ah!