"That's not it," this time Song Lao categorically denied it, and said: "The old man has already investigated, and there is indeed no trace of energy flowing on the little girl's body, so it is impossible to kill anyone." The old man was puzzled about the death of those people and the strange things that happened to the girl, until a few months ago, when the old man saw a sentence in an ancient book and found some clues that might explain the occurrence of these things. ”

"What explanation?" Yang Ran noticed that his voice trembled a little.

Mayor Mo slowly closed his eyes, as if recalling that sentence, his expression became gloomy, and his voice was as distant as the ruthless judgment of the King of Yama at this moment-

"She was destined to be unfortunate, or rather, to be cursed by the heavens. ”

......

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, and he couldn't explain why Meng'er was cursed, but said that every year there would be a so-called cursed day, bringing endless bad luck to the people around him.

That night, the bed that Yang Ran 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 gently swiped his arm with a dagger, and suddenly a wound appeared and began to gush out silver-white blood, he gently flicked it on the wound with his right hand again, a faint golden aura shone, and the wound disappeared instantly, not even a scar remained.

Jin Qi obviously has a healing effect, why can't he erase the scars on Meng'er's face.

Is that really a scar, or does it represent something else?

"Brother. ”

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

Meng'er hesitated for a moment, then walked out, and Yang Ran picked her up.

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

Thinking of everything that happened during the day, Yang Ran's heart moved, and he suddenly asked softly: "Meng'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 assassinated by that bad guy." ”

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

His heart jumped a few times, and Yang Ran's voice trembled a little: "Meng'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 Meng'er's face: "The last time those bad guys were about to enter the town, I told the old man, but he didn't believe Meng'er. But then Meng'er saw my brother come back to save us, so she quietly hid on the stone pillar and waited for my brother. ”

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

The immature and innocent words rang in his ears, but Yang Ran's heart was shocked to the point of no return, all this was incredible.

Not only can he see the past, but he can also predict the future, what a terrifying ability, Yang Ran suddenly had a delusion, admitting Meng'er as his sister may be the most correct decision in his life.

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

Meng'er saw that his brother was chased by the bad guy, and the brother repelled the assassin, but then he sent someone to chase him down. Meng'er said, thought for a while and then added: "Meng'er also saw that the red-clothed sister had been crying, and then she was bleeding." ”

Sister in red? That's Ji Yanran!

Yang Ran's heart trembled, and he hurriedly asked, "Who came to chase and kill me, and who caused the red-clothed sister to be injured." ”

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

"Don't think about headaches. Yang Ran hugged Meng'er tighter, no matter what kind of person she is, no matter how many mysteries there are on her body, from the moment Yang Ran made up her mind, she will be her sister for the rest of her life.

When Yang Ran thought like this, she found that Meng'er in her arms had fallen asleep unconsciously, and she slept peacefully in the warm embrace, with a happy smile.

Looking at this tranquil face, a hundred sorrows seemed to dissipate at this moment, Yang Ran also smiled, raised his head and continued to look at the night sky, the moonlight was as clear as water falling on his face, less lonely and lonely, and more warm.

It's nice to have someone with you.

......

In the early morning of the next day, the large army had already set off to return to the Meteoric Dragon Academy, and Yang Ran parted ways with them, staying in Qingyang Town to heal the wounds of the Sword Sect Zhou Chaifeng, of course, due to the existence of the Sword Sect, this matter has been kept secret, and everyone does not know the reason why Yang Ran stayed.

Gu Qingli seemed to be a wife who strictly managed her husband, and she told Yang Ran a lot of advice, Mo Yuxi Elizabeth was naturally reluctant, and Long lived up to her affectionate gaze and looked back frequently, until Yang Ran completely disappeared from sight.

Under the guidance of Song Lao, more than an hour later, Yang Ran came to the residence of Zhou Chaifeng of the Sword Sect.

This is the deep mountain behind Qingyang Town, when Yang Ran walked through the large forest, he was greeted by a verdant green bamboo forest. This green bamboo forest is so lush that the wind blows through it

Wait, like the green waves surging 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.

"Old Song doesn't have to be polite," Yang Ran said as he looked at the surrounding environment, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart, the Sword Sect, which was once famous in the empire, was once one of the eight powerhouses who chased the wind alone, but now he was reduced to a person guarding this barren mountain and forest.

Song Lao walked a few steps earlier, knocked on the wooden door, and said, "Master, that girl has arrived." ”

There was silence in the cabin for a while, and then a low voice rang out: "Let her in." ”

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

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

This is a simple and simple room, Yang Ran glanced at it, and finally stopped at the table The old man who was hanging his head and painting carefully, he looked older than Song 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 Yang Ran 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, Yang Ran 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 qi!