Chapter 96 The Truth (XII) The Evil of Human Nature
Mingyao frowned.
I was just stabbed, but it still doesn't work.
Noticing the change in her expression, Xuanxiu also realized something.
"No matter what happens, don't do anything."
"I know." Mingyao nodded, looked at the middle-aged man again, pursed her lips, and rejected this man again.
Although she knew that she had a high probability of not being able to dodge it, she still wanted to try again.
This time she was prepared. After rejecting the man, the moment he drew his knife again, Mingyao jumped onto Xuanxiu's back.
"Hurry, hurry, run." She was a little nervous.
Xuanxiu reacted quickly and left the man behind in the blink of an eye.
They stopped only when they reached a safe place.
Got rid of it?
Mingyao glanced behind her. The man hadn't caught up with her. She held her breath, concentrating for a few breaths, but there was no movement.
So easy?
She looked around, but there was no sign of anyone else except Xuanxiu and herself.
If she could escape so easily, it would be easy. She would just ignore the challenges posed by the formation and escape.
Xuanxiu on the side also saw what she was thinking.
"Go back."
Instead of wandering around the streets, fearing a trap might pop up from nowhere, it is better to follow the principle of "if the enemy doesn't move, I won't move; if the enemy moves, I still won't move" and fight a defensive battle.
"Okay." After thinking for a moment, Mingyao agreed with Xuanxiu's opinion.
However, the two of them looked at each other.
There was a moment of silence.
No one moved first.
A hint of doubt appeared in Xuanxiu's eyes: "What's wrong?"
Except for the quarrel a few days ago when he tried to avoid her, whenever they walked side by side, Mingyao would always move first, and he would slow down to protect her.
Mingyao seemed a little hesitant, but she finally took a step forward and took his hand. Her ears felt a little hot, and she raised her face and blinked: "Let's go, we can go now."
Perhaps because Xuanxiu was born with an immortal body, his hands had no traces of a cultivator's practice, and were very easy to hold.
Just now, she was inexplicably reminded that the two of them had been walking on the road for such a long time, but they had not even held hands.
Since entering puberty, she has never held the hand of a man of the right age.
Now holding Immortal Lord Miaomiao's hand, he finally felt a little shy in love. It felt pretty good. Mingyao pursed his lips and took a step closer.
Fingers interlocked.
Fragments of last night's memories flashed through his mind, and Mingyao's face grew even hotter. He cleared his throat and tried to explain, "Where we are, boyfriends and girlfriends who have confirmed their relationship have to hold hands when they go out."
The customs of their hometown.
A faint smile flashed in Xuanxiu's eyes, but he quickly suppressed it.
Seeing him trying to hold back his laughter, Mingyao's lips curled up: "Okay, now we can go."
Unfortunately, it was too early to be happy, or perhaps too optimistic, and I soon suffered retribution.
Mingyao had just taken a step forward and walked out, his feet not even touching the ground.
The distinct pain in her lower abdomen came again - stirring, surging, heart-wrenching. She touched it lightly, and the wet blood dyed her hand red.
The dagger from before was stuck in his abdomen.
Haha, I knew it was a waste of effort. The cold sweat on Mingyao's forehead dripped down his cheeks.
I knew it was an illusion, but the pain was so obvious.
She tried hard not to let Xuanxiu notice her abnormality.
The time left for them was too short, and she didn't want to ruin their good mood. Zuo Youxuanxiu couldn't see her current situation because of the formation.
As long as she can bear it, she'll be fine.
Mingyao thought, trying to divert his mind from the pain in his body.
I remembered the middle-aged man who had taken action earlier.
Mingyao gritted his teeth.
It turns out that the man was just a cover. No matter what, as long as I refuse, the knife will definitely stab me, right?
Damn it.
She was just a poor little girl who wanted to go home.
Is it necessary to be so harsh on her?
It’s hard to go home, and it’s also hard to bring back the person you love. Now even if you want to be a little clever, it won’t work.
All of them have to endure such inhuman torture.
Damn it.
Mingyao cursed over and over again, but his pace slowed down involuntarily.
She covered her abdomen tremblingly, cold sweat pouring out and her ears ringing.
Xuanxiu's somewhat anxious voice came from beside him.
It's over, I can't hide it.
Mingyao looked up and could only vaguely see his lips opening and closing.
It was like a punishment, and the pain this time was even worse than the last time. Mingyao almost lost the ability to think.
All the senses were taken over by pain.
I don’t know how long it took.
Until the blurry halo disappears.
Xuanxiu's face appeared before her, his brows knitted tightly together, his face pale.
"Haha, it's okay, you're a good woman again." Mingyao forced a smile at Xuanxiu.
Xuanxiu silently wiped the sweat from her face. The phantom pain was fake, but her reaction was real.
"Do we really have to go back?"
He asked.
"yes."
She answered and gently touched Xuanxiu's eyes. Xuanxiu's eyes were very beautiful, and they looked the best when he was just looking at her. She suddenly thought that perhaps one of the reasons why this formation allowed Xuanxiu to follow in was to wear down her will to go home.
It is really hard not to be shaken when your lover's eyes are fixed on you and he/she is praying for you silently.
"Miao Miao, I have to go back."
She murmured.
As soon as she finished speaking, as if to test her determination to go back, the pitiful and helpless middle-aged man appeared before her again at the end of the street.
"Immortal Lord..."
"good."
This time Mingyao agreed without waiting for him to finish his words. There was no way to hide, so he had to face it.
She held Xuanxiu's hand and thought, it has come to this point, how can she retreat? Not only can she not retreat, she also has to think of a win-win solution and get Xuanxiu back.
Mingyao gritted his teeth, feeling secretly angry.
Anyway, this formation can’t kill her.
She just didn't believe it.
"Thank you, Immortal Lord. Thank you, Immortal Lord." The middle-aged man was stunned at first, then he kowtowed several times to Mingyao quickly, then stood up tremblingly and led Mingyao.
He talked about his situation along the way.
Perhaps a monster had fallen into the town, and his wife and children, who had weak legs and feet and were frail, were soon carried away by the monster.
"I heard that the monster wanted to capture people to make elixirs." The middle-aged man burst into tears. "I know I am no match for the monster, so I came to ask the Immortal Lord for help."
Mingyao nodded.
As she listened, she warned herself that since this formation was trying to force her to take action, the wife and children the man was talking about would surely be tortured beyond recognition by the monster, in order to force and arouse her sympathy.
She just needs to control herself, not let her compassion run wild, and keep herself out of trouble.
Mingyao kept brainwashing herself, feeling complicated, afraid that everything would not be as easy as she thought.
The hand holding Xuanxiu began to sweat unconsciously, and even his stomach began to ache again.
"Don't break into this formation. Drain all your immortal energy and kill me directly."
Xuanxiu's voice was firm and unyielding.
He couldn't see everything she saw, nor did he know what she faced, but he could feel her reaction personally.
He couldn't bear to see her suffer like this, so he decided to let her take his life.
Anyway, he won't be able to survive after she leaves.
Nonsense. Mingyao glared at him fiercely, telling him to shut up, but the strange, tense mood was interrupted.
Suddenly I remembered a time when I was a child. Before going on stage to perform a solo dance in kindergarten, Mingyao was so nervous that she had a stomachache. Ms. Ming was standing at the backstage door with a popsicle in her hand and asked her if she wanted to eat it.
"But if I eat popsicles, I won't be able to perform on stage in time."
Xiao Mingyao answered in a baby voice.
"So would you rather have me eat a popsicle or perform on stage?"
Ms. Ming asked nonchalantly.
Xiao Ming thought that she would rather perform on stage.
Later, the performance went smoothly.
Later, as he grew up, Mingyao gradually realized that this was Ms. Ming's wisdom.
She easily becomes nervous and helpless when faced with the only choice she has to make.
But if at the end of the day, there was one more voice to divert her attention, she would feel much better.
This trick has always worked for Ms. Ming.
Now, although Xuanxiu came up with a bad idea, it reminded Mingyao of the mentality he and Ms. Ming had when facing problems together.
Gradually calming down, he followed the middle-aged man to what he called the monster cave.
Mingyao mustered up his courage and walked in with Xuanxiu.
Her heart was pounding.
I thought there would be an "open door kill" and I would run into the monster head-on, but I didn't expect that the monster's cave was very quiet.
Mingyao looked around cautiously but didn't notice anything wrong.
We walked for a while and were still safe.
Finally, they found the man in the deepest part of the cave. The middle-aged man beside him slowly released his wife and child, and the three of them burst into tears.
After crying for a long time, the man brought his wife and children to Mingyao and began to bow.
Mingyao stopped him and said, "Get out first."
According to her experience, if the first half of the rescue process is smooth, something will definitely happen if she doesn't get out early.
It's an established routine for disaster films or horror films.
Mingyao was the first to retreat.
The person has been saved, but if you don't run fast enough, don't blame her.
She pulled Xuanxiu and turned around and ran out.
The middle-aged man behind him also hurriedly followed, holding his wife and children.
When they reached the middle section, just as Mingyao had expected, there was a sudden movement behind them. The monster that the middle-aged man mentioned came out from the cave. It was a snake monster.
Ming Yao broke out in a cold sweat just by taking a look, and ran even faster in panic.
The middle-aged man was obviously exhausted, and he stumbled and fell while holding his wife and children.
Damn it.
Mingyao paused and turned back.
The middle-aged man and his wife were trapped by a huge rock in the cave, spitting blood. Everything before them was so real. The couple seemed to be dying soon, yet they still protected their seven or eight-year-old child.
Seeing Mingyao turning back.
The middle-aged man burst into tears and begged Mingyao to take his child away and save his life.
Between life and death, blood ties are always touching.
Mingyao paused for a moment. If she used her immortal power now, her family would naturally survive. But... no, she had to go home.
She was silent for a while, then took the child from the middle-aged man.
He ran out without looking back.
As soon as she went out, the cave behind her collapsed. It was obvious that the middle-aged man and his wife had lost their lives.
I feel a little sad.
Seeing her standing there in a daze, Xuanxiu guessed that the matter was over, and gently held her hand to comfort her.
Mingyao sighed and looked at the child she had brought out: "Do you have other relatives? I'll take you to find them."
However, what responded to her was not the sad tears caused by losing her parents.
On the contrary, the child's eyes were filled with hatred.
He leaped in front of Mingyao and beat Mingyao's body wildly with his hands.
"It's all your fault. Aren't you an immortal? Why didn't you save my parents?"
The sharp cries and He Man's hateful gaze made Ming Yao feel numb.
Hatred is something that can often resolve a matter of life and death.
Mingyao's heart skipped a beat as he suddenly realized something.
Previously, she had formed a preconceived notion because of the middle-aged man's words. She always thought that this formation forced her to use her immortal power, and would probably make her see some of the most tragic scenes in the world, which would tempt her to not be able to bear it and thus use her immortal power to save people.
She underestimated this formation.
After she knew the rules of the formation, she would not take action against strangers who had nothing to do with her, no matter how pitiful they were, because she was on guard.
The goodness of human nature is always fragile, and keeping to oneself is the choice of most ordinary people.
But...what about the evil of human nature?
It is difficult to save people, but easy to hurt them.
Mingyao lowered her eyes and looked at the child in front of her. He seemed to have determined that she was an enemy, and he kicked, beat and bit her.
Rudeness, hatred, and endless noise.
When bad things happen to you, your patience will always be greatly reduced.
The child in front of her posed no danger to her and she could easily deal with him.
This is the essence of the formation.
Mingyao could even hear a voice seducing her in her ear.
"Kill him."
"It's easy."
Everything around her began to vanish. Slowly, even Mingyao's thoughts began to blur. No, what was she doing here? Who was she?
Her hands were empty, as if something very important was disappearing.
"Go to hell, die, die. I don't need you to save me."
The child in front of her continued to make noise and started picking up stones to throw at her.
An inexplicable sense of hostility followed the anger in the child's eyes and penetrated into Mingyao's heart.
She lowered her eyes and felt the surging power in her body.
Nowadays, all it takes is a slight mistake.
This kid can just shut up.
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