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"Yes." Master Xuan Qing sighed again, "I didn't expect that..."

"How do you know him?" I asked.

Judging from Mo Wen's memory, he had been caught by the Ge family since ancient times and imprisoned in a magic weapon.

Did Master Xuan Qing live for so long?

I looked at Master Xuan Qing.

"The inheritance of my lineage is a bit strange. The ancestor's name is Liu Che. According to records, he raised a ghost named Mo Wen. At that time, there was no ghost-raising technique. All ghost-raising techniques in the world are Derived from our master's sect," said Master Xuan Qing.

I was taken aback.

Liu Che... isn't that the madman in Mo Wen's memory?

I hurriedly asked: "Did your ancestor say anything? Has there been anything special passed down?"

Master Xuan Qing narrowed his eyes and looked at me, "Little friend Lin Qi, have you seen Mo Wen's past? Have you seen the ancestor of my sect?"

I nodded hesitantly, "It's not like I saw him, I just heard his voice."

"Then you should be able to feel it to some extent." Master Xuan Qing chuckled, "It is said that he is the ancestor, but in fact, he is similar to the ancestors worshiped by the people. It is not really passed down by one line. Liu Che taught his apprentices, and then his apprentices Down the line, something has been passed down from disciple to disciple. If you really count it, there are quite a few sects in the circle who should regard Liu Che as their master. It was Liu Che who came up with it.”

Master Xuan Qing shook his head, "He is a genius, but also a madman. The evaluation of him among my masters is not bad. For example, the Ge family hates some of Liu Che's ideas and does not feel that they inherited it from him. Oh, Liu Che was the first to propose the idea of ​​using wood to nourish the soul of the Ge family. "

I felt a little dizzy.

This Liu Che really exceeded my expectations.

"Now that you have met, have you heard him talk about his plan to change the world from the source?" Master Xuan Qing asked me with a smile, his expression was like that of an old grandfather looking at his precious grandson.

I said awkwardly: "He has this idea, but I...don't ask..."

Master Xuan Qing shook his head, "He is destined to die, and it is also destined to die in your hands. It is not easy to change your fate against the will of heaven, and it is even more difficult to change the entire world. What do you young people say..."

Master Xuan Qing thought for a while and said with sudden enlightenment: "You have to work harder, young man!"

I was a bit dumbfounded.

Gu Mo snorted, "You are mistaken, we are not teenagers anymore."

Master Xuan Qing glanced at him and said, "Yes, you are no longer a teenager."

Gu Mo was so angry that his nose almost crooked. He sat up from the bed and seemed to have pulled a muscle in his back. He fell back again in pain.

"You, please pay attention to your health. You are not young anymore. In the intervening ten years, you were locked up in a different space. It doesn't matter if it is removed, you are not young anymore." Master Xuan Qing taught earnestly, and then lowered his head to write down in his notebook. A few strokes.

Gu Mo's face turned a little dark.

The thin man and the fat man suppressed their laughter.

Nangong Yao pushed up his glasses and asked, "So, what now?"

Master Xuan Qing looked at his notebook and nodded: "I don't have any problems anymore. Just know what's going on. Don't ask... After all, this is the first ghost to be raised by someone in recorded history. It's a pity, it's a pity... He was raised by the Ge family for so many years and survived for so many years, and then he is gone. "

"He's asking us what to do now?" Gu Mo said angrily.

Master Xuan Qing put down his notebook, "Just let it go. What else can you do?" He shook his head and sighed again, "Just do it according to your heart. Don't think so much. Learn from Liu Che, do whatever you want, and die. Just don’t feel regretful.”

"Is it okay to kill people and set fires? Aren't we a bunch of evil people?" Gu Mo said this deliberately while confronting Master Xuan Qing, and glanced at Chen Yihan.

Master Xuan Qing put on the expression of an old man and said with a smile: "You are already a grown-up, why are you still so willful? Okay, you guys should have a good rest."

He stood up, followed by Chen Yihan.

I glanced at Chen Yihan.

He refused to answer Chen Xiaoqiu's questions and hid something. I really wanted to know, but I felt that I shouldn't be the one to intervene in this matter. Speaking of which, this may be regarded as a family matter of the Chen family.

When Master Xuan Qing walked to the door, he looked back at us and said, "No matter what, you all survived. Keep up the good work."

The two turned off the lights in the ward, left the ward, and closed the door.

Through the glass window, I saw the two people walking away.

"Mo Wen's death will be counted as a node." Nangong Yao suddenly said.

"What?" I asked confused.

"An advanced point." Nangong Yao lay back on the bed.

In the darkness, Nangong Yao's voice was very clear.

"The future I see in Mo Wen is that he captures you and your sister, kills people for blood, and uses the blood of living people and your sister to stimulate you."

I shuddered and suddenly felt that the temperature in the ward seemed to have dropped.

"He wants to resurrect a person. Use your power to resurrect a person." Nangong Yao continued.

"No, no, doesn't he want to fulfill Liu Che's dream?" I interrupted Nangong Yao and blurted out.

What Mo Wen was thinking about was clearly Liu Che's dream, to see a world without ghosts on Liu Che's behalf.

Nangong Yao said calmly: "I don't know what's going on. He is different from ordinary ghosts and the ghosts we know. What I see is that he doesn't have that kind of obsession. He is different from other ghosts. Like living people, they can change their minds at any time. It's not like ghosts twisting their original obsessions after losing control, but directly changing their minds. At first, he probably wanted a world without ghosts, as you said. But then. , what he started to prepare became strange. It must be some kind of formation that I don't understand. Then... you died together."

I shuddered.

Nangong Yao said: "I saw hell."

"Hell?" the thin man asked, "The literal hell? The legendary hell? Suddenly the style of the painting is wrong, isn't it?"

"No, I did see hell. You seem to have done something wrong. The past has been changed, but not for the better, but for the worse." Nangong Yao said, "I saw a world where ghosts are rampant. All living people can see ghosts and become prey."

I feel so cold inside.

In other words, if Mo Wen had not died and I had changed the past under his threat control, I would have ended up...

Could that be the worst effect of the butterfly effect?

"There is nothing wrong with killing him in advance. This may not be the optimal solution, but it is not the worst result either," Nangong Yao said.