Reversing Life

The monk's words reminded Mu Yunxian that his previous mission was to kill him. His employer proposed revenge, which was revenge. No matter what he did in the process, as long as the result was successful revenge, the mission system would determine that he had completed the mission. This time is different. The person responsible for making the decision is not the cold system, but the employer himself.

As it happens, this locust tree demon is insane and hypocritical. It was wrong from the beginning. He was blamed for his negligence. He didn't even know the character of the locust tree demon, so he hastily set the direction of the mission.

After the mission progress correction prompt, Mu Yunxian once again clearly felt the influence of the Sophora Tree Demon on him. This is a good thing. With the Sophora Tree Demon by his side, Mu Yunxian can follow his logic and correct the direction of the mission in time. The monk helped him again. The pagoda tree demon liked the monk's tricks very much. Mu Yunxian thought about how to say something to make the pagoda tree demon accept his method and untie the knot.

Now that the monk knew about Mu Yunxian's existence, he stopped hiding and lived generously in the room provided by the monk every day. In the eyes of others, he did nothing but read books.

One time the monk came over and saw a pile of paper scattered around Mu Yunxian, with one word written neatly on it: endure.

The handwriting is straight and vigorous, penetrating the back of the paper. The monk saw it and said with a smile: "Do you still want the word "donor"? If you don't want it, I will take it and use it as a copybook for the little monk."

Mu Yunxian threw away the pen, raised his head, and counted with his fingers: "Since... five or six hundred years ago, you are the first to say that you want to give my handwriting to children to play with."

"It's enough for me to keep one." The monk looked at the words carefully and said, "The donor is impatient."

Mu Yun said casually: "When you said that, I remembered that there are some things that should interest you."

He walked to the bookshelf again, flipped through a stack of papers, and said, "You said that day that my actions could not make him feel relieved. I deeply believed that, so I found some books to read and wanted to correct them..."

"You want to persuade him to accept your approach?" The monk said, "You must have failed."

"Yes, he said everything in the book was nonsense." Mu Yunxian said, "I guess he didn't understand it well, so he wrote something..."

The monk watched Mu Yunxian take down a thick stack of papers from the bookshelf, and chuckled: "He doesn't want to listen, and there's nothing you can do about him."

Mu Yun hesitated and gave the few pieces of paper to the monk, and then said: "These are not the ones I wrote. I accidentally got some lost Buddhist scriptures. I thought you might be of some use. Remembering that I still owe you a favor, I gave them to you." You.”

The monk finally saw through Mu Yunxian's plan: "He can sense what you have done, and copying the book is useless. The donor is destined to be my Buddha, and he must have some wisdom. If you want to use literal meaning to deceive him, I'm afraid it won't work." After saying that, he looked at the Buddhist scripture written by Mu Yunxian and said, "I need this book right now, so thank you to the donor."

"Thank me for anything." Mu Yunxian said: "You have been kind to him, and I have to repay you. Now I have to agree to whatever you ask me to do."

"It's not difficult." The monk said, "You just need to resolve the cause and effect with the donor."

"But you can say it." Mu Yun said leisurely: "If it's just like this, I'm afraid you will waste an opportunity."

The monk didn't care and just said: "You will understand when the time comes." Before he left, he said: "Since what you want to do is to untie the knot of the donor's heart, and the focus is on the heart, you might as well start from this. Although the words in the book are reasonable, they do not come from your heart and are certainly of no use.”

The monk's words reminded Mu Yunxian that his previous mission was to kill him. His employer proposed revenge, which was revenge. No matter what he did in the process, as long as the result was successful revenge, the mission system would determine that he had completed the mission. This time is different. The person responsible for making the decision is not the cold system, but the employer himself.

As it happens, this locust tree demon is insane and hypocritical. It was wrong from the beginning. He was blamed for his negligence. He didn't even know the character of the locust tree demon, so he hastily set the direction of the mission.

After the mission progress correction prompt, Mu Yunxian once again clearly felt the influence of the Sophora Tree Demon on him. This was a good thing. With the Sophora Tree Demon by his side, Mu Yunxian could follow his logic and correct the direction of the mission in time. The monk helped him again. The pagoda tree demon liked the monk's tricks very much. Mu Yunxian thought about how to say something to make the pagoda tree demon accept his method and untie the knot.

Now that the monk knew about Mu Yunxian's existence, he stopped hiding and lived openly in the room provided by the monk every day. In the eyes of others, he did nothing but read books.

One time the monk came over and saw a pile of paper scattered around Mu Yunxian, with one word written neatly on it: endure.

The handwriting is straight and vigorous, penetrating the back of the paper. The monk saw it and said with a smile: "Do you still want the word "donor"? If you don't want it, I will take it and use it as a copybook for the little monk."

Mu Yunxian threw away the pen, raised his head, and counted with his fingers: "Since... five or six hundred years ago, you are the first to say that you want to give my handwriting to children to play with."

"It's enough for me to keep one." The monk looked at the words carefully and said, "The donor is impatient."

Mu Yun said casually: "When you said that, I remembered that there are some things that should interest you."

He walked to the bookshelf again, flipped through a stack of papers, and said, "You said that day that my actions could not make him feel relieved. I deeply believed that, so I found some books to read and wanted to correct them..."

"You want to persuade him to accept your approach?" The monk said, "You must have failed."

"Yes, he said everything in the book was nonsense." Mu Yunxian said, "I guess he didn't understand it well, so he wrote something..."

The monk watched Mu Yunxian take down a thick stack of papers from the bookshelf, and chuckled: "He doesn't want to listen, and there's nothing you can do about him."

Mu Yun hesitated and gave the few pieces of paper to the monk, and then said: "These are not the ones I wrote. I accidentally got some lost Buddhist scriptures. I thought you might be of some use. Remembering that I still owe you a favor, I gave them to you." You.”

The monk finally saw through Mu Yunxian's plan: "He can sense what you have done, and copying the book is useless. The donor is destined to be my Buddha, and he must have some wisdom. If you want to use literal meaning to deceive him, I'm afraid it won't work." After that, he looked at the Buddhist scriptures written by Mu Yunxian and said, "I need this book right now, so thank you to the donor."

"Thank me for anything." Mu Yunxian said: "You have been kind to him, and I have to repay you. Now I have to agree to whatever you ask me to do."

"It's not difficult." The monk said, "You just need to resolve the cause and effect with the donor."

"But you can say it." Mu Yun said leisurely: "If it's just like this, I'm afraid you will waste an opportunity."

The monk didn't care and just said: "You will understand when the time comes." Before he left, he said: "Since what you want to do is to untie the knot of the donor's heart, and the focus is on the heart, you might as well start from this. Although the words in the book are reasonable, they do not come from your heart and are certainly of no use.”

Mu Yun said casually: "Thank you very much."

What he said actually had no effect. At least the monk didn't notice whether Mu Yunxian listened to it or not. After a few months of this, a girl came.

This girl is his employer's third love interest.

After she became a hero, her father died in the border battle. She returned to the capital and married her childhood sweetheart after her filial piety. Unexpectedly, the fiancé was a complete scumbag. He took advantage of no one to support her and brought his cousin into the house again.

You know what happened next. The girl's life was miserable. Her husband's cousin became the wife of the wife, and she became a transparent person. The husband's family didn't want to let her out because they didn't want to lose face. She had to die miserably in a small courtyard.

The Sophora Tree Demon knew that there were many people who could save her, but they all turned a blind eye to her plight. After her death, her father's old men wanted to seek justice for her, but they were also stopped. The father of the girl's husband used both soft and hard tactics to completely conceal the matter, and the man who made the decision for her also died miserably.

At this time, the girl didn't know what would happen to her in the future. She was immersed in the joy of getting married. When she came to the temple to offer incense, she took the wrong step and entered the courtyard where the monk was, and then she bumped into the locust tree.

She was quickly invited away by the monks in the temple. Mu Yunxian stood behind the tree, looking at her back without saying a word.

"You said you want to settle the cause and effect, but I have to take care of this matter. How can I not be involved in the cause and effect?" Mu Yunxian said to the locust tree demon in his heart: "I might as well let you understand that there are so many injustices in the world, and they are not responsible for it. What, if you read more, you won’t get entangled in these trivial matters.”

The emotion of the locust tree demon spread in Mu Yunxian's heart, making him uncomfortable, but his mission progress suddenly jumped up a notch.