Please Spare My Life, Disciple of the Demon Lord

"Eat if you want! What are you afraid of?"

As Jiang Tingwan was talking, she sat down opposite the two of them with the mentality of watching a good show. She really didn't expect that these two little followers would come out for a midnight snack in the middle of the night.

In the original plot, Jiang Tingwan focused on depicting the relationship between Mu Qingge and Luo Xingnan, and only gave a few strokes to the brothers Mo Shaoyu and Mo Shaoyang.

When faced with this side of his characters, Jiang Tingwan found it naturally interesting, just like a scholar studying human social behavior.

The most important thing is, if more people want to eat in the future, then she, who has to eat every day, can order dishes openly. Life is like this: when others think you are weird, you assimilate them and let them join you, then others will not think you are weird anymore.

"Third Uncle Master!" Mo Shaoyu was frightened and at a loss what to do. After the two of them called out at the same time, they wanted to stand up.

Jiang Tingwan immediately grabbed the one on the left and pressed it down. At the same time, Mu Yunzhong also grabbed the one on the right and pulled it down.

"Second Junior Brothers, are you leaving?"

Seeing that the two were about to leave, Jiang Tingwan immediately forced out a kind smile, "Don't be afraid, I'm not a cannibal. You guys have already got the wontons, it would be a waste if you don't finish them and leave."

Waste is shameful, this sentence has always been engraved on Jiang Tingwan's heart.

"Uncle Master, I know I was wrong. It was me who broke the rules! It was also me who forced Shaoyang out. I am willing to accept the punishment." Mo Shaoyu quickly admitted his mistake and took away the Mo Shaoyang without eating a single bite.

"No, my brother and I broke the rules together, and we are willing to be punished." Mo Shaoyang finally became excited.

The two of them looked so affectionate that Jiang Tingwan was stunned. What did she mean? Was she so scary? They hadn't been like this before?

Jiang Tingwan was bewildered. After thinking it over, it seemed that these two little followers had always been like this. The elder brother was good at observing people's words and expressions and was a lackey only to protect himself, while the younger brother was unwilling to follow suit, but had to protect himself.

Before, it was because Meng Ziyuan was there, and the one with confidence was also Meng Ziyuan. Following him and responding to him was the way for the two brothers to survive in Sanyuan Sect.

Now that he was alone facing his own perverted uncle who was feared by everyone in the Sanyuan Sect, he naturally became a little cowardly.

But showing off was not Jiang Tingwan's main task today. Her main goal now was to assimilate a group of dinner friends. So after realizing this, Jiang Tingwan asked in a friendly manner, "What's the punishment?"

Mo Shaoyu unexpectedly made eye contact with his younger brother, "We broke the fasting rules, so Uncle Master won't punish us?"

"It's just eating. What's there to punish? It's going to rain and people have to eat. If I punish you just because you eat a few wontons here, then I will really become the perverted uncle in your eyes."

When they heard Jiang Tingwan mention the way the sect disciples addressed her in private, Mo Shaoyu and the other man didn't even dare to raise their heads.

"So, today we don't have uncles and nephews, we just meet by chance. I'll treat you to this meal of wontons." Jiang Tingwan put on a generous gesture of making friends, as if he was rich, and waved to the stall owner, "Stall owner, two more bowls of wontons!"

"Okay!" the stall owner who was cooking wontons responded enthusiastically.

Jiang Tingwan turned around and looked at the two dazed people, and suddenly realized that the person who would pay the money would definitely be Mu Yunzhong, but wasn't Mu Yunzhong's money exactly what he had looted from them?

Realizing this, Jiang Tingwan smiled awkwardly and could only talk about the Jiang family's path between cultivation and eating again.

Dao said: "It is human nature to have appetite. If you want to eat but don't eat because you are adhering to the precepts, and you are torn in your heart, then what disturbs your mind is not the fact that you break the precepts by eating, but your unwillingness. How can you practice with peace of mind if you are so depressed?"

"Uncle Master, I will learn from your words." The first time Mo Shaoyu heard such a theory, he was amazed. No wonder Lin Shuyu always said that Uncle Master valued the principles that ordinary people did not value, and that he could go from the subtle to the macro. He had never dared to imagine such a principle before.

Seeing another fan of the Fan Cult, Jiang Tingwan hurriedly said, "Don't just stare at them. Eat them quickly. The wontons won't taste good if they get cold. If you want to eat them, you should eat them when they are at their most delicious, so that they don't waste their existence in this world."

This was another enlightening philosophical talk. Mo Shaoyu was deeply impressed and ate the second wonton with peace of mind. With Jiang Tingwan's truthful saying as his guide, he felt at ease while eating this bite of wonton.

But Mo Shaoyang beside him seemed to have thought of something, his expression flickering. It was obvious that whether the bowl of wontons in front of him was edible was not on his mind, but since Jiang Tingwan had brought up the issue, he could only muster up the courage and sincerely seek a solution.

"Uncle Master, I have a question for you."

Mo Shaoyang spoke, and although Jiang Tingwan was a little confused, he had to answer him as a senior master: "Why?"

"The desire for food and drink can be satisfied by the method of satisfaction, but what about the greater desires in the human heart? Shouldn't a practitioner take the elimination of human desires as the way?"

Mo Shaoyang was obviously stuck in his own dilemma. Jiang Tingwan knew as soon as he heard it that he was confused about his inappropriate feelings towards Gu Qingman.

When he fought with him in the dream before, his desire was exposed. He also knew that he and Mu Yunzhong had seen through this, so he dared to ask in this way.

Mu Yun finally saw through his thoughts and looked at Jiang Tingwan, wanting to know how she would answer this question.

Mo Shaoyu, who was eating, also looked up at her. This was about the great road of spiritual practice, and he couldn't miss it.

When Jiang Tingwan was asked this question, he smiled on the surface but was actually thinking "mmp" in his heart, and was scratching his head immediately.

Taoism essays are the most difficult subject to write among all novels, not only because the path to immortality is illusory, but more importantly, everyone has their own opinions on this kind of philosophical topic, and if it is not written well, it will attract readers' abuse.

Now, three cultivators come to ask her, the only loser. She is like an egg on a hot pot, trying to hatch it without any meat.

Jiang Tingwan scratched her head in embarrassment, wishing she could find a reason to pass out, but reality did not allow that, so she could only bite the bullet and activate her second skill, saying, "This problem, in the final analysis, is all about desire."

After she finished speaking, she paused, and everyone waited tacitly for her next words.

"Look at this character. The left side is "Gu", the right side is "Qian", and there is a person under the character Qian. What does this mean?"

The three of them were in deep thought, waiting for an answer without answering.

"It shows that when people are born, they have to eat grains to survive, so they have desires. But can you say that such desires are wrong? Or should they be abandoned? If so, then people should neither cultivate immortality nor seek survival, but should go to die."

"From this we can see that as long as people are alive, they cannot get rid of desire. It coexists with your life, and wanting to eliminate it is itself a desire. Therefore, the essence of cultivating the mind and eliminating desire is not to abandon or eliminate it, but to find a harmonious symbiotic relationship with it. In other words, it is to clearly define the boundary between you and it, just like this bowl of wontons..."

After talking about some abstruse nonsense, Jiang Tingwan settled on the daily trivialities like eating. Even if he couldn't talk about the big principles, he could still talk about the small principles.

"When you have a desire to eat, being full or not becomes the boundary. When you are full and satisfied, you put down your chopsticks and bowl. In this behavior, you get satisfaction and bring profit to the boss. You just eat a bowl of wontons, and you won't be troubled by not eating it."

"But if you cross this line and keep eating even when you are full, then you will not only make yourself uncomfortable but also waste food. You will also let this bowl of wontons go into a stomach that doesn't need it, thus damaging its value of existence."

Everyone seemed to understand but not quite, and seemed to be thinking about something.

Jiang Tingwan continued, "From this we can see that desire itself is not scary. What is scary is that you do things that hurt yourself and others in the name of satisfying desire. Therefore, no matter what kind of desire it is, let it exist. As long as it is within the limit, there is nothing to be afraid of."

After talking about all sorts of things, Jiang Tingwan finally came to the conclusion. His argument made the three people opposite him confused and suddenly enlightened.

Two bowls of freshly made wontons were brought to the table by the stall owner and placed in front of her and Mu Yunzhong.

Very fitting.

After saying this, Jiang Tingwan swallowed his saliva as he looked at the bowl of wontons in front of him.

She suddenly felt that talking nonsense was indeed a skill and an ability, and she couldn't do it without killing some brain cells. When she looked up again, the expressions of the three people opposite her were different.

Before she could make a careful distinction, Mo Shaoyang beside her suddenly burst out with a protective golden light after a moment of silence.

His body also slowly rose into the air...

Why does this scene seem familiar?