Chapter 330: Dark Eyes
"Is this what you wanted to say? Or did someone ask you to say it?"
Cangming remained silent. She disappeared like a blooming cereus in the early morning before sunrise. Ning Mingmei was unwilling to accept this. He shouted into the drizzling rain: "This body you have doesn't belong to you, does it?"
"Yes or no?"
…
"Master, let's go."
When Thirteen's voice came, Ning Mingmei realized that the street in front of him was already empty. Thirteen said, "It's too late. The palace gates have been locked. There are still two hours before the palace gates are opened. Master, please go to my house and rest."
Ning Mingmei turned his head suddenly. He saw Thirteen's face - pale, swollen, still young, but not the same as before. He said, “Take me to the treatment plant.”
Thirteen visibly flinched. He said, "Master..."
"If you still consider me your master and yourself as a native of Piaomiao Peak, then take me to the processing plant." Ning Mingmei said.
Perhaps due to his past prestige, Thirteen obediently took Ning Mingmei to the carriage. Along the way, they each looked in their own direction, with heavy hearts. Ning Mingmei asked at this time: "You also have that white flower on you?"
Thirteen turned up the hem of his shirt. The white flower adorned his waist. Under Ning Mingmei's watchful eyes, Thirteen said: "This white flower is not the source of the disease, it is just a convenient guide for people to check themselves."
"Um."
"The closer a person is to being infected by an evil disease, the further the color of the flowers on his body will deviate from white. To dilute it, one can only introduce more positive or calm emotions into oneself..."
"Just like the Tiyi Guard just now, eating the white crystal." Ning Mingmei sneered, "Is this your way of 'introducing more positive emotions into yourself'?"
Ning Mingmei still remembered that he had seen this thing called "wheel" in the underground hall of Changle Gate, and also remembered the way it was produced: "What's the difference between this and knocking bones and sucking marrow?"
Thirteen was silent for a while, then said, "Master, the effect of diseases on cultivators is very weak, especially for cultivators with high cultivation. For example, I have hardly been affected by it. Although Master will definitely not be affected by it, the capital is a place where people gather and diseases are concentrated. Master, you'd better stay calm..."
“……!”
Ning Mingmei finally kicked the floor.
There was a devastating rage in his heart, which was born because of Thirteen's words. This anger was not because Thirteen "cared" about him, nor because Thirteen blamed him, but because Thirteen's entire thinking had become shaped by the evil disease.
He actually always puts the fear of "evil thoughts" first!
Ning Mingmei felt furious. He hadn't had such an irrational moment in a long time. His heart was beating so fast, as if it had turned into flint, and the friction with the blood would sooner or later cause fire.
A bunch of cowards, is this what the Pure White Kingdom wants?
Without anger and resentment, there will not be a pure white kingdom with only joy. Instead, there will be a group of numb walking corpses who dare not cry or laugh... Are these the residents of the pure white kingdom?
It took the carriage a full hour and a half to reach the processing plant. As soon as Ning Mingmei got off the carriage, he felt a real malice coming from it.
He scanned with his spiritual sense. Because it was so late, there were only three or four people on duty inside. Thirteen hurriedly followed him and said in a low voice: "Master, this is the place of the New Moon Sect..."
"You've never been in there?"
“They wouldn’t let us in.”
"Then don't go in."
During the fusion period, people are bold and skilled. Ning Mingmei waved his hand to hide himself and entered the Crescent Moon Cult's factory.
Ordinary people cannot see the black malice, but practitioners like Thirteen can feel it. But in their eyes, it is just something like black and white snowflakes. But Ning Mingmei and Hun Lun had lived together on Spark Island for many years, and he understood the nature of this thing better than anyone else - no matter what it disguised itself as, Ning Mingmei could see through its malice at first sight.
The treatment plant is located in a hollowed-out mountain. Those mechanisms, big and small, could not stop Ning Mingmei at all. Ning Mingmei walked in and saw that the sacks containing the mother and child were already being transported inside along the conveyor belt. Going deeper, similar sacks were neatly placed on small beds. Maybe it was because it was late at night and no one was dealing with them. The people who stayed on duty were there only for security reasons. They held long searchlights and scanned the surroundings while patrolling.
It seems that there are more than four people on duty... Ning Mingmei was about to go deeper, and at this moment, he heard someone say, "Master Chang."
So there are five people... huh?
The young man in gray, also wearing protective gear, nodded to the man. He asked, “Is there anything unusual?”
"No."
The patrolman left. The boy stood still. He frowned and walked back and forth a few times, as if he felt that there was something unusual here, but he couldn't tell why. Ning Mingmei discovered the blind spots in the surrounding surveillance cameras, and when Chang Feichang passed by, he extended a hand to him.
"It's me." He said before Chang could protest.
She often obediently escaped into the void with him. After seeing Ning Mingmei clearly, he opened his eyes wide: "Why are you here?"
Ning Mingmei said: "Come and see what the Crescent Moon Cult is doing... Why are you here?"
"It's the same as your purpose." Chang Feichang said.
But there are often more channels. No matter what, he is a high-ranking member of the Mob, so he can also infiltrate the core organization of the Mob. Soon the two knew each other's core intentions. Chang Feichang used magic to block the surveillance and led Ning Mingmei inside: "This place is called 'Black Mountain' in the Crescent Moon Sect. The bodies of those who died were dealt with here."
“What did they do with the bodies?”
"Come with me."
Chang Feifan brought Ning Mingmei to the place that looked like the "operating area". There was a dead body lying in one of the sealed chambers. Chang Feichang picked up a small knife and cut a big hole in the body.
"Look."
Clank, clank.
Crystals of various colors fell out of the corpse's body. Ning Mingmei stared at the remains of the corpse that looked like a black bag and said, "This is what is called a 'wheel'."
Chang looked at Ning Mingmei in surprise, then said slowly, "Forget it, you know nothing is strange."
“Where will they dispose of these bodies?”
"This is the crux of the matter." Chang Feichang said, "Continue with me."
He led Ning Mingmei down the long staircase. The further down they went, the more Ning Mingmei could feel the terrifying aura that seemed so real.
Finally, he saw the huge monster that looked like a dark eye, located under the capital city.
"Black Pool." Chang Feichang said.
What a weird and absurd scene it was.
The huge pool of water, as black as an eye, quietly settles within the Black Mountain, but the shore of the pool is sparkling and dazzling, surrounded and clustered by densely packed, brilliant crystals, many of which are white or transparent precious crystals. Those are the final residual crystals that have separated out from the human body.
Beneath the purest white heaven on earth, there is the darkest malice.
"Someone would take away the crystals from here at regular intervals every day," Chang Feichang said. "A large portion of them would be taken to the government offices in the capital and distributed to ordinary people."
The strange dark red stone wall, the dark and calm eyes, the beautiful crystals surrounding the eyes... Ning Mingmei muttered to himself, "This is really disgusting."
He noticed some small doors in the nearby rock face: "What are these doors for?"
"Some people have been transformed when they are sent here. But some people are not yet completely transformed when they are sent here. They can hold on for a long time." Chang Feichang said, "Most of these people will be placed in another prison. Those imprisoned here are the more stubborn minorities. The people of the Crescent Moon Cult will not attack them directly. They will wait until they are completely transformed and die, and then throw them into the pool."
Leaving them here and watching them die is no different from murder.
Ning Mingmei looked at an empty cave. The people inside had disappeared, and there were still dark traces left on the ground. But Ning Mingmei's excellent eyesight allowed him to see bloody scratches on the ground, perhaps left by fingernails.
Scratch says:
“You can be angry, but don’t be numb.”
"I will never forget it."
It's almost dawn. Ning Mingmei followed Chang Feichang and went up again. Chang Feichang said, "It's almost dawn. In another hour, the people from the Crescent Moon Sect will be back. Before that, is there anything else you want to see?"
Ning Mingmei calmed down and said, "There is one thing I don't understand."
He told Chang Feichang what he saw and heard tonight, and finally asked questions about his stepfather. Chang Feichang thought for a while and said, "I have seen similar cases when recording files."
"What case?"
"That stepfather was drunk and beat people, right?" Chang Feichang said, "If he didn't think he was doing evil, or if he didn't do it with malice, but took it for granted, he wouldn't be infected by the disease."
"Doing evil without harboring ill intentions? What kind of logic is that?" Ning Mingmei said this and pursed his lips again, "Never mind, there are many such logics in this world."
Not to mention those who do evil things without malicious intent, there are countless people who think they are righteous but still do evil things.
But speaking of files... Ning Mingmei asked, "Did the Crescent Moon Cult leave detailed files for all the victims?"
"Of course they didn't leave a detailed file. I secretly kept that file." Chang Feichang said, "All the victims, their identities, the reasons for their deaths..."
Ning Mingmei suddenly raised his eyes and looked at Chang Feichang. Chang Fei's few words had already made him feel the danger.
Chang Feichang was very calm: "I want to record all of this. This is one of the few reasons why I returned to the mob. Spark Island was once a flame, and I can't sit idly by and watch so many selfish people, with their various purposes, turn this flame into a mob."
"...To create something like this is the purpose of the Crescent Moon Cult?" Ning Mingmei asked, "What do they want to do next? Continue to infect the city-states in the human world outside the capital? And then go to the demon world? The ghost world? The devil world?"
Those dark "eyes" lingered in Ning Mingmei's mind. He always felt that eyes also had their own purpose.
"In the human world, they are already doing this. But it's not enough." Chang Feichang said, "They want to continue to use the luck of the entire human world to do this. This is also the reason why they support the eighteenth prince."
"Borrow luck? How do you borrow luck?"
Chang looked at him very closely and uttered three words: "Fire in fire."
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