obsession

Chapter 8

The fast-running people turned into jogging when they ran near the monk, all of them looked very lively, and they might think there was something "fun".Even if a young man fell into the water due to inattentive running and became a drowned person, everyone insisted on seeing what the monk was doing, and the rainy day couldn't stop the glowing professionalism.

But the monk didn't care about their eyes, and continued to walk as if no one else was there, standing with his hands behind his back, his big sleeves dangling left and right, lazily as if he was basking in the sun, so leisurely.

What's more, stop and walk slowly with him, gradually forming a strong army.

After walking for a long time without seeing him stop, the people who walked slowly with him agreed that he was out of his mind, but this did not prevent them from finding it very interesting, after all, it is rare for so many people to walk in the rain.

People gradually felt bored and dispersed.

Because I was soaked by the rain, I hated that monk.

Most people just look away after thinking about it, it's their own voluntary, and they can't blame others.

But there are some people who still blame the monk even though they know it’s their fault. Maybe it’s because after being happy, they realize that their clothes and hair are soaked, so they should find something that can bear their emotions.

He stops in his tracks, his eyes wide open, and if you get close to him, you can see the emotion in his eyes gradually becoming serious.

He walked a few steps quickly, about three meters away from the river, squatted on the ground, and remained motionless for ten seconds.

The people around dispersed because of the rain, but one child was an exception.

That child has red lips and white teeth, delicate features, and a slight smile is very charming, and it is also very charming.

Within the scope of this world, in the eyes of grown-ups, there seems to be no troubles and no worries.

The little one squatted next to the monk, pouted his brows and frowned slightly, looked at the monk's bloody hand caught by the crab, and said suspiciously to the crab that was immobile under the weight of the fine stone, "It's doing this to you." , you still save? 】

The monk didn't raise his head, he stubbornly rescued the crab regardless of his injured right hand, and then he answered 【Reluctantly】

The villain buried his head in his knees and said sullenly [You monks are all so kind?Is it possible to disregard oneself when everything is difficult?Or no hesitation? 】The little hand poked there, and there were no fine stones of crabs.

The monk kept his posture still, looked at the eye-catching blood on his white hands, and shook them vigorously. 【How can you understand this way, little one. 】The newly emerging blood beads are very dazzling.

The monk glanced at the little man and continued to say [People can never be generalized. Of course, everyone is very kind, but helpless due to changes in the world, people have to keep up with the pace of the times. 】

Yes, people are kind.

Some people think that "bad" people barely keep up with the pace of the times because they don't give themselves a little time to breathe. Some people wonder why they work so hard?Wouldn't it be nice to stop and take a look at the scenery and take a break?Obviously, they are afraid, afraid of being overtaken by people behind, afraid of losing momentum and falling down when they stop. In fact, many "bad" people have no way out, and there is no time to prepare for themselves. They can only run desperately. , do everything, spare no effort.

There are also some people who think that there is no such thing as good or bad in people, good or evil is just a thought, how can people describe it as good or bad.

But the vast majority of people think that good and bad, bad and not bad, are problems between one thought, but the most important problem is to cultivate a kind spirit since childhood. If you go on an evil path, it will be difficult to turn back .

A small number of people think that who defines good and bad, good and evil?Some people may say that it is the classification of human beings all the time.But what if people were categorizing it wrong in the first place?

The little girl raised her head and looked at the monk with emotions that her peers could not understand. [Everyone is kind?Then why, I went to help the old lady, but she relied on the old to sell the old? 】

The monk was silent for a while, and then looked up at the sky. Although it was covered with dark clouds and made people feel irritable, he smiled slightly. [It’s just a small group of people. Most of this small group of people may have difficulties and have no choice. 】

The little girl lowered her eyes and smiled lightly, her little hands tugged at the monk's loose sleeves and asked [When I went to play, someone fell beside me and dragged me and yelled at the top of my throat, this little girl wanted to run away after beating someone...]

The little monk pulled the corners of his mouth, his eyes soft. [Don't be afraid, such people are rare. 】

【Why is the world so unfair? 】

[It also depends on how the individual views such injustice. 】

[Why do bad guys live better than us? 】

[Perhaps we only see that they live much better than the average person, but we don't see the hardships behind them. 】

[Why have I been surrounded by loneliness since I was a child, and I was squeezed out everywhere in the end after doing good deeds. 】

【Why don't you live for yourself and do things according to your heart. 】

......

The little girl whose legs were numb slowly stood up, and said in a peaceful voice [Why, why...] The little girl lowered her head, and she could tell from the few words she said that seemed to be exhausted. , She is enduring, enduring emotions that are difficult to control.

[Why do relatives who I regard as life abandon me?No one to keep him, not even a look at him? 】

The little girl was calm, but her thin body trembled slightly.

Obviously, she has controlled her emotions, maybe she is used to it, so at her young age, she was able to control emotions that even some people who have lived most of their lives cannot control.

[But there is something unspeakable?Or just better protect you? 】The little monk thought for a moment.

The little girl smiled and waved goodbye.

……

The video played by the system in her mind was like a lullaby, making her fall asleep with forgetfulness.

The bright moonlight poured down, and the two people on the bed embraced each other to sleep, and the years were peaceful.

morning.

Yun Xu fell into a drowsy sleep, and his face was almost deformed by the harsh siren that suddenly appeared in his head, "What's the matter?" He talked in his heart.

"Host, you are in danger now, please release it as soon as possible." The system gave a serious look.

Upon hearing this, Yun Xu opened her eyes, which were still closed, and found that she was lying on the ground. She stood up and looked at the basement as if nothing had happened. Seeing the blood stains on the place where she just lay, she felt a little sick.

At first glance, this basement is not something that idlers can enter at will, she really flattered herself.

What happened now, she was not surprised at all, but a little regretful, this short-lived warmth.

Sigh, the heavy iron door was pushed open.

Three people walked in, the leader was Bai Yan.

"Yunxu, how long have you known?"

The familiar tone still fascinated me so much, "It's a bit cold on the ground." Yun Xu seemed to answer but didn't answer.

"You are now a prisoner." Bai Yan used a report tone.

"Well, what do you want?" Yun Xu didn't look at her, she was afraid that she would expect too much again.