Self-cultivation of the traveler of the world

At dawn in the east, the rising sun at the sea level burst into a blazing light, illuminating the vast sky and reflecting colorful rays of rays.

Three or two clouds hang with the sky, emitting red light like blood under the rising sun.

On the rippling sea, a pitch-black yacht was drifting with the flow. The yacht's bow plywood, the old and the young were sitting there curled up their legs, looking at the lonely sea, and their bodies were wet with morning dew.

The two of them sat here all night, looking angry, afraid, and sad, as if something was bothering them, making them unable to make up their minds for a long time.

These two people are Uncle Jiu and Sir Lin!

"It's time to eat!"

In the cabin, Wang Xuebin looked at the two figures on the bow of the boat, shook his head slightly, and put some simple food on the table, and greeted the two people on the bow of the boat.

Wang Xuebin's shouts awakened the confused two people. They looked at each other without saying anything, supported each other, got up and returned to the cabin.

"Guanlan...you..."

"Don't worry, eat something first!"

Looking at Uncle Jiu who was hesitant, Wang Xuebin raised his eyebrows lightly, shook his head slightly, and did not rush to ask.

He didn't want to wait until Uncle Jiu and the others made the decision before regretting it. Now, waiting patiently for a while is much better than living in regret all the time in the second half of his life!

So, he is not in a hurry!

"Lin Sir, too, so do you. Have a meal first, and then talk about it after you finish it!"

After saying that, Wang Xuebin nodded and turned around and left.

Looking at Wang Xuebin's departure back, looking at the simple food on the table, the two looked at each other again, sighed and started to eat.

To be honest, the two of them had no appetite, and Wang Xuebin seemed to have guessed the situation between them, and only prepared some light snacks and a pot of strong tea, which was simple and not rich.

Wang Xuebin's appetite was not very good at this time, but he was not feeling pitiful for the ordinary people of Japan. He never felt that the Japanese people were innocent and pitiful!

If you enjoy the benefits brought by the plunder of Japan, you will naturally have to bear the harm caused by the revenge of the enemy. How can you only enjoy rights and not fulfill your obligations in the world?

No free lunch!

Wang Xuebin never separates the Japanese people from the Japanese. In his opinion, the Japanese have always been a whole!

Just as Jiuju is peeping at China, isn’t the Japanese government and people peeping at China’s resources and people that hate China?

Jiuju first-class is not a school, but also a kind of thought. The ideological foundation has not been cut off, and it is useless to kill a few people who understand magic!

From the beginning, Wang Xuebin did not regard Jiuju's first-rate as the main goal of revenge. His purpose was always to interrupt Japan's confidence and backbone for peeping into China.

Economics, politics, military, science and technology, people's livelihood, and even magic. All aspects of Japan are under Wang Xuebin's targeted plan.

After this battle, he destroyed the confidence of Japan to peek at China, and as for the future...

Thinking of China in the present world, Wang Xuebin raised his eyebrows, slightly sarcastic corners of his mouth, and shook his head gently.

Or is the United States a country that is even more disgusting...

Japan?

hehe...

Taking a deep breath, slowly exhaled, focusing his mind, stretching his hand into the void, pulling out a handful of money swords, lined up the plyboards in turn, stretching out his hand, turning the position inside the storage space, picking up the money sword, and getting busy with caution.

In the cabin, Uncle Jiu and Lin Sir were sitting on the sofa, looking blankly at the front, and chewing something mechanically in their mouths.

"...Lin...Lin Zai...have you made a decision?"

Finally, Uncle Jiu's eyes were determined, as if he had made up some determination. He let out a long sigh, leaned back, turned to look at Lin Sir who was still dazed.

"...ah...what...ah...ah...ah...ah...ah..."

Lin Sir, who was awakened by Uncle Jiu's words, accidentally choked by the snacks and couldn't help coughing.

Seeing this, Uncle Jiu quickly took the strong tea on the table, gave Lin Sir a cup, handed it to him, patting him on the back, and whispered:

"Slow down! Take a sip of water and go down! I'm asking, do you have the answer to the question Guanlan asked before?"

"Ahem..."

He took the tea handed over by Uncle Jiu and poured it down in one mouthful. The bitter tea rolled in his throat, which made him feel a little excited. He coughed twice, frowned, and hesitated:

"I... Weizai's death... I... have enough people...

That day I saw a young mother jumping off the building, holding her newborn baby... and smashing it in front of my car, dyeing the car red...

I heard that her lover runs a company, goes bankrupt, and jumps off the building. All the elderly in the family are killed by evil spirits. Only she and her newborn daughter are left, and they are desperate...

I'm a little scared... I haven't had a good sleep for several days... I have nightmares every day... I always dream of a group of Japanese ghosts surrounding me... I'm not afraid of evil ghosts... I'm... I'm afraid of myself...

I was afraid that I would become a murderer without blinking...I became a policeman because my father was killed...I don't want to become the person I hate the most...but...ah..."

Lin Sir sighed a long time and buried his head in his hands, as if this could get rid of the troubles of the world and change it to a temporary tranquility.

Hearing Lin Sir's words, Uncle Jiu was also silent. He looked at his hands, then at Lin Sir with his head buried beside him, shook his head and sighed, and did not ask anything more.

Lin Sir's meaning is clearly expressed enough, why didn't he think so?

Seeing people who are human beings fall in front of you, as long as they are not innocent and shameless beasts, it is difficult not to be touched by them.

Uncle Jiu and Sir Lin are not only not honest and shameless people, but on the contrary, their moral standards are not low at all. It is naturally not surprising that they have such feelings.

As for the choice...

"Huh...I understand, don't worry, I will tell Guanlan. He is not a person who enjoys killing people, he will understand..."

Hearing Uncle Jiu's words, Lin Sir nodded slightly and said nothing.

To be honest, he was a little afraid to face Wang Xuebin, not only because of shame, but also because of the other party's will to kill Yingye but remain unchanged.

The Japanese country has fallen to this point, which is created by Wang Xuebin, but he can watch the miserable situation coldly and unmoved at all.

Whenever he thinks of this, he will feel a trembling from his bones, even more fearful than a demon!

He did not tell Uncle Jiu that every time he had nightmares, what he feared the most was Wang Xuebin, who stood behind the evil ghost and had a expressionless face.

As for myself...it's just an excuse!

He was really afraid of Wang Xuebin to the core...

Looking at Sir Lin beside him, Uncle Jiu shook his head and sighed again. He patted Sir Lin on the shoulder gently, got up and walked outward.

Just as Wang Xuebin once said, everything must be settled after all!