Originated from mountains and seas, life never ends

Chapter 201 Are You Willing?

Dead silence.

Deathly silence swept the entire venue.

Ye Ningzhi couldn't believe what she heard.

"what are you saying?"

Mo Jian's cheeks twitched and there was a look of disbelief in his eyes.

"you--"

"It's really him."

At this time, Qin Xiao and Nangong Huaxue heard the old man's low murmur.

The old man lowered his eyes, and his aura was very complicated, seeming to be sad, and also seemed to be angry.

"Actually... I'm very curious." Nangong Huaxue suddenly noticed something, leaned close to Qin Xiao's ear and asked softly.

Qin Xiao thought she was going to ask some important question, so he looked at her.

"Why...do the clothes he's wearing fit him so well? Did this old man prepare them for him?"

Qin Xiao: ...

Qin Xiao looked at her speechlessly, then looked at Mo Ze who was dressed in white, feeling somewhat helpless.

"This is a simple trick. Didn't he have the body of a beast before? The fur has turned into clothes and he is wearing them." Qin Xiao still answered her question.

"So is he a human or an animal now?" Nangong Huaxue whispered.

"It's a fuss."

Mo Ze suddenly turned around and smiled at her.

Nangong Huaxue: ...

"Don't make that expression." Mo Ze turned his head and looked into Mo Jian's complicated eyes, and laughed, "Now that I think about it, that sword strike was really painful..."

As Mo Ze spoke, he gently stroked his throat, his eyes slightly narrowed as if he was reminiscing.

"This is also the first time I've experienced the feeling of being beheaded." His smile was clear, but his words chilled people's hearts. "I didn't expect that I would become a biological father in this life."

Mo Jian looked unhappy and didn't know how to react.

"It's really... interesting." Mo Ze said with a smile, as if he was just talking about a trivial matter.

Ye Ningzhi's gaze moved between him and Mo Jian, his brows furrowed.

"what you up to?"

Mo Jian stared at the familiar yet unfamiliar face in front of him, tensing all his muscles to prevent him from suddenly attacking - although he felt that it was useless.

Mo Ze didn't answer, just looked at him with a smile.

"...If you want revenge, just go after me. Please don't... hurt my child." Mo Jian racked his brains but couldn't understand what Mo Ze wanted to do, so he could only speak out.

Ye Ningzhi's brows were furrowed as if she might crush an ant to death, and she was about to say something.

"I really miss you. You wanted to kill me because of your wife." Mo Ze held one of his cheeks and smiled brightly. "You cried and begged me to forgive you... and then you chopped off my head."

The atmosphere suddenly dropped to freezing point, and even the most dull-witted person should be able to understand the filthiness that exists among them.

Qin Xiao suddenly glanced at the old man, somewhat surprised that he was so quiet.

Mo Jian's face was pale and looked extremely ugly.

Looking at the beautiful woman in front of me with a smile as beautiful as a peach blossom, an irresistible chill welled up in my heart.

He suddenly recalled a conversation he had with the Imperial Master several years ago, a month before Mo Hanyu was born.

"Come to think of it, you and this Mo Ze do have some connection."

The Imperial Master sat opposite him at that time, raised his arm leisurely, and poured out some fresh, warm tea.

"How could that be? I only heard some stories about him when I was a child. Is this also called origin?" Mo Jian asked, puzzled.

The Imperial Master shook his head. Although he was wearing a mask, his instinct was to smile.

"No..." The Imperial Master's voice was always full of laughter. "Should we say it is a good fate, or... an evil fate?"

"I can't say for sure. You may know it later."

Mo Jian was breathing heavily, and the surroundings seemed to become blurry.

But then, Mo Ze's words made him sober again.

"And what do you mean by hurt? He is me, and I have just recovered to normal now. How can there be any hurt?" Mo Ze said with a smile, and it seemed that he was not going to leave.

"you--"

"Give Han Yu back to me." Ye Ningzhi said suddenly, her expression not much better than Mo Jian's. She covered her chest with her hands, her voice trembling but firm, "If you want revenge, you can come to us. Please... give my child back to me."

At the end of the conversation, tears could be seen flickering in his eyes.

Mo Ze still had a faint smile on his face as he watched coldly.

Seeing this, Nangong Huaxue scratched his head and glanced at Qin Xiao, who looked calm, wondering why he had no reaction at all.

"Aren't you worried?" Nangong Huaxue leaned close to his ear and asked, "Isn't that child very important to you?"

Or is it that now that Mo Ze is back, the child can be abandoned?

Qin Xiao heard what she was thinking and flicked her finger unhappily: "What are you thinking about?"

Nangong Huaxue covered her head in grievance and pouted.

Qin Xiao shook his head helplessly, seeming to sigh at her slowness.

"Can't you see he's teasing them?"

Nangong Huaxue: ...?

Mo Hanyu sobbed for a long time, but didn't get any response from the other party.

Whether it is comfort or ridicule.

So he slowly stopped, looked up, and met a pair of interested eyes.

Mo Hanyu: ...

What is he laughing at?

I saw an inexplicable smile on the exquisite and perfect face opposite me, the smile was like blooming flowers, and the whole body was shining with dazzling light like a god, shining brightly.

But the next second, the "God" spoke.

"Ha, it's really fun to tease children."

Mo Hanyu:……?

Mo Ze leaned forward slightly, thinking of something interesting, and his eyes narrowed into a smile: "No wonder those guys like to play with the kids so much."

Mo Hanyu: ...

Mo Hanyu was now certain that he was just teasing him.

For a moment, nameless anger ignited in my heart.

"Is this fun?!" Mo Hanyu asked.

Mo Ze nodded shamelessly: "Of course, why else would I say that?"

Mo Hanyu: ...

Mo Hanyu: "So you don't want to replace me?"

"No." Mo Ze raised his eyebrows, "Why do you think so?"

Isn't that what you said at the beginning?!

Mo Hanyu's mood was very complicated for a moment.

"Of course it's to tease you, hahaha." Mo Ze had no awareness of being annoying and was still laughing.

"Is it fun to play tricks on yourself?" Mo Hanyu was dissatisfied.

"It's quite interesting." Unexpectedly, he nodded seriously.

Mo Hanyu: ...

"Don't have that expression. I feel helpless when I wake up and find that I'm resurrected." Mo Ze's smile faded and he lay back down.

"Isn't it because of that old man?! He's someone you know, right?" Mo Hanyu got angry when he heard him mention this, "He also injured Xiao and my brother..."

"Feng Zhi, he has really changed a lot." Mo Ze smiled, a little nostalgic, "He was not like this before... It seems that the blow was too great."

"Because of your death?" Seeing that he became serious, Mo Hanyu also slowed down his voice.

"Not only that...it's also hard for him." Mo Ze talked about the past and sighed, "But it's all in the past. Now let's talk about you. Do you know where this is?"

"I don't know, but I've been here before." Mo Hanyu looked around, and thinking of the feeling of accepting the soul fragment before, he couldn't help but shudder, and looked at him warily, "You don't want to merge too, do you?"

"You're overthinking." Mo Ze sneered, "I was just the last breath I exhaled before I died. Feng Zhi collected it for many years and finally found an opportunity to merge it with my soul and body."

"I can choose to absorb your soul and body, completely controlling everything about you, and not possessing your memories and emotions."

Mo Hanyu frowned and opened his mouth to say something.

"But you can choose not to merge. It won't be long before I disappear between heaven and earth like the ordinary breath I exhale."

Mo Ze smiled widely, and didn't seem to think this was a heavy matter at all.

"So...your choice is—"

"Of course it's the latter." Mo Ze rolled his eyes and stretched. "I should have disappeared thousands of years ago. It was that kid who refused to give up and forced me to stay for so many years. Now that he has given up his obsession, it's time to let it go."

"That child... isn't he talking about that old man?" Mo Hanyu's mouth twitched.

Mo Ze glanced at him and didn't answer his idiotic question. He plucked a flower and handed it to him: "This is your soul sea, the source of your spirit. You can't let anyone in here casually..."

Mo Ze explained to him the importance of the soul sea, and couldn't help but sigh: "It's really fate, I didn't expect that he would be your father."

"My...father? What does that mean?" Mo Hanyu, who was digesting the information, suddenly looked up and asked.

"Back then, it was he who chopped off my head." Mo Ze smiled nonchalantly, then thought of something and smiled at him with his eyelids raised. "Yes, I should say it was your head."

"Impossible!" Mo Hanyu stood up suddenly and said sternly, "My father...can't be the kind of ungrateful person!"

Apparently, he also knew about those legends.

"Why not?" Mo Ze was not angry at being interrupted abruptly, but just chuckled, "It's true that I saved him at the beginning, but time flies, and he has a more important wife. It's normal for him to choose the lesser of the two and draw his sword against me."

"You are still young, and many things will not be as consistent as you imagine. The thing that is most lacking in this world is change, whether it is human affairs or the Cangshan Mountains and Erhai Lakes." Mo Ze's eyes were indifferent and unusually calm.

"Human life span is but a brief moment to me, let's put it this way. I met a man many years ago. He was still a teenager at the time. I was also at a childish age, so we got along very well and I spent several years with him."

"Then I left. When I saw him again, he was already grey-haired and like a candle in the wind."

"I was very happy at the time, so I stayed with him for a few days and even had a meal with him. But he put herbs in the meal that were specifically for me, which could make me lose consciousness temporarily."

"I vaguely felt something was wrong, but I still pretended to be unconscious. As expected, he contacted other humans. They took out weapons made specifically for me and wanted to kill me and eat my flesh."

"They believe that eating my flesh can make them immortal and free from disease and disaster. I know this rumor does exist in the world, but I didn't expect him to believe it, nor did I expect him to be so determined to pick up a knife and cut a piece of my flesh."

"When he saw his plan was exposed, he knelt in front of me and cried bitterly, saying that he just wanted to live a few more years and watch his offspring grow up... But I knew that he was just saying this to gain my sympathy. In fact, he cursed me in his heart and hated me for not obeying his orders and dying."

"So I killed them all." Mo Ze talked about this with a calm face, without any waves. "For example, it's like you met a friend this morning, and you got along well with him, but when you saw him again two days later, he smiled and recruited a group of people to kill you..."

"It's very sad."

Although he said this, there was no fluctuation on Mo Ze's face.

"There are countless things like this, so no matter what happens, I won't be surprised." Mo Ze smiled again, "Besides, compared to the others, his is nothing."

Mo Hanyu fell silent because of what Mo Ze said. He lowered his head and frowned, seeming a little sad.

Mo Hanyu, who was immersed in his own world, was caught off guard by the touch on his head. He was stunned for a moment and looked up at him.

The man who looked exactly like him smiled and spoke in a tone as gentle as the breeze.

"So you don't have to worry. He was willing to kill me to protect his wife and children before. Now he is willing to confront me to protect you. I believe he will protect you in the future..."

Mo Hanyu couldn't hear the rest of the words clearly. He just felt sad, with a sadness from the depths of his soul that was enough to make one cry.

He looked at Mo Ze, not understanding why he could say these with a smile.

Mo Ze met his sad and complicated eyes, paused, and said with a smile: "You are more emotional than I thought."

"It's not good to be so compassionate."

Mo Hanyu did not answer and slowly lowered his head.

……

"Why do you say I'm teasing you?" Nangong Huaxue wondered.

Qin Xiao nodded his chin: "Look."

As expected, the next second, Mo Ze smiled and said, "Why are you so nervous? I won't do anything."

Upon hearing this, Ye Ningzhi and Mo Lan were stunned.

"Oh, I'm dead anyway, so there's no point in worrying about it." He even waved his hand in boredom.

Mo Jian didn't understand what he meant, or rather, he couldn't believe it.

"And in the final analysis, it wasn't you who killed him. His fate was over and he would die no matter what he did." Mo Ze muttered and turned back to the old man.

The old man didn't understand.

Mo Ze stroked his chin, looked at the old man, and suddenly snapped his fingers and said, "Look at you, you wasted so much time and energy, and in the end it was all for nothing. Why bother?"

"How can it be all in vain? You—" The old man heard him say this and tried to explain, but paused. Then, an indescribable sadness appeared in his eyes, "You... have decided."

Mo Ze smiled and didn't answer.

The old man understood what he meant, and slowly lowered his head. His powerful aura collapsed, and he looked decadent and sad. At this moment, he felt no different from those ordinary old men.

"so……"

Mo Ze stretched out his hand to him, his fingers were long and white.

"Will you come with me?"

"Where...to?"

The old man asked this, but he had a vague answer in his heart.

Mo Ze smiled, dazzling and extremely bright.

"Go to hell."