Chapter 688: The copy is a double-edged sword

Wen Jin felt as if struck by lightning, staring blankly at the bodies of his mother and sister.

She wanted to rush over and ask if her mother and sister were asleep.

But before he could move, he was taken away by the teleportation talisman cast by the woman in red.

"No--"

Wen Jin burst into tears and almost fainted. A 5-year-old child didn't know how to control his emotions. "I want my mom—"

"I want my sister!"

"Your mother and sister are dead."

The woman in red sighed and reached out to touch her hair. What a poor child! Her good life had changed so drastically.

Wen Jin just looked at her stupidly. She was still young and didn't understand what death meant.

But she had seen many aunts who were covered with white cloth and never came back.

The woman in red sighed, not knowing whether Wen Jin could understand her or not. After thinking for a moment, she decided to tell her the truth.

"Your mother and sister are in trouble because of others' misfortune."

There was a complicated look in her eyes. People always say that ghosts and gods are scary.

But the most terrifying thing in this world is the human heart.

People's hearts have always been difficult to guess.

Not to mention, in the face of huge benefits, people will always be driven and willing to be pawns.

"The souls of your mother and sister have been sacrificed."

"Those people, under the guise of charity, claim to be helping children and sick people in the village, are actually just selecting suitable sacrifices."

Wen Jin's mother and sister happened to be the first batch of sacrifices chosen.

In order for these people to realize their dream of getting rich, Wen Jin's mother and sister became the first victims.

…

Wen Jin closed her eyes, and from that moment on, she took the woman in red as her teacher.

However, her obsession with revenge was so strong that she even resorted to deviant means, practicing sorcery and filling herself with evil spirits.

So later, she was expelled from the sect.

It can be said that she is a loner in the true sense of the word.

"More than ten years ago, fortunately you and your master arrived in time, so your sister and I escaped. As for your father and your grandparents, they deserved it."

Bai Shuang's gentle voice fell into Wen Jin's ears at this time.

Wen Jin raised his head.

She raised the corners of her mouth slightly and smiled.

This copy really understands what's in her mind.

I also understand her weaknesses and regrets.

Sometimes, even though I know it is fake, I can’t help but feel dazed for a moment.

Wen Jin glanced at Li Shu behind Bai Shuang. That was her sister, who died when she was 5 years old. It shouldn't be possible for her to recognize the adult version of her in the copy at a glance.

But before she was expelled from the master's school, she once begged her master to draw a picture for her. She wanted to see what her sister would look like when she grew up.

I also want to see my mother grow old.

People who have died cannot see each other's future.

The master could only draw this picture to fulfill her wish, based on the proportions of her sister's facial features when she was a child and his own appearance as he grew up. He carefully observed the differences in facial features between her and her sister.

There were a few places that Wen Jing felt were not right, so he made some changes himself.

From then on, she treated that as her grown-up sister. It was a bit self-deception, but sometimes one has to deceive oneself in life.

And now Li Shu looks exactly like the person in the painting that he had altered.

A bitter smile appeared on Wen Jin's lips.

[Wuwuwu, Master Wen before was so pitiful, I feel so sorry for her, I really want to kill those people with my own hands! ]

[Alas, I have always thought that the scariest thing is a ghost, but during this time I have discovered again and again that people are scarier than ghosts.]

[There is a saying that goes, there are two things in this world that cannot be looked at directly, one is the sun, and the other is the human heart. ]

[Alas, Huo Baiwei, Master Wen, and Huo Laoliu, each of these three people has different sufferings. I hated Huo Baiwei especially at the beginning, but now I can hardly hate her.]

[Do you think Master Wen will stay here? ]

[I'm not sure about this. I initially thought that the cowardly Huo Baiwei would definitely stay in the dungeon, and that Cen Xiu, who always seemed calm and rational, would choose to return to the real world, but the result was the opposite.]

【To be honest, I still don’t know what Master Wen will choose.】

[They are not others, they are my mother and sister. If it were me, I would probably choose to stay here. ]

[But this is all fake. What is fake cannot become real.]

The fake can never become real, but if everyone knows that the real can never come back, sometimes the existence of the fake may be another kind of spiritual sustenance.

But it is not known whether everyone needs this kind of spiritual sustenance.

Wen Jin didn't respond to these words. What the person on the other side should and shouldn't say were actually tailor-made for her in the copy.

Basically, this copy will arrange whatever she wants.

So apart from being a little dazed at the beginning, Wen Jin's heart was surprisingly calm at this moment, even a little scary.

"Speaking of which, where is my master? I haven't seen her for a long time."

She was also curious about how to make this copy round.

Unexpectedly, Bai Shuang on the opposite side showed a surprised expression, and then looked at her with some anger.

"What's wrong with you lately? How come you forgot something so important? Your master is helping you get revenge."

Wen Jin: “…”

She knew that she was quite delusional, but she never thought that she could be so fanciful. In this copy, she could even think of a plot where her master would avenge her.

In order to seek revenge, she did not hesitate to resort to crooked ways, so her master generously severed ties with her and expelled her from the sect.

How could he possibly help me get revenge now? I knew that my master had suddenly become very sensitive about right and wrong.

She could only say that this dream was really a useful knife. If used well, some people would be willing to stay here, while some people would just regard themselves as bored spectators in the copy.

"They all went to avenge me, but this kind of thing should be done by me myself."

She has already entered this copy, but isn't this copy designed to make her the strongest one?

Wen Jin found it both ridiculous and funny, but he didn't say much.

"Of course you should avenge yourself, but I can't bear to see my disciple suffer."

A light laugh was heard, Wen Jin turned around and saw her master wearing a red skirt, with a look of half disgust and half heartache on her face.

"Don't worry, those people have been dealt with."