Death from which there is no escape (XIV) He did not answer. …
Maybe I did show some sincerity during our time together.
So when he held the knife against my heart, I felt that his gaze was colder than the blade, sharp and hurtful.
He said I was a dragon demon and he wanted to enforce justice on behalf of heaven.
…
Lu Renjia in this life is somewhat special.
When he was five years old, the relationship between the demons and humans was at its most tense. The man-eating demons rushed into his home, slaughtered and ate his parents and younger brother, leaving only him, who was adopted by the abbot.
From then on, he and the demon clan were sworn enemies.
The different growing environment has affected his personality. He is no longer as sunny as before, but has become rational, calm, and extreme.
He hated all monsters and was determined to kill them all in the world and restore a pure land to mankind.
Because he had such a strong murderous intention, the abbot delayed giving him ordination, so he could only be considered a nominal lay disciple.
That is why my spies did not find him when they checked the people for the first time.
The second time we searched temples, Taoist temples, and nunneries, we still couldn't find him.
Until I met him.
Perhaps this is the attraction between two awakened people.
But I don’t know whether the difference in status between him and me this time was caused by the world consciousness, which placed me on the opposite side of him.
The world's will has always disliked him, but because of me, it dared not take action against him.
I suspect that the world consciousness did something wrong.
I asked world consciousness about this.
The world consciousness does not lie, it confesses to me.
In its mind, I wanted to go against the plot and save Lu Renjia because he is of the same race as me.
So in this life, I am a demon and he is a human.
Those who are not of my race must have different hearts.
I would never protect a foreign race.
I was amused by the stupidity of world consciousness.
Seeing that I didn't seem to intend to kill Lu Renjia, the world consciousness began to convey its anger to me.
It was puzzled.
[You are the protagonist of the world, why do you want to protect a passerby? ]
[He only appeared once in the plot.]
I want to ask it, in its eyes, other than the characters in the plot, are other people not considered human?
Are those who breathe the same air as me and grow up under the same blue sky not considered human beings?
If everything only revolves around the development of the plot and serves the plot, can this dull and boring world really successfully enter maturity?
I wanted to ask, but in the end I felt there was nothing to say.
Some words just don't make sense to the world consciousness.
It is not a person, it is just a consciousness that wants the world to survive.
It is like a god in mythology, using humans as chess pieces, manipulating them at will, hoping to make the story reach its expected ending.
But it is not a god, and I am not a chess piece.
So in the face of a world consciousness that was constantly emitting anger but actually wouldn't listen to anything, I just smiled.
“Because he’s funny.”
"He sure is quite interesting, isn't he?"
Under the big tree in summer, I have a dialogue with world consciousness.
In other words, it is my unilateral output.
The world consciousness and I are like two debaters covering our ears. We don't want to listen to each other's response, but only want to express our own ideas.
The world consciousness became more and more violent, and it wanted to kill Lu Renjia again——
No, its murderous intent towards Lu Renjia never stopped.
I tapped my neck and looked at the blue sky through the emerald leaves illuminated by the sunlight.
I want to protect him.
"You can't stop me."
The world consciousness was like a deflated ball, having lost its momentum.
Coming out of my previous emotions, I subconsciously looked to the right.
There is lush vegetation, and shrubs, rockery, and sycamore trees shade each other, forming a patch of deep and light green.
I frowned.
Is it an illusion?
Why did it feel like... there was someone there just now?
But if there is someone, the world consciousness will not fail to feel it.
The conversation I just had with the world consciousness was out loud. If these conversations were heard by ordinary people, it would not be of any benefit to the world consciousness.
Maybe it's really an illusion?
…
It was not until the knife of breaking precepts was pressed against my heart that I realized that day was not an illusion.
Lu Renjia mistakenly entered the scene of my conversation with the world consciousness, and his brain was invaded by the world consciousness.
The world consciousness cannot control individuals, but it can restore Lu Renjia's memory.
Memories from the first life.
The world consciousness has been stupid for so many generations, and finally it made a good move.
Unfortunately, I was the one it tricked.
Lu Renjia, who took in the memories of his previous twenty-nine lives in one breath, naturally discovered that this world has a predetermined script and destiny, and is in constant reincarnation.
As a passerby, his fate as written by the plot is death.
In this life, he has been trying to fight against the demons and change the fate of the human race. However, after receiving the memories, he discovered that the fate of the world cannot be changed by his own power.
His lifelong pursuit suddenly became empty talk.
He went from being the protagonist of his own play to being a passerby in someone else's script.
However, what was even worse was that the people he thought were his best friends, confidants, enemies, and benefactors—were just acting.
From his perspective, he was played around. Sometimes I was very close to him, and sometimes I watched him die coldly, just like watching an interesting toy.
All those destinies, instant hits, and shared interests are inseparable from calculation.
His collapse was natural.
I was unaware of his emotions as the knife was pressed against my heart.
His cup of medicinal wine left me with no strength left. I could only try to convince him not to stab the knife into my heart.
In the end, my words "The world will be in chaos without me" successfully made him stop.
He said, "Well, let's see if the world will really be in chaos without you."
The restart of our world cannot be considered a true reincarnation.
No matter how many times it restarts, everyone's soul and self remain unchanged.
He is who he is.
Even if you know the truth about the world, you are still willing to show your softest side to the innocent people of the world.
So he put away his sword and took off the Buddhist beads wrapped around his left wrist.
The world consciousness in my mind is still urging me to accumulate strength and find an opportunity to kill with one blow.
I ignored it and let Lu Renjia lower his head, grab my hands, put them behind my back, and tie them up with Buddhist beads.
This posture is so close that it looks like a hug.
I looked up at him.
He had a pair of very beautiful eyes. I remembered them for a long time, as long as thirty lifetimes.
He noticed my gaze, looked at me, and then looked away the moment our eyes met.
He reached behind my head, untied my hairband, and covered my eyes with it.
This posture seems a little strange.
I joked, "Master, you did that, I thought you wanted to kiss me."
The wind blows the leaves.
The leaves rustle.
He didn't answer.
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