aircannonsinc Chapter 253 Quietly, Inadvertently
Chapter 253 Quietly, Inadvertently
When the banquet was over, some people left, while others held a few bottles of wine and tried to establish relationships with some important people. Mo Ran glanced at the shadow who had been pulling at her clothes, then stood up and walked out of the room.
The two, a man and a demon god, who are brother and sister, strolled to the low mountain where the gods live. There is still no human habitation here, and everything remains in its most primitive state.
Ying looked at this person and asked in confusion: "Why don't you agree? She obviously likes you so much, don't you like her?"
Mo Ran shook his head and said, "She is a very good girl, and I know she likes me, but I can't agree..."
"Are we going to let her live like this for the rest of her life?"
"How about I cast a spell to make her forget all this?"
Mo Ran's question made Ying's heart choke. She once again felt that the person in front of her was impossible to see through.
Last time, he crushed a monster to death with one finger, and it seemed that this man was very strong. This time, it was because he looked extremely kind, but was unwilling to save a girl.
"Isn't it just a matter of marrying? Why make so much trouble? If you marry her, I promise not to tell your ex-wife, okay?"
"No! This is not something that can be solved by simply marrying her. I have someone I love deeply, and she loves me just as much. What right do I have to let her suffer injustice for the sake of others?"
"You usually have a big heart, so big that you can even fit the whole world in it. Can't you have one more person?"
"When has my heart ever been so big, haha..." Mo Ran laughed bitterly at himself, and then said, "Friends, relatives, brothers, I have put a lot of these positions, but the only thing I will have in my life is lover, I will only have one, you don't need to persuade me anymore!"
"I really don't understand you!" Ying punched the tree, causing the trunk to become unstable and the branches to sway. If she wasn't afraid of causing trouble by making too much noise, she really wanted to destroy the entire forest.
Mo Ran raised his head slightly, and a few fallen leaves floated past his eyes. Finally, two of them fell on the same place, while the others went their separate ways and went to their own places without interfering with each other.
Ying looked at the sea of clouds in the sky. After waiting for a long time, she didn't see him say anything. Then she glanced over and saw him looking at the fallen leaves. She pouted and muttered, "What's so good about those broken leaves!"
"The leaves are not good-looking, but the experiences similar to the leaves are good-looking." Mo Ran seemed to have some sense and said slowly.
“What can a few leaves go through? Don’t they just grow, wither and fall, and grow again?” Ying clasped his hands and leaned against a tree.
"Then from another perspective, isn't it the same for humans? They are born and raised under protection, or they go through hardships early in life, but some die young, while others live to be a hundred years old."
Mo Ran then said with emotion: "This wind is like the driving force behind a person's life, pushing you from one direction to another. During this period, few people remain unchanged."
"What everyone sees, hears, feels and understands along the way will be different for everyone, and the people you meet will also be different, just like the two leaves, which fell on a stone after meeting each other."
Ying became interested after hearing this. He squatted on the ground, looking at the fallen leaves, as if he really saw the various aspects of life and everything in the world.
"So what you mean is that when two people meet, it's not necessarily the right match. They may become each other's stumbling blocks, right?"
"That's right." Mo Ran nodded slightly and said, "At the right time and the right place, I met someone I shouldn't like and fell in love with him. This is a sad thing, but there is nothing I can do about it. It's hard to understand what it means to like someone."
"You don't understand either?" Ying opened her eyes wide, because in her eyes, this guy was an omnipotent being in heaven and on earth.
Mo Ran waved his hand and sighed, "I think I understand its meaning...but that's all."
"You... were you talking about you and Qingli just now? What do you mean by meeting the wrong person? Can't the time and place be wrong?" Ying blinked, looking a little lonely.
She was very optimistic about the girl, but the man the girl liked was a married man, which meant that one of them would definitely get hurt. If Mo Ran had an impure heart, then two people would be hurt.
Mo Ran explained: "If the person she met that day was not me, but a real young man like the one I played, they would be a pretty good couple, and could grow old together and live their whole lives in love."
"But you happened to meet me." Mo Ran looked down at Ying and said, "You looked like you were going to scold me just now, why didn't you say anything?"
"No, this doesn't seem to be your fault. Also, if I have a chance, I want to say sorry to my sister-in-law. I actually thought that just now, I am really sorry for her!"
"There will be a chance, and then I'll let you see how stunning and beautiful she is, unmatched by anyone!" Mo Ran said with a look of longing on his face.
Ying was stunned. It was hard to imagine that this person would have such an expression, which was not much different from a child's eyes shining when seeing candy.
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Time passed like running water, twenty years had passed in a hurry, but it seemed as if Hiiragi's wedding was just yesterday.
In the past twenty years, Inazuma has undergone great changes inside and out, and the turnover of people has been intense. However, the addition of the Tengu clan did not have any impact on the lives of the residents.
The five men who had become famous on the battlefield now all had white hair, beards as white as snow, wrinkles on their cheeks, and their sharp eyes became cloudy, and they no longer looked high-spirited.
In their twilight years, they have handed over all affairs to their descendants or subordinates. They drink tea every day and walk around the village to see the children of today and the younger generation.
Kujo Takeshun carried a bow on his back and a bag of arrows on his waist. With his white hair and the way he was dressed, he looked like an old horse still full of ambition.
"Hahaha, Boss Hiiragi, let's compete today to see who hunts more prey!" Kujo Takeshun laughed.
When Shuqiu Hu heard the sound, he looked and saw three other people doing the same thing. They were carrying the same equipment and preparing to go out hunting, which was also one of their entertainment activities after retirement.
Shu Qiuhu raised his eyebrows and said teasingly, "You have said this many times before, and you have never won before."
"Doesn't that just prove that our brother Wu Shun is a person who becomes more courageous as he faces more setbacks and is not afraid of failure?" Shenli Sangxi praised.
"Oh my, what day is it today? You, Kamisato Sangxi, are praising me!" Kujo Takeshun said in surprise.
Ah Feng was originally small in stature, and now that he was old, his stature became more hunched. He said slowly, "He wasn't praising you, he was insulting you in various ways, and it's just that you, a rough guy, couldn't hear it."
"I thought you had a change of heart, but you're waiting here." Kujo Takeshun was about to hit him with a bow, while Kamisato Sanqi pretended to block with the bow.
After a while of bargaining, both men put away their bows and laughed. The three people next to them were naturally used to this and just continued walking.
After walking a few miles out of the village, the five of them held their breath and concentrated, with arrows on their bows. With every step they took, they carefully looked around, searching for prey.
rustling...
There were noises coming from a bush that was too low to hide.
The sound was very small, and ordinary people might not be able to detect it, but these five people were veterans who survived the battlefield. Although they were old and frail, their vigilance had not deteriorated.
Whizzing!
Two arrows were shot out, and a wailing sound was heard from the bushes. Then a gray shadow jumped out but was hit by another arrow and died.
Shenli Sangxi and Afeng put down their bows and arrows, looked at their elder brother, and praised in unison: "Brother Mo is still as accurate as ever!"
Naturally, there was no response to this statement. Mo Ran picked up the rabbit and brought it in front of Shu Qiuhu, because he was the one who shot the first arrow.
"No need. If it weren't for your follow-up shot, A'mo, the prey would have escaped. This is your trophy." Shuqiuhu waved his hand.
But Mo Ran blinked his cloudy eyes hidden under his messy white hair, but did not withdraw his hand, still holding it raised.
"Forget it, since Boss Hiiragi doesn't want to take it, I'll carry it for him." Kujo Takeshun took the spoils, held it in front of him, and looked at it carefully.
Shu Qiuhu glanced at the indifferent Mo Ran and laughed at himself, "Alas, I am really getting old and confused. Why are you still arguing over who got the prize? It's so uncomfortable."
"Boss Hiiragi is right, we are all brothers..." Kujo Takeshun sat down against a tree, holding the prey he had pulled out of the arrow in both hands, and looked at his four brothers.
"Brother Wu Shun, are you tired after such a short distance?" Shenli Sangxi said with a grin as he stood in the distance.
"What? Speak louder, I can't hear you!" Kujo Takeshun squinted his eyes. The world in his eyes became a little blurry, and the four figures became increasingly unclear.
But in fact, he could hear it, he was just used to it...
"Still pretending not to hear? Okay, I'll come closer." Shenli Sangxi approached the silent brother and said, "You can hear me now, right? If you're tired, why don't you go back to the village and rest?"
Kujo Takeshun did not respond. His eyes looked at the four people. Their eyes went from turbid to calm, then began to unravel, and finally slowly closed.
"Why haven't you responded yet?" Shenli Sangxi frowned slightly, reached out to feel the pulse on his neck, and immediately his pupils trembled, and he said with difficulty: "Boss Hiiragi... Kujo Takeshun fell asleep."
"Sleeping... falling asleep." Shuqiuhu murmured to himself. At their age, they were already considered long-lived in the village, and there was nothing to be dissatisfied with. They had a happy family, several brothers to accompany them, and filial children.
Death is not scary for some people. The only thing they fear is being forgotten after death and the tears of their blood relatives and friends.
"Brothers, take Wu Shun back to the village. Be gentle and don't wake him up." The four men slowly lifted up the deceased Jiu Tiao Wu Shun. Having fought for half their lives, they were already accustomed to the departure of people around them.
This farewell was a little unexpected, but they were mentally prepared, so they didn't cry too much. Three of them wiped their faces secretly on the road, not wanting to be seen by the brothers next to them, and also not wanting to let the deceased rest in peace.
Because of the brothers' habits and practices, they all knew it well. They didn't want others to be sad when they died, so these tears needed to be wiped away secretly so that no one could see.