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The man maintained a slightly bent posture, rolled his eyes, and opened his mouth. Blood flowed from his mouth, forming a small waterfall.

The people watching around screamed and made a lot of noise.

There was also blood seeping out of the man's chest, staining the shirt that had been washed and turned yellow.

The doctors and nurses nearby couldn't react, let alone the other onlookers.

Mo Xiaoling watched the man's death indifferently.

Tears suddenly appeared in the corners of her eyes.

Her mood didn't fluctuate, but she couldn't stop crying.

At this moment, the ten-year-old girl was at a loss and could only cry, just like she had when she was a baby. However, at this moment, no matter how much she cried, no one came to comfort her, care about her anxiously, and take her around to seek medical advice.

The chaotic street scene disappeared.

Mo Xiaoling knelt at the door of the room. After a threshold, Mo Xiaoling's grandmother was crying and cursing. She scolded Mo Xiaoling until she was bloody, but she didn't dare to step across the threshold, and her waving hand didn't even dare to fall on Mo Xiaoling.

I smelled the incense and floated into the house, and I saw the mourning hall of Mo Xiaoling's father. Mo Xiaoling's father's photo was placed in the mourning hall, and her mother's photo and an urn were also placed on the cabinet next to it.

I turned around and went to see Mo Xiaoling.

She neither cried nor fussed, and her body was still aching from the side effects of the death scene, but she didn't show it at all on her face.

"...Sangmenxing! I knew you were going to kill our whole family! What evil have we done! God, don't you open your eyes! You kill this Sangmenxing!" Mo Xiaoling's grandmother patted her chest, Cried till he was hoarse.

Her grandfather took her grandmother and kept smoking. Occasionally he looked at Mo Xiaoling, with a look of despair and disgust on his face.

Some neighbors were watching the fun outside, and some came to persuade her, but they all avoided Mo Xiaoling.

An old lady whispered to Mo Xiaoling: "Lingling, please go outside first. Your grandma will cry when she looks at you. She will cry like this. You go out first, and I will give it to you when I come back later." Dad kowtows."

Mo Xiaoling looked up at her.

The old lady sighed, with pity and sympathy in her eyes.

Mo Xiaoling lowered her head, got up from the ground, and walked away silently.

The onlookers got out of the way. Whether they believed Grandma Mo Xiaoling's words or not, they were unwilling to get close to Mo Xiaoling.

I glanced at the old lady.

She faced Mo Xiaoling's grandma with a straight face and reprimanded: "You are a very old person, and you are still talking nonsense! Your son's wife is dead, and your granddaughter is the only one left. If you don't watch it carefully, you will Let your family's roots be cut off, and your son will not be worshiped in the future! What's wrong with this? Look at what's said in the news. What a Taoist priest said, it's not nice to hear. !”

What the old lady said was neither fish nor fowl, but it could still be regarded as helping Mo Xiaoling.

Mo Xiaoling listened a little, but didn't take it to heart. She had already gone downstairs and walked to the public garden of the community.

She probably didn't remember that when she was a child, she told her mother that she saw a ghost for the first time, and her mother fled here with her.

I watched her sitting in the same position, touching the chair with peeling paint, in a daze, and I thought she might remember that incident.

A boy came over and stood in front of Mo Xiaoling. His small body cast a shadow on Mo Xiaoling.

Mo Xiaoling raised her head.

"Lingling, why are you here alone? Your father..." The boy looked a few years older than Mo Xiaoling. He looked like a junior high school student and was carrying a schoolbag.

He hesitated to speak, feeling very guilty, as if he realized that he had said the wrong thing.

Mo Xiaoling lowered her head again.

She thought nothing of it. Her body still hurts. The female ghost in red's Yin Qi has not completely dissipated, and the side effects still remain.

The boy sat next to Mo Xiaoling, kicked his legs, and suddenly said: "I know, you can see ghosts. This is called yin and yang eyes. It is shown on TV. With yin and yang eyes, you can see ghosts and catch ghosts." Ghost, very powerful.”

What the boy said was a bit childish. He looked at Mo Xiaoling carefully.

I think he is making Mo Xiaoling happy.

Mo Xiaoling raised her head and said, "It's not like I can see ghosts."

"Huh? My mother said you can see ghosts. My grandma doesn't believe it. She said you are just sick. The doctor can't see it now, but he will definitely see it in the future. The country is developing, and medicine is developing." The boy said seriously. , and kept talking.

Mo Xiaoling interrupted the boy coldly, "I can see ghosts killing people."

The boy shut up and looked at Mo Xiaoling in surprise.

"Do you want to see it?" Mo Xiaoling asked, full of malice, with an undisguised malicious smile on her face.

The boy thought for a while and hesitated.

Mo Xiaoling snorted and lowered her head.

The boy scratched his head, "I'm not...but...your parents..." He still looked a little scared.

"They were scared to death." Mo Xiaoling said, "They are all cowards. I have seen it since I was a child... They were scared to death when they saw it."

The boy said "Oh".

Neither of them spoke.

Mo Xiaoling's tears fell down, she was crying for herself, crying aggrievedly.

She didn't want to kill, she didn't want to kill her mother, and she didn't want to kill the middle-aged woman whose name she didn't know. And after she killed her father with her own hands, she did not regret it.

She didn't know what to do.

I think about my abilities and can only sigh.

If I really had abilities when I was a child and Ye Qing didn't save me, what would I become?

I love my parents and sister very much. One thing I am sure of is that now that they know my abilities, they will only worry about me and will not avoid me because of it. But what about when I was a kid? My parents may still love me, but I still have my sister at home.

My sister was in the most ignorant stage at that time, imitating everything she saw, heartless and heartless. She was the most innocent and cruel child of that age. I still remember how my sister tormented me when I was little. She meant no harm, just having fun. Sometimes while I was sleeping, it would pounce on my head, suffocating me, and making me giggle. I was going to be angry, and if the pain made me unable to make a sound, she would carefully please me again and reluctantly give me the lollipop she was licking. Cute and pitiful, it makes people forget that they just wanted to beat her up.

My sister may be afraid of me and may be in danger because of me. Mom and dad must consider the safety of their sister. Things will never go as smoothly as they do now.

The so-called weather, location, and harmony are simple to say, but it is really difficult to satisfy all three. Most of the time, nothing is enough.

As long as one variable is slightly different, things may go in the opposite direction.

Mo Xiaoling's ability appeared at the worst possible time. The nature of her powers is also pretty bad. Mo Xiaoling now has no way to control her abilities and her life.

This is tragic.

This also reminds me of Yukawa Peak. The boy who could see new things at a glance finally chose to deceive himself and pretend that nothing happened. He didn't hurt others, but he couldn't live bravely.

The opposite example is probably Ye Qing.

However, Ye Qing's situation should be different from others. I'm not sure when he met the real Xuan Qing and received guidance from such an unorthodox and decent person. It's never too late. I vaguely remember that it was quite early. From this point of view, Ye Qing was very lucky.

No one's life is exactly the same.

So, those of them who had abilities at a young age ended up going down different paths.

At this time, I somewhat understood Ye Qing's thoughts.

What he wants to overturn is all this tragedy.

If we can really change the world from the distant source, then these people...

At this time, the boy plucked up the courage and said, "Okay. Show me. Don't cry."

Mo Xiaoling turned to look at the boy.

The boy looked serious, "Let me see. Stop crying."

Mo Xiaoling sneered. The little face had an adult expression on it. She wiped her face roughly and held out her hand to the boy. She thought to herself that the other person would definitely be scared to death like everyone else. They don't know what they are enduring, and there is no way they can be as powerful as themselves and endure these things forever.

The boy's hand held Mo Xiaoling's little hand, conveying warm power.

Mo Xiaoling was not distracted at this point, she was just thinking about the female ghost in red.

The hand holding her immediately tightened, as if to crush her hand.

Mo Xiaoling shouted, and the other party relaxed her strength.

"I'm sorry..." the boy whispered, beads of sweat forming on his forehead.

His face turned white, his lips turned white, and his body was trembling slightly.

He pulled at the corner of his mouth with difficulty and said weakly: "Mo Xiaoling, you are so amazing... you are not afraid of these things... It turns out that there are really ghosts in this world. It's really... scary..."

The boy couldn't hold on, his body tilted and fell to the ground.

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