Looking at the young man's calm smile, Victor shivered slowly.

What kind of monster did his cousin release? Even his cousin's death only helped the monster complete self-awakening.

"So do you feel like killing someone?" Cairns asked.

Le Jing held his chin and thought for a moment: "It seems that there is no special feeling?" He had a casual smile on his face: "Just you said, I want to kill people, and I just have the ability to kill people, so why don't I do this?"

It seems that my father is not completely wrong, at least he is indeed a natural murderer.

A faint smile appeared on Cairns' face: "So you are like me, we are the same kind of people."

Unexpectedly, Le Jing shook his head and denied Keynes' statement: "No, we are different."

“There’s different there?”

"Not to mention that if it is not necessary, I don't like to use murder to solve problems. The biggest difference between us is probably that I have self, but you don't?"

Keynes frowned and asked in confusion: "What exactly is the self you have been talking about? Why do you say I don't?"

"From the perspective of psychology, self-awareness or self-concept, mainly refers to the individual's perception of his own existence state, which is the result of the individual's self-evaluation of his social role. Self-awareness mainly includes the following three aspects: First, the individual's understanding and evaluation of his own physiological state. It mainly includes the understanding and evaluation of his own weight, height, figure, appearance and other aspects, as well as the feelings of his body's pain, hunger, fatigue, etc. Second, the understanding and evaluation of his own psychological state. It mainly includes the understanding and evaluation of his own abilities, knowledge, emotions, temperament, personality, ideals, beliefs, interests, hobbies, etc. Third, the understanding and evaluation of his own relationship with his surroundings. It mainly includes the understanding and evaluation of his own position and role in a certain social relationship, as well as his own relationship with others. 1" Le Jing paused for a while, gave Keynes some time to think, and then asked: "So do you think you meet these conditions?"

Keynes was silent for a moment, his voice a little dry: "No. Not one."

Le Jing commented incisively: "That's why I said you are just alive. To put it simply, you are a soulless body."

Keynes asked anxiously: "So how do you have yourself?"

If possible, Keynes would not want to live like this lifelessly. Such a life is pale and boring and has no value. He wants to make his life live.

"A person has no self when he is born, and his growth is actually a process of self-development and growth. Therefore, it is difficult for people to remember when they are one or two years old. Because people have not formed themselves at that time, there are no memories based on themselves." The young man's eyes were empty, and he was obviously trapped in memories, with a relaxed and pleasant smile on his lips. "My self was born very early, probably when I was two years old when I learned to walk. It was an autumn, and many red maple leaves fell on the ground. In my childhood when I had not yet formed an aesthetic consciousness, I stood and looked at the maple leaves, and the consciousness of beauty emerged: maple leaves are so beautiful. So 'I' was born."

"I force me to get close to the maple leaves. So without anyone helping me, I learned to walk. This is the original story about my self. A beautiful story that begins with the maple leaves."

The young man used his hands to wove his chin and smiled at the dazed half-elves, his eyes rarely bright and lively: "In other words, I came to this world because of 'beauty'. 'beauty' is my connection with the world. So if I hold a sharp sword, I will not fight for my own interests, but to protect 'beauty'. For this, I can do whatever it takes and do whatever it takes."

That's why he has always disagreed with his father's concerns and control. His father was really worried. Crime is indeed very simple for him, and it is an instinct like breathing. Therefore, it is too unchallenging and too boring.

Life is short, so you have to find some meaning for your life to live up to this world. What a beautiful and ugly world this is. So he is willing to use his life to protect this beauty and always aim the sword in his hand at evil and ugliness.

Not because of justice, not for justice, it has nothing to do with law or morality, but because it is interesting enough, and he wants to do so.

Cairns stared at Le Jing blankly and asked, "What is beauty?"

"Everyone has a different definition of beauty." Le Jing smiled gently, his eyes like the Milky Way hanging above the sky, bright, gorgeous, always brilliant, and always shining: "To me, interesting is beauty. Interesting people are beautiful, and an interesting world is also beautiful. In order to protect interesting people and the world, I will become the night watcher of the times."

Le Jing closed his eyes slightly, his expression was indescribable solemn and pious, and his voice was clear and firm. He gently recited the vow he had recited silently in his heart for countless times: "The long night is coming, and I will start watching from now on and will not stop until death."

"I will not marry, not have a fief, not have children."

"I will not wear a crown or compete for honor and favor."

"I will live and die here."

"I am the sword in the darkness, the guard on the Great Wall, the flames of coldness, the light at dawn, awaken the horns of the sleepers, and the shields of the kingdom."

"I dedicate my life and glory to the Night Watcher, tonight, every night."

This is the Night Watch Oath that appeared in "Game of Thrones". He has never watched this American drama much, but he firmly remembers this oath.

This is a vow that he would be extremely second at this age, but is "middle-second" a bad thing? Compared to being a well-behaved adult, he would rather be a "middle-second" boy forever. At least "middle-second" represents a courage to confront the entire world and indomitable enthusiasm.

But if it was him now, he should add this sentence: "If I were in darkness, then I would always face the east-for that was where the sun rose."

Le Jing's eyes fell on the bookshelf behind Cairns, and his eyes were like the sky that had just cleared after the rain, clean and untainted by dust. Cairns' heart suddenly started to beat hard, and the young man's eyes seemed to have an incredible magic that made him unable to take his eyes away.

It's so beautiful, this concept suddenly popped up in his mind. He covered his pounding heart strangely, and had the feeling of being alive for the first time in his life. So, is this beauty?

He had never seen such a person. He was obviously a monster in darkness like him, but his whole body was not stained with dust and shining. He was firm and fearless, never confused. He was a completely opposite to Keynes.

Le Jing looked at the half-elves who were shocked for a long time and showed a childish and naughty smile: "It doesn't matter if you don't understand, I can teach you slowly." He looked at Cairns sincerely: "So, stay, Cairns, I need you, you need me too. We are the same kind, aren't we?"

He looked at the half-elf thinking with interest. Just like gambling stones, no one knew what would be inside before grinding off the stone layer wrapped outside. His inner body might be just a worthless piece of waste stone, but it could also become a beautiful and unique treasure.

Because I don't know, I look forward to it, so I'm excited, so I'm eager to try it out.

Cairns looked at him calmly for a while, and the green eyes that had been dead had violent fluctuations for the first time. Le Jing even felt that Cairns' eyes at this time were like two marbles covered with cracks.

Le Jing suddenly remembered a poem by Leonard Cohen: "Everything has cracks, that is where the light comes in."

No one can always close himself and become an isolated island. Human beings are easily lonely.

After a while, Keynes looked his eyes unacceptably and asked dryly: "What do I need to do here?"

The young man calmed his eyebrows and showed a gentle and comfortable smile: "Planning books, cleaning, and entertaining guests. There is another thing I hope you can do."

"What?"

"No murder is allowed without my permission." The young man looked at him inquiringly, with the curve of his mouth still changing, "How, can it be done?"

Cairns hesitated for a moment, nodded in agreement: "Okay, I promise you."

He wanted to stay with this man, so he was willing to listen to him.

Victor twitched the corner of his mouth. After hearing Le Jing's past, he was no longer surprised by the current plot development.

At the same time, he also wanted to eat Le Jing more. His soul must be more delicious than he thought!

...But now I can't eat it. The demon can only obtain his soul by signing a contract, but Le Jing refused to sign a contract with him. So he could only watch the delicious and dry saliva.

He turned around and prepared to find a corner to sleep for a while to relieve his surging appetite.

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Just after a rain, fresh water vapor floated in the forest, fresh mud and grass smell floated in the air. Le Jing pushed open the door and walked out, stretched, "Good morning, Eric."

The tree man said friendly: "Good morning, young man."

While the two were talking, a black shadow suddenly rushed out of the bushes beside them and rushed towards Le Jing. All this happened too quickly. Le Jing even had time to turn his head a little, and the black shadow exploded into blood mist in the air and sprinkled all over the ground.

The originally fresh air suddenly filled with a layer of fishy smell. Le Jing covered his nose with disgust and frowned and looked at the half-elf that appeared behind the tree, "Didn't you agree to me? Don't you kill anyone without my permission?"

Keynes said stubbornly: "But he wants to kill you."

Le Jing helped to hold his forehead and said helplessly: "At least don't make the scene so bloody next time." He looked at Eric, a tree man, embarrassedly, "Sorry, it polluted the environment and air here."

The tree man showed a kind smile, so he didn't have to care, because "human corpses would be a good fertilizer."

Le Jing suddenly remembered the popular tree burial in modern society. Sprinkle the ashes in the soil, and the nutrients in the ashes will be absorbed by the trees and become part of the trees. People also complete the continuation of life through this form.

In Le Jing's opinion, this is a very fair approach. Right, fair.

When humans are alive, they obtain a large amount of resources from nature, so it is fair to use the corpse as nutrients for nature to support all things after death.

So after Le Jing died, he wanted to sprinkle his ashes in the rivers and seas, allowing the sea breeze to sweep, allowing the waves to wash away, and allowing the fish to eat. From then on, the sea breeze was him, the waves were him, and the fish were also him.

Suddenly, Cairns looked up alertly at the sky. Le Jing looked at him and found a small black dot in the air and approached them at a very fast speed.

More than ten seconds later, Le Jing finally saw the true face of the black dot - it was a big bird with feathers all over its body, and its gorgeous tail feathers were like burning fireworks, dripping brightly in the air.

"It's an immortal bird," Eric exclaimed. "I've...never seen such a great creature in many years."

The Immortal Bird is also translated as Phoenix, and some people call it the Phoenix. But in fact, the Immortal Bird and the Phoenix in the East are not the same race.

In terms of appearance, the immortal bird is closer to the eagle, while the phoenix is ​​closer to the pheasant. Because of the integration of modern Eastern and Western cultures, many immortal birds have the characteristics of them grafted onto the phoenix. First, the immortal bird is a firebird, and as the king of birds, the phoenix does not have the ability to spit fire. Secondly, the so-called rebirth of the phoenix Nirvana every five hundred years refers to the immortal bird, and the phoenix will not rebirth because the phoenix is ​​immortal. Then the phoenix lives in the sycamore tree and will not fall until the blessed land. The immortal bird needs to build a nest. In the Greek philosophical sense, the immortal bird belongs to a super-space energy similar to the belief matter.

The Phoenix Fox in Harry Potter is actually an immortal bird, but it was translated into a phoenix for the needs of localization.

In Le Jing's curious eyes, the immortal bird was getting closer and closer to them, so close that it was enough to find that there was a person sitting on its back - a girl with hair and eyes colored like an immortal bird.

When she was only one person high from the ground, she jumped off the Immortal Bird and stood a few meters away from Le Jing.

This is a girl with a body that looks like a burning flame. She has red hair and red eyes similar to Duoduola, but unlike the undead witch, which is thick and dull red like blood, her eyes and hair are like flames that never expire. This is a girl with enthusiasm. Le Jing made such a judgment when she saw her for the first time.

Her eyes looked straight at Le Jing, "Hello." She asked politely: "Are you a Black Dragon?"

Le Jing didn't think there was anything worth hiding, so he admitted readily: "Yes, I am, are you doing something?"

The girl smiled sly and replied, "You guess?"

Le Jing raised his eyebrows, "I hope you are not here to kill me."

The girl looked at him with a smile: "Why? Are you afraid of death?"

"No." Le Jing shook his head, "because I will be very disappointed."

"Disappointed?" The girl didn't expect to get such an answer from Le Jing, and asked in surprise: "Why?"

Le Jing said calmly: "Because people like you should not be killers."

"Oh?" the girl let out a short laugh, "It seems that you know me very well."

"Because I like to observe humans," Le Jing said: "So being good at identifying people is one of my few advantages."

Hearing him say this, the girl was completely interested, "Then tell me, what should I be?"

Le Jing said without hesitation: "Revolutionary."

This short word seemed to have great power, and it hit the ground and made a sound. The girl looked at the young man's eyes as if he had seen through everything in peace, slowly put away the smile on her face. She asked calmly: "Why do you say that?"

"If you want to ask the reason, it probably has something to do with my personal complex." Le Jing smiled embarrassedly, and his eyes staring at her were full of appreciation and praise. "You are the perfect idealist in my mind: passion is like fire, burning forever, never extinguishing."

"Often an idealist will become the most perfect revolutionary. So it can be said that I want you to become a revolutionary in my heart."

"I know what a revolutionary is, and what an idealist is?" the girl was silent for a moment and couldn't help asking.
To be continued...