Chapter 187 A Kind of Torture
Whether it was Sang Mo's hearing or the evil spirit, they could hear something silently.
Hei Xia Zi said those words out of genuine concern for Aning, but Aning didn't seem to appreciate it.
When Aning found Sang Mo, he was talking to himself. Sometimes Aning couldn't understand Sang Mo, like the behavior of talking to himself at this moment.
But Sang Mo was talking to Nannan, and people without the ghost eyes could not see Nannan.
Aning handed him the steamed bun and said, "Why did you run so far? You are not planning to sleep here for the night. Aren't you afraid of getting into danger while sleeping?"
"There are many strange and dangerous creatures in this wilderness, and poisonous snakes often appear. Even if you have Qilin blood, you can't be so arrogant."
Sang Mo tore open the steamed bun skin and chewed it slowly, listening to Aning's words without saying a word.
After Aning finished speaking, he pointed to an empty seat beside him and said, "Why don't you sit down and talk?"
Ah Ning, "......"
Suddenly, she felt as if she had hit cotton. She sat down beside him speechlessly and asked him, "What do you think of your ex-boyfriend?"
Sang Mo thought for a moment and said, "If I lose my memory again, I might still date him. That's the idea."
Ah Ning suddenly felt a little depressed and speechless, "Are you so easy to pursue?"
"They say a good horse never turns back. Why do you want to hang on a tree even though you have lost your memory?"
Sang Mo laughed, "That's not the case."
Ah Ning raised an eyebrow, "What is that?"
Sang Mo clicked his tongue, "He has good looks, a good figure, a good temperament, and he can make money and keep it. There's nothing wrong with such a boyfriend."
Aning was speechless again, "You are not short of money, so you can't find any man you want?"
Sang Mo sighed, "Yes, you can find any man you want, but Aning..."
"With our line of work, do you think you can fit into the lives of ordinary people?"
"Even if you quit, the adventurous factor lurking in your bones will still cause trouble. People are greedy, and habits that are deeply rooted in your bones cannot be quit."
"Besides, I will lose my memory. Don't you think this is actually a kind of torture for him?"
Aning was stunned for a moment. This view on love and mental state were really advanced. She had nothing to say.
She had to admit that Sang Mo was right. It was indeed difficult for people like them to integrate into the lives of ordinary people.
Not to mention finding an ordinary person as your partner. I'm afraid they will pull out a gun and kill without blinking an eye when they have a disagreement. There is really no way for them to forget their past and integrate into the group like an ordinary person.
Furthermore, Aning had no intention of retiring and integrating into the ordinary world.
If she doesn't find what her boss needs, she will keep traveling underground and in the gray area, wandering until she dies.
Although Sang Mo transformed her into Qilin blood, she actually had a strong desire to survive, otherwise she would not have agreed to Sang Mo's transformation.
The stronger she becomes, the greater her chance of survival will be, so she would not reject this kind of forced growth to become stronger.
She also sighed, "I understand."
Perhaps this sigh was because the person felt the same way, or perhaps it was because he thought about his ill-fated fate, wandering between life and death. What future could such a life have?
Aning was silent. Only the faint chewing sound could be heard. It was Sang Mo eating toasted buns.
An Ning didn't know how much time had passed, but she felt the night wind was getting colder. She stood up and said, "Let's go back and warm ourselves by the fire."
Sang Mo had already finished his steamed buns and had already lit his third cigarette. Seeing that Aning seemed to have finished her day, he flicked the ash with his fingertips and said, "You go back first. I'll come after I finish this cigarette."
But Aning didn't leave, she stood there waiting.
Sang Mo glanced at her and asked, "Why are you looking at me like that?"
Aning pulled the corner of her mouth a little embarrassedly and said softly: "...coming."
Sang Mo, "?"
When their eyes met, Sang Mo frowned, "...then what's coming?"
Aning nodded.
Sang Mo, "......"
He took a long drag on his cigarette and said, "This is so speechless. So, do you have anything in your backpack?"
Aning pulled the corners of her stiff mouth, feeling it was outrageous and ridiculous that she was actually talking about such things with a man in the wilderness!
Sang Mo threw away the cigarette butt and stood up, "Come on, I'll take you back to get your things. You can find a place to deal with it later. I'll stabilize it after you're done."
“Are you feeling any other sensations now?”
Ah Ning had a speechless face, "...No."
"Apart from a little pain in my stomach, I didn't feel anything else, but that's normal, you don't have to worry about it."
Sang Mo nodded and walked in front to lead the way.
When we returned to the temporary resting place, the fire was still burning fiercely. Hei Xia Zi was sitting in front of the fire and fanning the fire with branches. The other people were also sitting in different positions, some with their eyes closed, some staring at the night sky and into the distance in a daze.
Only Fatty Wang was sleeping on the ground with his backpack as a pillow, his snoring becoming louder and louder. Pan Zi's eyes were twitching, and there was a knife in his eyes when he looked at Fatty Wang.
Aning quickly walked over, picked up the backpack and walked towards Sang Mo who was standing on the edge of the darkness. The two of them walked into the darkness again, one after the other.
Pan Zi was suspicious, "Young Master San, what's going on?"
"Why do I feel like there's something wrong with Aning's walking posture?"
Wu Xie, “?”
He turned his head to look at Pan Zi, "What's wrong?"
Damn, could it be what he thought?
Pan Zi scratched his head, "It just feels weird. This doesn't look like her normal walk."
Hei Xiazi reminded him, "Don't make random guesses. It's inconvenient when you're out. Don't say anything embarrassing."
Wu Xie blinked and patted his cheek, feeling that something was wrong with his thoughts. What was going on?
When Sang Mo and Aning came back again, Pan Zi had also fallen asleep, lying down next to Fatty Wang.
The remaining four people were still maintaining silence, some were in a daze, some were resting, some were making trouble, and some were staring at Wu Xie who came back with their dog eyes.
Sang Mo ignored him, walked to the fire and sat down, while he took out a tent, he said to Hei Xia Zi: "Help me, make a tent."
Hei Xia Zi took it and started to set up the tent without saying anything.
Zhang Qiling also stood up to help.
Xie Yuchen opened his eyes and took a look, but was a step too slow, so he didn't get up. Wu Xie looked at Xiaohua, then at Sang Mo who was already warming himself by the fire, and after thinking about it, he got up to help.
When the tent was ready, Sang Mo went in, took out the cushions and set them aside, then came out of the tent and said to Aning, "Go in and sleep."
Aning looked at him for a moment, then got up and went into the tent.
Sang Mo returned to sit in front of the fire, smoking and saying, "You take a nap, I'll keep watch."
Hei Xiazi sighed softly, "You need to rest more. If you have extra cushions, go sleep in the tent. We will be guarding outside."
Sang Mo said, "I slept all afternoon yesterday. The journey ahead requires physical strength and energy. Can you keep up?"
Black blind man, "......"
Sang Mo added: "You have been keeping watch over me for the whole afternoon, so what's wrong with me keeping watch over me now?"
The blind man nodded his chin and said, "No problem. Then I'll take a nap."
Zhang Qiling sat back in his original position, his eyes moved slightly, he looked at the night sky silently again, and tightened the black gold ancient sword in his arms.
Xie Yuchen slowly closed his eyes. Even though Sang Mo lost his memory again and broke up with Hei Xia Zi, Sang Mo seemed to treat Hei Xia Zi differently.
Wu Xie suppressed the bitterness in his heart. Not daring to get close, he could only taste the sourness in silence.
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