v5 Chapter 2: Have you used the complete medicine? (1/2)
”It's a pity that I didn't mean that, but it's nothing.”
Feng Ye looked at Zhu Shi and smiled freely.
The existence of Oniwu Tsuji Mumai has caused countless sufferings in this world, but he doesn't care about these, because even if there is no Mumai there, as long as there are people, there will be suffering.
War, chaos... these are inevitable.
After all, Wu Mian is just a trivial life in this world, maybe he has highlighted it a little bit, but in the long river of time, in Feng Ye's eyes, there is no essential difference from other lives.
In this world, the only person worthy of his praise is Ji Guoyuan.
”You seem to know a lot of the past.”
Zhu Shi converged his complicated gaze and looked at Feng Ye again, revealing a little bit of strangeness in his eyes.
She had personally experienced those hundreds of years ago, so it was just like yesterday, but Feng Ye also has a feeling as if she had seen it with her own eyes, which made her feel strange, because Feng Ye is not a ghost in her perception. , It should be impossible to live from hundreds of years ago to the present.
”I know everything.”
”The past, and the future.”
Feng Ye's calm narration seemed to be talking about trivial things.
”Buff!”
Yushiro stood next to Zhu Shi and finally couldn't help but retorted, and said to Zhu Shi, ”Master Zhu Shi, this guy has a mental problem, you still don't want to contact him.”
Zhu Shi frowned and looked at it: ”Yushiro! If you interrupt indiscriminately, you will go back by yourself!”
”...Ah, yes, Lord Pearl.”
Seeing that Ju Shi was a little angry, Yushiro suddenly narrowed his neck.
Zhu Shi looked at Feng Ye again, and apologized slightly: ”Sorry, this kid is really ignorant of etiquette. I apologize to you on his behalf.”
Although Yushiro still looked at Maple Ye with an unwelcome gaze, Zhu Shi's exchange of a few words here has confirmed that Maple Ye is definitely not an ordinary person.
Even if he wasn't the kind of strong man in the ghost killing team, he should be a very wise wise man.
Maybe she can get inspiration and help from Fengye.
Feng Ye looked at her, her eyes deep, as if she could see through all of her inner thoughts, and said with an easygoing expression: ”I know which medicine can destroy Wumai’s cells, and I also know which method can kill Guiwu Tsuji Wumai. .”
boom!
These two simple words are tantamount to thundering to Zhu Shi.
She really wanted to try to ask Feng Ye about these things, although she herself did not hold much hope, after all, she had studied for hundreds of years and had not made a poison with absolute certainty, but she has not asked about it yet, Feng Ye has She had already answered her question in advance, and the shock in her heart was almost no less than that of the scene where Ji Guoyuan defeated her without misfortune one by one.
”You...do you really know this?”
Zhu Shi could no longer remain calm, her voice trembling slightly.
She still didn't believe it.
”I know everything in this world.”
Feng Ye smiled, but then he withdrew his gaze, looked at the dim sky, and said: ”But I won't give this to you.”
”Why?”
Zhu Shi opened his eyes wide, and couldn't help saying: ”Since you know so much, then you should know that Wu Mier should not exist in this world, he should be eliminated!”
”That's just in your opinion.”
Feng Ye gently stretched out his hand, grabbed a handful of yellow sand from the ground, and then opened his hand to let the yellow sand fall from his fingers a little bit, saying: ”Every life is just a grain of yellow sand, and so is no misfortune. One of the yellow sand is a part of this piece of yellow sand. In your opinion, he should disappear, but in my opinion, it does not matter whether he disappears or exists.”
With such words in his mouth, Feng Ye also sighed in his heart. After all, his own mentality gradually changed from a mortal to a god.
If he was still weak and young a long time ago, he would definitely hate the existence of Wu Mier who did no evil and would kill him.
But now, let alone no misfortune, the whole world is nothing more than a handful of yellow sand in his palm to him. For a grain of yellow sand, he no longer has that kind of strong view of good and evil.