Maybe I can't have normal youth

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At this time, Zhao Baian was completely sure that his speculation was not wrong.

After all this was more certain, Zhao Baian's eyes stared at the monk more sharply.

At this moment, the monk suddenly opened his eyes. He had a very soft look, but when he saw Zhao Baian, the monk's eyes suddenly shrank, and then he changed from being gentle to a very sharp look, which was serious. And horror seems to be able to kill.

Zhao Baian was shocked, but before she could say anything, the monk looked away again, looked at the shop assistant standing next to him softly and said, "You go out first."

The clerk gently agreed, "Okay." Then he turned his head and left.

There was silence in the room, and now only the monk and Zhao Baian were left, and the two of them finally began to face each other.

"You are not her." The monk uttered the hoarse words, his eyes became piercing again, even more shocking than before.

Zhao Bai'an couldn't help but her heart tensed. She couldn't care why this person's eyes could change so quickly, because the monk's eyes suddenly reminded her of the day when the clown killed the man, she turned her head through the window to face her eyes .She lost the calmness she had just now, and her heart jumped wildly.

"You...Hello, I..." Zhao Baian's opening remarks stammered, but she didn't want to be so miserable in front of the clown, so she stopped immediately, and adjusted her breathing to calm her heart down.

Then she spoke slowly and calmly again and reopened her opening remarks: "Hello, my last name is Zhao, yes, I am not a female student back then, I just want to see you by her name."

Zhao Baian actually knew that as soon as she entered the room, her lie would be seen through.After all, the clown has now become an elder monk, and the female student is at least middle-aged.

But she didn't expect that the boss would have such a fierce look when he saw him.

Zhao Baian and the monk looked at each other and explained: "Don't get me wrong, I am not here to trouble you."

The monk's fierce eyes changed slightly, and then it was finally his turn to break the stagnant air: "What is your relationship with that girl student? Is she your mother?"

In fact, lying is an excellent choice at this time, but Zhao Baian has no such thoughts. At this moment, she just wants to tell the monk the truth: "I have nothing to do with the female student."

When the monk heard what Zhao Baian said, he was very surprised. He didn't understand. Since the person in front of him has nothing to do with the female student of the year, why did he know that he was the clown of the year?

Although he didn't do everything that was perfect back then, no one has discovered it until today, and it has always been an unsolved case.And the only thing he didn't kill each other was the female student incident, and it was the last one.

The monk asked strangely again: "How did you know me?"

When Zhao Baian faced the monk's inquiry, he didn't have much intention to hide it. After all, this was the person involved, and she came here to read his past.

"I saw you in a dream, and then I saw the birthmark in your hand again. I experienced everything from that year with you again in my dream. I killed a man, killed a woman, and then let go A girl student."

Zhao Baian summed up her dreams and revealed them all, and she felt extremely relaxed.

A trace of surprise flashed in the monk's eyes. Zhao Baian laughed at himself in his heart and explained: "I know, most people will not believe what I say. Actually, I don't expect you to believe it. I just want to tell you that I didn't lie to you. "

The monk's eyes softened, and then Zhao Baian said: "I believe what you said."

This time it was Zhao Baian's turn to feel strange, she asked again: "Do you really believe it?"

The monk responded calmly: "I really believe that

When Zhao Baian heard this explanation, his heart suddenly became clear, but this again seemed to be expected.Before she came, she knew what she was doing was dangerous, but she felt that it seemed feasible, so she did the same.

She looked at the monk in front of her, and then recalled the scene in her dream. If it weren't for the same birthmark, no one would connect the two, they were too far apart.

"Why do you want to become a monk?" Before coming, Zhao Baian didn't think about what to ask. She just wanted to see the murderer back then, the innkeeper now, take a look at his mental state, and listen to his thoughts.

When the monk faced Zhao Baian’s question, he sighed. He did not directly answer Zhao Baian’s words, but instead asked Zhao Baian: "Why are you impersonating that girl?"

Zhao Baian answered honestly: "I can only meet you if I say that I am a female student back then, if I want to see you, right?"

The monk continued to ask Zhao Bai'an, "What's the matter?"

Zhao Baian had no fear at all at this moment, and she sat cross-legged facing the monk.The quaint room was filled with Zen everywhere, and Zhao Baian became very calm in such an environment.

The room fell into silence, and the two stopped talking. Seeing that Zhao Baian didn't seem to want to speak, the monk didn't ask much, but closed his eyes quietly again and meditated.

And Zhao Baian sat quietly and said that the clown who was arrogant and laughed at the time, and now this old man who meditates silently, this is the charm of time and the magic of human beings.

For some reason, two people are sitting so close together, it feels a bit like facing their old friends.She had entered his body and felt his emotions.And he, since she explained it, hasn't shown any repulsive aura again.

Zhao Baian suddenly thought that the clown had not answered her question, so she asked again: "Clown, why do you want to become a monk?"

Facing Zhao Baian's address, the monk was not angry, but accepted it calmly. He replied: "I have always had a question that I cannot understand."

Zhao Baian asked the monk: "What is the problem?"

The monk replied: "How should good and evil be defined, between great good and great evil, and between beauty and ugliness?"

When Zhao Baian heard such a philosophical question, she didn't know how to respond for a while.

After all, she has no experience. After thinking about it for a long time, she can only answer in more obscure and ambiguous language: "I think the boundary between good and evil is like black and white, everything is just human imagination."

What she said was a bit unclear, in fact, she herself didn't quite understand what she was talking about, so vague.

But she couldn't help it. Since ancient times, the topic of good and evil has never been a one-size-fits-all. Zhao Baian felt that even the great men of the past might not be able to truly explain good and evil.

After she finished speaking, she quietly watched the clown's response. The monk's expression was still slack. He didn't respond, but simply looked at Zhao Baian and smiled gently.His face is not good-looking, thin and dry, and gully, but Zhao Baian feels that he is beautiful at this moment.

Zhao Baian also responded with a faint smile, and then slowly recalled the message Gao Yanran had given him before, and slowly said to the clown: "The female high school student back then is now middle-aged, and she really spends her entire life Invested in charity."

The monk was very pleased when he heard that he took the prayer beads and said casually: "Amitabha."

Zhao Baian then asked the clown, which may be the last question she wanted to know: "Where are the cut organs?"

The monk frowned, a trace of pain flashed in his eyes, and disappeared, then his brows stretched out, and he responded: "I have to bury these beautiful things well."