Life and death, every day. What matters is not when you are born and when you die, but what matters is what you live and what you die for.

Mo Xie didn't know why he was born, he appeared on the steps of the orphanage one morning more than twenty years ago.

The man who put him there left only a note with a number written on it, not even a single superfluous word.

Perhaps, he was born to be abandoned.

It was, and it is.

The Lonely Lantern Daoist didn't tell him anything, except for a so-called "posthumous portrait", for which he took Mo Ye nine yuan and eight.

What Mo Xie knew, in fact, this cheap master was not bad at all - even something as anti-heaven as the "Holy Scripture" could be given away, so you can imagine how many treasures he had on him.

Perhaps, this photo is also one of them?

Mo Ye thought so, and put the photo into the necklace space.

At this time, he was still at an altitude of 1,000 meters above the ground, and no one would find him unless someone had eaten and had nothing to do and pointed his telescope to the sky.

"Let's find a place to go down first...... Mo Ye began to rush in the direction of the highway, generally speaking, there should be some fields on the side of the highway, and the probability of being seen will be much lower.

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"I say, old ghost, you've been soft-hearted lately......" Just after Mo Xie left the sky above his small city, a voice sounded softly.

This voice is full of evil spirits, and it sounds like a villain at first glance.

A dark figure emerged, standing in the air like that, he seemed to have no substance, just an irregular cloud of black gas.

"It's not like I haven't had an apprentice die before, and I didn't see you so concerned at that time. ”

Whether it is the words of the black shadow or the tone he uses, it makes people feel the urge to beat him up, but I don't know if the "old ghost" in his mouth will turn the final impulse into actual action.

"He's different. "It also appeared suddenly, but it was Mo Ye's cheap master.

At this time, he was still wearing the same costume, but he had a dusty temperament on his body, and he finally had a bit of an immortal style.

"Isn't it different......

The shadow repeated it in a low voice, as if to taste something from it, only after a few moments all he could get was a somber smile.

The clouds in the sky seemed to be afraid of this laughter, and they all avoided in all directions, revealing a layer of azure color, and a few stars could be faintly seen when you looked closely.

"Hmph. ”

The Lone Lantern Daoist just snorted, and suddenly it was as if an invisible hand had choked the laughter of the black shadow, and then the clouds on all sides regathered.

The vision of the horizon appeared and disappeared before the world even noticed, like an unrealistic hallucination.

"This is a catastrophe for him, if he survives, the sea and the sky will be wide, and if he can't stand it, it will end. The Lone Lantern Daoist said to the dark shadow, "Since you are interested in his dark side, then let it go this time." ”

"But only this once!"

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Mo Ye landed on a ridge about half a kilometer from the highway, surrounded by barren branches and dead leaves in this season.

They are remnants of autumn, and even after almost a cold winter, they still persist here, and I wonder if it is because they are too humble to survive.

Perhaps......

Standing on the side of the road, I waited for about forty minutes before I got a car that was willing to give me a ride.

It's a taxi, very basic, and it looks like it's supposed to be a return trip.

"Hey, would you like a cigarette?"

The driver is very honest, about thirty or forty years old, with dark circles under his eyes. Mo Xie guessed that he wanted to make a cigarette for himself to refresh himself, and wanted to ask for the opinions of the passengers.

The cigarettes he handed over were cheap brands, and there was only half of the cigarettes left in the cigarette case.

"Nope. Mo Xie didn't take the cigarette handed over by the driver, "You smoke, just leave a crack in the window for me." ”

The time is before the Spring Festival, the weather is getting colder and colder, as if there is no end, and the heating in the car is completely disproportionate to the heat lost through the cracks in the window.

Mo Ye sat in the back seat, using his telekinesis to build a barrier to keep the smoke out of his body.

The taxi was driving very fast, and even if Mo Xie didn't see the numbers on the meter, he could feel it from the street trees that kept sliding out of his field of vision outside the window.

"Seems to be speeding, right?"

Looking at the big "80" on a speed limit sign in front of him, Mo Ye said to the driver.

"It's okay, after so many years, I haven't seen anyone give me a ticket. "Although the driver looks honest, he doesn't want to be an old fritter.

No one should look good......

Since the "old fritters" said so, Mo Ye was too lazy to do much, leaning on the soft seat, he closed his eyes.

He had less than three days to spare, and he didn't want to waste his sleep tonight, so now while he was in the car, he was in a hurry and rested together......

It's just that Mo Ye, who closed his eyes, didn't see the look flashing in the driver's eyes, as if he saw the eyes of a hunter lurking beside him when his prey was caught. (Although Mo Xie has a talent for perception, it has been very difficult to drive.) ）

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"Brake ......"

After about ten minutes of driving, the taxi suddenly stopped.

At some point, the taxi pulled off the highway and stopped on a hidden country road.

"What's wrong?"

Mo Xie opened his eyes and asked with some confusion.

If it was the dark side here, he would definitely be able to see through the driver's intentions, but it was Mo Ye's master personality sitting here, and he didn't have that kind of mental power.

"I'm sorry, there seems to be something wrong with the car......" The voice of the driver sitting in front of me was low, "I'll go down and take a look at ......"

"Oh. Mo Xie responded, but he was already on guard in his heart.

In his senses, the construction of the car was no different from when he first sat down, and there was less fuel in the tank.

Mental power doesn't lie, so what lies is ......

There is no shop in front of the village, and there is no camera away from the highway, which is really a good place to commit crimes.

Thinking of this, a hint of coldness appeared in Mo Ye's eyes, it seems that today is not suitable for anything......