A group of mercenaries looked like fools as they watched the mad woman in front of them claw at her body with the long nails of both hands. The delicate and white skin was suddenly scratched with deep wounds that could be seen in the bones.
"Get out! Get out! I tell you to get out!!"
The woman screamed crazily and kept clawing at her body with her hands. She looked like crazy and extremely terrifying.
"Hey! Girl, what are you doing? Stop it!!"
The captain of the mercenary team couldn't stand it any longer, and quickly ran forward to stop this crazy woman from committing suicide.
The woman raised her head sharply, staring fiercely at the mercenary captain with a pair of blood-red eyes.
The mercenary captain grunted and swallowed a mouthful of saliva. His whole body felt extremely stiff, and he felt as if he was being stared at by a man-eating beast.
"Girl, you..."
Just as the mercenary captain was about to speak, the crazy woman suddenly rushed over, grabbed the mercenary captain's head with one hand, and pierced his skull directly with her long nails.
In the blink of an eye, the mercenary captain who was still alive and kicking turned into a mummy.
"Ghost!! Ghost!!!"
When the mercenaries saw that their captain had been turned into a mummy by the woman, they thought they had seen something terrifying. They were so frightened that they even left the carriage and jumped off the carriage to flee.
The crazy woman doesn't seem to want to let these people go.
Her body flashed, and she kept appearing behind each mercenary. Each time, she grabbed the mercenary's head with her claws, and the next moment the mercenary turned into a mummy.
In a short period of time, all the mercenaries died.
The mad woman stood among a dozen corpses, her eyes were red, and her chest was heaving violently. The chest that she had scratched and could not see now stopped bleeding, and even the deep scars began to fade away.
's healed.
After a while, the woman stood there blankly, her blood-red eyes gradually returning to their original color.
She stared blankly at the mummies around her, then suddenly started crying, covering her face with her hands and squatting on the ground, her sobs echoing in the open field.
"What should I do? What should I do? Damn it, she's out again!"
The woman cried for a while, and her body began to tremble violently. She stood up suddenly, the expression on her face became twisted and ferocious again, and her eyes began to become bloodshot again.
"No, no! Get out! Who asked you to come out!"
The woman yelled crazily and her body began to twist.
The woman shouted in pain, and quickly took out a small wooden sculpture from her waist. She placed the wooden sculpture in front of her eyes, staring at the wooden sculpture without blinking, and the frequency of shaking on her body began to slowly decrease. The redness in her eyes
se also began to slowly fade away again.
After a while, the woman became completely quiet. She fell to the ground with a thud, hugging the wooden sculpture tightly to her chest with both hands, and a series of tears fell from her eyes.
"What should I do, what should I do... I am not a witch, I am Kuro, I am not a witch, I don't want to be a witch!!!"
"Old guy!! It was you who made me become like this!! I made you die badly!!!"
A shrill roar came from the empty wilderness.
Half a day later.
A woman walked in from the door of a small inn.
This woman's hair was disheveled and she looked extremely embarrassed. Her upper body was only covered with some torn strips of cloth.
"Wow! Look, this woman is so beautiful!" One person praised.
"Yeah...but it's a pity that she looks like a crazy woman." Another person shook his head regretfully.
The person who spoke before smiled sinisterly, rubbed his chin with his right hand, and said meaningfully: "Crazy women are good..."
"Oh? What do you mean?"
The two looked at each other and laughed.
The woman came to the counter, smiled reluctantly, and asked the shopkeeper: "Excuse me, have you ever seen a thin, fair-skinned, and handsome man? His surname is Han."
The old shopkeeper lowered his head, pushed the frame on the bridge of his nose, looked at the embarrassed woman up and down, and said, "I've seen you before, he stayed with us for a while, but he has left.
"
When the woman heard this, she suddenly became pleasantly surprised and asked hurriedly: "Then do you know where he went?"
The old shopkeeper thought for a while, shook his head and said, "That's not clear."
The woman nodded disappointedly.
"Then...please give me a table of food and wine."
The old shopkeeper looked the woman in front of him up and down again and said doubtfully: "Girl, your whole body and clothes are in tatters. I'm afraid... you don't have money to pay for the meal?"
The woman was stunned when she heard this, groped with her hands for a while, and said with a wry smile: "Yes, I have lost all my belongings."
The old shopkeeper nodded and said, "I think you are pitiful, just take a few steamed buns and go."
The woman nodded gratefully.
"Please wait."
After a while, a waiter trotted over from behind carrying a plate of steamed buns.
"Thank you, thank you."
The woman gratefully took the steamed bun and took a big bite on it, leaving several black marks on the bun with her dirty little hands.
The man's eyes greedily roamed over the woman's skin that was barely covered under her torn clothes.
The woman noticed the guy's gaze and quickly turned around and ran out of the inn.
"It's so pitiful that such a beautiful girl ended up in such a crazy state." The old shopkeeper looked at the back of the leaving woman with regret.
"Let's go, follow!"
The two guys who had attracted this woman's attention earlier looked at each other and smiled, got up and left the inn.
The sun sets, and night engulfs this deserted border city.
In Bianhuang City, every house is brightly lit, and the joyful laughter of the people comes from the windows.
A couple wearing thick clothes held hands and whispered under the wall.
The night wind turned cold, and a few strands of cool breeze blew up the fallen leaves on the ground, and the withered yellow leaves were spinning in the air.
The woman walked desolately on the desolate and lonely street, her thin body trembling slightly, and a few wisps of night wind blew her tattered clothes.
Thousands of lights were on, and the lights were reflected in front of the woman, and a long shadow was drawn.
"Miss, will you play with us?"
Two wretched guys suddenly jumped out from the shadow next to her, smiling and approaching the woman.
"You, what do you want to do!? Don't come here! Don't force me! Don't force me to kill someone!"
"Haha, why don't you come over if you tell me not to come over? I have to come over, hahaha."
The two guys laughed wildly and forced themselves forward to tear the woman's clothes off, their eyes revealing their greedy looks.
"ah!"
The woman screamed and her body trembled violently.
Peng!
There was a soft sound, and the woman's long and messy hair suddenly stood up. Her eyes were blood red, and her hands quickly grabbed the two guys' heads. The two instantly collapsed to the ground and turned into two mummies.
"No! No! Get out!"
The woman held her head in her hands, rolled on the ground in pain, and banged her head against the wall crazily.
Bang bang~ The sound of impact kept coming.
"No, no..."
The woman was horrified and quickly took out the wooden carving from her waist and looked at the wooden carving with her eyes.
As the expression in her eyes gradually became softer, the crazy look gradually receded.
In the desolate night, the woman squatted in the corner, holding the wooden sculpture tightly with her hands and crying silently.
You have a special physique and are born with two souls. One yin and one yang, one evil and one good. Your yin soul will become more and more powerful as your thoughts of killing increase, while your yang soul will become stronger as your thoughts of killing increase.
You are getting weaker and weaker. If you want to restrain the power of the yin soul, you must not be emotional in this life. The seven emotions and six yu are weakened, and the desire to kill will be reduced. If you are emotional, the desire to kill will also follow. This is your fate.
You can't escape or get rid of it.
If you want to control your own yin soul, you must constantly replenish your vitality. This vitality can come from yourself, or it can be taken from others. But remember, the more vitality you absorb from others, the more your twin souls will grow.
Powerful. When one day, you can't help but feel emotional, then the thoughts of killing will surge out like evil ghosts. From then on, every time you kill one more person, you will have one more thoughts of killing. And at this time, your two souls will
Then they will start to compete with each other for the right to speak in your body. When the yin soul is dominant, you can't help but kill people. At this time, your murderous thoughts will not appear. But when your yang soul is dominant, everything will
Never kill anyone, otherwise, the thought of killing will arise!
In the woman's mind, words that a person said to her many years ago gradually resounded.
"How could this happen...how could this happen...Hasn't my soul been expelled from my body? How could this be possible? It must be that damn old man! It must be him! He lied to me! He lied to me!!!
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The woman held her head in pain.
On the street, a tall and sturdy figure appeared and gradually walked up to the woman.
"Are you okay?"
The man has a handsome face with sharp angles like a knife chopping an axe.
The woman quickly squeezed into the corner, but she had no way to retreat.
The man smiled slightly and said, "Don't be nervous, I don't mean any harm."
Hearing this, the woman raised her head and looked at the man.
The moment the man saw the woman's face, his heart pounded loudly, as if something had touched his heartstrings heavily.
"Hello, don't be afraid. Are you having any difficulties?"
The man's heartbeat quickened, he quickly squatted down, took out a set of clothes from behind, and threw it on the woman.
The woman quickly dodged.
"Don't be afraid, be good..." the man said softly, for fear of disturbing the woman, he gently put the clothes on the woman's shoulders.
"Who are you?" the woman asked.
The man laughed softly and said, "My name is Li Chengfeng. What is that you are holding in your arms? Is it a wood carving? Is that you the one carving in the wood?"
the man asked softly.
The woman hugged the wooden sculpture tightly to her chest in fear.
snap
A cigarette that was soaked with sweat and somewhat tattered fell from the woman's body.
"What is this?" The man picked up the small roll curiously.
"Give it back!"
The woman snatched the cigarette away.
"Okay, I won't touch it. Are you hungry? I'll take you to eat?"
The man looked at the woman's face with tender eyes.dd