Mo Ran had a dream......

In the dream, she returned to her own world, she changed back to her face, with a big smile on her face, walking with her friends on the way out of school, the narrow and long road she used to complain about and far from home. If she goes back a little later in the evening, there is no street light, and she has to feel the dark, but whenever she goes back, her parents will wait for her and wait for her to eat together.

But on that day, her parents didn't wait for her......

Suddenly, the style of painting changed abruptly, the calm and peaceful home turned into a white ward, and the electrocardiogram still fluctuated, but the girl lying on the bed did not feel anything. The mother who was guarding the hospital bed secretly wiped her tears, because of the worry and sadness of many days, her temples gradually turned gray when she was not confused.

She looked at the scene in front of her and wanted to rush in to see her mother and hug her, but the picture disappeared in an instant, and she fell into darkness.

"Why the hell am I trapped here?" Mo Ran shouted, asking a question that no one would answer.

After a while, a voice floated from the originally dark void, with an echo: "This is your mission, complete it, and you will be able to go back......"

"But I'm not Mo Ran, why is everyone imposing her mission on me, why?" Mo Ran cried out to a voice from nowhere.

The man was silent for a while, and said quietly, "No, it's not just her mission, it's also your mission......" he said, his voice drifting away.

"Who the hell are you?" Mo Ran asked.

But there was no response.

When she woke up, she had returned to her familiar Yanggu, lying in the bedroom where she had once lived, furnished as before.

Mo Ran knew that Fusang could hear it, and said to the air: "Do you regret saving me?

Mo Ran didn't know how long she had been asleep, unlike before, the memory before her sleep this time was exceptionally clear, and Fusang should have been disappointed in her this time.

"I have long said that no matter what kind of magic you practice, the difference between good and evil is only in the heart, and your mind is disturbed. Fusang said in his heart, how could he regret it, he only regretted that he couldn't be by her side when Mo Ran first went insane.

Mo Ran asked casually, "So you think I'm wrong?" Neither the monk who chased me nor the monk who hunted the lake beast should die?" he said, looking down at the gold silk pattern embroidered on the quilt.

Fusang pondered for a moment, and said: "Sin does not lead to death, sin does not lead to the soul to scatter, and eternal life cannot be reborn." ”

Bai Ze said that Mo Ran used the Shura spell to kill all the human monks who surrounded and suppressed them that day, but now she did not feel guilty of self-blame, but was relieved. She is a demon, and the devil should be so bloodthirsty and brutal in the hearts of the people in this world, she does not have Bai Ze's determination and ideals to change this world, so let it be what these people think in their hearts.

Mo Ran smiled and laughed at himself: "We demons don't even have souls, our hearts are naturally black." ”

Fusang said: "But you have, you shouldn't be burdened by the paranoia in your heart." ”

"But Mo Ran originally had no soul, and thousands of demons in this world also had no souls, and how many demons died under the sword of the human monks, and they would also never be able to live forever. Mo Ran muttered: "I am me, Mo Ran is Mo Ran, we are not the same person." ”

She tells the loneliness that no one can understand, in this world everyone regards her as Mo Ran, she bears Mo Ran's mission, feels Mo Ran's sadness, and experiences Mo Ran's resentment, but only loses herself.

"Everything in the world has a cause and effect, and everything has a fixed number. As he spoke, a red shadow appeared in Mo Ran's sight, and whispered to her: "You have the ability to do a lot of things now, you can protect yourself and the people you want to protect, but you can't think about killing people to solve everything." Killing will not solve the fundamental problem, and may even create more grudges and killings between humans and demons. ”

Sure enough, God loves all living beings and has mercy on all living beings, but God loves the world more and has more mercy on the world, otherwise how could God kill Chiyou and stand on the side of the human race.

Even Fusang, an outlier of the god race, is the same, whether it is a human or a demon encountering injustice, as long as he has never done evil, he will help when he encounters it. Now that she is a murderous demon, how can he stand on her side as a murderous demon.

"Bai Ze, it seems that you are probably mistaken, how can a god be special to a certain person or demon?" Mo Ran thought to himself.

That's fine, so that she no longer has any patience and reluctance. There is nothing in this world worthy of her nostalgia.

She and he are not people of the same world after all.

"You are unstable now, so don't go out for a while. ”

Fusang looked at her, her face seemed to be covered with a haze, and the carefree girl who came out of Yanggu was now full of worries. What the hell was she thinking?

"Are you going to imprison me, afraid that I will hurt people again when I go out?" Mo Ran said indifferently with an expressionless face.

"You need to calm down," she said, and Fusang turned into a bamboo slip in her hand and placed it beside her, "This is the secret of purifying the heart, let's recite it these days, but you can calm down." ”

Mo Ran thought about it, just follow his wishes, when the time comes, cutting down the Shenmu will still affect him in the end, and there is no need to be angry with him now. On the contrary, it would be better to be nice to him.

"Okay, I'll read it. Mo Ran agreed.

Fusang seemed to have something else to say, but he didn't open his mouth, he was actually very happy, happy that she could come back.

"What about Qu Ru, how is it?" Mo Ran asked.

"It's okay, it's just that this bird is too ...... I thought it was too ugly and an eyesore, so I gave it a skin. Fusang smiled and said to the outsider, "Come in." ”

A little girl outside the door pushed the door in, looking like she was five or six years old, she really didn't look good, although her skin was white, her face was boxy, she still had a flat nose and small eyes, and she was even a little like a boy, but her face was much better than that of a bird.

"This ...... I always thought that Qu Ru was public. Mo Ran was also taken aback, Qu Ru looked like an adult man who looked like Quasimodo when he was still a bird.

"Qu Ru, Qu Ru ......" Qu Ru called twice, but the voice did not change, and the strange screams could not be heard by men and women.

"There's no way, the foundation is not very good, so it's the only way to go, I can't speak yet, you talk to her more and see if you can teach." Fuso had the expression on his face that he had done his best.

Mo Ran finally smiled, sweeping away his previous worries and worries.

In this way, it was worth it for Fusang to spend a few days of energy shaping the body of a demonic beast. The demonic beast has no aura, only demonic energy, and it takes at least thousands of years to cultivate a human form by himself, this Qu Runiao is now only a hundred years old, and Fusang casts a spell to make her quickly form, also so that Mo Ran can have a companion to speak.

"Are you hungry?" Fuso asked.

"What, you're going to cook for me yourself?" Mo Ran asked with a smile.

"The person who can make this god cook himself hasn't been born yet. Fuso turned to go out, and a table of dishes appeared on the table out of thin air.

Perhaps the biggest difference between God's cultivation and that of demons and humans is this. God can transform things out of thin air, and what comes out of them is real and usable. And the demon is second, and the demon who cultivates to the middle can turn things from another place to his side, which is an expansion of the teleportation technique. And people can't do this, so the Terran monks carry swords and magic weapons with them.

"It seems that I have never seen him eat in Yanggu, don't the gods need to eat?" Mo Ran muttered, and Fusang was long gone.