Zombie Bodyguard

Chapter 2075: Chapter 2072: Justice, Evil, Good, and Wickedness

Hearing Ying Gou say this, Lin Tian immediately became curious about the Ferryman’s identity. What kind of figure would willingly become a Ferryman? Xiao Manxuan and the other women exchanged glances, unable to understand the relationship between the two figures.

The Ferryman didn’t waste words and directly removed the bamboo hat on his head, revealing his true appearance, but Lin Tian was stunned at the sight of his face.

Because the two of them looked exactly the same! Two Ying Gous? Or two Ferrymen? Or could they be twin brothers? A pile of strange ideas emerged, and Lin Tian was momentarily confused.

Their facial features, facial contours, body shape, and details were identical. However, one had dark red hair, and the other black. Different too were their expressions; Ying Gou had an unfathomable gaze, full of coldness, with a hint of madness lurking deep within.

In contrast, the Ferryman’s gaze was calm and serene, and when he looked at people, there was no sense of superiority or oppressive aura.

If Ying Gou was fire, then the Ferryman was water. Fire is volatile, destructive; water is gentle, supremely good. The same appearance, different temperament, like the two sides of a person’s good and evil.

A person? Lin Tian was momentarily stunned, remembering what Ying Gou had just said; he said the Ferryman was him, Ying Gou was also him. Given his identity, he was surely disdainful of lying to a few juniors.

Could it be? Lin Tian suddenly had an outlandish thought, but he immediately stopped himself as the idea was truly far-fetched.

However, Ying Gou’s words shattered this knowledge of his.

"You’ve seen clearly, he and I look exactly the same. In fact, this way of putting it is inaccurate because we are originally one; he is me, and I am him," Ying Gou said lightly.

This fact, as incredible as a fairy tale, had appeared; Lin Tian had speculated this earlier, but didn’t expect the truth to come so quickly.

"You clearly are two people, aren’t you? You are me, I am you, sounds like a philosophy lesson," Xiao Manxuan asked strangely, quite puzzled.

The few of them turned to look at the Ferryman; at this moment, they trusted the Ferryman more, as he at least appeared more credible than Ying Gou.

The Ferryman nodded slightly, admitting, "That’s right, we were originally one. I am Ying Gou, and he is also Ying Gou. After the ancient battles, the four ancestors disappeared or were sealed. The good and evil within me were split and cast into the Netherworld, sealed on the Mist Island of the Blood Sea."

"Good and evil? Ha..." Ying Gou sneered, full of disdain.

"What is good? What is evil? Does the victor decide? Does slaughter equal evil, and being slaughtered equal good?"

"Wolves hunting rabbits, tribes annihilating tribes, it’s the same essence—it’s all for survival. To casually place the label of evil on me just to seal me for thousands of years, I damn it!"

"Natural disasters, floods, heavenly fires, earthquakes, countless deaths, corpses strewn everywhere—are the heavens evil? Or are they the greatest evil?"

"No, because you all know this is the Heavenly Dao, and the Heavenly Dao is merciless!"

Ying Gou spoke passionately, questioning repeatedly, with defiance, disbelief, disdain, and anger. With each question, his emotions were nearly out of control, causing the atmosphere in the cave to become oppressively heavy, making Lin Tian feel as if a mountain were pressed against his chest.

Evidently, Ying Gou did not believe in that notion of good and evil. To him, there is no inherent good or evil in the world; this is just survival, this is the Heavenly Dao. The Heavenly Dao is merciless, without good or evil; thus, it can overlook everything, whether they are the strong or the weak, whether they are the mighty or simple folk, without any discrimination.

The Ferryman lowered his head slightly, listening to this speech without a ripple in his expression, and after a long time, he said calmly, "But you killed your best friends, you killed your most trusted subordinates, you killed your most valiant warriors! On the battlefield, they were the most reliable support; in private, they were the best of friends."

"But they all died in your frenzied slaughter. The best fate for a warrior is either to return home in glory or to die on the battlefield, shrouded in horse hide. Yet everything came to an abrupt end in your massacre."

The Ferryman recounted very calmly, but inside Lin Tian waves surged, unexpectedly revealing how ruthless Ying Gou was. Lin Tian could almost picture it: the once-respected commander turned demon, slaughtering mercilessly, while his subordinates died helplessly and in despair.

The once furious Ying Gou’s anger gradually subsided, leaving him solemn.

The Ferryman raised his hand, looking at his palm, and his voice was no longer so calm: "What you killed, I killed too; you and I are equally guilty."

Ying Gou and the Ferryman were originally one, representing two sides of good and evil, which was why the Ferryman would say this.

"Then you come in and I go out; don’t give me that hypocritical rubbish." Ying Gou returned to his frenzied nature, as if the previous words had no effect on him.

The two, originally one, knew each other best and thus could not persuade each other.

The Ferryman shook his head, very decisively: "I cannot let you out. Apart from ferrying souls every hundred years, I won’t leave the Mist Island; we are equally guilty."

"You don’t want to leave? Then what about these little friends of yours? Without your boat, even with a hundred lives they couldn’t reach the Mist Island." Ying Gou questioned.

It wasn’t that he looked down on Lin Tian and his companions; it was simply a fact that, without a hundred lives, even a thousand or ten thousand wouldn’t make it, but would merely feed the Blood Sea Monsters more meat.

The Ferryman turned back to look at Lin Tian, and said calmly, "I met Lin Tian during a soul ferrying; it was a kind of fate. He came to find me, considered a karma from before."

"When did you start believing in Ksitigarbha’s teachings? Do you think I, being trapped here, understand nothing?"

"You want to help him only to escape your current fate, so don’t talk about fate." Ying Gou was utterly disdainful.

The Ferryman neither refuted nor denied, only continued, "Perhaps Lin Tian is an anomaly; there is a time for fate to end."

"He is an anomaly? With his current strength, who could he possibly defeat? The Netherworld King? Ksitigarbha? That guy Houqing? Or Nu Ba, or Jiang Chen? What a joke." Ying Gou sized up Lin Tian and then shook his head.

Lin Tian was fuming, feeling a strong urge to leap up and punch this guy’s fat head. Who are you bringing up? All are ruler-level figures, a king of a realm, a king of a clan!

A king of a clan isn’t a small clan leader or a small emperor, but the king of an entire clan, the king of the Human Clan, the king of the Shura Clan, comparable to divine beings!

Of course, Lin Tian didn’t know if there were actual gods in the world; perhaps the realm of gods was akin to the Netherworld.

A ruler of a realm—for all Lin Tian’s pride, he would not foolishly boast that it was no big deal. That wouldn’t be boasting, that would be stupidity.

However, being unable to defeat them didn’t mean that Lin Tian would resign himself to fate; he was advancing step by step, believing that one day he would surpass them.

He had a firm belief in his heart: a zombie who doesn’t want to marry Nu Ba is not a good zombie.

The Ferryman’s eyes were resolute as he said hauntingly, "He possesses a certain quality, a quality even I cannot comprehend."

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