She was the one who abandoned her, she couldn't hate her



She was the one who abandoned her, she couldn't hate her

"This used to be the house where my grandson lived. It's a little small, so the five of you should make do with it."

"Okay, thank you, grandma."

A few people saw grandma off. Grandma smiled at them kindly and said, "There are some snacks on the table. You've had a hard journey. Here's something to eat."

As soon as Xi Chengming and Xi Chengming sat down on the kang, they picked up the snacks and were about to put them in their mouths when they were knocked away by Cong Mo.

Leng Can looked at the snacks that had fallen to the ground and shattered into pieces, feeling a little distressed. "Xiao Mo, it's such a pity to drop them on the ground."

"It's not a pity." Yin Yi stepped forward and pulled him up. "There's a lot wrong with this place. How dare you eat what she gave you?"

Ji Shufeng took out two sesame cakes from her bag and handed them to them, "Eat some sesame cakes first."

"Did you hear what she said to us just now?" Cong Mo looked at the five people who were still confused. "She told us five to have a good rest."

She specifically emphasized the word "five people".

Yin Yi and Ji Shufeng were the first to react and looked at Yu.

Cong Mo continued, "Because she saw that one of us was not human."

He pointed at himself and said, "I...haven't revealed any flaws."

"No." Cong Mo said calmly, "This only proves that she is not an ordinary person. The old people in the village are also not ordinary people, and here..."

Cong Mo looked around the entire room. In addition to the stench of demonic energy, there was also a strong, masked smell of blood.

This should be...

In their words, it is a slaughterhouse for monsters at night.

Cong Mo conjured up a spell, infused it with spiritual energy, and placed it around the wall and door. "The demonic energy here is mostly fueled by resentment, and is much stronger and more difficult to deal with than ordinary demonic energy. I'm afraid these talismans won't last long. If we want to survive this night, we must find a suitable opportunity to leave here. There's no safe place here, so we can only keep running."

"When the monsters attack," Yin Yi said, "we'll split up into several waves and escape, then go find what Master Qingyi mentioned."

"Xiaocan goes with me." Cong Mo calmly arranged, "Ji Shufeng and Xi Chengming go together, Yin Yi, you go with your senior brother."

"yes!"

"What exactly did Master Ke Qingyi ask you to find?" Xi Chengming looked at Cong Mo with a puzzled look on his face.

Cong Mo shook his head. "Master only said that once we get here, we will naturally sense what we are looking for."

Night arrived as scheduled. They divided into three groups to patrol while the rest rested.

Cong Mo stared at the soft light of the moon shining through the gauze window, and fragments kept flashing in his mind: shrill cries, the darkness, and... those warm big hands.

"Xiao Mo, what happened to you today? Tell me about it." Leng Can sat next to her and looked worried at her unexpected expression.

Cong Mo stared into his sincere eyes, clenched his fists, and shook his head, "Nothing, no need to worry."

Some fragments that could not be considered memories echoed in her mind, and she couldn't even find the source. Why should she let others worry with her?

"If you don't want to talk about it, forget it." Leng Can acted understandingly, "I won't force you."

"Well, thank you for… asking me."

Leng Can tilted his head and leaned on her shoulder. Cong Mo patted his hand and said, "Sleep for a while. I can be alone."

"Um."

In just half an hour, while Cong Mo was still sorting out the fragments in his mind, the bright moonlight falling on the ground was covered by a dark shadow.

Cong Mo immediately realized something was wrong and covered Leng Can's mouth to wake him up, "Shh... don't make a sound, go wake them up."

Leng Can nodded vigorously and quietly called the remaining four people. Cong Mo lit the fairy smoke in his hand and stared straight at the moving black shadow.

The dark shadow circled around the beams but did not come in, as if observing the situation inside the house.

Cong Mo frowned. If she were to fight this unidentifiable monster alone, it would certainly not take much effort. However, there were people behind her who needed protection, so she couldn't act so impulsively.

The dark shadow circled around for a while, but it never set foot here. When the wind blew, it disappeared.

"Come here, Mo'er."

"Mo'er, why kill each other when we are one...Mo'er..."

"Mo'er, you finally came to find me..."

A long, distant cry, like the haunting cry of a ghost, made people's hearts tremble. Cong Mo was a little dazed, with a stuffy feeling in his chest. He turned around and asked them, "Did you hear any sound?"

"Xiao Mo, are you okay?" Leng Can stepped forward and tugged at the corner of Cong Mo's clothes. "We didn't hear any sound, why didn't that monster come in?"

Could it be that only she could hear that sound?

"It's really strange." Cong Mo stared at the paper-thin window, his heart beating, ringing, and itching. Fragments in his mind became clear for no reason, flashed by quickly, and pieced together a vague story.

The voice was still calling her,

"Mo'er, what are you hesitating about?"

"Mo'er, come find me!"

"Mo'er..."

Cong Mo covered his chest, gasping for breath, his legs and feet went weak and he almost fell to his knees.

The master must have sent her here for a purpose, and what he is looking for here must be related to her. This voice is probably... her root soul.

"You guys stay here, I'll go out and check it out." Cong Mo pushed away Leng Can's hand that was holding hers, with a cold expression.

"Xiaomo..."

Before Leng Can could say anything, he turned into a wisp of smoke and floated away.

"Be careful." He pulled him back. "Junior sister is very powerful. No one can match her. She must have her own plans. Junior brother, don't worry too much."

"I..." Leng Can stared at Cong Mo's departing figure, "...how can I not be worried?"

"Who are you? Why are you calling me!" Cong Moli cast a spell and ran quickly in the deserted village, following the direction of the voice.

"Mo'er, I am you! Why don't you recognize me?"

"Me? Stop joking! How are you going to prove it?"

"We are one! I am the remnant of the love root that was stripped away. Mo'er, we are so smart, you must know who I am!"

"I didn't know it just now, but I know it now." Cong Mo quickened his pace. "But if you were me, and I were you, I would never be willing to be trapped in this shabby village for the rest of my life, even if I die!"

"Do you think I want to?" His voice suddenly became hoarse, filled with anger and extreme irritability.

"Of course you don't want to!" Cong Mo looked at the dark shadows following her around, "But you don't have a physical body, so you can't get out even if you want to!"

"Mo'er, you are so arrogant, aren't you afraid that I will kill those people in the house?"

"Don't be afraid!" Cong Mo confronted her. "You and I are one. You are my love root, feeling all the emotions in the world. The five people in that room are all people I know. You should be able to understand my feelings for them better."

"You're holding my vital point!"

"We should talk." Cong Mo fell to a cliff, looking down into the bottomless depths. A foul stench assaulted his nostrils. "You should pay for what you did."

"You're willing to kill me!"

Cong Mo's palms glowed with light, and his brows drew spiritual power. "Show yourself, I am willing to do so, and there is no need to hesitate."

"Don't you want to know the truth of that year?"

"It's meaningless." Cong Mo looked around. "Things have developed to this point. Knowing what happened back then will only put pressure and pain on myself. I'm not that curious, so there's no need for you to tempt me with this."

"We are one. I don't want to kill you by strangling the monster. We should have a head-on confrontation."

"I can't beat you, Mo'er." A breeze blew past my ear, carrying a subtle fragrance that was different from the stench, spreading across my nose and making me fascinated. "I can't die either."

"Then should those people you ate die?" Cong Mo drew the talisman in her eyes. Countless black smoke drifted in the air. Not far away, a bright white figure was looking at her gently.

As she got closer, she saw that the figure looked exactly like her, but her temperament was completely different. She was dressed in a white gauze dress, floating like a fairy, with curved eyebrows and a gentle smile. "You've noticed me, Mo'er."

"Come here quickly." The figure walked slowly towards her, seemingly without any fear.

Cong Mo suddenly felt something was wrong. The figure was her, and she was the figure. The two were one. She would not take such a rash risk.

Cong Mo paused, "What do you want to do?"

"I want you to help me." The figure's eyes were bleeding and tears were falling down in a flurry. "Please, Mo'er."

Cong Mo's heart suddenly trembled, her legs went weak, and she could no longer support herself and knelt on one knee on the ground. Blood oozed from the corner of her mouth, and she actually felt an emotion called heartache.

"You care about me." As he spoke, a figure landed in front of her. A pair of cold hands stroked her chin and wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth with his thumb. "Mo'er, I'm so happy."

"What did you do to me?" Cong Mo felt powerless all over, as countless emotions hit her body. Bitterness, pain, and sadness melted into her body, as if depriving her body of its soul, soaking it in a flaming vat and burning it, tearing it apart and then sewing it tightly together.

The figure followed her, blood flowing from the corner of his mouth. Although he looked exactly the same, his eyes were different from Cong Mo's empty eyes. Instead, they were full of emotion, gentle and affectionate. "Have you forgotten? I am your love root, so naturally I control your emotions."

Cong Mo suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood and spat it on the ground, "These... are your, no, they are my... emotions..."

"Yes." The figure leaned forward and hugged her, gently stroking her head. "Mo'er, I've waited for you for too long. I want to be a human for once, a real human, not a ghost that needs to suck the lives of others to survive."

Cong Mo clenched his fists and closed his eyes. He seemed to have made a great decision. He raised his hands and hugged her back. "Only one hour. After one hour, I will forcibly seal you."

She was the one who abandoned her, so she couldn't hate her, and she had to indulge her.

"good."

The silver light shone brightly, and then disappeared in an instant.

Cong Mo propped himself up, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, tilted his head, and there was an unspeakable depth in his eyes, "Xiao Can, I missed you so much."

The five people in the house were also restless. Since Cong Mo left, the house became flat and twisted, and began to shake and tremble.

A black shadow kept moving outside the window, but it seemed to be afraid of the spell and was reluctant to enter.

Leng Can was surrounded by four people and protected. He felt scared and anxious.

Cong Mo...where is he now?

He was very worried about her.

"Xiaocan, I'm here, look at me!"

Leng Can raised his head, but could only see a black shadow.

"Did you hear Xiaomo's voice just now?"

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