Someone always hinders my strategy

What is obsession?

When she heard Ying Qiushan say that she was possessed by a demon, the first thing Wanjia thought of was Zhen Ai, the Zhen Ai she met when she captured Fei Yi's first reincarnation.

Now that I think about it, it seems to be a long time ago, but in fact it is not that long, but it is because the time has been folded and folded due to multiple file readings, which made the originally short time twist and fold. Now that I think about it, it seems like a lifetime.

How many springs and autumns can there be in life, and how many times can it be repeated?Although it is convenient for the system to read files again and again, it will inevitably cause some burdens on Wanjiao. At least psychologically, he no longer feels respect for ordinary people who only have one life. care.

Can such a man really be considered a human being?

After breaking away from the survival instinct that human beings should value most, after life became cheap, many important things were abandoned by him. At this time, the last precious thing left became his obsession, even if this obsession The most fundamental reason for becoming an obsession has been forgotten by him.

Yes, why does he care so much about Zhen Ai?

Because the name is homonymous to true love?Or is it because the other party's love for him does not know where it came from?

No, it's not right, these are not the reasons why he really cares about Zhen Ai.

For a moment, Wan Yan thought of the pain of being pierced by sharp claws, and the way Zhen Ai looked at him at that time.

At that time, Zhen Ai was undoubtedly possessed.

Thousands of years of longing, thousands of years of waiting, thousands of years of not being able to ask for it, time and time again, watching everything pass by in my own hands.Everyone is forgetting, only I remember, such a burden, such pain, is simply not something that one person can bear.

And he cares about Zhen Ai, the fundamental reason is that the two are similar here.

However, under the guidance of Moxiu, Zhen Ai easily became enchanted.

But he was different, no one induced him, he just... suddenly couldn't think about it.

Sometimes people are like this. When they are screwed in one place, they can't get out. No matter how others tell the correct truth in their ears, they can't listen to it. It seems that everything is covered with a veil, even themselves. I can't even see it clearly.

Now that I think about it, I'm afraid he doesn't even know why Ying Qiushan said that he was possessed by demons. If there is an effect, there must be a cause. state, but what happened?

Before... what were you thinking?

Wan Yan felt that if he was possessed, it would definitely not be because of Zhen Ai. If it was because of him, he would have been possessed long ago, and he would not wait until this time to be speciously said so.

So, what did he go through before he became this mental state?

Seeing that Wanjiao was lost in thought, Ying Qiushan shook his head: "Go back to your room and think about it carefully, and come here to see your teacher again at Maoshi tomorrow."

Wan Yao nodded, turned around and went back to the house. At this moment, he felt that his soul seemed to have left his body. He was here, but not here, he was him, but he was not him.

He couldn't see clearly what he was obsessed with, couldn't figure out what he was suffering from, and couldn't guess what he was asking for extravagantly. He could only stare at the familiar roof of the room, lie on the bed, and didn't even do the usual practice. It just exists here purely.

Just kept his eyes open all night, thanks to the practitioner's body, he didn't feel sleepy.Before Maoshi arrived, Wan Yan consciously went to Yingqiushan's house. As soon as he entered, he saw Yingqiushan sitting in his usual place, wiping the long sword that had been with him for a long time.

It is clear that the magic weapon is not stained with dust, and it is meaningless to wipe it. If it were Wan Yao from before, he might have asked a question, but at this moment he just stood quietly, saying nothing, as if everything had nothing to do with him .

But if he didn't ask, Ying Qiushan would not stop talking, he did things for a reason: "Do you know why you wipe your sword for your master?"

Wan Yao shook his head cooperatively.

"Because it has been with me for a long time." There was a faint smile on the usually expressionless face, and even the eyes were dyed with tenderness. This is Ying Qiushan, who Wan Yao has never seen before. I feel very peaceful in my heart.”

Wan Yan didn't speak, he just looked at Ying Qiushan, not surprised by his rare look, just listened silently.

Ying Qiushan didn't care about his silence, anyway, he had taught Fei Yi for so many years, and Fei Yi was much quieter than Wan Yan when she was stupid.

"Qinghe, people living in this world will always have a lot of regrets, especially for cultivators." As usual in lectures, his voice has a soothing calmness, "Even cultivators live longer, and in the In this long period of time, it is inevitable that many things will be lost."

"Pain and regret due to loss is inevitable. This is the most basic emotion and human nature. Therefore, it is normal to have a gap in your heart. Therefore, monks are prone to encounter demons every time they make a major breakthrough. After the past, there will be a smooth road in the future, if you can’t pass, you will die, and you will be reduced to dry bones after years of practice... This is the world of cultivation.” Ying Qiushan glanced at Wanjiao, who had the same blank expression as before, and he didn’t care , he didn't expect this speech to have much effect, but it was better than saying nothing.

"Come out for a walk with me as a teacher." He walked out of the room, and Wan Yao followed behind him silently.

The residence of Yingqiu Mountain is on the top of Yanghe Mountain. Yanghe Mountain was made by him by using magic. However, even the formations set up to trap his disciples are so fragile that they only serve as a notification.

He was always reluctant to let his disciples suffer.

Especially in this life after the young disciple committed suicide.

Wan Yao didn't know that the Yingqiu Mountain standing in front of him now had gone through the time he had experienced before, and the impact of his suicide was greater than he imagined.

Ying Qiushan felt sorry for his disciple because he had lost him once.

He couldn't find the reason, he didn't understand why his well-behaved disciple chose to die, he didn't understand that everything was moving in a good direction, but he reached such an ending.

That was not what he wanted, and sacrificing another disciple for the sake of one disciple was never the ending he wanted.

So God had mercy, and he had another life.

He no longer pays too much attention to Fei Yi, who is naturally stupid because of Wanjiao's natural intelligence. He has to watch his little apprentice carefully, and cannot bear him to experience any event that may lead to his death, even in practice. , and didn't have any special requirements for him, and didn't cause him any pressure.

Qinghe here grew up in such a greenhouse-like environment.

But he has no memory of Wan Yao, no experience of Wan Yan... let alone his state of mind.

No matter how smart an ordinary child is, under the indulgence of such education, he will gradually rot, practice lazily, and look for shortcuts like pills when he breaks through—he never lacks resources anyway, and everything needs experience for others The treasures that can only be obtained are within his reach, and his talent has been worn down into mediocrity, and finally reduced to a joke.

Ying Qiushan knew that the little disciple was wronged, but he also didn't want him to go to the wandering mirror, so he locked him in the room and didn't let him out, but he didn't expect that when we met again, the little disciple would With such a big change, he even wondered if the little disciple was reborn like him, but the reborn little disciple was the one who committed suicide in the previous life.

Of course, it is also possible that he hurt the little disciple because he didn't trust him. He obviously hoped that this was the case, at least there was room for redemption.

He knew that the despair experienced by a young disciple who would choose to commit suicide was definitely not something he could restore with a few words.

Ying Qiushan didn't know why the little disciple in the previous life committed suicide, and he didn't know whether his words would be effective for the current little disciple. Everything he said was his own personal feelings. If he lived a new life, his cultivation would soon be improved. He has been promoted to the level of his previous life, and everyone is praising him for his talent and extraordinary potential, but he himself knows that he can no longer go any further.

He has demons.

The death of the little disciple in the previous life became his nightmare and his inner demon. He was afraid that the little disciple would follow the old path of the previous life, but what he did was leading the little disciple to another bad path. He knows his mistakes, but the more he knows, the more he doesn't know how to change. The more he watches the little disciple change, the more he becomes a root seed of demons.

He has long been unable to be as calm as he said.

Obviously, what he said was very clear, but it was just words, and even he couldn't convince himself, so how could he persuade Wanjiao?

What he fears is loss, but what Wan Yao is afraid of is something deeper, which cannot be expressed in words, or even recalled. The moment he thinks of it, he buries it deeply, because Wan Yao knows clearly , once he starts caring about what he fears, he's not who he is.

"What do you think of the scenery here?" Looking down from the top of the mountain, surrounded by clouds and mists, Yingqiu Mountain suddenly asked such a question. Even he himself didn't understand the meaning of asking this question, as if In boastful general, somewhat comical.

Wan Yan's answer was very dry: "What Master has done is naturally extremely beautiful."

Ying Qiushan answered quickly, as if the words hadn't passed through his mind: "Then if you do it, what kind of scenery do you think it will be?"

Wan Yao was silent for a long time, before he said softly: "Countless people come and go, all of them are just passers-by, but... anyway, it's lively."

Ying Qiushan didn't expect such an answer, he was stunned for a moment before asking: "...do you think this place is deserted?"

"No, I just think I will do this, it has nothing to do with preferences." Wanjiao's eyes were empty, "There are all kinds of things in the world, just look at them, with a sense of distance, watching people's joys and sorrows, I won't feel anything gone."

"Once you're stuck in it, it's hard to get out." Wan Yao lowered her eyes, "Even if you know it, everything is just a lie."

The author has something to say:

It feels like a chapter has been lost→→It’s not Re:talker who has watched too much

The logic of the protagonist’s language is somewhat confusing from a normal point of view, because what I wrote is that he is crazy (I feel like I am going crazy when I write about his psychology)

Whether the protagonist here is silent or careless, he is just escaping, escaping from the reasons for his true blackening, but there are some problems that cannot be solved without facing them directly, and the problems of ligers and tigers need to be solved first. Solve the protagonist's problem.

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