Chapter 118
Can You Call a Scholar A Villain? Chapter 118
She would come to the lake every day all, thinking about suicide, but she never touched her hand, because she couldn't die.
And over the years, she also persuaded many people who were about to commit suicide by the lake.
The couple who died in love, the widowed and widowed with no support, the despairing businessman with separated wives...
She is also sad in her heart, but she warms others with light.
"I don't advise you if you want to die, I just ask you one question: Have you ever lived?" Xiaodie's voice was as clear as a mountain spring.
"Wouldn't it be stupid if a person wanted to die if he didn't even live?"
Her this remark can persuade most people who want to commit suicide on a whim. people.
But Murong Lin is not so impulsive or suicidal.
"I died once."
Murong Lin said, knowing that Fluttershy would listen.
Anyone who comforts others is better at listening.
Murong Lin knew that Xiaodie wouldn't leak his words, and of course it didn't matter if they leaked.
After removing the original Murong Lin's Heart Demon, Murong Lin still felt that something was wrong in his heart, it was the same feeling.
Pain, sadness, resentment, madness...
It is the same as the Heart Demon left to Murong Lin before his predecessor Murong Lin died.
Murong Lin now also has his own Heart Demon.
From the very beginning to the present, Murong Lin slaughtered all the way, and he knew that this was not the essence of a formidable person.
It's just because I'm afraid.
Afraid that it's all fake.
He treats human life like ants, kills people without caring, and indulges his own desires.
Because his death was so real.
The death of his previous life is his Heart Demon.
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Murong Lin is an old society animal, and he is in the 9th century I work late at night, I have no friends, and I don't need love.
The grandfather, the only family, also died early, leaving only Murong Lin alone.
His daily hobby is sitting indoors at night drinking tea and reading books.
Until one day, a fire broke out in the building where I worked.
Murong Lin, who was still resting in the lounge, was about to come out when he unexpectedly found that the door was locked.
It is locked from the outside.
Someone locked it from the outside.
It was just locked from the outside.
Murong Lin was stunned, watching the fire gradually spread, he desperately called for help, cursed and shouted, but no one came to unlock the door.
It seemed that everyone had escaped, and he was the only one left.
The smoke and dust came in first, then the fire and heat. Murong Lin knelt on the ground and begged someone to save him, but unfortunately there was no.
There are no windows in the house, the vents are full of smoke and dust at the moment, and the door is strong and can't be knocked open easily.
Murong Lin simply cannot escape.
He didn't know why someone would lock the door of the lounge, obviously it wasn't needed.
But it's still locked now.
Murong Lin doesn't know whether the person accidentally touched the lock to lock it, or whether someone reached out and locked it.
The former is almost impossible.
Murong Lin coughed and crawled on the ground, but still couldn't stop the smoke.
He coughed and sneezed, and his eyes were red, but still no one opened the door.
He thought viciously: Did someone try to kill him?
He recalled the people he had offended recently, and found that there was simply no one who had such a deep hatred with him.
The last thing he could think about was: maybe just shut it off.