Meng 49 sword

Chapter 245

What is Tao, Meng Qiqi can't answer Ji Yuetang, because everyone's Tao is different.The monks often say that they want to pursue the Dao, but in Meng Qiqi's view, this Dao is extremely illusory and indescribable.

So he asked Ji Yuetang back: "What is your way?"

"My way..." Ji Yuetang murmured, he subconsciously hugged Tang Pozi in his hand, as if he was deep in thought.In the end, he raised his head in a ignorant manner like a child, and said, "Actually, I don't know what way I want to seek, so I have been studying."

He began to murmur, "I don't know what's going on, I feel like I've lost something important, so that my heart is always empty, and I don't know what to do. So I always want to get it back, I I have been looking for it, and I have read many books, but the books did not tell me the answer... Later I thought about it carefully, maybe what I have been looking for is the meaning of my life in this world.”

Meng Qiqi listened patiently to what he had to say, raised her eyebrows, and asked, "You want to say, in this troubled world, it's just a handy thing in the process of your search?"

Ji Yuetang smiled, her attitude was still lukewarm, "I know you are annoyed, you will be annoyed, this is human nature. But the winner is the king, and the loser is the bandit, you don't have the talent like Yao Guang to keep the prosperous world It’s not bad, so who’s to blame? I just experienced the feeling of being Yao Guang, and I thought I’d be able to understand him when I got to this position, but I didn’t realize it until now, and I still can’t.”

As Ji Yuetang said, a trace of distress gradually appeared in his eyes, and then he asked Meng Qiqi seriously: "You said, why did he kill me?"

Ji Yuetang's life is really full of all kinds of doubts, but what kind of problem is this now?

Meng Qiqi walked up to him and sat down generously, and said, "How about I ask you, why are you alive again?"

Ji Yuetang: "This... is this important?"

"Of course." Meng Qiqi said.

"Sorry, I can't answer that question for you. Because when I wake up, I'm me."

Ji Yuetang's answer was irrelevant to the question, and it sounded like a hidden secret.

Meng Qiqi couldn't penetrate it for a while, but wanted to take this opportunity to get more words out of his mouth, so he directly threw out his trump card, "Then do you know who is buried in the secret place of Yinshan Mountain?"

Ji Yuetang answered very frankly, with only one word - "I."

Meng Qiqi was slightly taken aback, she didn't expect him to admit it so easily, she couldn't help but narrowed her eyes slightly, and asked, "But your body is still there, who are you now?"

It is a very strange thing to discuss the body of a person who is clearly alive.

Ji Yuetang was not at all uncomfortable, and said: "Who knows, maybe I'm just a wisp of soul. You see, the emperor and Zhao Haiping tried many methods but couldn't kill me. It shows that my current body is really special."

Hearing what he said, Meng Qiqi almost believed it.But reason told him that he couldn't believe a single word that came out of this mouth.

But he still wanted to get words out of his mouth. Should he believe it or not?

Meng Qiqi thought over and over again, the turmoil of his thoughts would often make people dizzy, but luckily he is a person who likes to cut things quickly.Since you can't make a choice for a while, then don't care.

"You know my ultimate goal, I want to kill you." Meng Qiqi sat up straight, looking straight at Ji Yuetang with sharp eyes.

A trace of surprise flashed across Ji Yuetang's eyes, then he looked at him deeply, and suddenly said without thinking, "You are more and more like him."

Meng Qiqi: "Who?"

Ji Yuetang didn't answer. Suddenly, he put down Mrs. Tang, leaned forward to support the cashmere blanket, and stretched out his right hand towards Meng Qiqi's chest.

His movements were not fast, and Meng Qiqi could dodge them completely.He also did so subconsciously, but the moment he leaned back, he forced himself to sit up straight again.

Ji Yuetang's body didn't show the slightest trace of energy fluctuations, and his gaze was fixed on Meng Qiqi's chest, as if he didn't notice the movement he wanted to dodge.

Finally, his right hand rested on Meng Qiqi's chest, the small palm probably couldn't wrap Meng Qiqi's heart.

"Plop, plop..." His heart was beating vigorously, and Ji Yuetang couldn't help but feel a little bit of joy.Then the little hand went down and pressed on his ribs.

That was the first rib under the heart, and it was also where Xu Bai felt pain when he touched the barrier for the first time.

"Does it hurt?" Ji Yuetang asked softly, as if speaking more strongly would make Meng Qiqi recall those pains again.

"Why does it hurt?" Meng Qiqi's throat tightened.

He had a premonition that a truth was about to unfold in front of him, and he was excited and even more apprehensive.

Hearing this, Ji Yuetang revealed a trace of remembrance in his eyes. He withdrew his hand and covered the position of his rib, and murmured: "There used to be a rib here, but it's gone now, do you know why?"

After a pause, he asked himself and answered again: "Yao Guang was dying on the battlefield, he needed to live, so I broke off the rib closest to the heart and gave it to him."

Ji Yuetang's expression was both pained and relieved.He looked at Meng Qiqi, but seemed to be looking at another person through him, his eyes gradually turned red, and then tears fell.

"But he ended up killing me with this rib," he said.

He cried, then smiled suddenly, and said, "He killed me with his ribs, why?"

"Why did he do this?"

"Am I really not important to him at all?"

One drop after another of tears fell on Mrs. Tang, making a "sizzling" sound.

The pain and anger gradually overwhelmed the relief, and turned into invisible pressure, pressing on Meng Qiqi.Surrounded by such surging and full emotions, he couldn't help feeling breathless, like a drowning person, his mouth and nose were filled with the fishy smell of the water.

Meng Qiqi couldn't help clenching her fists to resist, took a deep breath, stared at Ji Yuetang with piercing eyes, leaned forward slightly to return the pressure, and asked, "Then who am I?"

"Am I really Yao Guang?"

Meng Qiqi's words were more serious than each sentence.

Ji Yuetang stopped crying, but asked back: "If you are not Yao Guang, who are you? If you are not Yao Guang, why are you participating in this competition? What does this world have to do with you?"

Meng Qiqi said in a deep voice, "I am a member of the world, and the world is naturally related to me."

Hearing this, Ji Yuetang looked at him deeply and didn't speak any more.His immature face was still stained with tears, his cheeks were slightly red, and he really looked like a cute young man.

But this was the most difficult opponent Meng Qiqi had ever encountered.

The two confront each other silently, there is no move, but there is a move to win.

After a long time, Ji Yuetang finally broke the silence and said: "I just said that you are more and more like him. If you and Chen Boyan join forces, maybe you can still achieve one or two of Yao Guang's back then."

Twelve out of ten is really pitifully small, but Meng Qiqiquan took it as a compliment to him, and said: "You probably haven't really known that Her Royal Highness, she may be more like him than me."

"Really." Ji Yuetang declined to comment.

"Yes, if she is willing to give up, she will gain something." Meng Qiqi smiled like Ji Yuetang, and said, "Yaoguang can abandon you for the sake of the world. But I will not abandon Chen Boyan for others, even if this It is impossible for other people to be the sum of trillions of people. This is the difference."

"Oh? But if you survived, everyone in the world would die."

"Then we shall die together."

Meng Qiqi's tone was relaxed, as if this really wasn't a question that required careful consideration.

Ji Yuetang liked this answer. In fact, he had never been stingy in admiring Meng Qiqi, even though Meng Qiqi wanted to kill him just like everyone else. "Don't worry, if one day you die, I will kill Chen Boyan and give it to you."

Meng Qiqi couldn't hold back, and rolled his eyes. How could he forget that this person in front of him is not someone who can play cards according to common sense.The yamen servants and clerks in the Shenjing Prison all called him a monster, which was very appropriate.

But Meng Qiqi thought about this question carefully, but felt that what Ji Yuetang said might not be unreasonable.If he dies alone, does he want Chen Boyan to die for him?Or live well?

That's a really bad question.

To make matters worse, Meng Qiqi actually preferred the former.He felt that his heart was a little broken, and he slowly embarked on a road that he didn't know where he was going as he grew up.

Original heart, original heart is hard to find.

"Do you remember what you were like back then?" he asked.

"What is that year? I have lived for so long, there are countless years, which one do you mean?"

"The time when you still called him brother Yaoguang."

"Have you seen it all?"

"Yes."

"I lost my memory. I forgot my identity. I have emotions and desires like a human being. He was the first person to appear after the village was destroyed. Maybe I should have eaten him back then, so there would be no Then there were so many stories."

Ji Yuetang's tone was a little regretful, since all the sincerity and falsehood were hidden in his eyes, making it impossible for people to find out.

Meng Qiqi was a little startled, no, he should have thought of it a long time ago - the people in that village were all killed by Ji Yuetang, maybe it was used to fill up the energy he needed for his transformation.

He killed everyone, but he also fell there because of the hasty transformation, and was picked up by Yao Guang.

This story really shouldn't have started.

Ji Yuetang and Yao Guang, rather than summarizing them simply as friends or old enemies, it is better to say that they have created each other.

But Meng Qiqi was grateful for this story, because without them, there would be no future him and Chen Boyan.The Great Xia might not exist, the secret realm would not exist, and the stories that belonged to Meng Qiqi would no longer exist.

Thinking of this, Meng Qiqi couldn't help but put his hand on Xiujian's hilt, and said, "I thank you for creating Yaoguang. So in order to express my gratitude, why don't we have a sparring session? If you accidentally die Yes, I will bury you with the honor of an emperor."

"Your way of expressing gratitude is really unique." Ji Yuetang smiled unabated, and the tears just now had completely disappeared from his face.

"Where is it?" Meng Qiqi smiled, but Xiujian suddenly pulled out of its sheath, stabbing Ji Yuetang straight without warning.Faster than a sword is his spiritual consciousness, condensed into a cone, piercing into Ji Yuetang's brain almost the moment he thought of it.

But suddenly, a huge suction rushed towards Meng Qiqi.His consciousness seemed to have entered a bottomless black abyss, and then was pulled continuously down and down.

In a burst of tearing pain, Meng Qiqi found that she had fallen into the illusion of a certain memory again.

"Why...why?!" Ji Yuetang's blood-stained and flushed face appeared in Meng Qiqi's sight. He was lying powerlessly on top of countless corpses, with a bloody rib stuck in his chest, and Yao Guang , was pressing on Ji Yuetang's body, holding the rib with both hands, pinning him there firmly.

The strong smell of blood came over his face, and the scene of corpses piled up in a sea of ​​blood made Meng Qiqi a little unaccustomed because there were too many corpses here.In this huge sinkhole, corpses were stacked on top of each other, monsters were next to humans, and the blood that flowed out wet Meng Qiqi's shoes almost instantly.

But what surprised him the most was not these, but Yao Guang.

He was clearly in such pain that he was even crying, his back bent as if he had lost all his strength, and he was completely different from the majestic and imposing emperor through the ages in the legend.

"Yao Guang... Brother..." Ji Yuetang stared at him with wide eyes, unable to rest in peace until death.

But Yao Guang still held the rib tightly, as if if he let go of it, he would fall down.He was in such pain, as if a rib had been pierced in his heart.

He started to howl, and at that moment, Meng Qiqi seemed to see Yao Guang when he found Ji Yuetang killed by a monster in that village many years ago.

Now, the one who killed Ji Yuetang was himself.