Chapter 830 Little Painting Spirit, Very Cute

Meng Ziyi had just fallen asleep when Xiaoba called out excitedly again, "The Evil Thought value has dropped by 2 points just now! It adds up to a lot. After all, there are quite a lot of people falling in these days."

Nan Xun was also happy when he heard it, "Xiao Ba, don't stare outside all the time, go and rest for a while."

Xiao Ba was flattered: "Darling, you are very gentle today."

Nan Xun said: "You have to take care of children."

Hachi:  …

Really Nima gas beast!

"Actually, like monsters and beasts, their infancy is very short. In order to adapt to the cruel environment as soon as possible, they will grow and become stronger in the shortest possible time, and then maintain their most prosperous bodies. The youngest and the strongest, of course, I'm talking about the kind of high-level monsters and divine beasts whose lifespans are almost equal to the sky."

Nan Xun answered quickly: "So you are still in your infancy?"

Xiaoba: "Well, this is not... I haven't finished talking yet, the Void Beast is different from those coquettish and cheap beasts, because the fourteen-five-year-old human form is already very good, so most of the time when transforming into a human form, it is directly The appearance of fourteen or fifteen years old, and then slowly grows to the appearance of an adult human. You have seen it when you were young, fluffy, round, and cute."

Nan Xun: "You can just say a ball."

Little Eight murmured, "I'm angry and ignore you."

Nan Xun smiled and said to Little Eight, "Good night, Little Eight."

Xiao Ba hummed and replied, "...Good night."

The next day before dawn, Meng Ziyi left the small mountain village without disturbing anyone.

The peaceful little village, natural and serene, looks beautiful.

If you didn't come here in person, who would have thought of the grievances and gloom behind this beauty?

Nan Xun thought, if Meng Ziyi hadn't happened to pass by, would Sun Xiaomei have turned into a powerful ghost and killed Chang's father and son? Even killed along with other villagers in the village?

Thinking of this, Nan Xun suddenly asked: "Master, can Sun Xiaomei really be reincarnated as a human being? After all, she killed so many people and prevented them from being reincarnated, and she was hanged to death. I heard that the tenth of the Eighteen Hells The fourth floor is the hell of vain death. It is not easy for people to come to this world. You should cherish this opportunity to be a human being. If you risk your life to commit suicide, cut your veins, take poison, and hang yourself, these practices will anger King Yama, and ghosts will kill you after death. If you enter the hell of vain death, you will never think about being human again."

Mencius: "You still know the eighteen levels of hell?"

Nan Xun said proudly, "Master, I know a lot."

Mencius said: "I haven't been to the underworld, so I don't know if there are really eighteen levels of hell. However, I would rather believe that there is or not. If there is a hell of death in vain, Sun Xiaomei committed suicide by hanging herself, but she is deeply unwilling to make peace. Hate to die, the encounter is also sympathetic, and King Yama may give her a chance to be reincarnated, but... it's definitely not a human being."

Nan Xun was startled: "Master is saying that Sun Xiaomei will fall into... the way of beasts?"

Meng Ziyi hummed, "At least he has been a beast for more than ten lifetimes."

Nan Xun muttered, "Why did the master lie to her?"

Meng Ziyi: "Why did I lie to her? She asked me if I could be reincarnated, but she didn't ask if I could be reincarnated as an adult."

Nan Xun: ...you won.

Seeing that she didn't speak anymore, Meng Ziyi raised his eyebrows in a good mood. A blurry figure suddenly appeared in his mind. Although he couldn't see it clearly, he had already imagined the general appearance of her slumped. It must be a small mouth curling slightly and peeking at him.

Xiao Ba did not interrupt Nan Xun, and said silently in the space: The value of evil thoughts has dropped by 0.2.

"Master, I just think Sun Xiaomei will be disappointed when she goes to the underworld. She is still looking forward to marrying Zhao Shen in the future."

Mencius said lightly: "People always have to pay for the mistakes they make, no matter if the person is intentional or not, voluntarily or forced, and whether the mistakes are big or small."

"Master, have you made a mistake?" Nan Xun asked knowingly.

Meng Ziyi's expression turned cold for a moment.

"Have made mistakes. Those who never make mistakes are saints."

Nan Xun said with a smile: "If we make mistakes, we will make mistakes. As long as it is not a serious crime of murder and arson, we can correct our mistakes."

Meng Ziyi's hand holding the handle of the sword couldn't help but tighten, and suddenly asked, "What if the other party doesn't give you a chance to reform?"

Nan Xun said in a bewildered tone, "Why do you have to make a change and show it to others? This opportunity is not given by others. You can make a change with sincerity and have a clear conscience.

Take an example. For example... For example, I peeked into someone's bath and was discovered by that person. Later, I realized that I was doing something wrong and sincerely apologized to him, but he was so annoyed that he insisted on gouging out my eyes. Don't let the other party goug out the eyes?

Victims have a position for you to apologize and make restitution for the wrong or crime they committed, but what they should pay for you is not necessarily the right one.

There is also a kind of people who don't even count as victims, but they still ask you to do this and that, but why? Let’s take the example of me peeking at someone taking a bath. There was someone else taking a bath with that person. I didn’t look at him, but he jumped up and chirped, even more arrogant than the victim himself, saying that his reputation was damaged, saying I have no shame, not only gouging out my eyes but also cutting off my hands, you say, what is the reason for this? "

Meng Ziyi's expression was indescribable.

"Why take such an example..."

Nan Xun said: "I'm a layman... a layman."

Then, she coughed, "Last night I said that the master touched me and bullied me, in fact, the master really doesn't have to worry, because I also peeked at the master taking a bath. I apologize to you, but we are even, okay? ?"

For some reason, Meng Ziyi suddenly felt that Xiao Hualing, who was so guilty and solemnly telling him to make up with him, was quite...cute.

Xiao Ba said silently again: The evil thought value dropped by 0.2 again.

"By the way, Master, after so many days with Master, I haven't told Master my name yet."

Meng Ziyi was surprised, "Do you still have a name?"

Nan Xun laughed, "Why can't I have a name? My name is...Xiao Xun, the master can call me by my nickname or Xun Xun.' Relatively, there are fossils at the top of the mountain, and the two shadows are there, and the light is clear. ' of this Xun."

Meng Ziyi didn't know what to think, his expression was a bit strange, he paused before asking, "Who gave you the name, the painter who drew you back then?"

Nan Xun snorted: "Who would give a name to a dead object, I chose it myself. Does the master think it sounds good?"

Meng Ziyi recited the name silently in his heart, nodded slowly, his voice was softer than usual, "It sounds nice."

Nan Xun immediately said: "The master called."

Meng Ziyi was stunned, his thin lips pursed, "We're going to the town ahead."

Don't be too blunt about changing the subject.

Nan Xun called him resentfully: "Master..."

"Can't the master fulfill my little wish? I haven't spoken to anyone since I had spiritual knowledge, and my name has never been called."

In the end, even if Nan Xun is a scabbard now, others can feel how lost she is.

Meng Ziyi opened his mouth slightly and pursed it tightly, and then opened it again. After repeating this twice, he finally slowly uttered two words: "...Xun Xun."