"If I have the ability, I have to save you. So, if you have money, can you give it to me?"
Of course he wouldn't want to! Why should he give his money to someone else? He's not stupid!
"Can't."
Mo Yan's lips twitched. "Then how can you make me feel obligated to save you?"
I was willing to save you because I'm a person who likes to do good deeds and accumulate merit.
I'm willing to help you out of kindness, but there's no truth to the idea that I have to sacrifice my own life to save you.
I'm not a moral person, so don't try to hold me hostage.
Whether I save you voluntarily or I am forced to save you are two different things.
For example, if you are in danger right now and ask for my help, I will help you.
"I'm not willing to help people who force me to help, or who think I'm wrong if I don't, you know?"
The others nodded quickly, nodding repeatedly.
Of course they knew that someone would save them when they were in danger, and they were overjoyed. But this aunt looked...not young. What if something happened to her while saving them? Wouldn't that be their fault?
"Auntie, don't listen to his nonsense. What he says doesn't represent us."
"Yes, yes, Auntie, if you have a chance, run away. Don't get trapped here like us."
"Auntie, we brought this upon ourselves by coming here to dance. If you can leave, please tell our parents that we know we were wrong."
Please also tell them not to be sad.
They were as excited and thrilled as they were before, and now they were just as terrified.
They will all have to pay the price for their youthful ignorance.
Mo Yan looked at those people. See? Although no one knows whether these people are telling the truth, at least they said it, and she was happy to hear it. Isn't that better than the others?
"Alright, your problem isn't serious. Just apologize to the person you made a mistake, ask them what they want, and remember, just apologize sincerely."
The most important thing is your classmate—no, wait, it's the ghost inside your classmate's body.
Mo Yan grabbed the ghost, threw it aside, and set up a barrier, letting He Ye go inside to fight her.
Then let them communicate with those ghosts themselves and find out what compensation they want.
Everything happened so fast that they could hardly believe it.
He Ye: "???"
"A ghost???"
The poor girl stood up and looked around. Good heavens, what was she doing? Was she dreaming?
The other students all remembered what they needed to buy.
Some wanted a complete set of books, some wanted a guzheng (a traditional Chinese zither), and some wanted records; in short, these were all minor matters.
As dawn approached, Mo Yan glanced at He Ye and said, "Hurry up, what are you doing?"
In the end, He Ye killed the ghost.
He himself was beaten to the point of near death, barely clinging to life. Mo Yan went over and gave him medicine, along with some medicinal wine for bruises and sprains. "You're already half-dead dealing with such a small monster. Are you sure you want to continue?"
"I'm sure!" He Ye nodded vigorously. If he was a little unsure before, he was now very sure of what he wanted and how to do it!
He was certain that he wanted to learn how to slay demons and monsters. "Master, I have never been able to find my direction before. With the money in my family, I don't need to worry about money. Even if I spend my whole life eating, drinking and having fun, I still won't spend it all."
I can't find the direction I want to take.
I don't want to go to work, I don't want to earn money, and I don't want to go to my family's company in Xicheng. Anyway, it's not like I can't just coast along. It wasn't until last time that I realized what I really want to do: I want to learn metaphysics from you.
Mo Yan: "..."
"Fine, whatever you want."
He Ye called an ambulance. Before they left, Mo Yan and He Ye reminded them, "When you apologize to someone, you must be sincere and genuinely want to apologize. Otherwise, you'll be unlucky for the rest of your life, the kind where you can't even drink water without getting stuck in your teeth."
After saying that, Mo Yan and He Ye left and continued walking forward.
This night was ordinary for Mo Yan, but for He Ye, it was the first time he had ever fought a ghost, a memory he would cherish for a lifetime.
He Ye studied diligently from then on and eventually became a great master, slaying demons and upholding justice. Only after his death did he realize... how amazing his master was.
Of course, that's a story for another time.
When the students got home, they told their parents what had happened. The parents were very worried. They had called the police because they couldn't find their children that night, but they couldn't find them even after searching for a long time. Hearing what their children said, they didn't dare to delay. They quickly prepared the necessary items and then took their children to apologize.
Those children who sincerely apologized had a few days of bad luck and then it was fine. Ding He didn't go at all; he didn't want to go. And from that day on, he had particularly bad luck. It rained when he went out, he would get water stuck in his teeth, and he would choke on his food...
When the others saw this, they immediately remembered what happened that night and kept their distance from him...
Mo Yan has been with He Ye for ten years.
Ten years later, Mo Yan helped He Ye become a top-tier figure.
Mo Yan then prepared to leave.
Before this, Mo Yan recorded a video and had it notarized, stating that she would donate all her money, keeping nothing for herself, and that all her funeral arrangements would be taken care of.
And there's also his apprentice, He Ye.
Mo Yan knows that some people are particularly shameless; who knows what they might do?
Mo Yan wasn't ready yet when she went back to attend Zhang Mingzhi's son's one-month celebration and was hugged by a little kid.
"Grandma, Grandma, don't you want me anymore? I'm your precious darling!"
Mo Yan's lips twitched. She talked about the little brat. Oh, this is the original owner's ungrateful grandson.
The original owner painstakingly raised him, only to have him turn his back on her without a second thought. He didn't acknowledge the original owner's grandmother at all and even thought that Zhang Mingxue and the others were right, and that the original owner was just freeloading at their house.
"Who are you? I don't know you."
Zhang Mingxue then walked over, heavily pregnant; oh, so she's pregnant with her second child.
"Mom, have you forgotten? This is your grandson."
The little brat looked at Mo Yan with a dark face and great displeasure.
Mo Yan: "???" That look in her eyes, is she reborn?
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