The dream scene passes by quickly.

Mo Xiaoling, who grew up, could not stay at home all the time. She walked out of the house and went to more places, which also meant that she would see more scenes of death.

Many scenes of ghosts killing in my consciousness, and my eyes saw the scene of Mo Xiaoling being tortured by side effects every time.

She has grown up and can tell what she has encountered. But her parents don’t understand and feel uneasy. Because after growing up, Mo Xiaoling’s eyes are still “very good” and can still see them.

"You can't tell anyone outside."

"You've read it wrong."

"Don't talk nonsense!"

"If you lie, I will hit you!"

Mo Xiaoling's parents' attitude became more and more tough. The grandparents who lived with her did not tolerate her "weirdness", but instead felt foul.

"This kind of child doesn't live long and causes trouble for the family." Mo Xiaoling's grandmother muttered.

She does not value boys over girls, but she is superstitious that Mo Xiaoling has yin and yang eyes, which means bad luck. She does not talk to Mo Xiaoling, does not look at Mo Xiaoling, and even quarrels about moving to her daughter's house, and does not live with her son.

Mo Xiaoling fell silent, becoming quieter and quieter. She would not tell her family if she saw something again.

I saw her crying alone in the quilt, gritting her teeth and supporting her side effects.

The scene changed.

Mo Xiaoling was still in bed. The side effects this time gave Mo Xiaoling a fever and a headache. She was confused and lying weakly on the bed, unable to move.

Mo Xiaoling's mother thought she was sick. She held Mo Xiaoling's cheek and pressed it against her forehead to feel Mo Xiaoling's body temperature.

In a trance, the scene of death that Mo Xiaoling saw flooded into her mother's mind.

When I saw the woman's face change drastically, I pushed Mo Xiaoling away and screamed.

Mo Xiaoling was awakened, opened her eyes and looked at her mother lying on the ground.

"Mom..." she shouted, her voice like a newborn kitten and puppy, without any strength.

Mo Xiaoling's mother rolled on the ground, screaming in pain.

Someone came in outside.

Mo Xiaoling's father hugged his wife.

"What's going on? What's wrong with you? Lingling..." The man glanced at Mo Xiaoling and then withdrew his gaze.

Mo Xiaoling's grandparents walked in, talking nonsense.

They went to call an ambulance, but before the ambulance came, Mo Xiaoling's mother let out a shocking scream, and the voice hanged up, and it came to an abrupt end. She opened her eyes, her hands and head were hanging.

Mo Xiaoling's consciousness began to blur. The pain in her body was slightly relieved. The relaxed nerves made her faint.

"I said it long ago! She is a scoundrel! She is going to kill us!" Mo Xiaoling's grandmother said in fear.

They didn't know what was going on, they only knew that Mo Xiaoling's mother went to see Mo Xiaoling's condition and suddenly died. Her performance before her death was very similar to Mo Xiaoling's original pain.

I had a little sympathy for Mo Xiaoling.

Regardless of her future, Mo Xiaoling was just a helpless little girl at this moment. She was less than ten years old and lost her mother. She was sent to the hospital by her father. She was alone in the hospital without anyone taking care of her. No one could treat her condition.

The families of patients in the same ward all sympathized with the little girl. They didn't know anything, but instead they would express kindness to Mo Xiaoling. The doctors and nurses in the hospital also took good care of Mo Xiaoling.

Mo Xiaoling didn't dare to run around, for fear of seeing the scene of death.

She still has a fever and sometimes she can't help but fall asleep, not so conscious.

"It was originally the same hospital bed. There was a boy who was thrown here by his parents."

"Take it here?"

"Yes. It seems that there is no father, just a single mother. He was hospitalized for two weeks and his mother didn't even pay the medical expenses, so the person didn't come. He kept asking for his mother and was very guilty."

"Have you found it? Didn't you look for the hospital?"

"I looked for it. I couldn't find it. He was not cured. If he didn't treat it properly, it would be bad. If the minor illness turned into a serious illness, the person would be gone. We donated money to cremate him and sent it to burial."

What Mo Xiaoling heard in her misty eyes passed through my ears.

I felt a trace of yin energy appear under the bed. Something climbed up along the foot of the bed.

This yin energy is somewhat familiar to me. This is the yin energy that Mo Xiaoling saw in her infantile period.

It was a coincidence that she could be said to be in the inpatient department of the same hospital according to fate and was lying on that bed.

This should be a situation that all those with abilities like us will encounter.

At this moment, Mo Xiaoling had no resistance to this.

The Yin Qi slowly penetrated into her body, trying to invade her heart and occupy her body.

I felt that this yin energy did not become a climate. It did not even condense the body of a ghost. The dead child did not turn into a complete ghost, but just left an obsession with wanting to find his mother.

Mo Xiaoling moved her body uncomfortable.

She heard a murmur in her ear. A young childish voice kept repeating "Mom".

Mom...Mom...

Mom is dead.

Mo Xiaoling suddenly thought.

She recalled the scene when her mother fell down and rolled in pain on the ground. That look was not good-looking, not the graceful way of death of a movie actress.

Mo Xiaoling felt that she would die like that one day.

The sound in my ear stopped.

The tender voice became sharp and he screamed: "No! No death!"

Mo Xiaoling shivered, woke up, and opened her eyes.

She looked around in confusion.

The nurse who was chatting came over, "Are you awake? How do you feel? Are you still uncomfortable?"

Mo Xiaoling looked at the nurse in a daze and shook her head.

The nurse sighed, "Your dad is a little busy. He will come to see you later."

Mo Xiaoling didn't say anything.

She heard what grandma said. She killed her mother and her father would not come.

"You are lying!" The boy's voice rang again.

Mo Xiaoling looked down at her heart. She felt chest tightness, and she was also sure that the sound came from her chest.

Although he didn't know what was going on, Mo Xiaoling was not afraid at all.

She has seen too many terrifying death scenes, and has had several near-death experiences.

I found that Mo Xiaoling had already taken the lead in deafness at this time. The death of a person was not a terrifying thing for her. Even if the person who died was her mother, she was not very touched.

The ghost's residual body accompanied Mo Xiaoling for a long time.

He has never condensed and formed, nor has he clear thinking. He just kept calling his mother, affecting Mo Xiaoling subconsciously. Mo Xiaoling is not an ordinary child. She felt that the sound was very noisy and felt that he made him uncomfortable in his body.

That's all.

Mo Xiaoling's father finally came to pick her up and discharged from the hospital. However, he did not dare to touch Mo Xiaoling, so he only carried a small bag and asked Mo Xiaoling to go with him.

"I signed up for you for a residential school, and the transfer procedures have been completed." Mo Xiaoling's father said.

Mo Xiaoling didn't answer the conversation.

"You go to school, study hard and listen to the teacher." Her father said to himself.

Mo Xiaoling suddenly stopped and looked into the middle of the road.
Chapter completed!