Chapter 121: 'Ghost Drawing'
Don't buy a product that a profiteer has bothered to describe and pack, or you'll regret it......
It's just that people who know this truth can really be unmoved when facing the gushing saliva of profiteers?
Maybe the tone of the "Holy Scripture" was too categorical, or maybe Mo Xie had no choice at this time.
In short, he believed the profiteer's words once again.
"Okay, get me one, remember it must be the one that works instantly!"
Mo Xie calculated the time he had left in this mission world, and then made a decision.
At this moment, he thought that he was almost in the middle of the Atlantic, and it was probably tonight that he reached the Celestial Empire on the other side of the ocean.
In fact, the sea area of the Celestial Empire is still quite large, if you only need to reach the territory of the Celestial Empire to complete the final task, then the time for the completion of this task will be greatly advanced.
It is estimated that some of the islands would be defined as the territory of the Celestial Empire by the Holy Scriptures......
Therefore, when completing the final task and leaving this mission world, this body should be controlled by Lin Ming.
That guy didn't have the right to exchange, and Mo Xie gave up communicating with Lin Ming about exchanging after going through so much.
"That guy ......"
Mo Ye had already made up some kind of determination, but at this moment, he was powerless.
10,000 points were deducted in an instant, and in exchange, an earthy yellow rune paper appeared out of thin air on Mo Ye's hand, on which some characters were drawn in a dragon style that Mo Ye couldn't understand at all.
ββ¦β¦β
I couldn't read a word, but I ......
"Wait!"
Mo Xie held this 'ghost drawing talisman', and he suddenly screamed.
βOhοΌshitοΌβ
He was so excited that he forgot to even say Chinese for a while.
The piece of paper in front of me is so familiar!
No, the pattern on paper is so familiar!
Mo Xie stared at this rune paper, and his whole body trembled, as if an electric current flowed through his whole body from the paper!
βShitοΌβ
He roared, and the whole person jumped out of the driver's seat of the plane!
"Ahh
Mo Xie stood in mid-air, he clutched the note tightly and yelled loudly.
His mind was completely violent, and for a moment he swept back the surrounding clouds, and even the poor old plane was inexplicably rushed by this man's violent rush as if it had been hit by a cannonball.
Its course shifted suddenly, and it fell diagonally downwards with its fuselage sideways.
Mo Xie, what's the matter?!
β¦β¦
"Wow...... Wow...... Wow......"
It was a very snowy winter, and the whole world was white.
The white house, the white street, even the package that was placed at the door of the house at some point was white.
White, not stained with a trace of dust.
If there had been no discordant cry at this time, the picture would have been perfect.
"Squeak~"
The owner of the house opened the door, and it was an old man, and the years had not left much hair on his head.
He was woken up by the continuous crying, so his clothes were messy, and even the buttons of his padded jacket were not buttoned.
"Oh!
The old man who opened the door was startled by the scene in front of him.
It was a baby wrapped in snow-white swaddling clothes, and his head had no more sparse hair than the old man.
His little face had turned white from the cold, but he was still crying loudly.
The snow was still falling, intermittently, as if it was eating away at this little life.
Hurry up and hold the swaddling clothes in your arms, the old man is kind.
He raised his eyes as he comforted the little life.
There was not a single mark on the snow, not even a single footprint.
The intermittent snow obscured everything, making it impossible for the old man to see where the man who had abandoned the child had come from and where he had gone.
I guess this kid was thrown here in the night, right?
What a ruthless parent!
The old man opened his mouth to speak, but in the end he didn't say anything.
"Alas!"
All the words seemed to melt into this sigh.
It wasn't the first time he'd seen such a situation.
Because this is an orphanage......
And he's the gatekeeper here.
"What's your name, little one?"
The old man turned around and closed the door, the world outside was so cold, and a person of his age should not stay in that environment for a long time.
Especially when he didn't wear all his clothes.
"Wow......"
All the baby responded to the old man's cry was.
β¦β¦
"...... this?"
It's the same old voice, but you can still hear that this time it's a woman.
"Poor little one who was left at the door. β
The old man was holding the baby, but the location had been transferred to a warm room.
He sat on the edge of the radiator and carefully patted the baby's body.
The baby's blood gradually warmed and cleared under the heat and the old man's patting, and soon he stopped crying.
His face was already bloody, but instead of it, a fine layer of sweat appeared on the old man's forehead.
"Alas, you are like this every time, if there are a few more abandoned babies in the next few days, your 'qi' will be wasted. β
The old woman wearing white sleeves must have been a beauty when she was young, so she still has that indescribable charm in her words and deeds.
"Give it to me, he's fine. β
She held out her hand.
"Please, then. β
The old man gave the baby to her.
The baby's bed was ready, and the old woman carefully disassembled the baby's swaddling clothes.
Generally speaking, most of the discarded babies will have some defects, such as rabbit lips, such as a natural disability, and most of their biological parents will leave them something, whether it is a few digits erased or a deliberately scribbled phone call, or a name or a few words of apology.
Sure enough, she found a note in her swaddling clothes.
'Mo Evil', 137......"
A name, and a vague number, very common message.
The swaddling clothes were completely disassembled, and I have to say that this swaddling clothes are still very thick, and they are fully covered with five layers.
"Well, there's nothing wrong with the kid, right?"
The old man leaned on the side of the radiator, not because he didn't want to stand up and take a closer look, but because he really couldn't get up.
He no longer has the strength of his youth, and all that remains in his aging body is the date written by death.
And just now, the old man personally advanced this date a little.
"There is no problem with the body...... It's just ......" There was something unclear in the old woman's voice.
"Just what?"
The old man asked.
"Look at this. β
The old woman carefully put the baby in the crib first, and now the baby has fallen asleep, and she doesn't want to trigger the 'bomb' again.
She turned and showed the old man a piece of cloth that had been used to wrap the baby.
On that piece of cloth, dragons and phoenixes danced with red brushes to draw characters that ordinary people could not see, and it looked like the 'ghost drawing talismans' drawn by Taoist priests when they were doing things.
β¦β¦
"Ahh
The clouds are cleared to reveal the blue sky behind the clouds, and it looks like God has finally opened its eyes.
Mo Ye's voice was filled with anger and an indescribable excitement.
He clutched the 'ghost drawing' in his hand.
He couldn't be more familiar with the things painted on it, and he had depicted every stroke on this talisman, but he used it as a reference to the swaddling clothes that had wrapped him back then.
This is one of the clues about his origins, and it is something that has always been considered completely meaningless.
But doesn't it really make sense?!
Mo Ye at this moment would never think so.
Compared to the number that can't be reached and the name 'Mo Evil', I'm afraid that only the 'ghost drawing symbol' is the most informative thing!
At this moment, Mo Xie really wanted to return to the real world immediately.
He's got to figure it all out.