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The elder brother of Lucun named the stick Jiba Stick. I thought it was quite handsome. And I was very dissatisfied with my elder brother for not naming my stick, so I called my short stick Jiba Stick.

I followed them carefully with my Jiba stick in hand, all the way to Grandpa's residence.

That was his Taoist temple, a very old Taoist temple that hardly entertained pilgrims on weekdays.

I did not go through the main entrance, but got in through the backyard of the Taoist temple where a hole was broken.

Relying on my familiarity with the place and walking at a different pace than the two of them, I quickly found them.

"Go down."

Grandpa said to his sister.

"As long as I stay down until the next morning, will you help me find someone?"

asked the sister.

I don't understand what she wants from Grandpa.

Find someone?Who are you looking for?Why does it have to be grandpa?

I could feel the eager longing in my sister's heart and was touched by it.

Here, I want to fully explain my abilities again.

I can detect a person's emotions, and after extensive witnessing, I can accurately define these emotions to facilitate the next judgment or directly and deeply empathize to get the emotional results, but the cost is that my emotions will become the same as the other person's.

The emotion of eagerness and longing was the first time I felt it, so I used the latter to understand it.

It was precisely because of this that I kicked down the potted plant on the side.

In the broken voice, my sister and I met our eyes.

"Third? Why are you here?"

My sister looked surprised, waved at me, and then waved her hand again.

"You go back first. I want to stay at Grandpa's place all night. I will go home tomorrow morning. Tell Wu Qu that I won't be home for food today."

I was a little hesitant whether to do as she said or hide it and sneak up to take a look.

"Pojun, come too."

Grandpa said.

"But... didn't you say you wanted me to go down alone?"

"It would be better if Po Jun goes down together."

He just said so.

I looked at Grandpa with some confusion.

The pretended malice grew stronger, to the point where I subconsciously resisted coming forward.

"Come here, he said so."

My sister waved to me.

"When I get down there, I'll tell you a story." Grandpa said.

"If you can remain silent, then I can promise you a wish that will come true during your lifetime."

"And if you fail, the most disgusting thing in your life will happen."

"Now, you have one last chance to regret it."

My sister’s answer was very decisive in her style.

"I want to go down!"

Grandpa didn't look at her, but put his eyes on me.

"What about you, Pojun?"

"I...I want to go down too!"

The malice in Grandpa's eyes was really terrifying. It was impossible for me to just let my sister go down alone.

and so--

"I... I will go too!"

I said this with the intention of not being left behind.

Grandpa showed a very complicated expression.

I felt sadness, I felt a sense of relief, I felt a sense of inner relief and some kind of fulfillment.

But I didn’t understand these emotions at the time, so I just went along with it.

The story begins on the way down.

"long long ago……"

"There is a family that, in order to ensure the continuation of the family's mission, issued a [curse] on their own bloodline."

"Every direct blood descendant is destined to be twins. This is a twin flower."

"Twins are destined to devour each other and take away their own siblings to make themselves stronger."

"The strength and weakness of the twins has been determined from the beginning."

“One is destined to interfere with the outside, and the other is destined to interfere with the inside.”

"One will deprive the other of nutrients from nutrients during the fetal period, and the other will be unable to awaken its abilities or even die early due to lack of foundation and nutrients for growth."

"When the family passed down to a certain generation, the head of the family could no longer bear the tragedy that half of the children were destined to die. So he created the [Twin Flowers Complementary Method]."

"This method allows the stronger of the two pairs of twins to unite, forcibly give birth to the next generation, and instill the curse into the new fetus."

Suddenly, the sister walking in front of me stopped.

"Come on."

"Ok?"

She pushed me and shouted, "Run, you idiot!"

I was frightened and saw grandpa's cold eyes behind her.

【282】Broken Army ([-])

There is an absolutely insurmountable power gap between adults and children. Before that day, I didn't have much deep understanding of this kind of thing. After all, Lucun was a ten-year-old who could withstand six bags of rice.

And being caught by my grandfather like a chicken, I understand that people cannot be generalized.

"You don't seem to understand that the family in my story just now has the surname Yang."

"Sometimes I still wonder who is the superior [flower] between you and Lucun. After all, that child is more mature than his peers, and the mental age gap between you and your peers is not that big - study His abilities are much more mature."

"But the fact is that Lucun really doesn't have the ability, but you do, and it meets the requirements."

"I really don't know whether to call it a repeat of a miracle or the beginning of a tragedy. The possibility of succeeding only once in so many generations will happen again in your generation."

"They are two pairs of twins of the opposite sex who are in a stronger position. Their abilities correspond to [inside] and [outside] or [acquisition] and [release] respectively."

"I'm really... grateful to God for giving me this opportunity -"

"Let Jumen not have to face the same desperate fate of watching one of his biological children die in front of his own eyes."

"I love Jumen, Lucun."

"He is not just himself, a person named Yang Jumen."

"He is the result of my love for the person I love."

"He is proof that we loved each other."

"He was a twin who took on the existence of himself and another child who died within just 30 days of birth."

"I love him more than anyone else."

"I want him to be able to think whatever he wants to think."

"I hope he gets as much love as I got."

"I hope he can realize his pure and noble ideals."

"I hope that even one of my tragedies will not happen to him again."

"But ah..."

Emotions of sadness and despair flooded into my mind, reminding me of the suffocation I felt when I first drowned.

"A tragedy that I have never experienced before happened to him!"

"He died for his ideals——"

"Just like those ancestors who sacrificed everything for the Jedi Heavenly Power to turn themselves into firewood that burns the fire of the sky."

"You shouldn't understand, right, Pojun? After all, you are the only one in this family who doesn't feel a lot of sadness, or even no sadness at all, because of Jumen's death."

"I feel bad, Pojun. Why can't his children even feel sad about his death?"

I saw my sister holding my grandfather's hand, and the flame of anger was burning in my heart.

"Don't say things like shirking responsibility! Pojun, who doesn't understand what death means, is wrong in not feeling sad about his father's death now!"

Grandpa stretched out his other hand, grabbed his sister's neck and lifted her up.

"You too, Wenqu. It's clear that both your father and your mother only want the four of you to grow up in peace, but you want me to help you find the person who killed Jumen? Find him? What do you think? You rushed forward stupidly? What a joke! He regards you as the continuation of his own life! What qualifications do you have to die so stupidly!"

"Gu-uh-ho..."

My sister, who was struggling desperately, moaned in pain, and the fear naturally poured into my heart.

Grandpa quickly let go of his hand and let his sister fall to the ground.

Fear and despair lingered in my heart. I didn't know whether my mood at this moment was a poor reproduction of her mood, or my own mood. With this ability, it is difficult for me to understand my own mood.

"This is a rare opportunity. Let me tell you the full story of your abilities as a result of the fate of the Pojun Star."

"I will only say it once, so you have to listen carefully and remember it in your heart."

"There is absolute truth in this world, and will determines power."

“The things that determine the nature of your abilities are your deepest desires and your own talents.”

"The surface of your ability so far is to perceive and accept other people's emotions, so you will misjudge many people's thoughts, because people are complex, changeable, and their inner contents are not obvious. I let it happen from the beginning Being forced to go berserk has turned into accepting the emotions and thoughts of everyone within ten feet of you without distinction."

"The power of emotions has a very high status in this world. Strong and strong directional emotions can turn into a deep curse, causing everything you love, hate, fear, and disgust to Everything will change because of your will."

"Just like this—"

"[Yang Pojun, Yang Wenqu, sacrifice your lives so that your brothers can survive.]"

Something took over my body, causing me to untie my sister's clothes using a technique I didn't understand at all, and then...

It was as if my spirit and soul were separated from my body. A beast that came from nowhere invaded my young body and was violent to my innocent sister.

Don't do this, please don't do this!

I was wrong, I really knew I was wrong!

I didn’t know who I was asking for mercy from, or what I was apologizing for.

I'm just repeating the process, like a programmed process.

But, I don't know whether to call it sad or what, my voice didn't seem to be heard by anyone at all.

Grandpa or sister.

They all seemed to have lost themselves.

I couldn't see a trace of myself in their eyes, and I couldn't feel their emotions.

I could only pray feebly and apologize.

Even if no one hears it.

Everyone is welcome, come and save me and my sister...

I have made this prayer countless times, but no one has come here yet.