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"What?! You are the Slaughterer?! Why have you never mentioned this to us before?" Not only Li Zhisheng, but even Hu Fang and I were taken aback, starting to wonder if Death Apostle had made a mistake.
"That was a long time ago. My memories were sealed deep within my soul. Now I remember everything... all of it..." Death Apostle said, his expression distant, as if he were lost in thought.
"What do you remember? Does it relate to the background of the Slaughterer... I recall Mo Yu once told me that everyone here is an orphan adopted by Mo Shu Old Senior. Could that be connected?" I pressed on.
"I don't know..." Death Apostle lowered his head slightly, his eyes fixed on the character for 'slaughter' that appeared on the back of his hand. "But I can tell you for sure that Mo Shu and all those who call themselves Slaughterers cannot possibly be the real Slaughterers... because the true Slaughterers were exterminated long ago, even my parents..."
"And the one who killed my parents was Mo Shu!"
"What?!" The three of us gasped in disbelief at Death Apostle's words, unable to comprehend what we had just heard.
"You didn't hear wrong, and I didn't remember incorrectly..." Death Apostle continued. "I was only seven years old at the time, supposed to go to school like other children and enjoy a carefree childhood. But then, a group of people stormed into the Slaughterer's territory. Without saying a word, they began slaughtering everyone inside and set fire to everything in an attempt to completely destroy it."
"In the flames, I watched helplessly as my grandparents and parents were brutally killed by Mo Shu. But for some reason, he did not harm me; perhaps it was because I was so young. He simply sealed away all my previous memories and knocked me unconscious before taking me away."
"When I woke up, I found myself in a dark alley with nothing on me. I was so hungry that I wanted to search through the trash bins for something to eat, but there was nothing there..."
"So, I gradually learned to steal. At first, I only stole food to fill my stomach, but later I saw the luxurious lives of the wealthy and began stealing valuable items to sell."
"As I stole more and more, my life gradually improved, and I started coming into contact with many antiques. At that time, those things only represented more money to me. But as I encountered more antiques, I slowly began to develop an interest in the stories behind them..."
"As you can see, this ultimately led me to become what you see now—a curator of an exhibition hall..."
"Perhaps it's because I grew up without parents that I feel such compassion for Yao Long, wanting to adopt him..."
At this point, Death Apostle let out a long sigh, and a smile gradually appeared on his previously gloomy face. He chuckled self-deprecatingly and remarked, "Isn't it truly ironic? It seems that we are all somehow connected to Yin Master and Yang Master, as if by fate. Could this be what they call coincidence?"
Hearing this, I couldn't help but ponder the question raised by Death Apostle. "Is it really that simple, just a coincidence? I originally thought Li Zhisheng and Hu Fang had nothing to do with this matter, yet unexpectedly, they also have ties to Yin Master..."
As I thought about it, I felt as if someone was controlling our every action with strings, much like Puppet Master.
"Could this person be Sun Warrior Leader? Based on all the clues so far, he seems to be the only one with such capabilities..." I muttered to myself.
Beside me, Li Zhisheng pondered for a moment before asking Death Apostle, "In other words, it was this Soul Mirror that awakened your sealed memories, right?"
Death Apostle nodded. "I believe so. After all, when my memories were sealed, I wasn't very clear about these things in the realm of slaying paths. Now I can only speculate."
"If that's the case, it explains why Mo Shu handed the Soul Mirror directly to you. Before we set off, Mo Shu asked me about your whereabouts because he had something important to give you. Looking back now, he must have already known your identity at that time."
"That seems likely..." Death Apostle replied. "After all, so many years have passed. Even if Mo Shu is still alive now, I don't think I'd seek revenge against him. Regardless, he sacrificed himself to save Shen Xu, and he has helped us quite a bit in the past. Even if I wanted revenge, I wouldn't know how to go about it."
Upon hearing this from Death Apostle, I realized he was trying to set an example for me, urging me not to let hatred cloud my judgment. However, I simply couldn't let go of the hatred in my heart; at the very least, I wanted to kill Er Ye myself!
"Actually, I also feel that Mo Shu Old Senior doesn't seem like a bad person at all. It's hard to associate him with someone so ruthless..." Hu Fang chimed in from the side, hugging herself tightly as if feeling a bit frightened.
Seeing this, I placed my hand on her shoulder and comforted her. "Just because someone looks kind doesn't mean they are good-hearted, and those who appear fierce aren't necessarily evil. There's a saying that captures this sentiment: 'You can know a person's face but not their heart; it's difficult to paint the bones after drawing the dragon or tiger.' It's just that..."
I shifted the conversation and asked Li Zhisheng and Death Apostle, "Since it's clear that Mo Shu is definitely not the one who committed the murder, then who exactly is he? Why did he adopt so many orphans, and what is his relationship with them?"
"Now that Mo Shu is dead, I think only he knows the answers to these questions..." Death Apostle sighed.
"No... He isn't the only one who knows about this..." Li Zhisheng suddenly interrupted Death Apostle. "Do you remember when Mo Shu met Er Ye? Er Ye seemed very surprised; he definitely knows Mo Shu. This matter must be intricately connected to him."
Li Zhisheng's words awakened me, and I suddenly recalled how Mo Shu rushed into Yang Master’s place to save me. Indeed, it seemed that Mo Shu was familiar with Er Ye, perhaps even very close.
"Now all the questions point to Yang Master. It seems that I have to ask him in person to find out..." I clenched my fists.
Seeing this, Hu Fang looked at me with pleading eyes. "These matters aren't important anymore. Since they are in the past, can we just leave them alone?"
"Even if we can let these things go, the grudge of killing my father and mother, along with Yao Long's life, I will make Er Ye pay it back double..."
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