Let the scourge go to the right path, and you make games to reward them?.

Chapter 491 The End of the Road (22)

Dear Mr. Wang:

【By the time you see this letter, I should have left. 】

[I still remember the day when I first saw you. You walked towards me from the door, and looked at me with a kind and peaceful gaze, which made me immediately recognize that you were my mentor.]

【It turns out that I was not wrong. 】

[I am not an excellent disciple, and I am even a bit naughty at times. I have a strong desire to possess things that do not belong to me, and then I am eager to take them for myself.]

[I should have rotted in the mire, but you pulled me out, apologized to people again and again, returned the items, and constantly encouraged me to move forward. Without you, I would not be where I am today.]

[Although I feel a little embarrassed, I have always regarded you as my father. If possible, I would like to say in this letter: Dad, thank you.]

After reading Wang Yi's letter, Wang Jiu's eyes felt a little wet, and it seemed as if sand had fallen into his eyes.

After reading the contents of the letter again, Wang Jiu felt that his previous hard work was not in vain and everything he had was valuable.

Wiping his tears, he began to read the second letter.

Dear Mr. Wang:

[I am still very afraid of writing, but for you, I can overcome this. ]

[I have always been a freak, and my scars made me look different from everyone else, but you didn't care.]

[When I beat up a classmate because of a panic attack and you paid me five spirit stones as compensation, I thought you would definitely drive me away, but you didn't.]

[When I was afraid to go out and afraid of being blamed by you, you did not blame me, but encouraged me and found a skill for me. ]

[You have seen all my shortcomings, but you have never denied my existence. Your teachings to me will become a beacon in my heart, always guiding me in the right direction.]

【Thanks. 】

After reading the second letter, Wang Jiu felt moved but also a little ashamed.

He did want to abandon Wang Er several times because his miserable childhood made it almost impossible for him to live as a normal person.

But in the end, he still kept Wang Er and corrected him bit by bit until today.

He thought that the other party was just a non-player character in the magic, but he didn't expect that the other party actually remembered everything he did. This gave Wang Jiu an unexpected surprise.

As for Wang San’s letter, it was much simpler.

Mr. Wang:

【I wanted to write a lot of words, but I forgot. 】

【But I will never forget what you taught me. 】

Although there were only three short sentences, Wang Jiu still cried with joy after reading it.

Wang San, you can actually write!

This time, my life as a teacher has not been in vain!

After reading the three letters, Wang Jiu put down the jade slip and walked to the window, looking at the disciples outside, feeling unusually peaceful.

If a game full of pain can also have a bright ending, then the disciples in reality are a hundred times better than the disciples themselves, and there is no reason why they will not succeed.

Compared with the three people in the game, the disciples in reality are all outstanding, so he really shouldn't get angry.

So, where does your anger come from?

As the questions were raised, Wang Jiu felt the magic power around him begin to boil. The doubts in his heart brought about mysterious changes, letting him know that the time for a breakthrough had come.

Recalling his past, Wang Jiu kept digging into the source of his anger, and then he heard his own roar ringing in his ears.

"Why are you doing this? Can't you just study hard?"

"There's no benefit in playing games all the time, why don't you understand?"

"Zhang Ting! Explain to me why you did this!" "Zhang Ting! Where did you go yesterday?"

"Zhang Ting!"

Covering his head, Wang Jiu felt that the source of his anger seemed to be Zhang Ting. As long as he killed the other party, everything would be fine.

"Stop, Wang Jiu. This problem cannot be solved this way, or you will become possessed."

The demon sect does have a method of proving the truth through killing, but using it will lead to possession.

If you are deeply trapped in love, then kill the person you love to prove your truth.

If you hate someone, then kill him to prove your point.

If you want to be the best in a certain field, then you have to kill other people in this field, and you will naturally be the best.

All these things are done by the devil, and if you use them, you will fall.

After clearing away the demons in his heart, Wang Jiu continued to think and explore the source of his anger.

In a trance, he felt as if he had walked into a secluded path. On both sides of the path were endless cliffs. Big mouths were constantly speaking noisy words in the air, but when he listened carefully, he could hear nothing.

The path was covered with sharp teeth. When walking on it, you could feel the sharp teeth piercing your feet, and every step you took was painful.

Such a realistic illusion made Wang Jiu realize that this was a calamity caused by the inner demon.

The disaster that had been plaguing him finally surfaced at this moment and turned into a dangerous path.

Wang Jiu was in extreme danger at this moment. If no one protected him, he would probably fall into the abyss and be unable to leave.

But even so, Wang Jiu still smiled confidently.

As monks, we have to face various dangerous challenges at any time.

If you don't have the courage to move forward, what kind of practitioner are you?

Cheer up, Wang Jiu started to move forward.

Everything around me seemed like a dream, and all kinds of strange scenes kept appearing in front of me.

The perfect foundation-building cultivation disappeared at this moment, making Wang Jiu feel extremely fragile, as if a gust of wind could blow him away.

Walking on the path full of teeth, Wang Jiu heard his own roar getting louder and louder, and finally it was like thunder, hitting his body again and again.

The voices from his past were tormenting him, but they were also making him constantly search for the source of his anger.

He kept searching, constantly analyzing his own heart through his own words, from which he understood his true self and found his deepest weaknesses.

He saw himself constantly punishing Zhang Ting, criticizing other disciples, and urging them to continue studying.

The sound in his ears became louder and louder, until finally the whole world was left with only the echo of his own anger, but it also allowed him to see the true emotions hidden beneath the anger.

He is afraid!

The disciples of Wanfa Sect are all outstanding people. Each of them has great potential and will definitely become pillars of the sect in the future.

But Wang Jiu knew that he was only an average person in the Wanfa Sect. He was afraid that he would bury the talents of the disciples of the Wanfa Sect, so he could only use increasingly stringent measures to make them continue their studies.

Behind the fear is anger at one's own incompetence.

The target of his anger seemed to be others, but in the end it was directed at himself. His own incompetence was the source of his anger, and it was also a fact that he was unwilling to admit.

But today, Wang Jiu saw it.

He finally dared to face himself, reached the end of the road, and saw the self who had been hiding himself with anger.

A self full of fear.

(End of this chapter)