bayedsolid Chapter 416 Refutation
Chapter 416 Refutation
The light in the alley grew dimmer, and the moss at the base of the wall glowed strangely in the damp air, like countless pairs of dark green eyes, watching their decisions in the dark.
Lu Wensheng slowly raised his eyes, his brown pupils burning with cold anger, reflecting Zheng Xiu's distorted face, which glowed like jade in the twilight.
He suddenly chuckled, his voice carrying a calmness that sent chills down Zhengxiu's spine.
"Are you willing to be food for your enemy, or would you rather die than let his plan fail?" Lu Wensheng suddenly spoke, his voice as light as a feather, yet as sharp as a blade.
“It’s never a choice…
Does the seemingly peaceful life mean that there is no hatred? It is just the lurking of the weak who have no power to resist.
It's not that everyone is spineless - those people whose throats were poured by the river water, those corpses that rotted in the plague, their bones are oozing with blood and tears, do you think they are really willing to be the food of the demons?"
The corner of his robe brushed against the rotting leaves at the base of the wall, but Lu Wensheng's eyes sparkled with a light that did not belong here: "Min Xiao used the lives of the people as a battlefield, and now he wants us to repeat the same mistake? What kind of sinister tricks are he playing? I have to tell you - the reason why the right path is right is not because it seeks benefits and avoids harm, but because it is done knowing that it is impossible."
"The residents are content with the status quo, not because they don't want to hate, but because Min Xiao didn't even give them the right to 'hate'!
He tampered with the river course and used illusions to make the survivors forget the truth of the disaster - just like rubbing salt into the wound, then cutting off a piece of flesh and blood, and finally telling them 'It hurts because you were born with defects.'"
The water of Xiangsheng River is still flowing, but no one knows how many cries and shouts of wronged souls are hidden beneath the turbid water.
"The most terrifying thing is not the festering wounds, but someone makes you believe that festering flesh and blood is normal. Their instinct to resist has only been temporarily washed away by the formation, but the instinct will always exist!"
Are the people simply ignorant and stupid? Do they not even have the courage to resist?
Once the most desperate person awakens, the anger that erupts can burn everything.
“You said the entire Xiangsheng City is trying to stop me?
No, it was never the common people who stopped us, but the vested interests who rode on their heads and abused their power. These wronged souls whose souls were taken away were obviously the ones who wanted to tear the formation apart the most! "
Zheng Xiu's pupils suddenly shrank and a short breath escaped from his throat.
“As for the center of the formation…” Lu Wensheng suddenly chuckled.
"Min Xiao thought he could bind them with his status and comfort? What would a person do when he knew that his life depended on the wailing of thousands of wronged souls, when he found out that his 'destiny' was nothing but food raised by the demons?"
"Either become an accomplice, or smash this cannibalistic cage with your own hands."
If you are an accomplice, then atone for your sin!
Not only are you betrayed by others, you are also betrayed by yourself. At that time, it will not be a question of whether you are willing to sacrifice or not, but a question of paying the price for the sins committed - this is not a gamble, it is a reckoning!
However, when the truth washes away all lies like a flood, and when the price of staying alive is greater than voluntary sacrifice, who would dare to be an accomplice of the demons?
Lu Wensheng turned around and stared at Zheng Xiu, his eyes as sharp as a torch. "The formation needs 'desperate souls', but don't forget, what this world lacks the most is 'unyielding obsession'."
He turned and looked at the sky in the twilight. The clouds were rolling like the surface of a river that had been emptied of turbid waves. His voice suddenly became softer, but it had the power to penetrate the night.
"The suffering of the people whose souls were taken away should not become food for the demons."
"It's not the entire Xiangsheng City that is trying to stop me. It's Min Xiao who thinks highly of himself and has woven a net out of a temporary scheme. Now it's time for someone to tear the net apart and let the sunlight shine into the riverbed—"
Zheng Xiu looked at the sparks dancing in Lu Wensheng's eyes, and suddenly a feeling of bitterness rose in his throat.
He used to think that these righteous monks were just people seeking fame and reputation, talking about benevolence and morality but treating the lives of ants as worthless. But the person standing in front of him now made him see a completely different picture.
Lu Wensheng's eyes were too bright, as if the entire galaxy was crushed and held in his eyes. What was filled in his eyes was not fame, wealth and power, but the "common people" that he always talked about.
"You think I didn't know this would be the outcome?"
Lu Wensheng's voice suddenly lowered: "But there will always be someone who wants to be the madman who exposes the scam, and there will always be someone who wants to remember those crushed bones and blood and tears."
It was an almost obstinate persistence, with a self-destructive tendency like a moth to a flame, yet so pure that people dared not look directly at it.
The afterglow of the sun had somehow filled the alley, stretching Lu Wensheng's shadow long and slanting over Zheng Xiu's feet.
He looked at the silhouette dyed golden by the setting sun.
"you……"
I opened my mouth, but found that my throat seemed to be stuffed with a ball of water-soaked cotton wool, and I couldn't utter a single word.
He had laughed at the hypocrisy of the righteous path in his heart countless times, but now standing under this scorching "sunlight", the sarcastic words he had prepared froze on the tip of his tongue and turned into an awkward silence.
Zheng Xiu suddenly realized that the person in front of him might really be as dazzling as the sun - even if he, who was accustomed to darkness, found it dazzling, he could not deny that the light and heat could really burn through the haze and shine into those forgotten corners.
Even though they were considered opponents, he couldn't deny that his heart was touched.
He lowered his eyes and stared at his own shadow cast on the blue bricks. The shadow was cut into two halves by the setting sun, one half was immersed in the warm yellow halo, and the other half was trapped in the shadows.
It turns out that there are people in this world who are willing to risk the world's condemnation for the sake of the souls of strangers.
He thought such people were stupid, but at the same time, great.
"……You will regret this."
Finally, Zheng Xiu squeezed out these words, his voice was as light as a feather falling on the water, and seemed so weak.
"When they throw you out as a lunatic, when you realize you can't save anyone—"
"That's my choice too." Lu Wensheng interrupted him, turned and walked towards the alley. The setting sun cast a layer of gold on his black hair. Tang He and others followed him. The afterglow, which was not dazzling, blurred their outlines in an instant.
Only Lu Wensheng's sound was so clear.
"Just like you chose to protect Mr. Xike - Zhengxiu, we are all living for what we believe in."
The young man's back gradually disappeared in the waterfall of light, and Zhengxiu suddenly felt his eyes getting hot.
He put his hand on his chest, where his heart was beating violently, again and again, as if it was about to break through the cage of his ribs.
The sunlight in the alley gradually faded, but the place where Lu Wensheng had just stood seemed to still have a scorching temperature, which made his fingertips tremble.
Lu Wensheng seems different? Zhengxiu thought.
The pain in his eyes is real, his belief is real, even the way he stands in the shadows yet seems to have his own light is real.
So he found it ridiculous.
"Lu Wensheng, Fu Guangjun... Ha, in this rotten world, there are actually people like this..."
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The meaning of light's existence has never been to please everyone, but that it will still shine even if someone hates it.