Myriad Machine Tide (2)

"Greetings, Young Master Ye!"

Once Ruo Shui recognized the newcomer, a trace of daze first appeared on her face before swiftly turning into joy.

She did not even bother with the exposed skin of her chest and abdomen.

She hurriedly got up.

She leaped down from the crystal bed.

Then, she cupped her hands toward Ye Qingcang, clearly and solemnly expressing her gratitude.

This was also one reason why Ye Qingcang was not fond of beauty.

Once one had seen scenes of flesh and blood flying everywhere,

one would understand the essence of humans.

Like the vast majority of animals,

they were all filled with flesh and blood.

No matter how intense one's desires had been in life, when one saw a beautiful woman whose chest and abdomen had been pierced through, whose five viscera and six bowels had vanished, whose blood covered the ground, and whose face had even been slashed open, all one could feel was fear—or sorrow at the death of one's own kind. Like a rabbit mourning a dead fox, seeing one's own kind die made one instinctively think of oneself, thus giving rise to pity for one's own species.

Compared to that,

the notion of seeing white bones as beauties and beauties as white bones was already a minor path.

At the very least, white bones were not frightening.

Scenes drenched in blood were what truly made people sick.

Perhaps some people would voice a different opinion here: bloody scenes were indeed terrifying, but how could white bones not be frightening? Seeing white bones out of the blue could scare someone to death too, all right?

That brought up everyday food.

When you ate pork ribs,

would you be so frightened by the bones inside that you stopped eating them?

There were indeed people who