Chapter 3 Chapter 3 Bai Tianming checked his hand...



Chapter 3 Chapter 3 Bai Tianming checked his hand...

Bai Tianming checked the heart in his hand and found that there was indeed a mark on it. He erased the mark and cleared away the remaining power of other people on it.

Now, the heart is clean, without any unnecessary things, and they don't have to worry about anyone finding it through something on the heart.

"It's been taken care of," Bai Tianming weighed the heart in his hand, as if selecting ingredients in a braised meat shop, and said casually to Mo Rusheng, "It's nothing."

Mo Rusheng glanced out the window in fear. The sky was calm, without even a bird passing by. There were some slowly floating white clouds, but nothing looked strange.

But he didn't feel at ease.

He blinked, one hand clenched into a fist involuntarily, opened his mouth, and asked Bai Tianming in a somewhat panicked tone, "Are you really not going to come over?"

He paused, lowered his head, a little scared, but felt he had to speak out, so he took a deep breath and said, "I came a long way to get this heart. If the owner of the heart really can find us, I'm afraid the time they spent on the road is enough for them to confirm the direction and location."

"You're just unlucky," Bai Tianming blinked and spread his hands. "I can't do anything about what has happened."

Anyway, the owner of this thing hasn't come yet, so there's nothing to worry about. Even if he comes, we can just fight him with our own strength and nothing will happen.

The bright red heart rolled in Bai Tianming's hand and was about to fall to the ground. Bai Tianming grabbed it. The heart beat twice in his hand, paused for a moment, and then continued beating.

Mo Rusheng gasped as he watched Bai Tianming playing with the heart in his hands.

Is this something you can just play with? He's not scared at all? Doesn't he have any idea what this is? Wait, I think I forgot to tell him something.

Mo Rusheng suddenly remembered that he had forgotten to tell Bai Tianming about the origin of the heart, so he said, "Aren't you curious about where I took it out?"

Bai Tianming shifted the heart from his left hand to his right, then back again, without even looking up. He said nonchalantly, "This heart belongs to a dead person. Where else can you get it from?"

You can guess, right? Anyway, no matter where it was before, it's in their hands now. If they insist on knowing what happened in the past, what's the point? It's better not to ask.

"This heart," Mo Rusheng hesitated, his expression solemn and cautious, as if feeding raw meat to a tiger beside a railing. "I took it from a bedroom, from the bedside table against the wall. When I took it away, there was a box outside, a transparent glass box of the perfect size."

Bai Tianming became interested. He held the beating heart as if it were a squirming cat. He looked at Mo Rusheng and asked with interest, "Are you sure? Are you remembering correctly? Who would put a dead person's heart by the bed? And put it in a transparent box? Aren't they afraid that I won't see it?"

Mo Rusheng recalled the situation at that time, his heart began to beat wildly, and he said with certainty: "I am very sure that I am not mistaken, it was at the head of the bed, a transparent box, the room was not big, there was a window in, and the bed was next to it.

There was a lingering, suffocating, and terrifying aura on the bed. A very powerful demon must have once lived there. I've never encountered such a terrifying aura before, there's no doubt about it."

"It seems that you really are," Bai Tianming thought for a moment and sighed again, "lucky."

After all, there is no way for ordinary people to enter the bedroom of a big devil and get away unscathed.

Not only did Mo Rusheng escape unscathed, but he also took out an item that seemed to have been treasured and preserved by someone. It was amazing that it had not been found or cursed yet.

Mo Rusheng's face was filled with sorrow. How could he be so lucky? He had just picked something randomly and ended up in the demon's house. He had just picked something randomly and ended up with a marked item. He had just run and ended up in front of someone who seemed to see through him at a glance. How could he be so lucky?

If he didn't really want to die, he would have stopped struggling now, found a place to lie down, and counted down his life.

But he knew that the last person who provoked the great devil died without a complete body, and his soul was tortured forever, and he has not been freed to this day. The occasional wailing sounds lingered in the room for three days.

Everyone living nearby tried to move away. Even if they couldn't, they would stay as far away as possible. Even if they were not the ones being tortured, they would have nightmares every night after hearing such miserable sounds.

Seeing that Mo Rusheng looked like he was about to prepare a grave for himself, Bai Tianming blinked his eyes, held his heart, and said to him: "Think positively, when you entered the room, you didn't see anyone. Maybe the breath inside was left a long time ago.

The big devil doesn't care about this little thing at all, so he put it in a room that you can enter at will. Even if there is a mark, he probably won't remember it for a while, let alone come here to find it."

As he spoke, his heart was beating wildly. Bai Tianming used both hands to catch it. He found that the surface of his heart was a little slippery. He took out a handkerchief and began to wipe it like porcelain.

Because his action was so skillful, Mo Rusheng was stunned for a moment and almost didn't hear what he just said. He couldn't help but ask in confusion: "Have you ever wiped someone's heart before?"

"Not really." Bai Tianming smiled. He had only wiped his own heart, so there wouldn't be any problem with wiping his own heart. Besides, why would someone give him their heart for no reason?

Mo Rusheng blinked and watched him move the handkerchief away, revealing the heart underneath. The heart was smooth and bright, and although it was still beating, the amplitude of the beating was much weaker than before, as if it was about to die.

Mo Rusheng's heart skipped a beat, and he suddenly felt a little nervous. He asked tentatively, "Then how do you look..."

Why do I seem to be very familiar with this heart, or as if I am the owner of this heart?

If I wasn't very sure that the aura on you was different from the aura I felt in the bedroom I entered, I would almost think that you were the owner of this heart!

You and this heart are a perfect match, but I escaped here. If I took your heart and appeared in front of you, you should be angry because you didn't allow me to take your heart. You look so strange. I am really curious.

Mo Rusheng stopped talking halfway because it was too dangerous to ask this question. If Bai Tianming was the owner of the heart and admitted it, he would probably have to pay the price for his actions soon and might even die.

He didn't want to die yet, so it was better not to ask any more questions.

But he was really curious.

The expression on Mo Rusheng's face was tangled and mixed with some pain. He wanted to stop asking, but the more he thought about it, the more curious he became. He wanted to jump out and beat him up, grab him directly, and ask Bai Tianming everything.

Although he knew very well that even if he asked, Bai Tianming might not answer, and Bai Tianming had not done anything to him since he arrived here, so he might not get the real answer, nor would he necessarily be killed by Bai Tianming, but he was still afraid.

Fear and curiosity took turns to prevail, and he felt like his brain was about to explode. He closed his eyes and decided to give up on choosing between the two, and just pretend that he had said nothing.

Pretending that nothing had happened just now might help him avoid danger. As for curiosity, he could wait until he was no longer prone to death.

Mo Rusheng took a deep breath, opened his eyes, and looked determined. He was about to say, "Forget it, just pretend I didn't say anything just now."

Bai Tianming saw his intention and said with a half-smile, "Do I seem to be very familiar with this heart? If you want to know why, I can also tell you. Do you want to know?"

Mo Rusheng couldn't say the words he had prepared. He felt like he was suddenly hit by a club. His head was buzzing, and two questions kept turning around in his mind. One question was, "Can I know?" and the other question was, "If I know, can you please not kill me for the time being?"

He gasped, his face paled, his eyes widened, his pupils trembling, but he said nothing. He didn't know if it was because he was too excited, or if his reason was still holding him back.

"Do you want to know?" Bai Tianming asked with a smile, squinting his eyes like a snake leaning down from a branch.

Looking at him now, Mo Rusheng felt that when he smiled, he looked like the poisonous snake in the Garden of Eden that seduced the ancestors of mankind into falling. He could not help but step back and keep some distance, and almost fell off the stool.

The stool swayed on the ground. Mo Rusheng was in a panic, holding on to the table to steady himself. Bai Tianming laughed beside him.

However, Bai Tianming did not explain anything to him.

Mo Rusheng's face flushed red, half from shame and anger, half from the shock he had just felt. His heart was pounding like it was about to burst out of his chest. He didn't know where he got the courage from, but he shouted, "I don't want to ask for the time being!"

Perhaps it was to save his life, or perhaps he was not in his right mind. In any case, when he mustered up the courage to shout, he was really brave. But after shouting, he was like a punctured balloon, deflated. He looked listless, without any momentum or spirit, and even a little timid, because he was afraid of being punished later.

Even if Bai Tianming wanted to settle the score with him now, it would not be the right time to do so.

It’s over, it’s over. Will he die a more miserable death?

Mo Rusheng covered his face and lowered his head, sighing deeply. He felt that his fate was extremely unfortunate. He had finally met his end today. He hoped that his death would be quick and painless.

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