"Do you have the ability to kill people all the time?"

Wan Jisheng's voice pulled me back into the darkness.

I heard Wan Jisheng as an adult ask.

"Since when? When did you discover what you were capable of...... Able to kill? ”

Mo Xiaoling could only see the darkness, and Wan Jisheng held her hand, which made her feel a little relieved and even more uneasy. She grabbed Wan Jisheng with her backhand and opened her mouth, not knowing how to answer.

Since when?

Started very early. Ever since she had killed her own mother, since she had killed her first murder, she had known what her abilities were like.

Over the years, she has become more and more proficient in the use of her abilities, and has actually mastered a skillful killing technique.

The same ability falls into the hands of different people and will have different results.

Mo Xiaoling chose to kill people to solve the possible risk of the embankment bursting.

I think that if this ability falls into Ye Qing's hands, I am afraid it will become a way to eliminate ghosts.

Mo Xiaoling was silent, lowered her eyes, and saw only darkness.

"There's no way to control ......"

It was Sister Hei who spoke up.

Mo Xiaoling's heart moved, and she tilted her head slightly.

"It's hard to ...... these kinds of abilities It's hard to control ......," Hei said with difficulty, "She tried to control it as much as she could...... Try to ...... It can only be ...... Protect your ......"

Holding Mo Xiaoling's hand tightened.

"You should be aware of it, right? This...... This ability ...... She makes people see it, and it ...... Most of the time, she does it herself...... Control ...... However, if you are out of control, ......" Sister Hei said indistinctly, her voice lowered, "We met...... Met a ghost ......."

A hand fell on the corner of Mo Xiaoling's eyes, touched it lightly, and then took it back.

Wan Jisheng seems to believe Sister Hei's words.

"I'm sorry." Wan Jisheng suddenly apologized.

Mo Xiaoling was stunned.

"I'm sorry. Because of what I said then...... I'm sorry. I was just a kid who didn't know anything, I was just ...... Just think your abilities are cool. I just want to take an adventure myself, just like the main character in the movie, to hunt ghosts, to explore, to do something. I didn't take you into account. Wan Jisheng said bitterly.

I was a little skeptical that he believed how much Hei Sister had said. His current apologies and guilt are real, though.

In terms of the situation at that time, Mo Xiaoling was just a primary school student and junior high school student, and Wan Jisheng, who was three or four years older than her, was not mature. Mo Xiaoling has no guardian to take care of, and Wan Jisheng is hiding from adults and doing things secretly. The "teacher" they met was, at most, someone like Mr. Sun – someone who was equally immature and eager to take risks. The results can be imagined.

One wrong step is a wrong step.

Mo Xiaoling may have had a chance to turn back, but she didn't.

Wan Jisheng may have a chance to stop Mo Xiaoling, but he has his own life after that. Study, Exam, Study, Internship, Job...... A normal person's life is busy enough.

Wan Jisheng and Mo Xiaoling spent less time together, and they no longer participated in the adventure. Regarding Mo Xiaoling's "adventure", Wan Jisheng only regarded it as her hobby, and only regarded it as Mo Xiaoling's further on the road of childhood interests.

"I'm sorry, if I had ...... earlier," Wan Jisheng said regretfully.

Mo Xiaoling trembled and clenched Wan Jisheng's hand, "I don't blame you, it's all me, it's me...... It's my own fault. She was at a loss.

Wan Jisheng took a deep breath and asked, "Is there any way to cure your eyes?" What is needed? You guys, is there a way? ”

The latter question is asking Sister Hei.

Sister Hei said: "You can give it a try." ”

Wan Jisheng held Mo Xiaoling's hand, "Don't mention the others first, let's treat the eyes first." The rest ......" Wan Jisheng hesitated.

Mo Xiaoling's heartbeat accelerated.

"The rest, let's talk about it later." Wan Jisheng chose to escape.

I'm afraid that I have already guessed that what Mo Xiaoling usually does is not the same as what he thinks. It's just that Mo Xiaoling is seriously injured and blind, and she has feelings from childhood to adulthood, Wan Jisheng can't be ruthless to Mo Xiaoling now, and whether he can do it in the future is not necessarily.

Mo Xiaoling smiled bitterly.

That's the best outcome.

Mo Xiaoling's consciousness recalled Wan Jisheng's attitude towards herself. She felt that Wan Jisheng might have noticed something a long time ago.

Wan Jisheng has been in contact with her, asking her how to get along with the supernatural people, and every time she meets the base and goes to the haunted house, she will ask a few more questions. She came to Minqing, and Wan Jisheng also came. It may not be a man-woman relationship, nor a friendship, but a form of surveillance.

The darkness of dreams continues.

Mo Xiaoling can't see it, and I can't see it.

But she heard a lot of voices.

I could discern something from those voices.

Hei Xiao's voice is one of the voices I can recognize.

“…… I belong to the five-color sect and have a family tradition. However, it has nothing to do with blood. My grandfather was not my grandfather's own son, he bought it back. My great-grandfather was a distant relative's child who passed into the family. In my generation, my father originally wanted to find a woman to have another son. Otherwise, it's to buy a son. Oh, and he did end up buying a child. Fortunately, my mother was vigilant, and none of the women outside my father gave birth to children. That little boy was also solved by her......"

“…… I don't have that rudimentary notion of that. I can teach you how to refine ghosts, and give you all the things of the five-color sect......"

“…… My ancestor, the one who first refined ghosts, was a ghost ...... himself."

“…… Now, ghosts don't necessarily make ghosts...... After I die...... I'm dying......"

“…… You made me your first ghost...... After ......"

An old male voice interjected.

“…… You've come across something very vicious. This grievance - tsk...... No, no, I can't ......"

There was another strange woman's voice chanting.

“…… Hi! Hah! Mimala——...... Can you see it? ”

Wan Jisheng comforted gently: "It's okay. I'm sure you'll find someone to cure you. Don't rush. ”

The darkness continues.

Occasionally, you can see scenes of ghosts killing people; Occasionally, people killed by the curse are also seen......

Mo Xiaoling was able to control the side effects for the time being.

Wan Jisheng has always been with her. She felt happy, but also troubled. She can't find someone to bear the side effects, so she can only carry it all on her own. Mo Xiaoling didn't even dare to tell Wan Jisheng that she had seen the death scene again.

Time has passed, and Sister Hei's body has also reached its limit.

Mo Xiaoling followed Sister Hei's instructions and prepared to refine Sister Hei into her own ghost.

"Gotta find a specific location. The first time you refine ghosts, you have to find a special place to receive ghosts and bear the yin energy. Sister Hei's voice was soft.

Mo Xiaoling leaned on Sister Hei's lips and listened to her instructions.

Ah Zhuang listened to Sister Hei very much, and seemed to know the affairs of the five-color faction very well, and controlled everything.

Mo Xiaoling didn't dare to tell Wan Jisheng about this.

Fortunately, Wan Jisheng needs to go to work normally. Even if he asks for leave, he can't go on indefinitely.

Ah Zhuang drove the car, took the two women, and went to the place designated by Sister Hei.

It's a bit of a long way off. Accommodation is also required for two days outside on the way.

Mo Xiaoling didn't know where it was. She doesn't believe in Sister Hei and Ah Zhuang very much, but she is not afraid of these two people.

The car stopped, Ah Zhuang unloaded the wheelchair, carried Sister Hei out of the car, and then helped Mo Xiaoling out of the car.

Mo Xiaoling walked on the blind crutches, listened to the sound of the wheels of the wheelchair, and walked forward.

Judging by the sound and the ground beneath your feet, this should not be a city, but a mountain village or something.

Ah Zhuang reminded Mo Xiaoling to turn and pulled Mo Xiaoling.

After a turn, the darkness in front of Mo Xiaoling's eyes was replaced by light.

She saw the scene of death. That scene is still a little familiar.

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