This is not the first time Aunt Yun emphasized that she knows the matter of Tianhu best.

The moonlight in early spring is clear, but it is lightly cold. It blows through the clearing ground where we are with the slight cool breeze in the night. The grass and trees make rustling sounds, as if moved by the sadness contained in Aunt Yun's previous words, and they all sobbed.

Once again, I didn't know what to say. As my throat rolled, I felt my throat tightening.

People, demons, hunting monsters, killing, guarding, and returning to this world. A very sharp contradiction and a very simple thing cannot be contaminated with emotions. If you get a trace of friendship between each other, everything cannot be contaminated with them.

Just like me to Xinyi, to Uncle Xin, and even to Aunt Yun.

I thought it was me who struggled but was determined. Now that I saw Aunt Yun’s attitude, I knew that it would be extremely painful to stand from the perspective of the demon.

There was nothing to say, so I could only let the silence spread. But I didn't want to leave, because I still had many questions to ask. Aunt Yun asked me to cut off my love for Xin Yi, but what she said was plausible. How could I be content? Even if she couldn't be sure of anything, at least I wanted to know more clearly.

"It's cold at night, I'm not in good health. Let's talk in the house." Just when I was struggling and in pain, the first person who spoke was Aunt Yun. What was even more unexpected was that she actually invited me to talk in the house.

"Okay." I don't agree.

She slightly turned toward the room, and I hesitated for a moment as I looked at her back, and followed Aunt Yun with great strides.

I don’t know why, just at the moment when I hesitated just now, I had a vague decision in my heart. I knew that Aunt Yun should not have any malice. She asked me to cut off my love for Xin Yi. If I keep going, it is indeed harmful to Xin Yi, then I will do it. But in my heart, God can’t care which one I like and which one I love.

Aunt Yun also reminded me that even if I love you so much, I don’t have to be together.

Thinking of this, I felt free and easy. But I was inevitably sad, as if at this moment, it had already indicated that I and Xin Yi could not stay together forever.

With this feeling, I stepped into the room in a daze.

Aunt Yun had already put on the mask again at some point. When she saw me coming in, she nodded at me and signaled me to sit down on the chair in front of the table. Then she poured two cups of water, placed it in front of the table, and sat down opposite me.

"I'm sorry, there is no tea to entertain you. Because after he passed away, I have been eating vegetarian food all year round, drinking only clean water, restraining my desires, and doing more kind things. I'm willing to seek more blessings for him in the next life." Aunt Yun's tone was still faint, and she couldn't hear any emotional color. While speaking, she lifted up the lower half of the mask and took a sip of clean water calmly.

But her demonization was very obvious under the light. Although the lifted part was just a small piece, you could still see the fluff on the demonized half of the face.

I saw so many strange monsters in the dungeon, and I didn't care. I said it didn't matter, and I took a sip of clear water. I just wondered who he was? Did Aunt Yun die like a dead person? Aunt Yun's tone was very light, but the deep affection and friendship expressed in that words were not enough to describe it. It seems that the word "love" in this world is really hard to let go, understand, and difficult to see through, but why is the Dao ruthless?

My thoughts were messy, but Aunt Yun never mentioned this topic again after putting down the water cup. Instead, she asked me a very strange question: "Have Xin Hao and his wife made up?"

Didn’t I talk about Xinyi’s problem when I came in? Why did it become a matter between Uncle Xin and his wife? I don’t think Aunt Yun is the kind of gossiping person. You can only see her heart as calm as if she was dead from her eyes. There should be a reason for this question. As I thought about this, I honestly answered: “I’m not very clear about the situation. They went into the house to talk, but they haven’t come out yet. My aunt wants Uncle Xin a reason. After all, it’s been so many years.”

In my words, I subconsciously explained to Aunt Xin. After all, I grew up with her and I have a deep relationship with her. I don’t want Aunt Yun to think that Aunt Xin is an unreasonable woman.

But Aunt Yun waved her hand and interrupted me, saying, "I feel wronged, but I can't calm down. But no matter what, she wants to forgive Xin Hao so that she won't be sad and regretful for the rest of her life. If they talk, she doesn't forgive Xin Hao, you can help me persuade me, and you can tell me my original words."

When I heard Aunt Yun’s words, my hand holding the water cup trembled slightly. Yes, after talking to Aunt Yun for a while, I felt that Aunt Yun had a strange style of speaking, usually only talking about the result and how to do it, not the reason.

It was like asking me to cut off my love for Xin Yi, and then directly said that if Aunt Xin didn't forgive Uncle Xin, he would regret it.

I was not very adaptable, but I was not stupid. When I heard what she said, it contained a bad result that seemed to be very bad. So how could I just listen to one result calmly and agree? Care is confusing! My tone became a little quick: "Aunt Yun, can you speak directly?"

"How direct do you want?" I didn't expect that when facing my question, Aunt Yun actually gave such a rhetorical question.

"Ah?" I was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly realized that the reason might be so bad that it was unacceptable, so Aunt Yun asked this! I clenched my fists quietly, took a deep breath, and my expression became firmer, and then said word by word: "No need to hide anything, no need to be tactful, just say it directly."

"It's very simple. After waking up the sky fox, Xin Hao will die, and I can no longer control my own situation and will completely transform into a fox. It's not like turning into a fox monster, but slowly turning into an ordinary fox. That's it." I want to go straight, Aunt Yun gave me a very direct answer.

I thought I would calm down, but the hand holding the fist tightened and the blue veins were exposed. However, the hand holding the cup was trembling violently, but I didn't know it. Finally, with a "bang", the cup shattered, and the broken porcelain residue pierced the palm of my palm. The severe pain made me wake up from my sudden ups and downs.

I looked up in disbelief, but what I met was my very calm eyes under Aunt Yun's mask.

Looking at me, she was silent for a second, then stood up silently, took a clean veil and walked over. Then she grabbed my injured hand and started to help me clean up the residue on my hands. I seemed to feel no pain. It was not until this time that I felt very sad, but what am I sad?

Uncle Xin has been with him for a few days, and Aunt Yun has only had her second contact. Why do I feel so sad about their death?

I looked at Aunt Yun, and she had no emotions at all. She just helped me clean up the residue and started bandaging me. I was so sad that I tried hard to hold back my tears, but my hands were trembling from just now. She suddenly grabbed my wrist and turned to me and said, "Ye Zhengling, you are the leader of the demon hunter. Such emotions should not appear on you. In a high position and shouldering heavy responsibilities, your own emotions will become less important. Do you don't understand this principle?"

I was inexplicably angry and couldn't help but roar in a low voice: "Are you not sad at all? I became a fox, and all my thoughts and memories became chaotic, so don't you feel sad? You are not talking about yourself? Do you have no feelings for anyone except him and don't care about yourself? You include yourself?! I can't do it."

I thought my words would anger Aunt Yun, but I didn't expect that she stopped speaking and just lowered her head to bandage my wound.

I don’t want to argue anymore? People are different, and I can’t force others. It’s just that the sadness in my heart is surging. Only then can I understand why I am so sad? Just like I can’t help but feel sad for Aunt Yun, it’s hard to bear a living person around me. A friend who has a connection with Master in the depths of my memory turned into a fox who doesn’t know anything. This is even more unacceptable than dying. Even her soul is not dared to think about.

I am also sad that Uncle Xin, a man who has left his wife and children for half his life, cared about them for half his life, and finally had to give his life, could not enjoy the joy of family in the end.

Do you have to be so regretful in this world that every trace of emotion is precious? You have to be so mocked in this way that you can tell the world that you should cherish the present?

At this time, I was immersed in this emotion and didn't want to say anything. I didn't care about Aunt Yun's thoughts. My hands were still lit a cigarette for myself with trembling hands. The blood stained through the handkerchief and dyed it on the cigarette. The whiteness and bright redness made me feel shocking.

"If you are not a fish, how can you know the joy of fish? Maybe for Xin Hao, being able to sacrifice for his daughter will become his happiest thing. For me, turning into a fox is liberation, and there is no other answer. Finally, I have to wait for the key heavenly fox to sacrifice, which is considered to be accumulating virtue, right? I hope these virtues can be repaid to the people I love in Jiuquan, and I am very happy." Aunt Yun became more calm, and then looked at me without waiting for me to speak, and suddenly said in a tone of his tone: "So anything is not something you feel is perfect, it is really perfect. If you feel sad, it is pain! How do you know the perfection of others? There is a destiny in this world. Are you not clear enough? Especially those who shoulder heavy responsibilities must understand that you should follow the will of heaven and not force it."

"I, but" I choked up, but found that her words were very wise, and I couldn't refute them, but I couldn't accept them psychologically for a while.

"Are you young people who are gradually becoming the mainstay of your generation so invisible? I have said a few more nonsense, just because I have a junior nephew, and you are generally invisible. I have thought several times that I can say these words to him personally, so that he can do so much. For nothing, isn't it God's will? It's the fate of this world? Only great love can make great kindness and kindness, and others may not be able to bear it." I never thought that Aunt Yun had a little bit of emotion in her mouth.

This is the first time I have heard such emotional ups and downs from her mouth.
Chapter completed!