Chapter 221: An Empty, Unsatisfied Soul Bar, a nightclub with bright lights and wine. Mitsuhide Akechi was sitting in a booth on the second floor of the bar, surrounded by a group of friends. Looking at the men and women dancing passionately to the DJ's music below, he did not feel the excitement and passion that he should have felt. Instead, there was only endless emptiness in his heart and he felt extremely bored. Even though his friends around him were toasting each other, he just mechanically raised his glass and drank one glass after another. It is difficult, or even impossible, to get emotions such as happiness, excitement, and excitement from such things. Is he sick? Have you cultivated to the point where you don’t even have a trace of lust? Or are you already tired of this current environment? Endless emptiness, the heart is empty, with almost no extra emotions. [Go home, sleep, and come to the temple tomorrow if you have time] When Mitsuhide Akechi received the text message from Chiya Hiramiya, he felt a brief surge of emotion in his heart. Maybe there really is something wrong with me.
【See you tomorrow night! 】 Akechi Mitsuhide replied, put away his phone, and prepared to find a reason to leave early. "Akechi, you seem different." Opposite Mitsuhide Akechi, a man with short black hair, about the same age as him, asked a question. "Is there?" Akechi Mitsuhide replied indifferently. "Yes, who were you talking to?" “Is this question important?” "I'm just interested in characters that can cause you to have emotional fluctuations." "Can you sense my emotions?" "We all have the same emptiness inside. In that void, empty world, you shine brightly." Akechi Mitsuhide frowned slightly, thinking that the man opposite him was weird and didn't want to chat with him. But he was very interested in himself and kept looking for topics to talk about, as if he was trying to confirm something. What a boring person. Mitsuhide Akechi had no interest in talking about his personal affairs with someone he had just met tonight. It was not a good thing to talk too much with someone you had just met. "You guys play, I'm going to go back first. My cat ate something bad tonight and is having a stomachache." Akechi Mitsuhide made up an excuse and left, and the man sitting opposite him also followed him. The two walked one after the other through the passionate dance floor and came to the door. Akechi Mitsuhide looked back at the man, who spread his hands and said, "Don't get me wrong, I don't have any intention of following you. I just feel bored with places like this as well." As the man was speaking, he walked past Mitsuhide Akechi and a faint whisper was heard.
"No matter how lively the dance floor is, it can't fill the emptiness in my heart. The night is long, and I need to find a suitable substitute." Is this person suffering from some serious illness? The emptiness in Mitsuhide Akechi's heart was filled a little by this little episode. After all, boredom and curiosity are also emotions that can bring some comfort to an empty heart. Looking for food to fill your empty soul? Akechi Mitsuhide watched the other person disappear into the crowd. This person was a friend brought by his friend, and all we knew about his name was Baichuan Ming. A very memorable name. …… Emptiness, nothingness. Vast and empty. I don’t know where I’m going, and I don’t know where I’ve come from. Shirakawa Ming was walking on the bustling streets late at night. The shops on the street were brightly lit and almost no shops chose to close at this time. Among the men and women walking around, some are orthodox couples accepted by the world, some are men and women who are temporarily paired together secretly without the knowledge of their acquaintances, and some are just simply in a relationship for body and money. If he had to choose the most comfortable way of getting along from these three relationships, he would choose a simple transaction relationship of body and money. This is a very good way to get along with each other. It does not require any emotional investment or consideration of unnecessary things. This relationship is so simple that it is as natural as a customer going to a butcher's shop and paying for meat. Buy as much meat as you spend. This is a pure equal trade. He doesn't want to exaggerate how good this relationship is, but compared to the other two relationships, this kind of relationship requires the least energy and emotion, but the results gained are the same, or even more. It can be said that this is a relationship with the least input and the greatest output. You don't have to get involved in complicated and troublesome emotional disputes. The only thing you need to be careful about is that once acquaintances find out, they may talk about you behind your back. But, he is not married and is still young, so he will not be condemned much by public opinion for doing such things. Although it was not very moral, he would not lose anything even if he exposed it to the sun. At most, it was a little morally flawed, but compared with the complexity of the other two relationships, this little flaw was nothing. Once they are exposed to the sun, the impact they may have on public order and morality will be far greater than themselves, and they will incur more scolding and condemnation. Unfortunately, no matter what kind of relationship it is, the satisfaction it brings is very short-lived, and the empty heart cannot be completely satisfied. Hungry, eager to devour something. While thinking, Baichuan Ming walked into a brothel filled with a pink atmosphere. He took out a stack of money and shook it in his hand naturally, and soon a special service staff came to receive him.
He no longer cares as much about the appearance and figure of the waiters as he did at the beginning. It’s pretty much the same anyway. No matter how good your looks and figure are, once the food tastes the same in your mouth, there is no difference. The mere pleasure to the eyes could no longer satisfy him. From a scientific point of view, his threshold has been raised, and it is getting higher and higher, and he is becoming increasingly unable to be satisfied. So he sometimes understood the psychology of those big men in high positions. They were actually the same as himself, with empty hearts that could not be satisfied. That is why they need to rely on various conditions such as identity, body shape, appearance, and immorality to satisfy their insatiable hearts. In essence, they are just like me, just using the coveted things in their hands to exchange for things that cannot be obtained honestly, in order to give themselves a certain sense of satisfaction. If measured using scientific instruments, the pleasure value he and they felt at that moment should be the same, with not much difference. Boring, still very boring. Even though they have tried very hard to pose and posed, trying to get this stack of paper called money from themselves. Unfortunately, all this is still too boring. It is difficult for that empty heart to be stimulated by the erotic scene before its eyes. Those novelists who call it a sensory organ are not wrong. After staying in the room for a while, Baichuan Ming still couldn't get the satisfaction that would make his heart feel less empty. He just took a few bites and had no interest in staying any longer. He threw the stack of money in his hand on the ground and watched them sticking their buttocks out and crawling on the ground to pick up the money. This made him stop and observe for a while. The emotions of greed and desire. If you eat too much of this kind of food, you will feel nauseous and want to vomit. After leaving the brothel, Shirakawa Ming continued walking on the street. There were several traces of lipstick on his clothes, attracting many people's attention. When passing by, I could faintly hear them pointing and talking about me. This taste is so good that I can barely eat a few bites. But I'm still so hungry. Bai Chuanming knew that if he couldn't find suitable food, he would never be able to sleep tonight. …… The next day, at dusk, Akechi Mitsuhide calculated the time when Hiramiya Chiye would return from school and went to the Weilian Ancient Temple to wait for her. Ruyi made him a cup of tea and listened to his boring words. "I feel empty and have nowhere to focus. Whether it's anger or joy, it seems that there is a barrier between me and my soul. I can't really touch my soul and it's hard to enjoy real emotional stimulation."
Mitsuhide Akechi drank a sip of tea and said with emotion: "Now it is a luxury for me to even feel great joy, great sorrow, great anger, etc." "Did something go wrong in your practice?" "Maybe that's not the reason." Akechi Mitsuhide thought, "Maybe the seeds of emptiness have taken root in my heart." Ruyi smiled and thought he was joking. Since it was empty and void, where would the seeds come from? "Is this a bad thing?" Ruyi poured another cup of tea for Akechi Mitsuhide. "It's hard to say. My cultivation speed is getting faster and faster in this state." Akechi Mitsuhide and Ruyi chatted in the side hall for about half an hour, and then they heard footsteps coming from the main hall. It was Pinggong Chiye who returned. After a while, after paying homage to Mahavairocana, Heimiya Chiye came to the side hall. When Akechi Mitsuhide came forward, Hiramiya Chiya smiled at him, and then threw Akechi Mitsuhide to the ground with an over-the-shoulder throw without any warning. The back made close contact with the ground, and dust was raised. "..." Akechi Mitsuhide, who was thrown to the ground, was stunned for a moment. He looked up at the smiling Hiramiya Chiye and even forgot to get up. It was not until Pinggong Qianye stretched out his hand that he pulled Pinggong Qianye's arm and turned over and stood up. “Do you still feel empty now?” "..." Akechi Mitsuhide closed his eyes slightly, as if he was seriously thinking about something, and murmured, "I feel like I'm a little full." (End of this chapter)