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Xie Jianhuan didn't tell the details of those secret feelings and injuries.He just described the cause and effect of the matter clearly in the shortest language without any emotional color.

No matter whether there is any difficulty, no matter whether it is involuntary or not, he and the demon clan behind him have already caused irreversible harm to Shen Budu, and he does not want to pretend to be pitiful to win any sympathy and forgiveness for himself.

Shen Budu didn't say anything after listening, he just asked him to back down, saying that he would give him an answer tomorrow.

Xie Jianhuan exited the room, closed the door and turned around, only to find Lu Danxu and Fang Shaojun standing there, looking at him with shocked and complicated expressions.

When Xie Jianhuan was in the room, he noticed that they hadn't left, but he didn't intend to hide this matter from the two juniors.After all...he was probably leaving soon.

"I'm sorry for hiding you from you before." Xie Jianhuan bowed slightly to the two, raised his head after a pause, and said calmly, "After I leave, Master will rely on you to accompany and take care of him. There is a long way to go, although your cultivation base is not low, but there are many strong people in the realm of cultivation, don't take it lightly, protect Master and protect yourself."

Fang Shaojun counted fiercely in his nasal cavity, and his eyes were already quietly red.

"After this incident, Master's mood will probably be low for a while." Xie Jianhuan looked at Lu Danxu, "You are the smartest and most eloquent, try to make him happy, let him forget these bad things as soon as possible... and people."

In fact, there are too many things I want to explain, but if I continue to talk, it seems like another hypocritical joke.So he nodded, and finally said "Treasure", and walked past the two to leave.

"Big Brother!"

Xie Jianhuan paused, but did not look back.

"Senior brother... No matter what your status is, in my heart, you will always be my senior brother." Fang Shaojun wiped his eyes heavily and said in a hoarse voice.

When he first entered the teacher's school, Xie Jianhuan really didn't like him. Even after the relationship eased, he still treated him indifferently, as if he didn't take him seriously as a junior.

But there are some things that can't just be seen on the surface.

Xie Jianhuan unreservedly answered their doubts about cultivation; in case of any danger, Xie Jianhuan would always block them and be the first to strike the sword.Xie Jianhuan sometimes went out to do missions, and he and the third junior brother would ask each other to help bring things. Every time Xie Jianhuan pretended not to hear it with a cold face, but when he came back, he would always throw them a package, which not only contained the items they needed, There will also be some local fresh gadgets or snacks...

Their elder brother always seemed indifferent and fierce, and always called them by their first names in a blunt manner, and never called them "junior brother" in a soft voice, as if there was only one master in their eyes.

But they all know that there is actually a place in the senior brother's heart, even if it is very small, it is filled with the word "junior brother".

Lu Danxu stepped forward and grabbed Xie Jianhuan's sleeve, and said in a nasal voice: "Elder brother, I always deliberately confronted you and made you angry, but I actually don't hate you at all... If you can come back , I, I will never be angry with you again!"

Xie Jianhuan didn't speak, and gently withdrew his sleeves, and left without looking back under the sad eyes of Fang and Lu.

In the room, Shen Budu gently closed his eyes listening to the suppressed sobbing outside the door.

-

In the middle of the night, there was a heavy rain, crackling on the edge of the eaves and windows, making it difficult for people to sleep.

But this night, few people could sleep well.

When the sky was getting dark, the rain gradually became lighter. The heavy rain all night washed away the gunpowder smoke and blood stains on the ground.

With a soft "creak", the door that had been closed for nearly twelve hours finally opened, and Lu Danxu and Fang Shaojun who had been guarding near the door immediately jumped up and surrounded them: "Master!"

Shen Budu let out a "hmm", with a calm expression: "Where's Xie Jianhuan?"

Fang Shaojun looked at his face and said nervously, "Yes, outside."

Shen Budu nodded, and went outside the house.

Lu Danxu looked at his back and asked anxiously in a low voice: "Second Senior Brother, do you think Master will forgive Senior Senior Brother?"

Fang Shaojun shook his head silently.

he does not know.

Although the master is the most soft-hearted, but this time it involves the century-old grievances and blood feuds between the Shen family and the demons, can they really let go so easily?

-

Shen Budu walked outside the house, and saw Xie Jianhuan standing under the eaves, looking at the rain curtain, wondering what he was thinking.Seeing him come out, Xie Jianhuan immediately stiffened and called "Master" in a low voice.

"Come with me." Shen Budu dropped a few words, and stepped into the early morning drizzle. Xie Jianhuan was taken aback, and immediately took a green oil-paper umbrella standing at the door, and strode out to chase it out, holding the umbrella on Shen Budu's shoulders. above.

He didn't know where Shen Budu was going, and he didn't dare to ask, so he could only silently follow him up a small hill.The slope is full of green, occasionally mixed with a few clusters of small lilac flowers, shaking their stamens and swaying in the rain.

Shen Budu walked to the highest point of the hillside and stopped.As far as the eye can see, you can see the mountains shrouded in mist and rain. When you lower your head slightly, you can see complete or dilapidated houses in the villages and towns, as well as people in coir raincoats and bamboo hats, busy building houses back and forth.

The light rain was pattering, and it didn't mean to stop for a moment.Xie Jianhuan's black clothes were almost completely drenched, but Shen Budu's whole body was clean without any trace of moisture.

"I have thought many times about what the demon race looks like." Shen Budu looked at the busy black spots under his feet and said.

"The demons have disappeared from this world for more than 300 years. Most people have never seen them with their own eyes, but they all have similar impressions of them—cruel, evil, bloodthirsty, and greedy." Shen Budu said, "Me too .”

Xie Jianhuan clenched his teeth, his heart throbbing with pain.

"If you are not greedy, you will not force other races to kneel down and become slaves in an attempt to dominate this world; if you are not cruel, you will not drive out all the lives that do not surrender, resulting in millions of dead bodies bleeding."

Demons are not human, so naturally they have no humanity; they are born bloodthirsty, cold-blooded and cruel, and take pleasure in it, which is the consensus of all.Shen Budu, as the last guardian of the stele, naturally vowed to fight to the death with the demons.

But fate always loves to joke, so he took in a demon apprentice.

That apprentice was not as bloodthirsty, brutal, or vicious as he imagined.On the contrary, he is calm, righteous, tenacious, and good-hearted. Even when he was haunted by evil spirits in the early years—or evil spirits, he always controlled himself not to hurt innocent people, and never let his hands get a trace of human blood. Blood.

Can such a demon race be considered a demon race?

Right and wrong, good and evil, good and evil, black and white, can it really be completely judged by just one person's background?

Shen Budu is not a vulgar person, he has made a decision in his heart long ago, even if the demons are the life and death enemies of his Shen ancestors, even if his biological parents died in the struggle against the invasion of the demons, he can still clearly understand understand a fact:

If the identity of the demon clan is removed, what did Xie Jianhuan do wrong?

He did nothing wrong, and even saved his own life.

What kind of person is Xie Jianhuan if the identity of the demon clan is removed?

This answer Shen Budu told the other party many years ago: "You are a very good child."

Now the child has grown up and has become a very good, very good man.

"For a few moments, I also thought about why I am a descendant of the Shen family?" Shen Budu laughed at himself, and calmly expressed the faint resentment he had bred in the dead of night, "Everyone, why am I the only one who has to take on the burden?" This responsibility, guarding a stone tablet in a lonely place until the end of time?"

No, he might not even reach the end of time, and his soul might be scattered in this world.

Shen Budu was born unrestrained and unrestrained, he loves freedom the most, the world is so big, full of wonders, he hasn't seen one percent of it, he has only lived for more than twenty years, yet he often has a ridiculous illusion that his life is coming to an end.

Like a sword hanging on the head, like a knife lying across the neck, no matter how heartless and free and easy a person is, he can't be completely indifferent.Although it is not to the point of tossing and turning and cannot sleep, but when dreaming back at midnight, there will be occasional palpitations in the heart, and there will be a faint sadness and desolation that no one knows and can't tell.

If he could choose his origin, would he really be able to embark on this path again without any selfishness or hesitation?

Shen Budu didn't dare to be sure.

Because he knows that he is not selfless, and he also has someone he loves, who he wants to accompany for a lifetime, and live for a long time.

"So like me, your origin is not something you can decide on your own." Shen Budu calmly said, "If what you said yesterday is completely true, then you really have nothing to do to me."

Xie Jianhuan was completely stunned.

He couldn't believe his ears at all, thinking that everything was a dream that he had fabricated in his heart—he didn't even dare to ask for Shen Budu's forgiveness, and how dare he imagine that the other party would say "you are actually right" talk! ?

"No..." He shook his head again and again, convicting himself in a panic, "The demons must have planned to send me here, and I personally stabbed you... If it wasn't for me, you probably wouldn't— "

"I know the situation at that time. I can't live without you." Shen Budu interrupted him, "But you saved my life, this is a fact."

"But the demons are definitely not kind!" Xie Jianhuan was almost incoherent, "You have also seen my appearance when I lost control, maybe that is my original face..."

Although one cannot be convicted based on one's background, a person's temperament is closely related to one's background. The cruel and bloodthirsty nature of the demons is hard to change. If Shen Budu forgave him today, what about the future?What if one day his demonic blood can no longer be sealed, and he completely returns to his original ugly appearance?

At that time, will Shen Budu be disappointed and injured again? ?

Shen Budu suddenly turned his head, looked into his painful eyes and asked, "Can't you decide what kind of person you will be?"

Xie Jianhuan's breath stagnates.

"It is said that the nature is hard to change, but the acquired environment can change or even reshape a person." Shen Budu frowned and said, "Let me ask you, how many years have you stayed in the demon clan, and how many years have you stayed by my side?"

Xie Jianhuan's mind was blank, and he was slow to answer. Shen Budu had already told him: "You have been with the Demon Race for five years, and you have been with me for nine years! Do you think that my influence on you is not as good as yours? Was it those years in the Demon Race?"

Xie Jianhuan shook his head subconsciously, as if some thoughts in his mind had quietly loosened.

"You were able to control the demonic energy in your body when you were a kid, but if you grow up to be this big, you will live more and more backwards?" Shen Budu scolded, "It's frightened to such a state just by being countered by the demonic energy once. The virtue of dying, that's how I usually teach you!?"

Xie Jianhuan pursed his lips and bowed his head, not daring to say a single word after being criticized, but the breathing between his chest and lungs gradually became smoother, and his desperate heart was quietly revived.

Shen Budu frowned, and said coldly: "Look up for me."

He looked at the young man in front of him and raised his head, but his eyes were still sad and guilty. He didn't dare to look directly at him, and said clearly: "Since I said that you didn't feel sorry for me, then you don't need to feel any more guilt towards me." .If you still can’t do it, then give me your life, don’t always think about dying for me, but live for me!—Can you do it?”

Xie Jianhuan's eyes were red, and he stared at him with shortness of breath, his lips trembling uncontrollably.

Shen Budu was dissatisfied: "I'm asking you, can you do it!?"

Xie Jianhuan took a deep breath, something sparkling in the corner of his eyes, he choked up and answered loudly and clearly: "Yes!"

Only then was Shen Budu satisfied, his expression slightly relaxed, he let out an "um" from his nose, turned around to look at the stacked distant mountains, and pretended not to see a tear dripping from the corner of the man's eyes.

After listening to the other person's breathing becoming a little more stable, he turned his head around again, stopped for a moment before he wanted to speak, stretched out his right hand, and lightly touched the position of Xie Jianhuan's left chest.

The young man was tall and tall, with straight shoulders and a broad chest. With a layer of black clothing and strong flesh, he couldn't imagine what the heart inside looked like.Is it healed, or is it still incomplete, and is it accompanied by an unspeakable torment with every leap?

Shen Budu rested his fingers weakly on it, as if he was afraid that with a little effort, it would bring more burden to that scarred heart.

After hesitating for a while, he still softly asked the question he wanted to ask last night:

"...Does it still hurt?"

The heart under the fingertips seemed to stagnate for a moment, and then accelerated violently, Shen Budu was slightly startled, Fang raised his head, and met Xie Jianhuan, who was full of tears, and behind the tears, he couldn't see clearly, but seemed to be hiding Eyes of endless burning intense emotion.

Xie Jianhuan threw away the blue oiled paper umbrella above his head.

In the breeze and drizzle, he opened his arms and hugged Shen Budu into his arms.