Xiyao

Leizhou, Zhedan City.

This main city is extremely prosperous, with cars and horses like clouds, and there is no sign of coveting the surrounding cities.

A woman hurriedly shuttled through the streets and turned to the door of an inn. Yin Ran who was waiting there greeted her, and said bluntly, "Any news?"

The woman nodded, handed her a letter, and said in a low voice when she opened it: "He resigned from the post of chief bookkeeper and opened a theater instead, and it took a lot of work to confirm."

Yin Ran frowned: "Are you sure it's him?"

"It's definitely true. A 21-year-old young man named Ruan Zhi has peach blossom eyes and a shy personality. He is estranged from the people around him and loves to play." .”

"That's right." Yin Ran said.

She breathed a sigh of relief: "Since he's fine and doing well, Aunt Ran can rest assured."

"Yes, Aunt Ran can finally rest assured."

In the carriage, Ran Xianchen received the secret letter, unfolded it, read it silently twice from the beginning to the end, and said to Chu Jiangli: "He is fine."

The apprehensive policeman's eyes lit up: "Really?!"

He was a little puzzled: "Boss Ran is avoiding the limelight, so he shouldn't be able to inquire about Yuancheng. How did he know about Xiaozhi's current situation?"

"I couldn't inquire directly, so I hired a few peddlers to inquire about Yuan City's movements. After getting a bunch of useless gossip, one of them mentioned the newly opened theater." Ran Xianchen said.

"It's at the former site of Wuyuan. The owner's name, age, appearance, and personality match each other. It shouldn't be wrong."

Chu Jiangli thought about it for a while: "A theater, it fits his style."

"Knowing that he is still safe, my last concern is over."

He looked at Ran Xianchen: "Boss Ran, is he still going south?"

"Further to the south is Lanzhou. Although there is a well-developed commercial road there, it is a place of right and wrong. The main cities of the two surrounding states have coveted it. It is not a day to train troops and prepare for war."

Ran Xianchen combed the loose black hair slowly with a wooden comb: "Dawn City is broken, and the survivors of the Yu clan are running away in all directions, just like rats crossing the street."

"I can't eat, I can't cover my body, and I'm in constant fear." The corners of her lips curled up slightly, "Fu Ditang's selfish thoughts caused the disaster of the Yu family to be wiped out. Under Tu Yu's order, is there one person who can rest in peace?"

"In the past, when I heard about Ping Tianjun's past, I heard other people's comments: He is a hero who will never live, and the culprit for thousands of years. I feel that he has failed in life."

"However, Zhen Zhi Yao Ji's merits are only small, but she caused a hundred years of catastrophe. Isn't she a hundred times more failure than him?"

Chu Jiangli seemed to be touched by her words and fell silent.

He seemed to be thinking solemnly and solemnly, which made Li Ruo stare intently, curious about his answer.

After a long time, the policeman said softly, "I don't fully understand your pain and regret. But all I want in my life is to have a clear conscience."

Ran Xianchen smiled.

The car window divided the light and shadow, she sat in the sunlight so transparent that flying dust could be seen, her gaze was long, lightly like smoke wrapped around the monster's body, she chuckled softly and said to herself: "Not every sin can be redeemed, Still have to clear."

"Like, taking someone's life."

The policeman looked at her seriously, and said, "Murder is a felony. I don't know what others will think, at least, I will not forgive you."

"During this period of getting along, I already know that Wuyuan is the hiding place of the survivors of the Yu clan, and I also know that Boss Ran has been doing his best to atone for his sins for more than 100 years."

He was a little helpless: "But I am not a victim, and I cannot forgive and comfort them on behalf of them. You don't need such flimsy and meaningless comfort, because your pain comes from your refusal to forgive."

Ran Xianchen leaned against the wall of the car, raised her head slightly: "Guilty is a knife, I killed a person, and I will never be able to clear it up in my life."

Out of the corner of her eye, she stared at Chu Jiangli: "Brother Chu, let me ask you, no matter who you are or what you do, can you choose to never forgive without discrimination?"

"Even if he repents and admits his mistakes, even if you care about him and value him."

Chu Jiangli did not hesitate to think: "All people are created equal, neither noble nor humble, no close relatives, how can there be a special case?"

Ran Xianchen sighed lightly: "You are such a strange person."

"Forget it, everyone must be responsible for their own choices."

The boss of Wuyuan gestured for the flagon: "Brother Chu, you and I are not on the same road, so we parted here. The road is far away, please take care of it."

Chu Jiangli got up, saw that Li Ruo was still sitting still, pulled him up, saluted together, and bid farewell to Ran Xianchen.

He stood by the side of the street and watched the carriage go away, knowing that he and the woman who had committed crimes would never see each other again.

Looking back, he saw Li Ruo staring at the opposite side of the street in a daze, with a calm and calm expression, suddenly he lost his temper, and said viciously: "You are at ease."

The demonic pupil color was concealed under the illusion, which reduced a little bit of coldness and added a little bit of popularity. Hearing this, he looked sideways and blinked in puzzlement.

Chu Jiangli choked, feeling that he was too stupid to be angry with him.

If Li Ruo is a monster, he doesn't understand people's hearts.

He would not understand the blow to Chu Jiangli who was forced to leave his hometown, had to hide his name, and lost everything in a flash.

In the end, the arrester quickly accepted his fate, and stopped thinking about useless things, and said: "Let's go, first find a place to settle down."

Fortunately, Boss Ran left some money, Chu Jiangli thought, otherwise he would be penniless and would sleep on the street with Li Ruo.

Everything was bought by Chu Jiangli, and Li Ruo just watched with empty hands, without even offering a hand.

Fortunately, the catcher didn't expect him to do anything at all, and he was busy working around inside and out with a cane, which deeply reflected the trivialities of daily necessities.

When he was almost busy, it was already the next morning, and the sun was shining brightly.

The hungry policeman took a look at the demon sitting in the only place to sit in the narrow room in the barely tidy house.

Seeing him sitting beside the bed with the presence of an old god, he looked back innocently when he noticed his gaze, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart, and he had no choice but to cook by himself.

The steaming hot food came to the table in a short while, and the exhausted policeman simply made a few small stir-fries and put them on the wooden table.

The table was bought from a scavenger hunt, and I don't know how many hands it was. Years of oil stains have been deeply soaked in, and it is difficult to distinguish one from the other.

It was already crude, but when it was placed in front of Li Ruo, the contrast was horrific, and it was so cheap that everyone was angry.

But neither Chu Jiangli nor Li Ruo felt that there was anything wrong.

Holding the chopsticks awkwardly, the demon poked the steaming brown rice curiously: "For me?"

He looked at Chu Jiangli with the eyes of a rare animal: "Don't you know that monsters don't need to eat? Eating, sleeping, excreting, all low-level physiological needs, only humans have."

"Then what's the point of living?" Chu Jiangli said casually, too hungry to argue with him.

The demon fell silent.

The catcher wolfed down a few mouthfuls of rice, only to look up to find that he hadn't moved his chopsticks: "Eat, I don't have the habit of ill-treating prisoners."

The chopsticks pointed to the corner: "I bought a copy of everything for you, anyway, you are going to live here for a long time."

"You don't understand." Li Ruo said.

"You will die if you don't eat, you will die if you don't drink water, you will die if you get sick, or you will die if you get a little injury. Human beings are such fragile existences."

His pupils flickered with light: "But the way of heaven and the law expelled all the demons in order to protect such a weak human being."

"It was never the monsters who provoked and launched the battle of the source monsters in the dozens of Yuanhui. But after the incarnation of Heaven was defeated, they even created 'death', created gods, and exterminated the monster race."

Chu Jiangli put a mouthful of rice into his mouth, bit his chopsticks and said helplessly: "I said, you stand too high, think too far, and I can't understand what you are talking about."

"Actually, I didn't understand what I said before saying goodbye to Boss Ran yesterday. She used 'Ping Tianjun' as an example, but who is that, I don't even know there is such a person."

"A snake cannot swallow an elephant, and a mayfly cannot shake a tree. Why should you think about things that are far away from you?"

He picked up a chopstick of green vegetables: "Most of the time, I am content without touching the bottom line."

Li Ruo frowned, feeling that he was simply unreasonable: "You have been in contact with a higher world and seen a wider world, but you are willing to stand still and be a frog at the bottom of a well?"

He raised his eyebrows and stood up: "Do you know that being able to catch a monster is something that many people dare not even think about—"

Chu Jiangli interrupted him: "Let me finish my meal first, please?"

"I'm really hungry."

Yao pursed her lips and sat down, muttering something like "playing the piano to a cow" or something that Chu Jiangli thought was innocuous.

He finished his meal quietly, and found that Li Ruo hadn't moved at all, so he put away his share, and wiped the table with a rag.

Suddenly, the demon said: "I really still hate you."

He sneered: "Since you want to talk about reality, all the bitter fruits of reality are your own fault."

How comfortable can a former policeman who is crippled and has to walk with a cane live in the complicated world of human beings?

He waits and sees.