kingnovel Chapter 203 Please Forgive Me
Chapter 203 Please Forgive Me
White snow fell from the gloomy sky.
Ji Mo stood outside the bamboo building with a scarf knitted by Lin Miaomiao around her neck.
A puff of white air came out of his mouth.
"Is it winter yet?"
Snowflakes fell into his palms and melted into water.
"I remember someone once said that every snowflake is completely different."
“No two snowflakes are alike.”
The wounds healed from yesterday's training at the end of the season were also healed by Zhuoliu.
Before I knew it, two months had passed.
Nothing else was done during these two months at the end of the quarter.
His body and mind were immersed in the elders' devilish training.
His body was covered with various wounds, some deep and some shallow, but none of them were life-threatening.
All it brings is numbing pain.
Also with this continuous and persistent training.
At the end of the season, his physical strength was far greater than before, and his realm was gradually perfected in the middle of the second transformation.
It has to be said that the power of [Secret Secret] is beyond imagination at the end of the season.
Compared with other exercises, it is simply a dimensionality reduction attack.
In two months, Ji Mo had mastered the basics of assassination.
Since the elder was normal last time, the distortion and perversion in him have been much lessened.
Perhaps by the end of the season, he had fully understood everything and became increasingly indifferent to the elders' abnormal reactions.
Make the elders lose the desire to continue to be perverted.
"I always feel that life has been too dull recently."
"It seems like something is going to happen."
At the end of the season, he looked up at the sky and muttered to himself.
Snowflakes fell on his head, dotted on his black hair.
Ji Mo lowered his head, buried his mouth in his scarf, and headed towards the crypt he was already familiar with.
……
"Oh! Little old man!"
"Come on, come on!"
Snow and wind blew in from outside the open door.
The voice, so familiar that it was almost recognizable as a cocoon, came again.
The young man who was warming himself by the fireplace in the house had a numb face and looked tired, as if he had just died and was dug out of the grave.
He struggled to stand up and walked out of the house.
Snowflakes fell from the sky, and everything in front of his eyes turned pale.
On the pale ground stood a girl wearing pink clothes and a yellow scarf with a star pattern sewn on it tied around her neck.
“It’s snowing!”
"Come on, let's have a snowball fight!"
The girl was holding a white snowball in her hand, with a sweet smile on her face, jumping lively on the ground.
The boy didn't answer, but just stood at the door in a daze.
He seemed to know what he was doing.
Gradually his face was filled with despair.
His palms rose up, trying to hold his head.
"Damn it!"
"Why is this happening!~"
"How did I become a babysitter like this?"
The boy's wails resounded through heaven and earth.
The birds in the forest were startled by the sound and flew away from the trees, knocking down the snow.
The girl outside the door didn't care.
She tilted her head and smiled very cutely.
Then a snowball flew from there and hit the boy's face accurately.
"What are you doing."
"So early in the morning."
"Come on, let's have a snowball fight!"
The boy raised his hand to wipe the snow off his face, the coldness making his face flush with irritation.
This time, he stopped resisting, and the despair on his face turned into a bitter smile of resignation.
……
"Well, I have a task for you today."
"After two months of training, your foundation is now quite good."
"You've already learned the rest. All you need to do from now on is to continue training."
"If you want to go further, you can only rely on actual combat."
"Only by constantly learning from experience and reflecting on your shortcomings while killing others can you grow."
White smoke continued to come out of the elder's mouth.
The burning cigarette in his hand was also dropping sparks.
The elders informed me of this matter at the end of the season.
Suddenly, Ji Mo's consciousness became a little hazy, as if everything had been anticipated in front of the bamboo building.
At the end of the season, he gave a wry smile.
"Elder, who is the target of the mission?"
Such a day will eventually come.
To be honest, Ji Mo only regarded the elders' training as an irresistible threat, and also as a method of training to hone his body and will.
He had little interest in killing, or rather, he did not want to be an assassin, nor did he want any missions to come.
But it's not up to him to decide all this.
"Well... since this is your first mission, your understanding of the assassination process is limited to theory."
"So I won't assign you any dangerous missions."
"You can go to the outskirts of Lin Village and kill the hunters in the hut."
"Bring me the map his family has been modifying for generations."
"Hunter?"
"Isn't that a mortal?"
Ji Mo looked at the elder in confusion.
I thought he had assigned the wrong task.
The elder nodded and put out the cigarette in his hand.
"Well, that's him."
After hearing the brief description of the task, Ji Mo frowned.
A mortal? A mortal would need me to do it? Even the worst first-level cultivator could easily complete the task.
Can you tell me if there is any other hidden story behind this?
Looking at Ji Mo in deep thought, the elder smiled without saying anything.
The task has been assigned. All he needs is the result. How the result is achieved has nothing to do with him.
"Alright, kid, go back and get the information or analysis about the mission yourself, don't bother me here."
"Get out of here!"
Under the elders' order to expel him, Ji Mo left the catacombs.
Back on the ground at the end of the season, stepping on the snow.
The snow is still falling, or rather, it has never stopped.
"Lincun, Hunter, Map?"
Season end sigh.
"Kill someone?"
"Or should we just be robbers and take it by force?"
At the end of the season, he suddenly smiled with relief.
"I'm still so naive."
"They've already become assassins."
"Assassination, assassination, there will definitely be casualties."
"But, you occasionally play the role of a robber?"
"Life is difficult for everyone, so."
"Please forgive me."
In Lin Village, in a house made of mud, fire burns in the earthen stove, bringing warmth to the house.
The hunter sat on a wooden stool, warming himself by the earthen stove.
He was dressed very warmly in a woolen winter coat with patches on it.
His hands were open, leaning against the flames.
"Ha~, this is really not a day for a human to stay in."
"so cold."
Although there was an earthen stove in the room to provide warmth, the winter cold was too strong.
Even if you dress warmly, it is still difficult to resist the cold.
"It was a pretty good hunt today, though."
"I didn't expect that there would be rabbits caught in this kind of weather."
"This is a rare piece of good luck."
The man looked at the rabbit tied with a rope beside him.
The rabbit was very strong and looked not hungry at all.
This rabbit is enough for their family to eat for a week.
This way, I don’t have to go out hunting for the next three days.
The man warmed himself by the fire and imagined the future.
Thinking of the children's smiles, a smile appeared on my face.
I don't know when the wooden door opened.
The biting cold wind blew in from outside, bringing wind and snow, cold, and death.
Ji Mo looked at the almost lifeless head held tightly in his hand.
"call."
Exhale a puff of white smoke.