Chapter 163: Eye of the Old God
Chapter 163 The Eye of the Ancient God
After the majestic door was opened, it was just an ordinary study inside.
Taking a rough look, the bookshelf is full of volumes, from Mo Ji Jia Yi to Mo Ji Wei Twelve.
There are also many miscellaneous notes, foreign notes and so on.
After looking at each other, Nanhuang and Rongfeng separated and searched through the bookcases full of bookshelves.
Nanhuang looked through the bookshelves, and found that they were basically Mohist tricks. After flipping through it quickly, she shifted her gaze to the desk.
There is a book on Mohism's mechanics on the desk, but there seems to be a note under the book.
Nanhuang went over, and she opened the book.
On the other hand, Mr. Rong Wu, who was looking for clues on the bookshelf, found a miscellaneous book. One page of the miscellaneous book was damaged. When Mr. Rong opened it, the page fell directly to the ground.
He knelt down, picked up the yellowed paper, and his pupils trembled slightly.
I saw twelve characters written stroke by stroke with a brush and small seal script on the paper.
"The eyes of the ancient gods can turn the world around and bring the dead back to life."
His hand tightened slightly, wrinkling the page.
Eye.
These broken eyes!
Rong Feng felt his heart twitch slightly, and he grabbed the bookshelf with one hand.
…
"Why, why? Why no one loves me, why no one wants me." The six-year-old boy lowered his head and sobbed softly.
"Young Master..."
"Young master, human nature is like this."
"As long as they know that you have the eyes of the ancient gods, they will either abandon you or use you! All the people who approach you are for your eyes! No one will like you, no one will care about you!"
"No one will like you, no one will care about you!"
…
"Don't know who I am, don't know where I come from, don't look me in the eye!"
"Would you really care about me? Would you...don't want me?"
"Don't want me..."
"Please...please..."
"Master, it's time for you to make a decision." The man said.
"Wait a little longer." On the edge of the cliff, the thirteen-year-old boy held his last hope, "Wait a little longer."
"Master, it's time to come early. We have been waiting for two hours. There is no point in waiting any longer."
No one will like you, no one will care about you.
"Why didn't you come?!" The tears in the boy's eyes mixed with the rain. He stood on the cliff and looked towards the coast. "Why didn't she come!!"
Because, you are born sinful, your birth is original sin. No one will like you, no one will care about you.
"Master!"
The boy jumped down.
The man hurried forward to look, and saw the boy curled up on the rock below, hugging himself tightly and crying.
Nanhuang, why don't you come? I clearly, only you!
…
"Feng, Rong Feng." A clear and beautiful voice came from behind.
Rong Wu Ye came back to his senses. He immediately replied in a trance: "Huh?"
He put away the note in his hand without any trace.
"I found a piece of paper, you can take a look." Nanhuang said.
"Ok."
Master Rong Wu turned around and saw a note in Nanhuang's hand. The note was not long and the content was not long.
"Brother Mo dearly,
Brother Mo, can you find the way to break the life and death tribulation of the little girl Nanhuang?
Nan Zhixian worshiped. "
Nanhuang looked up at Fifth Master Rong, Fifth Master Rong's expression was restrained, and he said, "Life and death?"
Nanhuang asked: "Is it talking about the incident a year ago?"
Nanhuang's eyes looked at Rong Wuye with hope: "Feng, my father and mother, do they know what I have to go through, and then they found the Mo family and solved my life and death. That's why I was reborn, I became Ye Nanhuang?! If so, if Mom and Dad have the secret of life and death, is it possible for them to live too?"
Rong Wuye replied without thinking: "No."
"What, how do you know?" Nanhuang looked a little excited when Rong Wuye directly denied it, "How do you know that my parents are impossible to live? I have survived, my parents and brother, why can't they live?" ?!"
Rong Feng finally realized what he said. He hugged her tightly.
"I'm sorry." He locked the trembling girl tightly in his arms. "Nanhuang, I'm sorry..."
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Brother Mo, can you find the way to break the life and death tribulation of the little girl Nanhuang?
The eyes of the ancient gods turn the world around and bring the dead back to life.
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In the grape farm, in Master Rong's bedroom, the girl's eyes were already swollen, and she was lying quietly on the bed at this moment.
The man sat beside her and watched quietly, then stood up and went to the balcony to smoke a few cigarettes.
Cigarette butts fell on the balcony, and the man was sniffing at the one he just dropped. At this time, he noticed the movement in the bedroom. The man pushed open the balcony door and walked into the bedroom.
"Wake up. Hungry, thirsty?"
Nanhuang rubbed her forehead, looked up at Fifth Master Rong, and saw a small beard appearing on the man's face.
"Did I sleep for a long time?"
"Not long." The man said gently, "If you haven't rested enough, go to sleep again."
Nanhuang stood up, put on her slippers, and asked, "Are the Mo brothers okay?"
"It was released for them." Rong Wu said.
"Well. No need to kill them."
Actually, even if Master Rong let the Mo brothers go, they would suffer a lot in the institution they returned to. There is no need for Nanhuang to know about this matter.
"I didn't expect my parents to really have an intersection with the Mo family. But it seems that the relationship is not bad. I don't think the death of my parents is necessarily related to the Mo family. But... I have no other clues except for that note."
The man rubbed her hair carefully, and said softly: "Don't worry, take your time. I'll be with you all the time, huh?"
Nanhuang lay down and said obediently: "Yes."
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Xicheng University, in a small forest.
Ye Xinyao looked at the woman in front of her with a hypocritical smile. The woman in front of her was wearing a white dress, she looked as weak as a willow supporting the wind, and even her face was extremely pale.
Ye Xinyao smiled and said: "Miss Mu, I heard that before the art competitions of the three schools, it was said that Ye Nanhuang was the woman with superb painting skills. What's the matter? But you were absent from the art competitions of the three schools?"
Mu Yun looked particularly weak: "I'm absent because I'm sick."
"What's wrong with you that you didn't even participate in the most important competition?"
Mu Yun is not a fool, she saw Ye Xinyao's intentions, and said: "I didn't intend to harm Ye Nanhuang, what I said was the truth, she is indeed stronger than me. No, it has been revealed that she is Qinghuang. "
"You're not. At least you didn't think so before the game. You originally wanted to lift Ye Nanhuang high, and then stomp him down during the game." Ye Xinyao said, "Miss Mu, I don't like Ye Nanhuang either. Nanhuang, why don't we join forces. As long as we join forces, Ye Nanhuang will definitely not be our opponent."
Mu Yun turned around, and whispered softly on her pale lips: "Student Ye, if I were you, I wouldn't think of Ye Nanhuang."
She didn't want to experience that fierce murderous look again.
(end of this chapter)