Start a Dome

"Are you all right, Dome?"

Stretching out his hand, Xia Mo tried to touch Kasuga Yeqiong's hand.

However, before touching it, I felt an extremely cold chill.

"It's so cold..."

Shivering violently, Xia Mo tried hard to open his eyes wide, looking at Kasuga Yeqiong in front of him.

Kasuga Yeqiong, reflected in Xia Mo's pupils, was emitting a faint black mist all over his body at this moment.The black mist was so thick that it even vaguely turned into a long-haired woman.

"?!"

The woman wore an extremely ferocious ghost mask on her face, as if realizing that Xia Mo could see her, she stretched her body suddenly, and brought the face wearing the scarlet ghost mask closer to Xia Mo.

Xia Mo could smell a faint smell of blood.

--boom!

With a scream, this group of women condensed from the black mist was directly scattered by Xia Mo's punch.

The crimson hideous ghost mask on her face was shattered into a large number of fragments.

woman:? ? ?

Everything that happened in an instant, Xia Mo's speed was so fast that the woman had no time to resist.

Chapter 3-Red Wisdom

"Ok?"

Kasuga Yeqiong, whose body was trembling slightly, seemed to hear an inexplicable scream. She subconsciously raised her head, only to find that Xia Mo was looking straight at her.

"..."

Somewhat panicked, he lowered his head again, and Kasuga Nokome looked terrified:

'He, what does he want to do? ! '

After a long time, a trace of warmth slowly spread from the top of her head to the surroundings.

The warmth drove away the cold, Kasuga Yeqiong looked at Xia Mo who stretched out his hand and rubbed his head, with a touch of anger and disgust in his tone: "Don't touch me!"

"Well."

With some reluctance, he withdrew his hand from Kasuga Yeqiong's little head, looking at the red-rimmed Chunga Yeqiong, Xia Mo smiled: "When Qiong was being bullied by him, why didn't you dare to refute him?"

Kasuga Yeqiong bit his lip slightly, looked at Xia Mo silently, and didn't say a word.

"Well, forget it."

"He's already been cleaned up by me, which can be regarded as a sigh of relief for Qiong."

Stretching out his hand, Xia Mo said: "Xing should have introduced me to you. My name is Xia Mo. Using your Japanese titles, Xia is the surname and Mo is the first name."

"Xia Mo?"

Kasuga Yeqiong looked at Xia Mo suspiciously, and whispered Shen Xia's language.

"Will Qiong speak the words of our Shenxia?"

Looking at Kasuga Yeqiong in surprise, Xia Mo asked curiously.

"Well... learned a little bit."

"That's good. After all, Qiong will live in Shenxia for a period of time. Knowing the language here is not enough."

"By the way, where is Qiong's luggage?"

Looking at the backpack the girl was holding in her arms, Xia Mo was puzzled.

Seeming to be a little impatient, Kasuga Nokome frowned and said, "The luggage will be delivered at night."

"At night?"

"So, now go back and see where you live, or go to the mall to buy some daily necessities?"

Wiping the tears on his face with his sleeve, Kasuga Yeqiong looked at Xia Mo with an extremely serious expression: "Go back!"

......

At the airport at this time, it is extremely difficult to hail a taxi.

The cold wind was howling, and Kasugano Dome, who was wearing a thin foreign dress, couldn't help shaking.

"Is it cold?"

"It's not cold." Kasugano Dome trembled expressionlessly.

Shaking his head helplessly, Xia Mo took off his coat and put it on Chung Yeqiong's shivering shoulders: "At this time, Luo City, even though it is autumn, is no different from winter."

"Didn't Xing tell you to wear more clothes?"

Seeming to be disgusted with Xia Mo taking the initiative to put his clothes on her body, Kasuga Yeqiong frowned: "I said it."

"Then why are you still wearing it?"

"I like."

"..."

Neither of them is good at communicating, so after only a short conversation, they fell into a long silence.

Xia Mo's black coat was not very thick, but when it was draped over Kasuga Yeqiong's body, it gave the girl a faint warmth in her heart.

Holding the mobile phone in both hands, he raised his head and looked at Xia Mo who gave up his coat to himself, wearing thin clothes and standing calmly in the cold wind, Kasuga Yeqiong's eyes were turbulent.

Why do you have to be so nice to yourself?

I am not related to him, and I am obviously a person who will die at some point, why should I be so kind to myself?

Shaking his head in confusion, Kasugano looked at the phone silently.

On the other side, Xia Mo's dark eyes were unknowingly covered with a faint layer of black mist.

"It's strange...is it really Prajna?"

From time to time, a faint black air gushes out from Kasuga Yeqiong's body.The black air gradually condensed together, turning into a looming long-haired woman.

Xia Mo frowned: "But why is Prajna attached to Qiong's body?"

"Also, this Prajna seems to be..."

The woman's face was wearing a red hideous ghost mask. Under Xia Mo's eyes, the red ghost mask became lifelike, and the blood-red pupils seemed to be faintly glowing red.The entire mask seems to be attached to the woman's face, and it is integrated with the woman's body.

Hannya is a ghost in Japanese legend.

Generally, there are three types of Wisdom: White Wisdom, Laughing Wisdom, and Red Wisdom.

Among the three kinds of prajna, only the red prajna is the most ferocious. It kills without reason, just like a child who has not been dyed, it kills when it wants to, and eats when it wants to eat.

The birth of Prajna stems from the jealousy in people's hearts.

Legend has it that when a woman feels jealous of someone, her soul will be separated from her body, and she will be able to attack or even kill the person she is jealous of.

And when the blood-stained soul returns to the body, if the rationality can be restored, this state is called 'generation'.

And when hatred completely occupies the heart, then the person will degenerate into an evil ghost, that is, Prajna.

This legend is ridiculous. If you are really jealous of others, you can become prajna, then the whole world will be prajna.

What made Xia Mo feel puzzled and perplexed was that this Prajna was obviously a red Prajna, but it was several times weaker than he expected, and could even be crushed by his punch.

"Hanruo's body shape and appearance, no matter how you look at it, it won't be Qiong... In other words, a certain person has developed jealousy towards Qiong in his heart, so he turned into Prajna and attached himself to Qiong's body?"

"No wonder Xing said that Qiong's body has been weak since she was a child... Being swallowed up by this kind of thing every day, it's no wonder she's not weak."

Seeing the girl's pale face, and her thin and petite body becoming weak in the wind, Xia Mo pursed her lips, and the black mist that was attached to her pupils slowly dissipated.

After waiting for about half an hour, a taxi finally arrived.Xia Mo stopped the taxi, opened the door, and let Kasuga Yeqiong, who was holding the phone, go up first.

After reporting the address to the taxi driver, Xia Mo sat next to Kasuga Yeqiong.

The distance in the taxi is only a little, so no matter how Kasuga Yeqiong moves his body away from Xia Mo, the two of them are still very close.

Putting his backpack in the middle to block it seemed to make him feel more secure. He glanced at Xia Mo who had been silent since just now, and Kasuga Yeqiong rested his head on the window boredly, looking at the landscape.

Putting his eyes back on Kasuga Yeqiong, Xia Mo turned on his phone.

"have time?"

"What's the matter? I finally plan to give up the code words, women's clothing satisfies us?"

Seeing Luo Li's idiotic smile, Xia Mo's face twitched fiercely.

"No, Sister Luo, do you feel uncomfortable recently?"

"No, I eat and drink well recently, that is, someone's days are too short, so I want to tie her into a small black room."

"...Don't talk about these things, what the hell is she? You should use the words correctly! I won't change from him to her!"

"It's not just something, it's business! Are you worthy of my rewards?"

Xia Mo said simply: "I'm sorry."

Being choked, Luo Li scratched his hair, wondering: "...Stinky boy, what do you want to come to me all of a sudden?"

"It's just a whim to care about you, Sister Luo."

"Pull it down. Usually, if you come to me for something, you definitely treat me like a tool and use it at will. For example, today, it's a good thing that I'm near the airport. What if I'm not here?"

"In the airport, there are real guns and live ammunition."

Xia Mo was silent for two seconds: "I have evidence, and the security guard, who was there at the time, actually watched Qiong being bullied..."

"So what if there is evidence? Like I suspected that you were a fugitive, I caught you in a small black room and coded every day. Do you need evidence? (Funny)"

Luo Li was joking playfully.

With an extremely calm face, Xia Mo said: "Anyway, I'd better be more careful recently, and if you have anything to do, you can send me a message."

"After all, among all the tools... Among the readers, only you, Sister Luo, are the most useful."