Chapter 588 God Wants to Kill Me
After hearing what Zhuomu said, Jiang Ci was certain that he joined Guimen in order to salvage corpses.
"To be honest, sir, my last name is Jiang, and I am..."
Before she finished speaking, Zhuo Mu looked her up and down in surprise, "Surname Jiang?"
"Ginger what?"
"Jiang Ci."
"Jiang Ci?!" Zhuo Mu was shocked: "Are you Jiang Ci, the national teacher of Xuanyuan country for thousands of years?"
Jiang Ci was slightly surprised: "Mr. Zhuo knows me?"
"It's more than just knowing each other. I've heard of him before." Zhuo Mu said this with an angry expression, "Go away. I don't want to talk to a lunatic like you!"
He turned and went into the house.
With a bang, the door closed.
Jiang Ci was disappointed.
"Mr. Zhuo, please open the door."
She called out several times but there was no response.
"If you don't open the door, I'll go in by myself." Jiang Ci jumped over the wall and jumped into the garden.
"You black-hearted national master, if you dare to come over, I will fight you to the death!" Zhuo Mu rushed out of the house holding a kitchen knife, his face full of anger and vigilance.
Jiang Ci paused, his expression calm: "You have seen their souls, right?"
Zhuo Mu said angrily, "Yes! I have seen their souls. Because of you, the black-hearted national teacher, so many people have been displaced, lost their homes and loved ones, and even died and could not rest in peace. If the sect leader had not invited me, their bones would still be buried deep under the mud!"
"How dare you look for me now? What do you want to do? I will never tell you where their bodies are buried!"
"Forget about it. Get out of here, get out of here!"
Zhuomu was particularly hostile to her.
Jiang Ci could understand his feelings. After all, so many people were killed and injured back then, and Zhuo Mu had to fish out the bones one by one with his bare hands to bring them back to the light of day. The shock he felt was something others could not understand.
"Mr. Zhuo, I know that I have committed a serious sin, and I have never thought of escaping. This time I came to you just to ask you something, and I won't embarrass you. If you don't want to talk to me, I will leave immediately?"
Zhuomu had always thought that she was the kind of bad woman who would do anything to achieve her goals, but now seeing her humble appearance, he couldn't help but ask the doubts in his heart.
"I'm really curious. Why did you cut off the country's destiny and kill so many people when the country was peaceful and prosperous?"
Jiang Ci lowered his eyes: "In order to save more people, I can only sacrifice the lives of a few people."
Zhuo Mu didn't understand: "But what you are doing is wrong. Aren't the lives of a few people worth cherishing? Why do you decide their life and death?"
Jiang Ci was silent.
He was right. She had no right to decide the fate of others. Her self-righteous salvation of future generations led to the destruction of a prosperous country.
The master asked her to be compassionate, but her hands were covered in blood.
Zhuo Mu gradually let down his guard, put down the kitchen knife, and made a gesture to her, "You should not be that cold-blooded and heartless person, sit down and talk."
Jiang Ci sat down silently.
Zhuomu poured her a glass of honey water.
Jiang Ci drank it all in one gulp, and it seemed as if he had lost his sense of taste in his mouth, and could not feel any taste at all.
"Tell me, what do you want to see me for?" Zhuomu asked.
Jiang Ci: "I want to know how Ci Xin is doing."
"You are talking about the Sect Master, right?"
"Um."
"The Sect Master is a very kind person. You see, all the food, shelter and things I use are provided by the Sect Master." Zhuo Mu mentioned Ci Xin with a full sense of pride. "Everyone in the world says that the Ghost Gate is mysterious and scary, but it's actually not as evil as outsiders say."
"Although the sect leader doesn't like to talk, he is very kind to me."
Jiang Ci glanced at him.
Dealing with corpses and bones all year round, the negative energy in his body is so heavy that it cannot be concealed even under the sun.
Ci Xin gave Zhuomu the most generous retirement conditions, which could be considered as a reward for retrieving his corpse.
Zhuomu paused and said, "Guess why I know you?"
Jiang Ci said: "It was the souls of the Xuanyuan people who revealed it to you."
"They have talked about you. Some hate you, while others praise you. They said that before you turned bad, you were a good state teacher who served the country and the people. They don't understand why you suddenly changed." Zhuo Mu said, "The first time I heard your name was when the sect leader said it."
"What did he say?"
"He said that a national teacher named Jiang Ci cut off the country's destiny and destroyed Xuanyuan Country..."
Jiang Ci smiled bitterly: "He must hate me very much."
Zhuo Mu shook his head: "Hate you? But every time the Sect Master talks about you, there is no hatred on his face."
"He said he never understood why you did this, until one day he realized that it was not you who did this, but that this thing was going to happen anyway. Even if you hadn't been there, there would have been another person who destroyed Xuanyuan Country."
Jiang Ci's expression changed: "Did he really say that?"
Zhuo Mu nodded: "Yes, I asked the Sect Master why this must happen."
"He only said one sentence, 'It is Heaven's will to destroy Xuanyuan, not the fault of war'..."
"It is Heaven's will to destroy Xuanyuan, not due to war's fault." Jiang Ci seemed to chew on these words, his expression becoming more and more ugly.
At that time, she suddenly calculated that the destiny of the human race would change, and after Xuanyuan, the human race would wither and eventually become extinct.
When she thought about what she had experienced in the past few days, her heart sank a little.
It is the immortal land that wants to plunder the fortune of the human race, which is why the human race is dying out and becoming extinct.
After she cut off Xuanyuan's national destiny, the human race's qi was shaken and the immortal land was unable to take action.
And now, the battle for the immortal land is about to break out, and there will definitely be immortals coming down in large numbers to plunder the fortune of the human race.
What should she do if history repeats itself?
Jiang Ci’s expression became increasingly ugly.
Seeing that she hadn't spoken for a long time, Zhuo Mu had to say, "The Sect Master has suffered a lot these years. He has been rescuing the souls of Xuanyuan's people, finding their bodies one by one and burying them properly."
"When was the last time you saw him?" Jiang Ci asked.
Zhuo Mu thought for a moment, "The last time was about three years ago. At that time, I was physically unable to work anymore and had to retire. The Sect Master personally sent me back."
"Yes, I have this."
He took out his cell phone, opened the album and showed her a photo.
The photo shows a tall but thin figure.
Jiang Ci recognized at a glance that the person behind the back was Bo Hanzhou.
"I knew I would never see the Sect Master again in this lifetime, so I secretly took a picture of his back when he left." Zhuo Mu sighed.
Jiang Ci asked him for the photo and copied it to his mobile phone.
Looking at the thin and lonely figure in the photo.
Her heart felt as if it was being squeezed by a huge hand, causing her to feel suffocated.
"He keeps searching for the people of Xuanyuan day after day, year after year, and buries them one by one."
"yes."
"It turns out that he has had a harder time these years than I thought."
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