Chapter 41 Hypocrisy

A stone tablet stands alone in the grass behind Mingyuan Mountain. Mingyuan Mountain is located in the most remote corner of Xianghai, and the back mountain is even less visited. If it weren't for the small characters engraved on the stone monument and the flowers and greeting cards placed in front of the monument, it would be impossible to tell that this was a tomb.

Mu Yu half-crouched in front of the stone tablet, and she had been staring at the words engraved on the tablet since she arrived.

"The tomb of Mr. Mu Ren, a well-known entrepreneur and philanthropist."

There must have been a grand memorial service. Mu Yu fiddled with the white flowers in front of the tomb. She could imagine many people she knew and didn't know lined up in neatly dressed clothes. Pay tribute in front of the spirit in turn.

The sad ones always try their best to squeeze in a tear or two to suit the atmosphere, the happy ones always have to use the mourning hall to evaporate some sadness, and the numb ones listen to the obituary in silence, but what they think about is their own funeral.

There are cards pressed under the white flowers.

Mu Yu flipped through it casually, most of which were filled with gratitude and remembrance. Each one carried the most sincere grief, and the more he looked at it, the more glaring it became.

Everything has nothing to do with her, and she will never embark on such a path.

"I'm back," she threw the last card in front of the tomb, stroking the powerful fonts on the tombstone, "I know that this tombstone is just an empty shell, and you will definitely board that train and start a greater adventure. You don't want to see me either."

She looked up at the mountainside, where the small building loomed in the hazy winter mist. When she reached the foot of the mountain, she found that she could no longer move. The small building and the tombstone had become a fragmented empty shell, making all remembrance or willfulness so hypocritical.

"I went to Mu Jia and learned a lot about the past." She smiled at the tombstone. She didn't know whether it was sarcasm or a sigh, but there was not much emotion in her tone.

Her eyes fell on the inscription again, and the rustling of grass in the distance interrupted her words. The words on the monument are twisted into a mansion filled with red lanterns and paper cutouts.

The red color is more like a derivative of blood.

"Mu Yu, Mu Yu, you, you, how did you know that I live here? Please, please, I was wrong. I was wrong at that time."

A girl leaned against the wall tremblingly. Pointing at Mu Yu, her delicate face was blurred by tears: "Please, please, please let me go, please let me go."

After speaking, she hugged her knees and squatted in the corner crying. stand up.

No matter how loud you cry, you can't call anyone.

Mu Yu stood in the corner of the bedroom and twirled her wand carelessly. She didn't stay in London long after Christmas. She went to Gringotts to inventory her property and then returned directly to Kyushu.

She couldn't wait to confirm something with an old acquaintance.

"Mujia, don't be afraid. I just want to confirm one thing." She squatted down and looked at the girl's level. At a glance, she saw the hideous scar left after the wound on the girl's forehead was sutured. She remembered that this scalp should have received ten stitches. Her gentle tone sounded like she was talking to her closest friend: "I'm not here to take revenge on you. We have already settled the accounts. I just want to know who is behind you."

It was as if some mechanism had been pressed. Jia's sobs stopped abruptly. There were still tears in her eyes. She no longer begged Mu Yu, but said tremblingly: "No, no one, no one, I, I just hate you."

"There will be no hatred without reason. I never I haven't provoked you. Even if your dislike of me is natural, it's not like a ten-year-old you could think of it. The grudge has been settled, tell me exactly who instigated you. You don’t want to add some bad memories, right?”

“No, no one, it’s all my thoughts. . I just hate you like this, I just hate you!"

Mu Yu completely lost her patience. She had no extra time to play games with her old acquaintances that she was tired of.

"What a pity." Mu Yu raised Mu Jia's face, forcing her eyes to look at him, "This is the first time I use this spell. It will definitely hurt. Legilimens."

Mu Jia's brain felt like needles pricking her for a moment. General pain. Something penetrated her memory, a pain that penetrated her soul. All her secrets were revealed in an instant.

"Stop, stop, Mu Yu, you madman, stop!" She kept struggling, but she was firmly restrained by the invisible force.

Her memory was extremely simple, and Mu Yu quickly found what he wanted in it.

That memory seemed to have been engraved into Mu Jia's blood, and the specific scene had long been blurred. Mu Yu could only clearly see a man tempting her over and over again: "She is a freak, you hate her very much, you are very Hate her... I must make trouble for her as soon as she enters school, isolate her, bully her, and use the cruelest way to lead her to destruction..."

Mu Yu wanted to see the man's face clearly, but when she just had this idea, the scene around her It quickly disintegrated and turned into a sharp sword to fight back towards her consciousness.

She immediately withdrew from Mu Jia's mind, threw Mu Jia aside, and suppressed the sweetness that surged to her tongue.

The person behind it underestimated her, but she still saw it. Although it was only a few seconds, it was enough for her to identify herself.

Sure enough.

Mu Jia, who was thrown aside like trash, still had the strength to speak. She propped herself up and leaned against the wall, giggling: "You must have seen it."

In the past, she also smiled like this, saying the most vicious words, leading the way. Let others invent new tricks for freaks.

Mu Yu looked at her as if she were a corpse.

"Your memory is still of some use after all." The clothes that Mu Jia had messed up due to his desperate struggle were quickly smoothed out like new under the wand. Mu Yu no longer wanted to stay here, "You are still alive. This is so disappointing." "I'm surprised. Goodbye, we'll never see you again."

As soon as she turned around, Mujia screamed desperately from behind, as if if she didn't say anything now, there would be no chance, and her ferocious face completely destroyed the girl's innocence.

"He found me, but without him I would hate you! Those people in the school would also hate you! Mu Yu, how come you have taken all the good things in the world by yourself, why are you still the same in our world? In that world, you can be the eldest lady. My family is also rich. Why can't I have the ability? I just hate the way you look, I hate you!"

Mu Yu turned to look at Mu Jia, who was completely out of sorts in front of him, and had no idea what she said. Half annoyed, on the contrary, he leaned against the wall and watched her craziness.

The people behind it had arranged too many tricks to destroy her.

Mujia took a breath, and the smile on her face was even more terrifying. She didn't look like a teenage girl at all, but more like a sinister ghost crawling out of hell: "He told me about an opportunity! You guys , you people are not allowed to bully ordinary people and use abilities on a large scale in front of ordinary people. I can do anything to you, I can trample you to the ground like a bug, but you can't do anything to me, Mu Yu. You are so good, you can endure it for three years. The more you tolerate and hide, the more I hate you! I hate your hypocrisy and your pretentiousness."

The past was revealed bit by bit, but Mu Yu continued to act . He didn't even move: "It's over"

seemed very boring.

Mu Jia laughed louder, shook her head, and said sadly: "Mu Yu, no matter what you do to me, no matter where you climb to in the future, even if you become a god or a Buddha, you can't erase the fact that you were once beaten by a group of people. Ordinary people chase you down the corridor like a dog. What kind of person is he? He uses his power on people like us and wants to erase all the things you have done. He is dead, right? Great, great, Mu Yu, admit it, you are not sad at all, you are even relaxed..."

She could no longer finish what she said, Mu Yu grabbed her hair and knocked her against the wall, but It was as peaceful as throwing a sandbag.

"Using this method to shake my Taoist heart," Mu Yu would say softly in her ear every time he bumped, "It's too low-level."

After another bump, she controlled the force very well.

"A real god will not have a specific image, and there will be no past, present, or future," she said again, "It's a pity that you act within the rules from beginning to end, and you also distorted it into what the rules want."

She said in Use Mu Jia's body to declare war on the people behind him.

"I once tried to walk within the boundaries of the rules, tried to be kind, and tried to be a good person." She almost didn't feel that the person in her hand was a person. "You can be regarded as teaching me, either because Follow the rules and destroy them, or break them, weave ideals, and redefine the rules. "

The human body under her hands can still speak. She has abandoned the childishness of a girl, and the tone is like a machine forcibly mixing both men and women: "Death in the world. There are too many gods." "She" still chuckled, "You are not missing. You and him were destined not to be together until the end from the beginning."

Mu Yu paused and pressed the body against the wall. She went up, looked directly into the eyes that had turned white, sighed softly, her face full of regret: "You are so pitiful."

She threw it directly on the ground, straightened her clothes, and looked down from a high position, almost becoming human-like. body: "What I want is never eternity."

She kicked again, and her body shook a few times and then became lifeless. Mujia was considered dead since she started Legilimency: "You are right, I am indeed quite hypocritical sometimes, such as everything I did just now."

The cold tombstone stung her, and she took back her hand, still staring at the words on the tombstone.

The wind howled through the grass.

She stood up slowly.

She thought she would have to go through a lot of trouble to meet the person she wanted to see, but she didn't expect him to come on his own.

She is always able to perfectly contain all her emotions, and people who come here may not be able to see through the memories that are rushing through her in just a short moment.

She looked at the lonely stone tablet sadly, with a choked tone in her voice, just like a little girl who had not yet come out of the shadow of her relatives' death: "Grandpa Shen, I didn't expect that you would still be willing to come here to accompany me to worship grandpa. ”