The moon is as cool as water, and the sky is full of stars.

Mayor Mo didn't explain exactly what God's curse was, let alone why Mo'er was cursed, but said that every year there would be a so-called God's curse day, bringing endless bad luck to the people around him. That night, the bed that Li Hao slept on in the tent became the girl's first bed, and he stood outside the tent, silently looking at the vast night sky, not knowing what he was thinking.

In the silence, he stretched out his left arm, and then lightly swiped his arm with a dagger, and suddenly a wound appeared and began to gush blood, he gently flicked it on the wound with his right hand again, and a faint golden aura shone, and the wound disappeared instantly, leaving no scar.

Jin Qi obviously has a healing effect, why can't he remove the scars on Mo'er's face. Is that really a scar, or does it represent something else?

"Brother. ”

A sweet voice sounded behind him, Li Hao turned around and said to the girl who showed half of her face, "Mo'er, it's so late, why don't you sleep." ”

Mo'er hesitated for a moment, then walked out, and Li Hao hugged her.

"Is my brother thinking about the day?" Mo'er's eyes shimmered strangely in the moonlight.

Thinking of everything that happened during the day, Li Hao's heart moved, and he suddenly asked softly, "Mo'er, when we first met, my brother was obviously wearing women's clothes, how could you tell that my brother was a man, and how did you know that my brother was killed by that bad guy." ”

Mo'er tilted her head, as if she was trying to think, and it took a long time for her to say seriously, "Mo'er can see it, as soon as Mo'er sees her brother, those pictures are all in front of her." ”

His heart jumped a few times, and Li Hao's voice trembled a little, "Mo'er, are you saying that when you see me, you can see everything that happened to my brother before." ”

"It's not just the previous ones. A hint of gloom flashed on Mo'er's face, "I told the old man the last time those bad guys were about to enter the town, but he didn't believe Mo'er. But then Mo'er saw her brother come back to save us, so she quietly hid on the stone pillar and waited for her brother. ”

"Sometimes. Mo'er can still see what will happen in the future, but those pictures are always very blurry, and Mo'er has to look at it for a long time before she can see it clearly. ”

The immature and innocent words rang in his ears, but Li Hao's heart was shocked beyond measure. It's all incredible. Not only can he see the past, but he can also predict the future, what a terrifying ability, Li Hao suddenly had an illusion and recognized Mo'er as his sister. Perhaps it will be the most correct decision of his life.

"Mo'er, do you remember those two bad guys during the day, what did you see?" Li Hao hesitated for a moment and asked the biggest scruple in his heart.

Mo'er saw her brother fighting with that bad guy, and her brother beat him, but then someone came to help him. Mo'er said, thinking for a moment before adding, "Mo'er also saw a sister in white who had been crying, and then she was bleeding." ”

Sister in white? That's Li Pingmei! Li Hao's heart trembled, and he quickly asked, "Who is here to help him?" Who hurt the sister in white? ”

"Mo'er can't see clearly, something is in the way. A look of pain appeared on Mo'er's face, and she shook her head, "Brother, Mo'er has a headache." ”

"Don't think about headaches. Li Hao hugged Mo'er tighter, no matter what kind of person she is, no matter how many mysteries there are on her body, from the moment Li Hao made up her mind, she will be her sister for the rest of her life. When Li Hao thought about it like this, he found that Mo'er in his arms had fallen asleep unconsciously. In her warm embrace, she slept soundly with a happy smile.

Looking at this tranquil face, a hundred sorrows seemed to dissipate at this moment, and Li Hao also smiled. Looking up and continuing to look at the night sky, the moonlight was as clear as water falling on his face, less lonely and lonely than usual, and more warm, in the current period when he can't go back to home, he can be regarded as having a sister.

Someone accompanied. That's nice.

......

In the early morning of the next day, the large army had already left to return to the Holy Academy, and Li Hao parted ways with them, staying in Qingyang Town to heal the injuries of the Sword Emperor Bushanhe, of course, due to the existence of the Sword Emperor, this matter has been kept secret, and everyone does not know the reason why Li Hao stayed.

Han Bing Ning is a wife who strictly manages her husband, and after lifting Li Hao's ear, Feng Zhimeng Manboya is naturally reluctant, and Jing Feng's affectionate gaze is frequently reviewed, until Li Hao completely disappears from sight.

Under the guidance of Ying Lao, more than an hour later, Li Hao came to the residence of the Sword Emperor Bushanhe.

This is the deep mountain behind Qingyang Town, and when Li Hao walked through the large forest, he was greeted by a verdant green bamboo forest. This green bamboo forest is so lush that when the wind blows, it looks like a wave of green in the ocean. This spectacle is extraordinarily magnificent.

Deep in the bamboo forest, there are two or three small wooden houses, which are quaint and simple.

"Girl, please wait here first, I'll report to the teacher. The two stopped in front of a slightly larger wooden house.

"Ying Lao doesn't have to be polite," Li Hao said as he looked at the surrounding environment, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart, the Sword Emperor who was once famous in the empire, and one of the eight powerhouses who once walked alone in the mountains and rivers, has now been reduced to a person guarding this barren mountain and forest.

Ying Lao walked a few steps forward and knocked on the wooden door, "Master, the girl has arrived." ”

There was silence in the cabin for a while, and then a low, vicissitudes of life voice sounded, "Let her in." ”

"Girl, please. Ying Lao arched his hand and turned sideways, and said solemnly.

Li Hao nodded and didn't say much, and after telling Mo'er a few words, he pushed open the wooden door with one hand, and then walked in.

This is a simple and simple room, Li Hao glanced at it, and finally stopped on the table The old man who was hanging his head and painting carefully, he looked older than Ying Lao, full of white hair, on that vicissitudes of life, the muscles were dry, and there was a faint gray and black color. Moreover, what was even more terrifying was that Li Hao actually felt a trace of the dark aura of death constantly overflowing from the old man's body.

"It's really serious. With just one glance, Li Hao couldn't help but take a breath of cold air, and this gray and black color made him frown, this kind of breath is very similar to demonic energy!

"You're here. The old man seemed to have just noticed Li Hao coming in, and gently put down the pen, "Come and see how the old man is drawing?"

Li Hao approached, only a thin green bamboo stood in the large wasteland on the canvas, although it was tenacious in the storm, it inevitably looked thin and helpless, as if it was about to be uprooted at any time.

"Do you think to yourself that the old man is like this fine bamboo, struggling but inevitably dying?" the old man suddenly asked.

Li Hao was noncommittal, the old man had already stepped into the grave with half a foot, even if he had the golden qi with amazing healing ability, he was not absolutely sure. However, he admired the old man's attitude of looking down on life and death, and said with a faint smile, "I think the Sword Emperor should have other intentions in painting this thin bamboo." ”

A touch of appreciation drifted in the old man's eyes, and there was more meaning in his tone, "Do you know that ten years ago, the old man would paint such a picture every day, and now ten years have passed, and the old man has painted more than 3,000 paintings, more than 3,000 bamboos, which is enough to enclose a bamboo forest." ”

With a slight shock in his heart, Li Hao looked at the old man in front of him who was about to die, and suddenly understood why he was once able to dominate the situation and become a peak powerhouse like the Spirit Emperor.

"How is it? Is there any salvation?" The old man's sudden words made Li Hao, who was still in a daze, wake up like a dream, he hesitated and said, "It's serious, but you can give it a try, let's start now, please sit on the bed and turn your back to me." ”

"That's the most sure thing I've heard in 10 years. The old man said with a smile and sat down on the bed, "You don't have to be stressed, no matter what the result is, I won't blame you." ”

"Yes. Li Hao responded, put his palm on the old man's back, and then slowly filled the palm with golden energy, slowly seeping into the old man's body. Following the golden qi, Li Hao saw the old man's body clearly, and found that all his bone meridians were covered with black spots, which were like wriggling black worms, constantly eating away at the old man's vitality.

After a little hesitation, Li Hao urged the golden qi to slowly approach the black spots.

"Snort. The old man's body trembled for a moment, and then there were bursts of black mist emanating from his body, looking at the gray gas that filled the smell of death, Li Hao's face changed slightly, and sure enough, as he expected, this was indeed a poisonous spot condensed by demonic qi!

In other words, his injuries were caused by the people of the Demon Temple!(To be continued.) )