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The others cowered, not even daring to say mercy, for fear of angering this living Yama and making their own deaths even worse. At this moment, they no longer hope to live, they only hope to be less tortured before they die.

After Mo Li admired the blood-soaked scene for a while, Fang casually turned his head to look at the others.

The other people didn't offend Qing Yao, and he didn't have the interest in torturing them, he just wanted to solve it neatly and go back, afraid that Qing Yao would wake up when it was late.

He walked up to them step by step, pulled one at random, and stabbed his hand with a knife to the heart, as if his hand was not life, but mustard.

"Stop!" With a loud shout from behind, the murderous aura of Mo Li's body was much more restrained, and the hand holding the dagger was slowly lowered. Turning around, Qing Yao was looking at him with a look of disbelief and distress.

After the rest of the people saw Qing Yao appear, the expression of this living Yama changed a lot, knowing that they were saved, and they begged Qing Yao for help again and again.

Mo Li only coldly killed him with his eye knife, and they were immediately silenced.

"I woke up in the night to find you gone, and I was very anxious that something would happen to you. Looking around for this, what I saw was this tragic scene...... "Qing Yao only looked at the blood all over the ground, and knew that the two had lost too much blood and could not be saved, this thick smell of blood made her want to vomit, and the visual stimulation made her a little afraid.

Mo Li didn't make a sound while carrying the dagger, just looked at those people with resentful eyes, but Qing Yao immediately understood what he meant.

"Didn't I teach him a lesson during the day? He also promised that I would never trouble us again in the future, and that I would no longer be a troublemaker. Besides, he didn't commit any unacceptable crimes, so why did you kill him with such cruel means? Qing Yaoqi's chest rose and fell, forcing her to feel sick. Those people felt that Qing Yao was their leaning, and quietly moved to her side.

The murderous aura on Mo Li's body suddenly flourished, he quickly went over and stabbed one of them, Qing Yao was horrified, and shouted hoarsely: "Don't!" Then an arrow stepped over and pulled away from Mo Li, blocking in front of several people.

"If you want to kill, kill me with you!" Qing Yao didn't know how to stop him, she felt that this was not her little separation, it was completely like another person, she couldn't control it.

Seeing her like this, Mo Li lowered the knife and pulled her up with the other hand, Qing Yao hugged him tightly: "Don't kill anyone, Xiaoli." ”

Mo Li was stunned because of her sudden move, Qing Yao quickly stabbed into the three golden needles, Mo Li only felt a numbness in the back of his neck, and fainted.

When he woke up, he found himself lying on an ox cart full of hay, and he didn't know where it was going. Next to him sat Qing Yao with a solemn face.

"Are you awake? Can you remember what you did last night? Qing Yao asked him with a solemn face.

He thought about it, first shook his head, and then saw the mottled blood on the corner of Qing Yao's clothes, and suddenly his face turned pale-

He remembered it all, including that night six years ago.

He remembered the blood on his hands and the smell of blood in the air, and his face was blue and white, and he couldn't help retching.

Seeing him like this, Qing Yao hurriedly stuffed him with a pill to stop rebellion, and after he swallowed it, he drank a few sips of water from the water bag that Qing Yao handed him before he got better.

Qing Yao saw that his reaction was very different from last night, and she had a plan in her heart. Although she had never seen such an example, she had seen it in the medicine king's medical codex.

"You can't control what happened last night, can you? It's not the first time it's appeared, has it? Qing Yao asked repeatedly.

Jing Shang nodded, especially frightened by the sudden memory, he looked at Qing Yao's tightly knit eyebrows, and his face turned pale. Qing Yao, will she see herself as a monster? Will you be afraid of him and leave him behind?

Qing Yao's expression was solemn, and she looked at his eyes very seriously and said, "Listen to me, I have seen such a thing in my master's medical codex, this is a hysteria, and some people even conjure up three or five different personalities, and they have no memory of each other. This kind of mutual memory is generally uncontrollable, and some people cannot be cured for the rest of their lives. ”

She looked at Jingshang's increasingly pale face and said, "But since the other personality in your body shares the memories with you, it means that you can control it, and he doesn't want to devour you." He is another you, or it can be called a kind of demonic obstacle, and you will release him under certain emotions. ”

Jing Shang's eyes were full of panic, he looked at Qing Yao, and asked silently, "Then what should I do?" ”

Qing Yao straightened his shoulders and looked at him: "Since it is a demonic barrier, then you have to restrain yourself." You conjure him up because you have hatred and fear in your heart, and you want him to protect you and vent your resentment. If you are always good-minded, tolerant of others, and strong in heart, he will not appear. You still have me, I won't let you get hurt, I'll heal you, trust me, okay? Qing Yao's tone was firm, and her expression was unquestionable.

Jing Shang gradually calmed down in her firm tone, as long as Qing Yao didn't leave him, he could do whatever he wanted.

In the days to come, Qing Yao still took him everywhere, still asking the local pharmacy with the prescription, just reading a Buddhist scripture for him every day, and then looking for various ancient books and pharmacopoeia in an attempt to heal the situation.

However, there are very few descriptions of this kind in the medical codex, and fortunately, the cold and cruel side of the scene never appears again.

Jing Shang did not have a birthday, so Qing Yao took the day he met him as his birthday, and every year on the sixth day of August, he would make a bowl of noodles for Jing Shang and a plate of osmanthus cake. The osmanthus flowers in August are abundant and fragrant, and this osmanthus cake is the favorite cake on the scene.

"Xiaoli, it's been six years, why are you still reluctant to speak? Qing Yao looked at Jing Shang eating osmanthus cake, her eyes full of love: "If you can speak, call me a mother?" …”

Jingshang, who was eating osmanthus cake, suddenly stopped and looked at Qing Yao in a daze.

Qing Yao looked at him with a smile: "What?" Am I unworthy? I'm fifteen years older than you, and I've long regarded you as my dearest, haven't you? ”

Jing Shang was happy and mournful in his heart, because he was too happy, and there was a faint mist in his eyes. Qing Yao was very surprised, she had never seen Jing Shang cry, this was a strong heart-wrenching child, he actually cried because of her words, he was a child after all, and he longed for maternal love.

She hugged the scene: "Silly child, don't suffer from gains and losses in the future, no mother in the world will abandon her child." I'm waiting for you to call me mother... ”

Jing Shang buried himself in her shoulder and nodded.