At this stage when he is not strong enough, passivity will always be synonymous with Xu!
"Naughty fate!"
Xu Xiaoshou scoffed, but did not give up. He raised his eyes and said, "You said you would not force me to make a choice."
The storyteller on one side laughed when he heard it, and then he opened his mouth and spoke.
The masked man stretched out his hand to stop him, and said calmly: "I never break my trust, but Wen Ming, you have to think clearly, do you really want to run away?"
"ha?"
The storyteller suddenly became anxious.
This is a young man that he has spent a lot of money on but has not yet caught.
Brother, do you mean to let go?
"No."
"he's mine!"
Storytellers fiercely defend their sovereignty.
The masked man turned and glared at him.
The latter's stretched neck shrank and became silent.
hateful……
Sure enough, you still can’t stick to three sentences?
Wen Ming is mine!!!
Xu Xiaoshou ignored the guy, only looked at the masked man and said decisively: "That's right, I don't want to go with you."
"Do you have a way out?" the masked man asked.
"have."
"where?"
Xu Xiaoshou turned around and looked behind him.
“The sky is big and the earth is big, where can’t we call home?”
"Do you really think so?" The masked man pressed closer.
"if not?"
Xu Xiaoshou shook his head, "If I really leave with you, I will really fall into the quagmire, right? Although I don't know what you saint slaves are going to do, but..."
He hesitated and couldn't continue.
The goal of the Holy Slave is very clear and ambitious.
Even if Xu Xiaoshou didn't know what it was specifically, he could still detect it from his repeated contact with the masked man.
If he really wants to join the gang, if nothing happens, he will face the entire Holy Temple.
How can this be?
Xu Xiaoshou had already decided when the masked man invited him for the first time.
Instead of joining the evil organization, it would be better to directly choose the Holy Temple, the number one force in the continent.
At least, there, I should still be considered bright!
The masked man showed disappointment in his eyes.
He seemed to have read through Xu Xiaoshou's thoughts.
"Look back."
Seeing Xu Xiaoshou looking up, the masked man pointed behind him and said, "Look over."
"What?"
Xu Xiaoshou hesitated and turned his head again.
At the end of the ravine behind you is the horizon of the White Cave.
Further up, there is the white cave space world that is about to be shattered.
"What did you see?" the masked man asked.
"Road, and hope." Xu Xiaoshou answered.
"Ah!"
The masked man couldn't help but smile: "Is that really so?"
"right."
Xu Xiaoshou nodded heavily.
"How big is the White Cave?" the masked man said again.
"It's big."
Xu Xiaoshou hesitated, "But it's also very small."
After all, in such a big white cave, it is really rare for me to always hit the wall!
"Yes, the White Cave is not big."
The masked man breathed a sigh of relief and continued to ask: "So, what did you encounter in the White Cave?"
"..."
Xu Xiaoshou couldn't speak at this time. He could vaguely sense that the masked man was trying to hide from him.
"Opportunity, hope, and the future."
Xu Xiaoshou was vague and then added: "If it weren't for you..."
"you are wrong!"
The masked man interrupted on the spot.
His shoulders were slightly stretched back, and his chest was obviously not raised, but in Xu Xiaoshou's view, he seemed to be several feet taller, and his momentum reached its peak with such a small movement.
"If I guess correctly, you encountered the famous sword in the white cave." The masked man asserted.
Xu Xiaoshou was dumbfounded.
Can he really notice it?
"The ultimate fire attribute, the power of embers... there is only the third most famous swordsman left, Yan Python, am I right?" The masked man smiled confidently.
Xu Xiaoshou felt that his throat was a little dry.
His famous sword has been recognized as its owner and placed in the Yuan Mansion.
How could a masked man still detect it?
"you……"
"You don't have to speak, I'll just speak."
The masked man interrupted Xu Xiaoshou again and said: "You met a famous sword, but this sword does not belong to your chance. It was given to you by someone else."
"If my guess is right, you should regret taking this sword now." The masked man smiled in his eyes.
Xu Xiaoshou: "..."
"The White Cave is so big, this is the opportunity you mentioned."
The masked man said clearly: "Alms from others... Sorry, I'm being harsh, I should say it's a gift!"
"I don't regret it." Xu Xiaoshou said.
"You're just a duck with a tough mouth."
The masked man smiled brightly and said again: "The last time I saw you, the power of Ember Light in your body was not so strong..."
"Jinzhao original species?"
Feeling the breath in Wen Ming's body, the masked man turned to look at the storyteller and asked: "You should also be able to feel the existence of this thing when you enter the white cave. If nothing else, will you go and fight for it?"
"Forehead……"
Cold sweat broke out on the storyteller's forehead.
He never told his brother about this matter...
But this can also be deduced?
"It's normal."
"For the dick."
The masked man couldn't stop smiling in his eyes, and looked at Xu Xiaoshou again, saying: "You took the original Jinzhao seed, and then you were attracted by the storyteller. Am I right?"
Xu Xiaoshou was a little panicked now.
He felt that this person with his head and face covered was worthy of being the leader of the Saint Slave.
This brain is so awesome!
It's as if I've been watching the world from God's perspective.
"The White Cave is so big. After wandering around twice, you got a famous sword and the original species of Jinzhao."
"Then you get sucked into two whirlpools."
"Do you regret it?"
Without waiting for Xu Xiaoshou's response, the masked man asked and answered himself: "I regret it."
"If you can throw away these two things in exchange for freedom, I think it's an acceptable thing..."
"Have you thought about it?"
"When you are most helpless."
Xu Xiaoshou remained silent.
Cenchov crossed his chest and watched.
He looked at the hesitant expression of the young man below and could sense the other person's true thoughts.
I guess you may not only have thought about it, but also regret it too late!
only……
Taking a sneak peek at the front seat, Cenchofu was a little surprised.
The last time the leader said so many words at once, it was the child he met in the ruins of that broken family.
Then, there were tears.
Is this Wen Ming worth it?
The masked man looked at Xu Xiaoshou who said nothing, and his voice deepened:
"The white cave is so big. When you look back, you can see the hope you mentioned - gain, but also loss!"
"It's ridiculous, isn't it?"
Xu Xiaoshou's heart trembled.
He already knew what the masked man wanted to do.
Opportunities, hopes, and the future...
The three directions I just mentioned, this guy actually wants to completely deny himself?
"I can control my future!" There was anger in Xu Xiaoshou's voice.
"Is that really true?"
The masked man looked disapproving, "Back to the question I asked you just now..."
"Look back."
He suddenly spoke in a commanding tone.
Xu Xiaoshou was determined not to look back.
How could he make the other party get what he wanted?
"woodcutter."
The masked man turned his head and looked at Cenchofu who was watching the show.
The latter held his forehead as if he had a headache.
"Really, do it yourself!"
The fingers on his waist trembled.
Xu Xiaoshou below was horrified to find that the scenery in front of him had completely changed.
What appeared in front of him, except for the three saint slaves who were still in their original positions, all the scenes that he could see had become scenes that he could only see after turning his head.
"Forced to turn back?"
Xu Xiaoshou was confused.
The next second, he suddenly woke up, and a turbulent wave surged in his heart.
No.
Not looking back.
But, has the world turned?
Looking at Cen Qiaofu with a horrified expression, Xu Xiaoshou felt helpless at this moment.
Cut the road...
Is this the way to kill?
How is it possible to turn the world around?!
"You see it."
The masked man spread his hands.
"In this little white cave, even if you don't want to look back, there are still people who can make people see everything you don't want to see."
"And the reality is that it is actually like this."
"What you dare not face is just the fear of the unknown that comes from deep in your soul."
"But, is it useful?"
"When you stand here, you are already in the center of the storm's vortex."
"No matter how determined, no matter how stubborn..."
"In the final analysis, it's just self-deception."
There was a hint of ridicule in the masked man's eyes, as if he was not only targeting Xu Xiaoshou, but also seeing himself.
"The gears of fate are moving forward step by step. Do you think you can stay out of it by covering your eyes?"
"wrong!"
"Doing this will only cause you to be crushed by the gears in numbness."
"Open your eyes and face reality!"
The masked man's tone was helpless: "You have already stood here..."
He pointed to the ground.
"My side."
…
Xu Xiaoshou felt his heart shaking.
If this was a speech, he could even give the masked man an eighty-two.
Even if he didn't want to admit it, Xu Xiaoshou really felt like he was enlightened at this moment.
The other person said it very implicitly.
But how could Xu Xiaoshou not hear it?
“After being involved in it, it’s difficult to stay out of it!”
There are all kinds of excuses, such as Sang Lao's compulsion, Hongyi's sniper attack, Caramel Sugar's love, the embarrassed saint's choice...
This is also true!
Even if there are various prerequisites in advance, the accomplished fact no longer matters the preconditions.
Even if it is passive.
At this moment, I have indeed stepped into the eyes of many people.
"Stay alone?"
For the first time, Xu Xiaoshou felt how ridiculous the choice he had made was!
In a situation where big bosses gather, do you still want to be alone?
Just because he wanted to be alone, he walked step by step from Sang Lao's plan to Hong Yi's sight, then entered the saint's chess game, and was later targeted by ghosts and beasts...
Think back and think about it.
All these accomplished facts are already telling me that I made the wrong choice!
"Deceiving yourself and others..."
To be honest, Xu Xiaoshou didn't want to face this word.
But the words of the masked man did reveal the bloody reality.
Choose to be alone.
In just this period of time, I have encountered so much.
If you keep persisting, can you still bear it?
Now all parties are interested in themselves.
But do you really have that potential, so that their patience can last until the time when you grow up?
Not so much...
Once one of the chains breaks.
They want to use something stronger.
This layer of gauze between fantasy and reality cannot even withstand a gentle poke.
"Vigil..."
Xu Xiaoshou thought of keeping vigil.
From the initial indulgence, to the tolerance after understanding one's own thoughts, to the incomplete break at this moment...
How long did this take?
If you persist, will it be a real breakup?
At that time, could I resist a real Zhandao attack with anger?
Staying vigil at night, will you be like letting a child run away, letting your own temper run wild?
"There are also ghost beasts and holy slaves..."
Xu Xiaoshou took a deep breath.
He kind of figured it out.
I am indeed too naive.
The White Cave is big, but also small.
The Holy Continent is large, but also very small.
He is barely a good chess piece at the moment and can play some role in the future, so the chess player will indulge his little temper.
But once the strength breaks through again, it reaches a certain critical point.
Can the other party tolerate this kind of willfulness again?
"Because it's almost time to lose control, so we have to take action and kill it in advance?"
"If you can't get it, destroy it?"
Xu Xiaoshou understands these people's thinking very well.
It's even very possible that the masked man in front of him thinks the same way.
So, in this cruel reality...
"Compromise?"
Xu Xiaoshou was a little shaken.
The masked man's words tore off the hand that covered his eyes.
Only after seeing the direction clearly did Xu Xiaoshou understand how difficult the road ahead was.
Compromise is really a good choice!
Take sides...
At least after standing in line, this difficult situation will no longer happen, right?
It’s nice to lean against a big tree to enjoy the shade.
If there are people behind you, even if you run out of cards in your hand, they will present dozens more card piles, right?
This is completely different from fighting alone.
No worries, just crush all the enemies in front of you.
Then……
Xu Xiaoshou's thoughts reached this point and he suddenly froze.
Then, what is it?
What is the purpose of doing this?
——In order to become a real chess piece?
The chill all over his body suddenly seeped out from the soul level, and Xu Xiaoshou was suddenly chilled through his body.
He thought of the firm belief he had when he stood up in the ancient book space.
"for freedom!"
And if you choose to compromise, is it still for freedom?
…
"you are wrong."
The masked man remained silent until Xu Xiaoshou's expression changed drastically, and then he intervened and said, "I know what you are worried about."
"But humans are not lonely animals."
"No matter how straight a person's path is, it will never be complete."
"At this moment, I am by your side."
"To you, I am the sky, an umbrella, and an irresistible force."
"But to me, you really have no value now. You are a dispensable chess piece."
"It's cruel, isn't it?"
The masked man smiled and said again: "But what about another angle?"
"tool!"
"Before you grow up, I am your tool. Just use it well. Why do you think so much?"
"The reason why human beings make progress is that they continue to use tools."
"Stone tools, firearms, spiritual weapons..."
"The physical body, the will, the spiritual essence..."
"Which step of growth and evolution is not utilizing so-called 'tools'?"
"All things can be tools, and people are also all things. They are not any more noble than plants, trees, flowers, and stones. Why can't they be used?"
"And why..."
The masked man spoke sharply, piercing the depths of his soul: "When you pick up a famous sword, you can focus on nothing, but when you use a human as a sword, you start worrying about gains and losses?"
Xu Xiaoshou felt like his head was buzzing, as if he had been pierced by a sword. The pain made him bow his back and curl up with his head in his arms.
The storyteller was a little surprised.
"Take it easy, take it easy..."
He looked at Xiao Wenming with worry.
The other party is just a child, he can't be so violent!
The masked man didn't take it seriously. He stretched his hand to the side and spread his four fingers.
"ha?"
Cenqiaofu looked at the hand in front of him and was stunned. What does it mean?
"My gourd." The masked man rolled his eyes.
"Oh oh."
Only then did Cenqiaofu react and complained: "Really, can't you just take your own things with you?"
As he spoke, he took out a small black gourd and patted it on the masked man's hand.
…
Xu Xiaoshou was speechless.
The masked man's sword power is too strong.
Just a few words made him feel like his soul was being torn apart.
But……
compromise?
Xu Xiaoshou really can’t do it!
If the belief in himself, freedom, and faith he insisted on collapsed, how could he continue to go all the way?
The masked man had his reasons.
But it’s unrealistic to put it on yourself!
I can’t even relate to it!
"well."
A low sigh echoed in the void.
The masked man put his hand to his neck, pulled up, and lifted the mask over his nose.
Xu Xiaoshou's expression was suddenly shocked.
In the picture transmitted by "Perception", wasn't the large scar on the other party's neck exactly like the sculptured man he saw in the Lingzang Pavilion?
Isn't it the unique mark on the sloppy uncle when he encountered the red dog that day?
this……
the same person?
Xu Xiaoshou's thoughts suddenly became confused.
The masked man's jawline is very strong, but his beard is unkempt and there are coagulated blood scabs, which makes him look messed up to the extreme.
He wiped his mouth, touched away the blood that had been spat out before, and then flicked the gourd stopper open with his fingers.
Suddenly there was a smell of strong alcohol in the air.
Very strong.
Very pungent.
Xu Xiaoshou was a little awakened by the sudden smell.
"Young people are always prone to getting into trouble!"
The masked man held the wine gourd and pointed it at his mouth. He was about to raise his head when something suddenly occurred to him.
"I have said enough, but I might as well add one more thing."
He put down his hands and looked up at the sky.
"White Cave, what color is it?"
The two people on one side couldn't help but raise their heads.
Xu Xiaoshou also recovered slightly from the pain in his soul and raised his head.
"Crimson..."
The three of them murmured at the same time.
There is no sun or moon in the White Cave World, but the sky is always crimson.
"Yes, Crimson."
The masked man sighed: "So, this world is not black and white, so how can it be absolute?"
"Right and wrong, good and evil, light and darkness, earth and sky..."
"These are just words that people give to things. How can we talk about the so-called absolute?"
"If this is the case, then are compromise and freedom really opposed?"
Xu Xiaoshou felt a thunderous explosion in his mind, and his thoughts were split apart.
These words are very familiar.
It's exactly what I told Vigil before.
However, the content that was used to excuse the vigil had a different flavor when it came from the mouth of the masked man?
"Ah!"
The masked man shook his head and chuckled.
"If the White Cave is broken, there will be Holy God Continent. If Holy God Continent is broken, will it really be the end of the world?"
"Not really!"
He pondered for a moment, as if talking to himself:
"You define the world subjectively, but you have to use the subjectively defined world to demand yourself. Isn't it ridiculous?"
"ridiculous!"
"Compromise and freedom are not a set of words that restrict each other."
"He is just a choice of your subjective consciousness."
"Just a 'choice'!"
"Seriously, it's just a 'choice'!"
"How do you see it? It comes from yourself..."
"That's all."
Seeing Wen Ming with endless confusion in his eyes, the masked man fell silent.
He wiped his mouth again, rubbed away the dry dead skin on his lips, and raised his head while holding the wine gourd.
The space shattered and the wind blew fiercely, making his black robe rustle all his life.