Chapter 1082 Hate or Love
Du Fuwei's first seven, people from the Mohist Guild will naturally come to worship. As the current giant of the Mohist Guild, Cha Huai'an naturally came here in person, but his face was gloomy, and no one knew what was going on in his heart. However, the disciples of the Mohist Guild did not dare to slack off and prepared a lot of sacrifices.
In their hearts, Du Fuwei still has absolute prestige, which is beyond doubt. Regardless of whether Du Fuwei is dead or not, in their hearts, Du Fuwei still has an absolute status, much higher than Cha Huai'an. After all, Cha Huai'an has just taken over the Mohist's Guild, and his prestige has not yet been fully established.
Is Cha Huai'an really in such a good mood to worship Du Fuwei? His face was so gloomy, like dark clouds when a thunderstorm came, pressing down layer upon layer. How could he let go of his resentment towards Du Fuwei for so many years so easily?
Arriving in front of Du Fuwei's tomb, the disciples of the Mohist Guild were about to burn some paper money, but Cha Huai'an glared at him and retreated one after another. Everyone was stunned for a while, but no one dared to object. Cha Huai'an squatted down slowly, and reached out to caress the tombstone, on which were engraved the dates of Du Fuwei's birth and death. "Master, if you are still alive, how would you feel if you saw me sitting in the position of a giant? Hmph, tell me, should I thank you, or should I hate you?" Cha Huai'an muttered to himself Said.
"Actually, I have always respected you in my heart. Without you, I would not have joined the Mohist Guild. It can be said that you gave me a second life. If you hadn't saved me , I’m afraid I’m already dead. But, do you know that I treat you like my own father. How about you? When did you look at me seriously? You think I’m trash, a pawn, It is Yan Sishui's stepping stone. If you are willing to look at me squarely, if you are willing to be fair, will this be the result?" Cha Huai'an's face was somewhat sad and indignant, although there was a strong hatred in his words meaning, but it also has a very real emotion.
Deep love, deep hatred. For a long time, Cha Huai'an had an inexplicable affection for Du Fuwei, as if he regarded him as a very important person in his life, but Du Fuwei treated himself too stingily, almost All emotions were put on Yan Sishui's body. Even brothers in the same robe will have conflicts because of the imbalance of father's love, let alone Cha Huai'an and Yan Sishui?
In fact, at the very beginning, Cha Huai'an had no intention of competing for the giant of the Mohist Guild, but when Yan Sishui snatched his woman away, Du Fuwei didn't care, not only did he not speak for himself, Even more partial to Yan Sishui. This planted the seeds of hatred in Cha Huai'an's heart, making him understand that if he wants to get something, he must strengthen himself. Therefore, he wants to compete for the giant of the Mohist Guild, and he wants to prove to Du Fuwei that Du Fuwei's original choice was wrong. Facts have proved that he did it, and he successfully became the giant of the Mohists Guild. But why, why is there no excitement in my heart? Why didn't the hatred in my heart disappear for a moment? Why do I have an inexplicable pain in my heart?
If Du Fuwei is still alive at this time? How would he feel when he saw Cha Huai'an's appearance at this moment? Will he be happy, sad, or helpless? On the tombstone, the picture of Du Fuwei is serious, with a cold expression, and there seems to be a contemptuous smile on the corner of his mouth, as if he is mocking Cha Huai'an and making excuses for his actions.
Taking a deep breath, Cha Huai'an slowly stood up. Suddenly, Cha Huai'an punched it down, and with a "bang", the entire tombstone was instantly shattered, and bits of gravel flew out. Everyone was shocked for a while, and looked at Cha Huai'an in a daze, a little in disbelief. In any case, Du Fuwei is also a giant of the Mohist Guild, he is the one who led the dark ink disciples to a brilliant future, and they still respect and admire Du Fuwei from the bottom of their hearts. They can ignore the fight between Cha Huai'an and Yan Sishui, but it's hard for them to accept this kind of treatment of Du Fuwei. What's more, no matter whether Du Fuwei made thousands of mistakes, he was always Cha Huai'an's master, right? Even if he didn't think about the relationship between master and apprentice, at least he shouldn't destroy his tombstone, right?
However, they have seen Cha Huai'an's iron-blooded wrists these days, and they still have a deep fear of Cha Huai'an. Even though there is some dissatisfaction in my heart at this moment, I dare not say it.
Seeing the dripping blood on the back of his hand, Cha Huai'an smiled coldly and indifferently. Taking out a handkerchief and slowly wiping the blood stains on the back of his hand, Cha Huai'an said coldly: "Dig the grave for me." The voice was indifferent, as if it came from the deepest part of hell. Everyone shivered inexplicably, and looked at Cha Huai'an in astonishment.
"Juzi, what are you going to do? Juzi Du is just on his seventh day, so even if we move his tomb, it will take some time." An old man stood up and said. He is a supporter of Cha Huai'an, and Cha Huai'an has made great contributions to becoming the giant of the Mohist Guild. As for Cha Huai'an, he has always respected him all these years. In his opinion, even if Cha Huai'an is now in the position of giant, he must respect him three points.
Turning his head slowly, Cha Huai'an's eyes fell on him like a knife, and said in a cold voice: "Didn't you hear what I just said clearly? I said dig his grave."
"Nonsense, Cha Huai'an, although you are a giant of the Mohist Guild, you are not qualified to do so. You are deceiving the master and destroying the ancestors, you know?" the old man said angrily. Regarding Cha Huai'an's tone just now, he was extremely unhappy. He didn't expect that Cha Huai'an turned his face faster than turning over a book. How could he bear it when he was on it, and he treated himself like this.
"Huh!" With a cold snort, Cha Huai'an suddenly turned around without warning, and the dagger in his hand suddenly pierced the old man's neck. Immediately, blood gushed out. The old man widened his eyes in disbelief, looked at Cha Huai'an in front of him in astonishment, turned his head slowly, and looked at his neck, where a sharp dagger was stuck, and blood gushed out like a fountain. A burst of dizziness, the whole person slowly fell down.
The other Mohist Guild disciples on the side were also shocked, staring blankly at everything in front of them, they couldn't believe it. No one expected that Cha Huai'an would attack without any warning, and the attack was so vicious that it left people with lingering fear. With a cold snort, Cha Huai'an said, "You seem to have forgotten your identity, hum." Then, he glanced at the disciples of the Mohist Guild, and said, "Do you still need me to repeat that? ?”
After the words fell, those disciples of the Mohist Guild dared to say more, and with the old man acting as the leader, no one dared to say more. Going against Cha Huai'an's words at this time is clearly courting death. Without any hesitation at the moment, those disciples rushed forward and began to dig Du Fuwei's grave.
Cha Huai'an's face was always gloomy. Watching the cement tomb being dug up little by little, his heart was also beating "bang bang bang". It seemed that what he was going to face next was a terrible thing. Like something, he was a little nervous. I don't know if this is considered a psychopath, but it is undeniable that Cha Huai'an has completely lost his sanity at this moment, and he only wants revenge.
The disciples of the Mohist Guild were also secretly beating their hearts. They suddenly realized that they knew too little about Cha Huai'an. Following such a person would be life-threatening at any time. Who knew that Cha Huai'an would die Suddenly when you are in a bad mood, you will stab yourself with a knife? It scares them a little. There is also a little regret, secretly thinking that if Yan Sishui took the position of Juzi back then, I'm afraid it wouldn't be like this? Although it is said that the philosophy adhered to by the dark ink disciples is to pursue the goal and use any means, but at least there should be a limit, right? At least there is a bottom line, a bottom line that must never be touched. What Cha Huai'an is doing now has completely surpassed any bottom line, which makes them feel very confused about the future and very scared. It's just that at this moment, no one dared to speak out against it, and no one wanted to be an old man like the old man and die on the spot.
Du Fuwei's grave was dug up bit by bit, and soon, a coffin lying horizontally inside could be seen. Accompanied by the bang, the coffin was lifted out of the grave by the crowd and put aside. Cha Huai'an walked up slowly, feeling very nervous and frightened, as if he had exhausted a lot of strength every step he took. However, there was still a strong murderous intent and resentment clearly shining in those eyes.
Caressing the coffin, Cha Huai'an suddenly laughed loudly, the smile was a bit desolate, which made people feel a chill from the bottom of their hearts. "Bang", Cha Huai'an slapped the coffin fiercely, and the coffin lid instantly shattered, revealing Du Fuwei's body. Lying quietly in the coffin, the expression on his face was still so indifferent, there seemed to be a slight contemptuous smile on the corner of his mouth, as if he was making fun of Cha Huai'an.
"Master, tell me, how should I thank you? How should I treat you?" Cha Huai'an's facial expression was obviously distorted, and his appearance looked ferocious and terrifying. "Open your eyes and have a look, open your eyes and take a good look, I, I, am the giant of the Mohist Guild now. Why don't you open your eyes? Are you afraid to face all this, huh? Talk, talk." Cha Huai'an suddenly pulled up Du Fuwei hysterically and shook him vigorously.