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I, like most ordinary people, am used to perceiving the outside world with my eyes. When I lost my vision, I couldn't tell much.

The sound I'm hearing now is too jumbled. This is somewhat different from the recording of the Aoba Archive. Because my hearing is not comparable to that of a professional recording device. When listening to Aoba recordings, I also wear headphones, so I can easily distinguish the left and right channels, and I can hear those obvious trivial sounds.

Now, my ears are full of rustling sounds. I'm not sure if these voices came from Mo Xiaoling, Sister Hei, or a zombie.

Suddenly, another monster roar rang out.

Sister Hei pulled hard and ran in a different direction with Mo Xiaoling.

"Hurry up!" Sister Hei urged angrily.

The roar turned into a mournful roar from behind him.

Sister Hei slowed down.

"Sister Hei......" Mo Xiaoling shouted.

The hand she was holding shook off.

The two men stopped.

The rustling sound was gone.

Mo Xiaoling held her breath.

The sound of Sister Hei's breathing was amplified in this environment.

However, the breathing voice was rapid and weak.

"I ...... We're in trouble...... Now ......" Sister Hei said two words, and her voice became angry.

"Sister Hei." Mo Xiaoling's voice was shaking.

"We may not be able to get out...... "Sister Hei's voice calmed down, "something is wrong in this place." It's not a corpse, it's a ...... It's not the right place. ”

Sister Hei tried to stay calm, but when it came to the back, she panicked herself.

The muscles on the back of the hand that Mo Xiaoling was holding tightened.

I didn't hear Hei Sister's breathing anymore. She seemed to be holding her breath.

Mo Xiaoling's gripping arm moved.

Sister Hei is moving forward.

The sound of blades of grass rubbing again.

This time, the two walked very slowly. The ghost raised by Sister Hei should be near them, and I can feel its breath.

Neither of them spoke, just walked one after the other.

Because Mo Xiaoling couldn't see, it was difficult to walk, one foot deeper, one foot shallow, almost moving, and from time to time she would be tripped by the rhizomes of weeds.

Sister Hei didn't leave her alone, but this silent and depressing atmosphere made people feel uneasy.

I heard Mo Xiaoling's heart.

She had been trying to reassure herself that she would not be left behind.

I learned more about her abilities. The person who sees the scene of death will not only share the pain she endured, but also bear her death.

To be precise, it is now Mo Xiaoling who is controlling those side effects. She shared the death scene with a large number of people. In that group of supernatural beings alone, hundreds of people had seen the scenes of death she had seen. Mo Xiaoling has been consciously managing these side effects. After the equalization, everyone will not easily find out that they have been cheated by her.

In just the past two days, Jin Shanshan's death has offset a large part of the side effects.

Addition and subtraction keep the side effects in a balanced state.

But this equilibrium will undoubtedly be broken because of Mo Xiaoling's death. At that time, all the side effects will be concentrated in one person, and after that person dies, the next person will take over. One by one, it is enough to make all those who have seen the death scene die violently one after another.

Of course, Sister Hei can't escape.

This kind of precise control is an ability that Mo Xiaoling has cultivated through years of research. Initially, she had to take on one or two death scenes, not more than ten. In the past thirty years, her strength has improved, the number of death scenes she has seen has also increased, and the side effects she has to bear have increased exponentially.

Mo Xiaoling didn't listen to the fact that she hadn't solved the side effects of the death scene yet.

No way!

She thought firmly.

"You can't die yet...... You can't ...... it yet," Mo Xiaoling gritted her teeth, "You can solve some of them first, just in case you ......"

Mo Xiaoling was dragged away by Sister Hei, thinking about other things in her heart.

I could feel her fear. Although her mind was not in the current tension, she was still afraid, and she was afraid of something else.

I saw the face that came to Mo Xiaoling's mind, the face of a strange woman. Soon, I also learned who the owner of that face was - a group of friends. Naturally, it was a group of friends who had seen the death scene.

"One." Mo Xiaoling thought silently in her heart.

She would never be so "violent". There is a limit to the side effects that a person can bear, and it depends on the individual's qualifications. Jin Shanshan can bear the side effects of several death scenes, but most people can't bear even one. Especially those in the group. The mind is not mature enough, most of them are teenagers who love to dream, a small number of them are naïve or brain-dead youths, and a few superstitious middle-aged people, all of whom are not determined people, and they cannot afford too many side effects psychologically and physically. Under normal circumstances, Mo Xiaoling will have further contact with them, and will let them watch more death scenes, strengthen their will, make them believe in themselves, and find opportunities to let them "make the best use of things".

Mo Xiaoling can't take care of these now.

As soon as the thought came to her mind, as soon as that face came to her, she received some kind of feedback. The other party didn't even hold up the side effects of a death scene, so he was directly affected by the death scene, mistakenly thinking that he had hit a ghost and was killed by his own fantasy.

Mo Xiaoling exhaled, gritted her teeth, and picked another target. In any case, this can somewhat share some side effects.

The black sister walking in front suddenly stopped.

Mo Xiaoling was distracted and asked, "What's wrong?" ”

"Can't you see anything?" Sister Hei asked.

Mo Xiaoling pressed her bleeding eyes, "I can't see it." I can't see anything here. I couldn't see it before. ”

She listened vigilantly, suspecting that Sister Hei had other plans.

At this moment, Mo Xiaoling thought that Sister Hei would be a good "substitute for the dead". It's just that Sister Hei is going to die, and she is completely trapped here.

Sister Hei didn't say anything, and began to walk forward again.

"Can you find a helper? You should know some people, right? Mo Xiaoling asked.

Sister Hei replied: "I looked at it just now, and there is no signal on my mobile phone." ”

"There is no signal on the mobile phone...... Mo Xiaoling repeated, her tone disappointed.

She didn't say anything more, and continued to think about the alternatives of "replacing the dead ghosts".

And so the time passed.

I went from anger to numbness. I also thought about killing Mo Xiaoling now. But I have no way to determine Mo Xiaoling's location. I touched the sound I heard, but I didn't touch anything.

If I had known this, I probably shouldn't have been separated from Mo Xiaoling.

Mo Xiaoling has already killed more than a dozen people one after another.

The death of these people will not arouse suspicion, the cause of their death will only be strange, the police can't find anything, even the people in the supernatural circle, at most they are suspicious, it is difficult to find Mo Xiaoling. Even if they find out, they may not be able to find Mo Xiaoling.

Mo Xiaoling has been gone for so long, she has long given up hope. She felt like she might be going to die here.

While she was thinking so, she continued to kill.

Sister Hei stopped for the second time.

"Did you find anything?" Mo Xiaoling asked.

Sister Hei replied: "It's not a way to go on like this. I'm going to give it a try......"

She didn't finish speaking, and just started it.

I felt some kind of fluctuation in the ghost's yin qi.

Mo Xiaoling asked vigilantly, "What are you doing?" ”