"Hey, come and see if that guy smirking at his phone is your brother."

In a relatively well-preserved three-story villa, a girl is wiping a shiny dagger in the corner, and the rags that have been discarded are covered with blood, and it is conceivable that the owner of the dagger seems to have experienced a battle not long ago.

When the girl heard the call of her companion, her face showed a hint of unhappiness: "Sister Lin, I said don't send a message to the past, I finally picked up the mobile phone of an unlucky ghost, is it bad to call your family to listen to the sound?" I had to spend half a day looking for information about my cousin. ”

The guy who was called Sister Lin didn't care, and pointed to the shocking and weird black lines on the right side of his face: "Listen to a fart, they wish I died early, I'm just as good as you, I was sent by my family personally, Ah Yue, don't you always say that your cousin is very good, try it." ”

Liu Yue'er carefully inserted the dagger back into her waist, leaned over to Sister Lin's side, poked her head out of the window and looked out of the window: "I'm just saying, being good to me is also before knowing that I am under a curse, who knows that you are still serious, and your family treated you badly before?" And even if he was willing to take us back, would it be useful? A cursed man is not worthy to walk in the sun, and he may be able to take an ordinary person back, but you must know that I will not be able to pass that level at all. ”

Sister Lin's face stiffened, she still had expectations in her heart, but when she heard Liu Yue'er say this, she was half cold at that time.

Yes, it's just self-deception, she hasn't experienced enough warmth and coldness over the years? Don't know what despair is?

The so-called curse is the lines on her face.

Strictly speaking, it is a branch of the Awakened, and its combat power far exceeds that of all other types of Awakened.

The vast majority of the awakened are able to enjoy the esteem and high social status of the people, money? Belle? Wave your hand.

But they are like rats in the sewers, and everyone shouts and beats them, and they never see the light of day.

Once discovered, they will be forcibly quarantined in the old town.

Why is that? Isn't what human beings lack most now is high-level combat power?

Curse is just a colloquial name, but it should actually be called a contract, and it is divided into life contract, soul contract, equivalent contract, and so on.

Since ancient times, there have been people who sell their souls to demons in exchange for power.

Such is the power of her awakening, which is uncontrollable and irreversible.

The contract allows her to use the power of the devil, either to offer sacrifices before activating them or to have side effects after they end.

The lines on the face represent the contract between the two parties, and the demons of the contract are different, and the position and lines are different.

People's fear comes from the unknown and the uncontrollable.

No matter how strong the ability of the awakened is, they have relatives and moral shackles, which are controllable.

But contracts are different, and it is not uncommon to lose their minds or desire to kill in their hearts due to the side effects, and it is not uncommon to be bloodied by the contractor on the street.

Demonic things are far from being as simple as they seem.

The attitude of the upper echelons towards the Contractual Awakened is ambiguous, believing that it is a double-edged sword that, if used properly, will do more good than harm.

For example, if you let an ordinary strong person solve it, it may be a stalemate with the Warcraft for a long time, causing tens of thousands of casualties.

The lesser of two evils.

It's a pity that the civilians don't say they accept your statement, and no one wants to be one of those hundred people for no reason.

They call this ability a curse of the devil, avoid it like a tiger, and talk about it changing color.

This is one of the reasons why people with contracts are quarantined in the Old Town.

In fact, these civilians, including the quarantined awakened ones, don't know that the real contract powerhouses are not only able to walk in the sun under the intentional packaging, but also become one of the spiritual pillars of the people, with millions of fanatical fans.

Those who have been pushed out of quarantine are nothing more than the weak, scapegoats to quell the anger of the people.

She and Liu Yue'er are one of the scapegoats.

Even though they have been trying to restrain themselves, they have never persecuted anyone.

But the family still can't bear the discussion of the society and chooses to kill their relatives in righteousness.

"I ......"

Sister Lin opened her mouth, wanting to speak and stopped, covering her lost gaze.

It carries the malice of countless people, which is too cruel for their age.

If there was no one to confide in, I am afraid that I would have fallen into madness like those outcasts outside.

If you can be happy and well, who wants to be displaced.

Even if the lip service analysis is more rational.

Liu Yue'er still pushed open the locked iron door.

The humble life is already doing her best, and she Liu Yue'er can understand the truth, will Sister Lin understand?

She understood.

But there is always hope for a miracle in the heart.

"Ah Yue, you go, I won't go."

Looking at Liu Yue'er's figure, Sister Lin shook her head, her tone was a little lost, hoping that she could get out of here, but also hoping that she would fail.

The two of them can be said to be friends, or they can be said to be two abandoned mourning dogs, who report to warm themselves in the dark for a glimmer of light.

The position of the lines on Liu Yue'er's body is a little special, and she may be able to gamble, after all, Liu Yue'er's family will not talk about such a disgraceful thing everywhere.

And she?

The word "alien" has been written on her face, so don't be bored, she doesn't expect Liu Yue'er's cousin to help her at all.

"Obviously, I went to get scolded and came back, Sister Lin, don't make it the same as parting with life and death."

Even with a glimmer of unrealistic hope in her heart, she still comforted her friend.

Liu Yue'er walked downstairs, pressed the handle of the security door with one hand, and pushed forward a gap visible to the naked eye.

Emotions called fear welled up, and it was not a bad thing to hesitate to push open this last door completely, or just let Huang Quan leave like this?

'Squeak'

Under Liu Yue'er's defenselessness, the door was opened from the outside.

In normal times, she would have been holding a dagger on the figure outside the door.

It's just that today, the attention is fundamentally on this aspect, and I was interrupted by surprise and trembled with fright.

"Little nasty?"

A familiar and somewhat unfamiliar voice, obviously called the most hated nickname when he was a child, but it felt unexpectedly gentle, at least no one in this old town would never speak like this.

But the more gentle it is, the more it makes Liu Yue'er instinctively want to pull her legs and run.

It was as if the person in front of her was even more terrifying than the small demonic beasts she usually dealt with.

She felt that she would not be able to accept the contrast between this mildness and the cruelty of knowing who she was.

"Why don't you speak? Let's go, go home. ”