Male protagonist, you are targeting the wrong person

As soon as Jiang Wenbai finished speaking, Yan Wenmo looked at Jiang Wenbai in shock. Looking at his eyes and brows that should have been familiar to him, he inexplicably felt that he seemed to know him better than he thought.

I haven't said anything yet, but he guessed it already?! If I continue like this, what secrets can I keep in front of him?!

Seeing Yan Wenmo looking at him in shock, Jiang Wenbai couldn't help but cough lightly, and then said as if to cover up:

"I also think that what he did was not quite right, so what I just said was my own opinion."

Yan Wenmo looked at him with some suspicion, his face full of disbelief. Seeing this, Jiang Wenbai could only explain patiently:

"Thirteen, you know I'm not good at lying, so there's no need to lie to you."

Yan Wenmo nodded, not quite understanding, but still made up his mind to stay away from Jiang Wenbai in the future, so as not to let this guy guess his thoughts. What's the difference between this and running naked in front of this guy? !

Although he was not happy that his formation had cost the lives of innocent people, this formation was still necessary. After all, the Bloodthirsty Hall was not very strong. If he did not spend more time on the formation, it would only be filled with human lives.

But compared to using human lives, using formations is more in line with her style. As for the innocent mortals who died tragically in the formation, she can only express her sincere apologies.

Because she herself didn't know how lethal this formation was, it was impossible for her to break into it. Therefore, she could only let those innocent souls who died suffer.

Perhaps, he could modify the formation so that mortals could pass through unimpeded, while the demon cultivators could stay in the local area and avoid having to take a long detour or even go through a lot of trouble.

However, let's talk about this matter later. After all, the most important thing now is the deployment of formations in other places.

Just as Yan Wenmo was considering where to set up the next formation, Gu Hansheng suddenly asked inexplicably:

"You think that God shouldn't use benefits as bait to lure mortals to their own deaths just because they want something, right?!"

As he spoke, Gu Hansheng looked at Yan Wenmo and couldn't help but ask:

"But have you ever thought about why gods need to satisfy the needs of mortals?! Are gods born to satisfy the wishes of mortals?! Is it possible that if gods don't satisfy the wishes of mortals, they shouldn't exist?!"

Yan Wenmo looked at Gu Hansheng, saw his serious expression, and after a moment's silence, he asked:

"Of course this is possible, but how can I put it? A god who protects mortals will definitely receive more respect and incense than a god who does nothing."

Gu Hansheng was confused by her question and said:

"What does this have to do with my doubts?! Are gods born to satisfy human desires?!"

Yan Wenmo looked at his puzzled expression, thought for a while, and then spoke:

"Although they are both gods, those who satisfy human wishes are always more popular than those who are indifferent to humans. Gods may not satisfy human wishes, but this does not mean that they can play with mortals' lives at will, or even lure mortals to their deaths. This is immoral."

Therefore, what made her angry was not that God did not meet human wishes, nor that God was indifferent to human prayers, but God’s casual attitude towards human beings and their indifference to human life.

Gu Hansheng remained silent. He looked at Yan Wenmo for a long time before continuing to ask:

"Then what do you think God should do?! If he is betrayed by his believers, if his faith collapses, if there is nothing God cares about in this world anymore, then does the life and death of mortals matter to God?!"

This question was too heavy, or too serious, so Yan Wenmo felt that he needed to answer it properly.

"So, you think that God's power comes from the worship and respect of others, not from your own heart?!"

Inexplicably, Yan Wenmo looked at Gu Hansheng and asked this question. She pointed at her chest, looked at him seriously, and asked:

"You think that God should fall, become disappointed, become hopeless, and even feel that he has taken the wrong path because of the betrayal, blasphemy, and disdain of mortals, right?!"

"Is not it?!"

Gu Han looked at Yan Wenmo with all his might, and couldn't help but questioned angrily:

"A god that no one worships or believes in, does he still have a need to exist?! A god that cannot protect the people he cares about, does he still have the responsibility to protect the world?! A god who has lost everything, why would he care about the lives of the people?!"

He seemed to be trapped in a strange paradox, unable to get out, or unwilling to get out. Yan Wenmo looked at him in silence, then raised his eyes again and spoke sincerely and firmly:

"I am a mortal, I don't know what God would do?! But I know that if the faith and determination are strong enough, they can't be shaken by external things."

As she spoke, she looked at Gu Hansheng with no trace of retreat or timidity in her eyes, and said firmly:

"There are many ordinary people in this world who, even if they lose everything, will try their best to realize their beliefs. I think there are many such people."

When she said this, her eyes sparkled like the stars in the sky, so proud and proud, as if she also had a share in this honor. She continued:

"They have soldiers who are willing to sacrifice their entire clan to bring peace to the country, doctors who work hard to develop drugs to treat diseases when their relatives die of illness, and many people who still persist. They have never given up, and have never thought about giving up. They may have failed countless times, but they still persist because they firmly believe that it is all worth it."

As she spoke, she looked at Gu Hansheng and asked seriously:

"If ordinary people can do this, as gods, you should be more resolute. The effort of ordinary people is to prevent their regrets from becoming the regrets of others, so gods cannot abandon the common people just because of their own regrets. This is not the behavior of a brave person, but the behavior of a coward."

She said it with great force, and it was obvious that she thought so too. Gu Hansheng finally realized that his Qingshuang seemed to never come back, and he finally understood why Yan Wenmo resisted his closeness.

They are two different people, even if they have the same soul, they are still different.

Just like the words she said without hesitation now, the cowardly words and the unthinking admiration she had back then, both declared the difference between her and Yan Qingshuang.

He couldn't find the person he was looking for, but what did he do wrong? Why is it so difficult to just want to get back the past?

This debate about gods and mortals finally ended with Yan Wenmo's word "coward". After setting up formations around the Bloodthirsty Hall, Yan Wenmo returned to the Hall and continued to busy himself with some trivial matters.

Since the Bloodthirsty Hall is surrounded by formations to protect it, the next step is to expand the territory to other places. After all, as time goes by, the Demon Lord will come.

I don’t know if what I said today irritated Gu Hansheng. Anyway, surprisingly, he didn’t come into my dream. This also allowed Yan Wenmo to have the only good sleep in the past half month.

It would be better if she didn't come. She had no preference for entering other people's dreams, and she felt more disgusted. Now that she could have a peaceful sleep, it was naturally great.

When Yan Wenmo woke up, it was already noon the next day. She slowly opened the door and saw Gu Hansheng standing at the door with a complicated expression.

What on earth does this guy want to do?! What does it mean to stay by your own door?! What does he want to do?!

Gu Hansheng didn't say anything, but just looked at Yan Wenmo without saying a word. He didn't sleep all night, thinking about what Yan Wenmo said.

He thought about his past with Yan Qingshuang, about her words about not letting your regrets become other people's regrets, and about her words about being a coward without hesitation.

He thought of his former ambitions and beliefs, his pride and pride, and felt that the person in front of him seemed to have seen through his rusty heart a long time ago.