The Reincarnator Fails Miserably

"This is my memory, and it is also... the space he created. He knows where this is and who we are." Su Bai was extremely calm. He walked forward and looked directly at his other self: "He is I."

"I'm not you either, how could I be you?" Shura looked back coldly: "Look at your own appearance...it's so stupid that it makes people want to laugh."

"...Stupid?" Su Bai raised his eyes coldly: "If you are talking about actively seeking the power of the God's Key, then why not admit it?"

"Who said this? The stupidity I'm talking about is not here, but all you have done." Shura said softly: "You think this is a memory space, I am just an illusion based on the past, maybe There is a part of the remaining power, which is also based on the will of the Herrscher... You are wrong! I am not the incarnation of the will of the Herrscher, the sword of Shinmen Musashi killed the will of the Herrscher in your body, and left The one who came down...was me."

He said in a low voice: "I am your other side, the ghost in your heart."

Shura stared at Su Bai, and sneered: "Yeah, you won't believe it, how can you, a person with a broken soul, have such a thing, you must think so, but I have been watching, watching your Choose, what you do, from the moment you picked up the Ksitigarbha Yuhun, I will tell you that you can see everything clearly, and feel your true thoughts all the time."

He sneered: "It must be very easy for you. From a cold machine, a ruthless reincarnator has become like a human being. You can deceive yourself with some high-sounding reasons. There are no system tasks, but you do it alone Making a decision makes you feel good about yourself, but have you ever wondered where all your cruel, selfish, rational, ruthless thoughts have gone?"

"Normal people will have joys, sorrows, sorrows, life and death, pain and happiness. Any emotion has its corresponding opposite. Why can you be a good person from beginning to end instead of being an shameless bastard?"

"Because your essence is a bad person? Hahaha, is that right? Do you believe it? Do you deserve it!"

"Do you really care about the life and death of children? Do you not hesitate to shake the system of a world for this?"

"Do you really care about the cause and effect of the past? For this reason, even risking your life, you have to fight the heroic swordsman?"

"Are you really going to do it for a child who is less than ten years old? You foolishly rushed thousands of miles, tossed half to death, and almost shot a meteor on the spot?"

"It's unbelievable, but you did."

"But why? Have you ever wondered why?"

Su Bai was silent, he didn't know why, the recovery of emotions should have positive and negative effects, but he didn't seem to be disturbed by negative emotions, the choice was always straightforward, he really thought it was very good, but...why? ?

"Because, such a soul... is very beautiful."

Shura said sarcastically: "It's like a skinless ghost who wants a beautiful painted skin. Some people want you to be such a person, and some people are eager for someone's help, so you stretch out your hand, and you respond to their request." Plead, and find satisfaction in the process."

"From that moment on, you consciously began to choose your own soul components, rational, mature, free and easy, detached, correct... You put together a perfect enough side into a mask, wear it and feel good about yourself."

He raised the blade and pointed at the bell: "If it wasn't because you appeared free and easy and perfect, and your soul was beautiful and flawless, why did you save this girl in your memory? Don't you hate her? You shouldn't kill her Do you want to release the resentment in your heart? What kind of smile is it? It's too fake, too fake, too funny, and tears are about to fall from my laughing..."

Shura clutched his stomach and laughed wildly. He smiled, but red blood flowed from his eyes.

After a moment of silence, he said: "Obviously, you should be clear that Su Bai is not such a person at all... No matter how perfect a puzzle you put together, you will not be able to get the complete soul of the past, and you will not be able to get back to the beginning. Yourself! What you are doing now is just trying to make Su Bai a saint, but a reincarnated person cannot become a saint, you will fall halfway, and then let this pieced together soul be fragmented again! This flawless handicraft is too easy to break , there is no such perfection in the world!"

"Then what are you?" Su Bai was questioned, questioned, and mocked, and he asked back, "What are you?"

"I'm the garbage you discarded, a thing piled up from garbage, do you think your anger, your killing intent, your hatred...will disappear so easily? Let you stay here and make jokes How can it be so easy to adjust your mood easily by just saying a few words? How can it be so easy!" Shura growled with red eyes, "It's because I'm here, I... accepted all your negative emotions."

"You throw all the fragments you discarded into your memory, so I become a garbage disposal site. When you need it, you can draw strength from the emotions you control here. If you don't need it, let me be thrown aside as a tool. Keeping that fragile soul of yours still shining...so stupid to be the one who hurt the most and pretend not to care."

"You can ignore it, but I can't!"

"I don't need your reason, let alone patience, and I don't know morality, so I have no restraint!"

"Whoever is more rational, who is more perfect, must bear ten times and a hundred times the pressure. I curse this kind of rationality, and I just let myself go. , drag this world into hell! Why should I make myself a prisoner? Why can’t I be wild and presumptuous! Can’t be more selfish!”

Shura clenched his fists.

"You're a coward! A weak chicken!"

"What is good, what is moral, what is right and wrong, the words of the weak, ridiculous lies, the nature of this world has always been the law of nature where the weak prey on the strong, and the first principle that a reincarnated person should implement is cruelty."

"You do your best and treat others so tenderly, what's the result? What's the result!"

"You are covered in bruises, broken hands and arms! Wandering on the edge of life and death several times, mentally weak, and soul collapsed! What have you got? Grateful? Thank you? Good intentions? Ha?! That thing is useless! How many times have you struggled, how many times Once in a dangerous situation! Repeatedly, but still can't learn the lesson! With the reason of "I am a reincarnation, I will not die anyway", I just prevaricate, prevaricate! Go! Go! Go!"

"are you a pig!"

"No, that's an insult to a pig. Any life knows the survival instinct, but you don't even want to die in order to ensure that you can live beautifully. Is it so important to you to gain a little bit of recognition from other people? Is the self-sacrifice that makes you so happy? I don't understand, I don't understand at all, domination and killing, selfishness and ego, throwing away these, you are like a parasite, living because of other people's wishes!"

"Do you still remember your wish? Do you remember that you are struggling in reincarnation for such a reason!"

"I still remember, I haven't forgotten for a moment! My hatred has never been extinguished for a moment! But you! You! You have already immersed yourself in the beautiful dream you forged and enjoyed it, don't you think it's good to live like this!"

Shura sneered lowly: "Because you are like this, I have completely given up on you... You and I are the same, you can control, and now I can do the same! Come on, Su Bai, answer my question... "

"If a person has two different parts that are completely the same regardless of strength and posture, then in the battlefield, who is responsible for holding the reins and becoming the king, and which side becomes the mount to increase combat power! What determines the distinction!"

"What kind of difference is it that makes a king a king and a mount a mount?"

He stared at Su Bai with eyes like tigers and wolves, and his voice was hoarse and low, waiting for his answer.

"will."

After thinking for a moment, Su Bai gave an answer.

Shura's grinning face began to change, from disdain and contempt to indifference, and finally turned into a low-pitched smile, with the corners of his mouth opening to laugh wildly.

He laughed with joy in his heart, and even bent over laughing, clutching his belly.

Until the laughter subsided, his gaze was also extremely cold.

"Wrong answer. Sure enough, you are not qualified to be a king. I am the most suitable ruler."

He held the Dizang Yuhun sideways in his hand, stepped onto the pool of blood, and his footprints stamped out blood-red streaks on the ground.

"Let me tell you with my strength, what is the difference between a decision king and a mount."

He didn't put up a stance, but the terrifying momentum was raging, the whole atmosphere was trembling suddenly, as if being crushed by some invisible but qualitative heavy thing, the air became sticky, and the air pressure made it difficult to breathe .

It's completely different from Su Bai's feeling of holding a sword. Just a single line of sight from Shura seems to be able to drag people into the blood-red battlefield and crush their fighting spirit.