Twins in Tibet

The black car drove into an old compound, and a servant in Tang suit came to help open the door, and respectfully led Mo Huailin and his son to the living room.The cool sunset dragged their figures long.The little Mo Xunran walked in the silent corridor where there was no one else except Mo Huailin and that servant, and suddenly felt a sense of despair in his heart.

"I have met my uncle Tang, this is the little boy Mo Xunran. Come, Xunran, I have met your uncle Tang." Mo Huailin ordered Mo Xunran after bending down to salute.

The bright hall has a solemn atmosphere, and the furniture reflects a sense of death under the lights.Empty, cold, and unpopular, this is the feeling of the whole hall.Mo Xunran shifted his gaze to the direction pointed by Plastering Olin, but he didn't pay his respects as his father ordered, but looked at this person carefully. The person sitting on the dark red sofa gave him a dangerous feeling .An old man about five or sixty years old.With gray hair and eagle eyes, he looked at Mo Xunran, who was only three years old, with a sense of scrutiny.

"You are Mo Xunran? Mo Huailin's son?" The old man's voice was deliberately majestic and oppressive.Being in a high position all year round, if the patriarch of the Mo family deliberately oppresses others, it is absolutely unacceptable for ordinary people, especially for a child who is only three years old.

But Mo Xunran gave him a different reaction.Even though the little child was standing and not as tall as the sitting Mo family, he still released the breath of death on his body without fear.It is said that I have never eaten pork but I have seen pigs run.In the three years of Mo Xunran's life, he has devoured a lot of souls, and some of those souls still maintain the aura of the habits they had before they were alive.Mo Xunran has experienced all kinds of aura.

The deep dead air filled the cold and empty room, making people shudder.After all, Mo Huailin is young, unlike the Mo family who have been fighting on the battlefield for a long time, and are already trembling with fright from the death energy exuded by Mo Xunran.The old man was better, but his face became pale, and he was secretly surprised, this child is only three years old, how could he have such a powerful aura?If it can be cultivated well, in time, this child will be the best heir of the family.

No matter how shocked he was, no matter how satisfied he was with the child's performance, the old man's decision would not change.Satisfied with the results of such an initial test, the head of the Mo family refrained from his arrogance.Afterwards, the little Mo Xunran also withdrew the dead energy in his body.

"Mo Huailin, yes, I am very satisfied with this child. You have made great achievements this time, don't worry, I will reward you. Now, you can go." The old man turned his head and told Mo Huailin who was standing stupidly by the side .Such an outstanding child, he can't wait to take the next test.

"Yes. Huailin is leaving first, see you again, Uncle Tang." After speaking, he left as if fleeing.He didn't know that a layer of sadness and desolation slowly appeared in the eyes of the child behind him.Deep despair and determination were carved on the expressionless face.Gradually, all the emotions in those eyes were buried, leaving only a void.

The head of the Mo family did not see such an expression either. He was on the phone with an excited expression: "Get the instruments ready immediately. I will go to the laboratory in person. I will bring you new experimental products."

After hanging up the phone, he walked to Mo Xunran's side: "My child, come with me. Let me see what advantages you have." He had completely forgotten that he was still a child, a three-year-old child, who was in the middle of acting like a spoiled child. , children who need the love of their parents.

Mo Xunran followed the head of the Mo family without saying a word.Go around the big yard, come to the old man's living room alone, press the switch at the head of the bed, and follow the narrow but bright road to a place that looks like an underground hospital.The ceiling above the head and the surrounding walls are almost all lights, illuminating the entire basement without a trace of shadow.People in white coats were busy back and forth.

Seeing the head of the Mo clan coming in with a child, everyone stopped what they were doing and bowed neatly: "I have met the head of the clan."

"Okay, hurry up and test this child's body to see if it can meet our requirements."

"Yes, patriarch."

Then several people came forward, grabbed Mo Xunran's hands and feet, stripped off his clothes first, and then lifted him onto a laboratory bench.During this process, Mo Xunran didn't make a single sound.Like a breathing puppet.

Mo Xunran's small body was filled with colorful wires in a blink of an eye.The white figure began to shake in front of the eyes, and a sentence was reported from time to time: "Blood pressure is 110mmHg systolic and 75mmHg diastolic is normal."

"RBC average blood protein: 30 normal"

"Mean corpuscular hemoglobin H29 normal"

"LDL cholesterol H3 normal"

"The body contains a large amount of unknown aura, which contains extremely high energy. It is currently impossible to determine the nature of this power. The muscles and veins are unblocked, and the bones are fine. Generally speaking, the physique is very good. Preliminary confirmation, you can accept our injection, and Since it has not yet developed, it can be completely transformed according to the wishes of the patriarch. The success rate is as high as 70.00%." ​​People in white coats, white hats and masks spoke out the results of the inspection one by one.Someone nearby was observing the data on the computer, and someone else recorded the inspection results and various data one by one.

"Okay, okay, first study the power in his body and find a way to control it. No matter what, you can't let him escape. Also, the injection of ephedrine will not cause any harm to his body, right? Will it affect the power in his body?" The indifferent and serious look of the head of the Mo family has long since disappeared, replaced by a kind of ecstasy, looking at Mo Xunran's aunt is like looking at a treasure.

I don't know how many times this kind of experiment has been carried out, but it has always been unsuccessful. Now he finally got a better test product. He said that if the ground one is to succeed, he must cultivate a peerless machine, a machine that can do everything.At that time, the whole earth will be under the Mo family's control.

"No, ephedrine will only make his consciousness dependent. Under our drug control, his body will not be affected much. The strength in the body will not be affected either. However, from the point of view just now, This child has a strong will. I’m afraid we need hypnosis to disrupt his consciousness. Can you ask the patriarch to tell us something about this child, and we can find a starting point as soon as possible.”

"His name is Mo Xunran, he is three years old, and he was poisoned dumb by his mother when he was just born—" The excited old man told all the things that came out of the investigation, even though the people in this underground hospital had experienced too much There are still people who are moved by this poor child.

The children on the experimental bench listened indifferently to their own stories being told by others, their dark eyes were filled with emptiness and terror.How innocent are children?Why take the blame for the mistakes these grown-ups make?In a corner that no one noticed, a crystal drop of water quietly fell from the corner of a young doctor's eye.