Ning Zhishui sat in the front hall, looking at Lin Huaiyuan while drinking tea.
With the same face, he now looks like a cat with its claws retracted, but in a few years, he will reveal the ferocity of a beast.
Ning Zhishui thought of her previous life when she attacked Qingyuan Gate, first cutting off Lin Huaiyuan's hands and feet, then putting a sword across his neck and asking him why he betrayed his aunt.
Not to mention that my aunt didn't understand, even Ning Zhishui didn't understand. My aunt was so beautiful and her cultivation speed was not slow. Why would Lin Huaiyuan find a new love?
When the two of them were together, I don’t know how many people envied and jealous of him for having such good fortune.
At that time, Lin Huaiyuan just chuckled. He was on the verge of death, covered in blood and a little embarrassed, but his eyes were still cold, and there was no tenderness in his heart when he mentioned his old love.
"Everyone envies me for being favored by Ren Fei, but beauties all have their own temperaments. The more beautiful they are, the harder it is to please them. Zhishui, think about your aunt. Do you really think she has a good temper? I've been tolerating her for so many years, but not only has she not restrained herself, her temper has only gotten worse."
After hearing this, Ning Zhishui thrust his sword forward, leaving a bloody mark on his neck.
"This is ridiculous. You were the one who betrayed me, you were the one who murdered me for money, and you were the one who took advantage of me. But now that you've become the head of the sect with the bracelet, have you forgotten how you got everything? You're the perpetrator, and you're actually blaming the victim. Lin Huaiyuan, you're such a beast."
My aunt has a bad temper?
Was she in a bad mood on the first day?
He puts all the blame on the other person, who not only has done nothing wrong to him but has also been harmed by him. This kind of person is obviously cold-blooded and heartless.
His words made Ning Zhishui see through his true nature.
So she glanced at Shen Bingqing beside her and asked the two of them -
"Only one of you can survive. You get to choose who lives and who dies."
"Are you serious?" Shen Bingqing asked, staring at her intently. "You won't break your promise?"
"Um."
"He's alive." Shen Bingqing said.
She seemed to have used up all her strength, and after she finished speaking, she looked at Lin Huaiyuan, unable to hide the love in her eyes.
It seems that every time you look at it, it’s one less look.
Ning Zhishui looked at Lin Huaiyuan again, "What about you?"
Lin Huaiyuan remained expressionless, not even glancing at Shen Bingqing. "Hasn't she already chosen?"
Ning Zhishui smiled.
Shen Bingqing was stunned.
Lin Huaiyuan stood still, seemingly not caring at all about Shen Bingqing's pale face and the look in her eyes like broken jade.
"I knew it." Ning Zhishui said softly, "You don't love anyone else, you only love yourself."
Knowing that he admired young women, Lin Huaiyuan was also greedy for beauty like ordinary men when he was young, and he might really have some feelings for his aunt at that time.
But after a long time, once he got the beauty, he no longer had any desire for her and naturally became too lazy to "serve" the beauty with a bad temper.
It happened that Shen Bingqing came to his door at this time. Unlike the tempered Ren Fei, she was like a flower of eloquence. He didn't need to worry about her at all, and she took care of him in every possible way.
Perhaps this kind of affair seemed exciting and fresh, so the two fell in love with it and did it secretly behind my aunt's back for several years.
But the people around him come and go, and they can never enter his heart. For Lin Huaiyuan, the only one he loves the most is himself.
He betrayed Ren Fei because it was profitable at the moment. He didn't betray Shen Bingqing again just because there was no more tempting person. It doesn't prove that Shen Bingqing is his harbor.
Shen Bingqing was so shocked that her pupils were dilated and she stood there stiffly like a stone sculpture.
In front of her, Ning Zhishui killed Lin Huaiyuan.
There was disbelief in Lin Huaiyuan's eyes when his head fell to the ground, as if he had not expected Ning Zhishui to go back on his word.
Shen Bingqing shuddered at that moment, and then as if she had suddenly regained her voice, she burst into tears.
Ning Zhishui just watched her cry, and then asked her the same question -
"Why?"
Shen Bingqing cried enough before she smiled bitterly.
"Why else?"
Her eyes were filled with tears, and her eyes were red. "Ren Fei and I grew up together, but when we stand together, I will always be her foil. Men's eyes will only revolve around her, and I will never be there. I also want to convince myself: She is your friend, you can't do this... But I can't control the jealousy, it keeps growing in my heart, and I hate her more and more without realizing it."
Ning Zhishui tilted his head to look at her and suddenly asked, "Do you really love Lin Huaiyuan? Or is it because your aunt loves him that you want to snatch him away to prove that you are better than her?"
This one sentence left Shen Bingqing stunned.
She was confused for a moment, as if this was a question she had never considered before.
But her hesitation had already given Ning Zhishui the answer.
So Ning Zhishui threw the sword to her, leaving behind a sentence -
"Commit suicide and make amends."
After regaining consciousness, Ning Zhishui looked at Lin Huaiyuan who was drinking tea at the moment, and could always imagine what his head would look like after it fell to the ground.
Tsk, he was the most pleasing to the eye at that time!
Lin Huaiyuan took a sip of tea and suddenly met Ning Zhishui's gaze.
That look was emotionless and cold, as if I were some kind of trash.
Lin Huaiyuan choked on a mouthful of tea and his face turned red from coughing.
"Hey, slow down a bit, why are you in such a hurry?"
Ning Zhishui said with a smile.
"Zhishui, are you in a bad mood?" Lin Huaiyuan said gently, "Or are you a little scared because your family is not around?"
He always felt that something was wrong with Ning Zhishui today.
"I'm a little uncomfortable, but it doesn't matter. My aunt will be back tomorrow anyway." Ning Zhishui said, "By the way, my family has something going on these days, so my aunt probably won't be able to leave the house for the next three days. I can't take care of the shop, so I'll have to trouble you."
"No problem, but it will take three days?" Lin Huaiyuan's mind moved, "Why will it take so long?"
"Yes, I have some troublesome matters to deal with, and I can't leave for the moment." Ning Zhishui said, and then he uttered a sigh, "Oh, by the way, I just happen to have some questions about cultivation that I want to ask you. Can you wait for me? I'll go get the book. I put it in my room."
Lin Huaiyuan, who has always been gentle and polite, naturally would not refuse and agreed directly.
Ning Zhishui returned to his room, closed the door, took out his things swiftly, and began to make talismans.
Doesn't my aunt want evidence? Then show her the evidence.
Just now, Ning Zhishui suddenly thought of a talisman, which was just right for Lin Huaiyuan to use.
Lin Huaiyuan drank two cups of tea and was almost full before he waited for Ning Zhishui to come back.
Ning Zhishui picked up a book at random, pointed out a problem about cultivation in it, and asked Lin Huaiyuan for advice.
Lin Huaiyuan felt that this question was a bit too simple, but when he thought of Ning Zhishui's poor spiritual roots, he also expressed his understanding.
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