Konghou [Quick Transmigration]

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When people live in this world, they will definitely have doubts, and they will definitely think and struggle.

There are also doubts about the heroine of this world, and there is always a question in her heart that cannot be answered.This question is very clichéd, Duanwei's master once told her that every Shushan disciple has struggled with this question.That is, as a demon slayer, should she show mercy to non-humans?As a woman who traveled from a society ruled by law, Duanwei believes that it should be considered as appropriate.After all, monsters are the same as people, there are good and evil, good and bad.

The most important thing is that Duanwei is a face control, so her selfishness always makes her show some good-looking monsters.For example, the silver bell girl before, this is not the first time Duanwei caught her, but Duanwei let her go again after criticizing and educating her as before.

But Duanwei's master, the former head of Shushan who took the blame and resigned, would definitely not do this.Duanwei's master, a middle-aged man with white hair and childlike temperament, most people in the world will imagine his youthful demeanor when looking at his current appearance.

Duan Wei couldn't understand his master, who usually looked gentle and gentle, and there was not a second without a smile on his face.But once encountering monsters and ghosts, no matter how weak and pitiful the other party is, and no matter whether the other party has any great grievances, as long as he meets them, he will kill anyone at any rate, and compare them cold-blooded and ruthlessly.

Duanwei remembers that once, she stayed overnight in a ruined temple with her master, and encountered a rabbit demon at night.That rabbit monster didn't have any bloody aura on it, and the person was pure and cute just passing by, but Duanwei's master still killed that rabbit monster. So fast and so without mercy.

It was a rainy night, the first time Duan Wei saw such a cruel and unreasonable killing, so she must have accused her master angrily.

Then, her master told her a story about the past.

"When I was your age, I was as naive as you, thinking that even ghosts could still be transformed."

"But do you know what price I paid for this naivete?"

At that time, Duan Wei followed his words and asked directly: "What price?"

The rain that day poured down the master's head into the skirt of his clothes, but at this moment he raised his head and twisted his neck into a line, and the rain poured even more violently.He told Duanwei in a heavy but somewhat calm tone: "When I was young, I once let go of a monster because of a moment of soft-heartedness, and then I lost 23 fellow disciples, and killed [-] people in a city. "

"Since then, I have been a sinner, sorry for Shushan and sorry for the world."

"Duanwei. A demon is a demon. A ghost is a ghost. Since they are ghosts, there should be no distinction between likes and dislikes, and everyone should be punished."

"Like this rabbit demon, all you can guarantee is that she won't do evil now. But what about in the future? Can you guarantee that she won't do evil in the future?"

"The power of demons and humans is not equal, but if a ghost you let go has evil thoughts, it will be a catastrophe for ordinary people."

"If you let her go now, then someone else caused her to kill, can you bear the sin she let go on her behalf?"

Master's repeated questioning stopped Duan Weiwen, and she, who was filled with righteous indignation, froze in the rain, and the cold rain also poured into her neck, and as the curve of her body slipped past her heart, little by little Freeze her heart.Duan Wei was really confused at that time, she seriously thought about Master's question, entangled with it, frightened and uneasy.She has never experienced the situation that Master said, so as long as she thinks about it, she feels flustered, ashamed, and even regretful.

However, when the first thunder fell, Duan Wei, who had been immersed in thinking and let the rain fall down the tip of her nose, raised her head abruptly, imitating her master, raising her head and stalking her neck into a straight line.The rain confuses people's eyes, and it falls into the mouth as soon as he opens his mouth, but Duanwei still speaks out his thoughts loudly and with difficulty.

"Since she didn't do anything evil today, we can't judge her today!"

"Master, you once said that our mission of subduing demons and demons in Shushan is to help the world to support the righteous way, and killing innocent people indiscriminately should never be done by the righteous way!"

"Master, you are right. A demon is a demon. Similarly, a human is also a human. There are bad people in the human race, so why can't there be good demons in the demon race?"

"Master, if you act like this, it's like implicating countless innocent good people for one bad person. It shouldn't be!"

Master sneered after Duanwei finished speaking, abandoned Duanwei and walked into the ruined temple, his answer fluttered in the wind and rain.

"I'd rather kill by mistake than let it go!"

Duanwei was speechless, and buried the rabbit demon silently when the rain stopped.

Later, when Duanwei got into trouble while burying the rabbit demon, it was her master who protected her at this time.

Therefore, in that rainy night, although the master and the apprentice had disputes, there was no separation.After all, how to behave depends on Duanwei herself. Judging from her current behavior, her master has not had much influence on her, and she still has compassion for ghosts.

Although Duanwei's memory of the confession in that rainy night was deep in his memory, it didn't seem to have much meaning.But Duanwei is still thinking about the problem that he is sure on the surface.

Now, the reason why Duanwei remembered this matter was because of a conversation between her and Master later.

"Master, what is the monster that made you change?"

"Her name is Stealing Face Ji."

堇娘

Bamboo forests are always large stretches of bamboo forests covering the sky and the sun. People in the bamboo forest can neither see the road ahead nor the blue sky.

Bamboo leaves are always falling, regardless of winter, summer, day and night, but sometimes the leaves that fall are green, and bloodstains can be seen on people's faces when they are cut.Sometimes it is withered and yellow, even if the whole forest falls, it will at most confuse people's eyes and will not cause any substantial harm to people.

In these stretches of bamboo groves whose origins cannot be seen, there lived a family, a family that was both well-known and unfamiliar to the world.

'The weather is cold and the green sleeves are thin, and the sun is leaning on the bamboo'

This is the poem that is considered to be the closest to Huiji's current situation among the people of the world.

Hui Ji is the number one beauty in the dynasty that almost everyone in the world has heard about.Born as a dancer, she is both talented and beautiful, and is admired by the world.

It is said that Hui Ji had married five times in a glorious manner, and each time she married someone who was either rich or noble.However, regardless of Hui Ji's marriage, the ending waiting for her is unfortunate.And there is only one reason for the failure of each marriage, and that is Hui Ji's beauty, her beauty that is unparalleled in the world and everyone bows down for it.

She was so beautiful that all men wanted her, so beautiful that it became a sin of lust.People admire her while spurning her. They want to crawl under her feet and lick her limbs, but they also resent that they are not as high as her.The world slandered her, saying that she was too glamorous, causing brothers to fight against each other, causing close relatives to kill each other, and even causing princes and princes to be confused.There are many people who want to enshrine her in the Buddhist altar, but also want to strip her naked and devour her flesh and blood.However, at some point, they collectively became blind and dumb.Sometimes, the beautiful Hui Ji is not even considered a person, she is a bargaining chip tossed between power and interests, and is easily given away like an item.And people acquiesced to this kind of transfer, never caring whether the transferred item is willing, laughing or crying.

Huiji is Jinniang's mother.

Life is like duckweed without roots, Hui Ji always sighs to herself.But Jinniang felt that her mother was not duckweed, but the bamboo leaves that rustled in the summer, soft yet sharp.

That was when Jinniang was seven years old, and the bamboo grove in front of the house was her dance practice ground and her martial arts practice ground.

Jin Niang didn't know if every girl didn't like swords, but at least she didn't like swords when she was a child.She doesn't like sword practice, and she doesn't like this thing that takes up her dancing practice time and easily hurts her.So that day, Jin Niang threw down her sword and threw herself into her mother's arms to act like a spoiled child.

"Mother, Jin'er doesn't like practicing swords~" Jin Niang said, not feeling that there was any problem with her words and actions.

But her mother, who has always been gentle and virtuous, was furious there. She pushed the little Jinniang to the ground, waving her big sleeves like a shrew in the market, pointing at Jinniang and raising her eyebrows, she said sternly : "No! You must practice swords!"

"Whether you like it or not, you must practice martial arts! You must learn swordsmanship!"

Jin Niang didn't understand, she prostrated herself on the ground with tears in her eyes and panicked. She grabbed her mother's sleeve and asked puzzledly, "Why? I don't like learning swords, why do you let me learn? Learning swords will only hurt me!"

"What do you know!" Hui Ji kicked Jin Niang away, then she stepped forward and grabbed Jin Niang's chin like a jealous ugly woman. She looked at Jin Niang's face that could already see her own shadow with a fierce expression He opened his mouth: "Just because of your face! Just because this face is the same as mine."

"Don't you want to learn swords? Good." When Jin Niang was afraid because of the change in her mother, Hui Ji let Jin Niang go as if suddenly thinking about it.

Jin Niang thought that her mother really didn't want her to learn how to use a sword, so she stood up and wanted to hug her.However, the golden hairpin that Hui Ji pulled out from her head stopped Jin Niang.

Because the hairpin was pulled out too quickly, Huiji's temple hair was scattered at that time, it was disorderly and scattered, just like the disheveled beggars on the street.

Hui Ji handed the hand holding the hairpin to her daughter, lowering her head and speaking in a gloomy manner, looking very scary.

"Don't you want to learn the sword? You can. Come on, as long as you have this hairpin to scratch your own face, you don't need to learn the sword."

"As long as you slash your own face!" Hui Ji suddenly accentuated her tone, like a thunderclap that made Jin Niang tremble unconsciously, at this moment Hui Ji grabbed Jin Niang's hand and forced the hairpin into Jin Niang's mouth In the mother's hand, he roared angrily: "You row! Row!"

"No...no, mother...I don't!" Jin Niang was terrified, and her mother's sudden madness made her back away in panic.She didn't dare to look at the sharp end of the hairpin, she shook her head countless times, she tried to throw away the hairpin, but Hui Ji kept holding on to her hand holding the hairpin, tightly It seemed that she wanted to crush Jinniang's bones.

So Jin Niang suddenly knelt down and cried, "Mother, I was wrong. I will learn."

"I'll learn!" Jin Niang picked up the wooden sword on the ground with the other hand at the fastest speed in her life, handed the wooden sword tremblingly to her mother, and said with a choked voice, "Mother, I am willing to learn sword."

"Are you really willing?" Hui Ji took a deep breath, staring at Jin Niang with sharp and piercing eyes, as if there was a hairpin in her eyes, waiting to pierce Jin Niang's throat all the time.

The seven-year-old child could see the painful tears in her mother's eyes, and Jin Niang could only nod her head, lest her mother, who was crazy in her eyes, think she was telling lies.

"Okay..." Hui Ji said these words as if she was sighing, she stepped back and let go of Jin Niang's hand.Jin Niang's hands were trembling, so the hairpin fell to the ground, and there was a sound that was originally soft, but in Jin Niang's ears, it sounded like thunder.

"Jin Niang..." The mother seemed to have turned into that gentle mother again, Hui Ji squatted down and hugged Jin Niang who was still in panic. "In the future, you will understand why mother forced you so much today."

She became soft-spoken and softly whispered in Jinniang's ear.

"Jin Niang, you must become strong. Because you are different from others, and you have sins in your life."

"It's your fault that your face resembles mine."

"Jinniang, you have to remember that no matter what, you don't regard your beauty as a gift from heaven. It's not a reward, it's a punishment."

"You must become stronger! You must! You can only live like a human being when you become stronger and no one dares to bully you."

"Jin Niang, you must live like a person, not like me."

However, despite her mother's painstaking efforts, Jin Niang at that time still did not understand her mother's painstaking efforts.However, after that, Jin Niang also began to practice sword and martial arts seriously along with the bamboo forest falling in the forest.

Until later, when Jin Niang was 12 years old, Hui Ji couldn't hide her beauty.Dangerous, revealed its embryonic form.

As Hui Ji said, beauty is not a gift from heaven to mother and daughter, but a punishment.

That day, there was a strong wind blowing across the entire bamboo forest, and the blue leaves couldn't wait to fall into the dust before they were fully unfolded.

The fat man was approaching menacingly. Jin Niang had never seen such an ugly stepfather's face. He backed away while screaming, bumping into many magnificent interior decorations.Hui Ji knelt on the ground, hugged her sixth husband's leg, and begged bitterly against the bruise on her face.

However, Jin Niang's screams and Hui Ji's entreaties were useless, the man turned his face and salivated towards the budding Jin Niang, step by step.

"Mother... Mother, I'm afraid..." The 12-year-old girl instinctively asked her mother for help in panic.

Hui Ji calmed down the moment she heard her daughter calling, she stood up straightened her back and shouted at Jin Niang as if ordering: "Jin Niang, kill him!"

"Niang Jin, kill him!"

Hui Ji kept repeating, even when the man turned his head and slapped her face with a big palm-like hand, even when the man laughed and pinched her slender neck.

The thin Huiji was picked up by the neck, but she still repeated with difficulty: "Su... Mom, kill him..."

"do not be afraid."

"No...no...mother..." Jin Niang stepped back, watching her mother's face flushed red, and there was a sharpened Tang knife on the wooden cabinet behind her.

"mother!"

After a loud cry, all the leaves of the entire bamboo forest fell.

The howling wind finally stopped, but the bamboo leaves were still intoxicated in the wind, flying and circling tirelessly.

The blood splashed on the face was warm.

Although Jin Niang was soft-handed, she still held the blood-stained Tang knife tightly.The fat man turned around inconceivably, before he could say a word, he fell to the ground with a crash.

Huiji crawled to Jinniang's side, and supported her when Jinniang knelt down because her feet were weak.

"Miss Jin, Niang Jin..."

"Miss Violet."

Hui Ji couldn't stop calling for Jin Niang, who had lost her soul. Jin Niang put down the Tang knife in her hand after waking up from her dream, and then stared fixedly at her bloody hand.Hui Ji held her daughter's trembling hand and said softly, "You did a good job."

"You protected yourself, and you protected your mother."

"Miss Jin, you did a great job."

"Mother..." Jin Niang looked at her hands, and then at the man who was dying on the ground, she shivered a bit, then threw herself into her mother's arms and burst into tears.

"Mom, I killed...I killed."

"No, you didn't." Hui Ji choked up, stroking Jin Niang's side hair, "Jin Niang, you didn't kill anyone, he is not human."

"And, Jinniang...you can live like a human being now."

"Jin Niang, if someone bullies you again in the future, you will kill him just like today. You must not let others think that you are weak and bully, and you must not let others dominate you."

Finally, the last bamboo leaf hovering in the bamboo forest also fell.

Hui Ji gently pushed her daughter's immature face out of her arms. She wiped away the tears on this small face with her trembling fingertips. There were too many complicated emotions in her eyes, both comforting and regretful.

"Niang Jin, now my mother can finally tell you."

"Jin'er, you are really beautiful... even more beautiful than your mother."

"Jin'er, you are God's gift to mother."

"Niang Jin...my daughter."

In the spring of the next day, Hui Ji left her daughter forever. She died of a serious illness, her face was full of marks like an old woman when she died.But after she died, Jin Niang's face suddenly blossomed like a flower.