So Tal kills again, and it doesn't control the onset of emotions.

After meditating on it every day, trying to focus on the energy, it is now possible to move heavy objects in its consciousness.

To Zhong Yibao.

Tal was murderous and silent, and when he passed by the side of the motorcycle where the accident occurred, he only gently moved the motorcycle with his consciousness.

It worked.

At least this murder was not as depressed as the first time, which made it feel guilty, self-blamed, and confused with nowhere to put it.

Perhaps it has learned to free itself from its wayward behavior.

No one should die, but life is immortal anyway.

Zhong Yibao has repeatedly angered it, Tal has not controlled his backlash, and it no longer feels guilty, which seems to have allowed it to find a motivating point in its life.

It also asked Zhong Yibao how he wanted to die, and Zhong Yibao also agreed to park the car on that road.

The cement two-lane road, with thick trees forming a barrier on both sides, and green rape fields on the outside of the road, the wind blowing coolly, there were no residents nearby, and there was no noise near the crowds, and birds were crying at the tips of the trees.

It's a great place for walking, but it's also a little more remote but pleasant.

Zhong Yibao's death reminded Tal of the regrets of life that he was bent on making up, and none of them worked.

This gave it the idea of having a tire again.

As soon as the decision came out, An's mother immediately diverted her attention from Tal's skipping meals, and was overjoyed: "You finally figured it out?" I should have thought about it a long time ago, this child is gone, you will find a husband in the future, or there will be children, why do you have to do this, although it is said that the fetus hurts the body, but fortunately, the child is still young, the medicine can be, you also suffer less, you also think about it, if you insist on giving birth to this child, he will be very pitiful without a father, and when he goes out, people will definitely bully him to have a mother, but there is no father to teach, now you are young and ignorant, and in a few years, you will suffer, you will definitely regret insisting on giving birth to him? ”

Mother Ann was right, Tal thought, who knows what she will think in the future?

Mother An hurriedly cleaned up the dining table and said: "Let's beat it, and after a while, our mother and mother will go to the hospital and beat the child quietly, so that we can solve it as soon as possible." Anmu was glad that Tal was not abnormal in his body now.

But this made Tal suddenly think of a question, and couldn't help but ask: "Isn't this murder?" ”

Mother An was stunned, and her hand wiping the table stopped, she hadn't thought about this question: "How can this be considered murder?" That's a serious statement.

"Isn't that a life?" Tal asked rhetorically, seemingly even more puzzled.

"How can this be considered life? None of them have taken shape. "Mother An's mother thinks that the psychological burden of her daughter is too heavy in the matter of abortion? How can abortion be confused with murder?

"But he's creating the body he wants, little by little, with his heart." Tal said thoughtfully, with a thoughtful look in his eyes, and a serious expression on his face as if it were true.

That fetus is creating the body he wants in the womb.

An's mother seems to know why her daughter resolutely refuses to have an abortion, and she thinks it is killing people?

But abortion is not murder, and I don't know why Tal takes this matter so seriously.

"Did you see that?" An's mother felt that Tal was talking nonsense, and couldn't help but laugh.

"But I know." Tal insisted that there was no need to see it, and that after the creation of the complete body, the voluntarily settled being would naturally enter the baby's body and be delivered by the mother.

"Don't talk nonsense, where did you get those strange opinions?" An's mother didn't believe this: "It's just a fetus, don't think about it so much." ”

"But I think I'm killing." Tal continued to insist.

This sentence suddenly made An's mother feel creepy, she stared at Tal, and asked, "Why do you think so?" ”

"Because both feel the same." Tal stared a little ahead of his feet, killing people knew who they were killing.

And this embryo that is about to be born, Tal also knows who he is.

An's mother pondered Tár's words, thinking about comforting her daughter, maybe her daughter thought that abortion was killing: "But this is not the same, many children who come to this world by accident will be killed." "Otherwise, why would the hospital have an obstetrics and gynecology department? When it comes to abortion, are all those doctors executioners?

"People don't think there's anything wrong with having a baby, it's just because they don't want it, and if they knew who their babies were, maybe people wouldn't have made that decision so easily." Tal said as if he knew something.

But there was no half-parted joke on its face, but it was talking serious nonsense, Mother An thought to herself.

"Aren't they all their own children?" An's mother thinks that Tal is really rare and weird stupid.

Mother Ann explained, who could those fetuses be?

"It's not." Tal denied it, adding: "It does look like they are their children, but the people who had the abortions don't know where those children came from." ”

"It's like you know it again." An's mother was disgusted disapprehantly.

"Yes, I at least know my fetus, who is he? I know why he came. Tár's light words startled An's mother.

An's mother has a kind of ghost in broad daylight, and she doesn't feel the cold hair on her body, and she looks around, but now it's daytime.

She hesitated for a while, but still couldn't hold back her suspicion and asked, "Then who is this fetus?" ”

"He's--" Tal looked up at An's mother and said word for word, "He's from An's previous bloodline." That is, the ancestors, if it says the facts, it is too shocking, it hides the important two words.

But just listening to the word blood, An's mother seemed to have exhaled and smiled with relief: "In your belly, you are his mother, of course, it can also be said that he has a blood relationship with the An family." She didn't get into the details of Tár's words, and she didn't think there was anything wrong with them.

Tal had nothing to say, just a word, and everyone had a different ability to understand.

It couldn't have been more explicit.

Seeing that Tal still seemed to be in no mood, An's mother couldn't help but touch her daughter's head, Tal was not hot on his forehead, and his body temperature was normal.

But why is her daughter talking nonsense in broad daylight?

"Are you alright? Why do I think you're evil? Mother Ann asked with some uneasiness.

Again, this made Tal a little depressed.

"I decided to think again." The thing about the abortion, it said.

Tal didn't say anything more, and went upstairs without looking back.

It is also lonely in this human world, and no human being wants to listen to what it says, and they can't understand it.

Tal asked himself why it couldn't do normal human things like a normal human.

But it can't, it's not human, and even if it blends into the human family, there is still a gap and a distance between the two.

Its evolutionary consciousness is beyond the evolutionary consciousness of the human group on the surface, and when it transcends, it will naturally not retreat from the existing and regress into the concept of human thinking.

Evolution can only move forward, not backward.

Midaander was like a light in its path.

Mother Ann was in a daze as she recalled what it said, and then suddenly found something important, did her daughter not want to have an abortion again?

What do she think her daughter is talking about weirdly? Abortion equals homicide? Still feel the same? How can it be the same?

But it was clear that neither of them could convince anyone.

Tal huddled upstairs, not knowing what he was thinking, not coming down, just sitting, not reading or playing with his phone, almost no entertainment, how to spend his usual alone time? I went upstairs and took a look, which was very strange to An's mother.

There are still eight or nine days to go before the New Year, and the family has not bought anything for the New Year, and An's mother doesn't want to ask her daughter, so she closes the door and goes out to the street to see what she can buy for the New Year.

An's mother guessed that her daughter might be lazy when she was pregnant, had a bad appetite, and didn't eat, so she had to think about buying some snacks for her daughter to eat when she was hungry.

This daughter is surprisingly well-behaved except for her strange behavior, never spends money, does not beg, does not eat, is quiet, never bothers them, does not make any demands, at home, it seems to be trying to make herself transparent and invisible, and it is best not to be cared for.

If it weren't for An's mother's overly concerned attention, Tal might have left this An family and chose to disappear.

Tal curled up on its single couch, her eyes down and silent, as if she were sleeping.

But the other two heavy couches in the small living room are creaking slowly and slowly in this silent afternoon, the sound is a little weird, no one touches it, how can the sofa move by itself?

Of course, it is Tar who is trying to move the weight with its inner energy consciousness, and it is slowly regaining all its lost functions in the body of matter.

For example, if he wanted to enter the mirror space, Tal also tried several times, no matter how he focused the energy, and his hands were smeared on the light of the coffee table, he could not see any picture of the future.

But Lin Wo can, and he can use it freely, and he can even strip away consciousness.

Tal tried to retrieve his lost memories in mirror space, but he couldn't get into it by himself, maybe in the wrong way.

The couch suddenly stopped moving, and Tal didn't hear the couch squeaking, as if the use of energy consciousness was running into resistance.

It opened its eyes, and Mida suddenly reappeared in the small living room, stepped up on a couch, and looked at it with disdain.

Even Mida's trouble-seeking gesture is unassailably beautiful.

Tal was angry and energetic, but the couch that Mida stepped on seemed to have been nailed to the floor and rooted, but refused to move anyway.

Eventually, Tal gave up, leaned back as if he were tired, and fell back on its couch, his hands on his pillows, his eyes slightly closed, his lips pursed, and he said nothing.

"Move again?" Mida taunted.

"Ren Xiaofeng is not here with me." Tal replied to the question, Ren Xiaofeng came to its house today, maybe Mida followed her trail.

But of course it knew in its heart that it wasn't.

And Ren Xiaofeng ate and followed Fang Tianzheng to Fang's house.

Mida didn't hear this answer, sat down by herself, and said casually and coldly: "I see that you are not small now. ”

"What can I do, I'm not even a grass in front of you." Tal also calmly responded.

They seem to be so calm, but between them there is an invisible powder that can cause conflict.

"Really?" Mida was noncommittal and didn't explain, and he never despised Tal anyway.

"Do you like me? Right. Tal suddenly smiled, his teeth white, but there was a bitterness in his smile.

Mida was silent, her expression unchanged.

"Or you're often in front of me?" Tal chuckled, then seemed to really think it was funny, laughing, laughing and laughing uncontrollably, turning into laughter, and then laughing like a nervous breakdown.

Mida's eyes were sharp, but seeing it lose shape like this, the sharpness disappeared a little, and her expression softened a little.

"When you do what you think is evil, you are actually suffering from your heart, and you can't be calm and can't let go." Mida said everything.

Tal retracted his smile and acquiesced.

"But Ander said, what do you use to measure the so-called good and evil?" Tár's expression became calm again, and his tone seemed to be unimpressed.

The killings don't seem to have an effect on it.

"If you don't think what you're doing is evil, why are you so out of control?" Mida scoffed with insight into the truth.

"Events like this are a wake-up call and a reminder to me, even when walking among humans. I'm not one of them either. Tal said in an indifferent tone, "They are not my kind, and I don't need to be soft." ”

Mida's eyes were full of inquiry, and she frowned, "If this makes you feel good." ”

"Yes, of course I'm happy." Tarr's voice raised as if emphasized: "It excites me. ”

They were all saying the same thing, they didn't say it explicitly, but they all knew that Mida had come to kill people for it.

"Including wanting to have a tire?" Mida scoffed.

You can't hide any thoughts and actions.

"Yes." Tarr was resolute, as if he never regretted his decision, and straightened his back.

"That's how it excites you?" Mida's expression became strange and she questioned.

"Yes." Tarr seemed afraid of his own hesitation, and his tone intensified with firmness.

"Just because you can't get it, you're going to be ruined?" Mida had become so calm, if at first he had come to settle accounts with Tar, but now he felt bored because he had seen through it.

Some humans just don't get something and just let it go.

But some people will be the ones who can't get it and would rather destroy it in every possible way.

Tal was completely different, and when he couldn't get what he wanted, he began to kill like a self-abandoning man, as he said, found the excitement, killed Zhong Yibao first, and then thought about going to have a baby, although he hesitated.

But its motives for its murderous plan are obvious and suspicious, and it may still kill.

Mida appeared as it wished, to correct its wayward deeds.