Chapter Ninety-Six: The Identity of the Monster
This is completely the touch of human skin, but it is much colder than normal people, no wonder I have always had this paradoxical feeling, not that I can't think of it, but I don't think about it at all.
Wait, these don't seem to be the point, what did that monster just say? What is this candle made of?
Mo Yuan turned his head a little stiffly, looking at the candle he was holding tightly in his hand, the original delicate touch actually made him shudder a little at this moment, and even the hand holding the candle trembled slightly.
If Mo Yuan hadn't experienced too many things during this time, he was afraid that he would subconsciously throw the candle out of his hand, and if he lost even the only light source here, the consequences would be unimaginable.
As if surprised by Mo Yuan's calm expression, the monster paused slightly, and waited for Mo Yuan to hold the candle in his hand with a cold sweat before continuing.
"As the candle symbolizing light and hope left the table, the small square table that represented the beautiful childhood of the brothers quickly aged and shattered, which represented that after the darkness began to grow in Ye Yang's heart, hope and warmth were replaced by the darkness in his heart in the passage of time."
For the words said by the monster in front of him, Mo Yuan was completely able to understand what he had seen and heard before.
The innocent family and friendship of childhood have been stained with flaws little by little by the red dust in the long river of years, jealousy, unwillingness, and resentment filled the hearts of the sunny teenagers in the past.
After years of silence, as soon as the fuse ignited in the unknown way, the human tragedy that Mo Yuan had seen before occurred.
The emotions in his heart are a little complicated, Mo Yuan himself can't tell what kind of mood he is in now, the mysteries that originally plagued him were revealed one by one, but he didn't have the excitement and excitement when the puzzle was solved.
On the contrary, in the repressed heart rose greater doubts and uneasiness than before.
"You left those stains on the blood, right?"
Mo Yuan's eyes were firmly fixed on the dark and purple ground at the monster's feet, and he didn't pay attention to it when he glanced at it, thinking that the ground there was originally this deep purple-black.
Now that I looked closely, I realized that this color was no different from the color of the stains on the ground that I had found all the way after the blood had dried up.
And apart from the stain on the road when he came, there were no other stains extending from the stain under the monster's feet, so Mo Yuan was almost certain that the monster in front of him was the owner of the stain he had been looking for all the way.
It's just that Mo Yuan still has some things to understand is that in this strange darkness, he only saw Ye Qing, who was trapped in the iron cage before, and the monster in front of him.
So were the traces of those fights made by these two people?
Mo Yuan carefully recalled the scene when he met Ye Qing before, although Ye Qing was dying by those runes, but there were no wounds or traces caused by the fight.
Perhaps this can be explained by Ye Qing is a powerful ghost without flesh and blood, but this doesn't make sense, no matter from which point of view, Mo Yuan would not think that the monster in front of him would be a living person.
So, everyone is a terrible ghost, how can it be that only one of them is injured and bleeding because of the fight, and the other is not damaged at all?
"Who is fighting with you? Why are there obvious signs of a fight in several stains I've seen before? ”
The monster chained in chains heard Mo Yuan's question, and the corners of his mouth slightly hooked up a weird smile, and he didn't answer Mo Yuan's question directly, and his hoarse voice was mixed with a heavy wheezing voice to slowly narrate.
"Who would have thought that a dead man would taste death again in this world made of inner darkness."
"What does that mean?"
Mo Yuan didn't understand what the monster said, under what circumstances does a dead person have to die again?
"I thought he would be satisfied when he got what he wanted, and he would be able to regain his lost heart."
The monster seemed to be caught up in his own emotions, unable to listen to Mo Yuan's inquiries anymore, and was just tightly stating the words he wanted to express.
"But, I was wrong! It is impossible for a person who is seduced by the devil to be satisfied and break free from the devil's control! On the contrary, they will only go further and further under the temptation of the devil. ”
The words that had nothing to do with the question Mo Yuan asked kept coming out of the mouth of the monster in front of him, and Mo Yuan looked at the other party's increasingly red eyes, feeling the emotions that became more and more excited about the words and the iron chains that began to tremble slightly.
The uneasy emotions began to gradually come to his heart, and just as Mo Yuan had already begun to think about the question of whether to escape or stay, the shaking sound of the iron chain suddenly stopped in a strange instant, without any warning, and it was extremely unreasonable.
What's going on?
Mo Yuan slightly turned his gaze and landed on the original iron chain to see what the situation was, and in the next second, Mo Yuan's pupils constricted, and he felt that he could clearly hear the rapid beating of his heart.
The place where there should have been a forest chain was empty at this time, and the hideous and terrifying monster was standing in front of Mo Yuan with his hands and head lowered at this moment.
The calm and flat feeling that I never had in my body anymore was filled with violent madness and resentment.
"He... It's back, and just when I had just convinced myself to give up on revenge, he's back! I let go of the hatred, but he didn't! ”
Mo Yuan felt that the monster in front of him had fallen into madness, and every second he stayed here was in danger.
But although he knew the danger, Mo Yuan didn't dare to move, and now the monster was obviously in a crazy mood, and if he acted rashly, it touched his nerves that were already on the verge of collapse.
Then I guess I will be torn to pieces by this crazy monster in an instant.
One is caught in his own emotions, the other is afraid to move, and the two figures maintain a strange balance, but anyone can see it, this strange balance is just a flower in the mirror, the moon in the water, and it will be shattered at the touch of a touch.
"I don't understand why he hates me so much, does the resentment brought about by jealousy really cover up the family affection that has accumulated bit by bit in the past?"
There was already a tyrannical killing intent in his tone, and the monster slowly raised its lowered head, staring at Mo Yuan with red eyes, and two lines of blood and tears slipped from his eyes.
"Can you tell me why?!"
The words that almost roared out made Mo Yuan feel a trace of pity for the hideous monster in front of him who could kill him at any time.
Mo Yuan didn't even know who this monster standing in front of him was, and what Mo Yuan said just now was in a fog, and he was still in doubt, let alone to solve his doubts.
But looking at the increasingly hideous monster in front of him, Mo Yuan felt that he needed to say something.
"Can you tell me who hurt you, and... Who are you? ”
"Who am I? Who am I..."
There was a hint of doubt and a hint of sadness in the monster's tone, and he muttered these three words repeatedly.
The wounds on his body quietly cracked, blood continued to slide down his body, and a puddle of blood slowly accumulated on the flat ground.
The blood seemed to boil with the monster's emotions, and bubbles bubbled and bubbled, and bloody hands suddenly appeared from the puddles on the ground and grabbed the nearby Mo Yuan, as if they wanted to drag it into it and turn it into a part of the blood.
Mo Yuan has been staring at the monster's every move, and the moment he saw the bloody hand appear, his body almost subconsciously jumped backwards, and the bloody hand narrowly grabbed in front of his eyes with a gust of fishy wind, and Mo Yuan could smell the smell of blood that was close at hand.
Feeling that he had walked through the ghost gate, his center of gravity was unstable due to the hasty dodge, and Mo Yuan fell directly to the ground.
Looking at the bloody hands that were constantly dancing in front of him, Mo Yuan dared to continue to stay here, and took advantage of the situation to protect the candle and roll on the spot, keeping himself away from the monster, and then stood up and staggered to escape.
"I... Called... Leaves··· Green..."
The monster's hoarse voice came from behind with great pain and resentment, like the monster's roar, which was almost inaudible, but it was these four short words that made Mo Yuan's steps stiffen in place.