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marked me as present for all classes, and even the subject teachers, including the most difficult one, Xie Dingding, didn't mention that Mu Xiaoqiao hadn't been thereJust as I was puzzled, several Ma...I was captivated by the sudden curve of his lips.

Although Mu Wanchen isn't a poker-faced ice mountain, he usually appears indifferent and when he gets angry, he's very fierce. In short, he rarely smiles.

I've never seen his hearty laugh, nor have I ever seen him grinning.

His smile was gentle, but his eyes held a deep and profound melancholy that wouldn't fade.

But just now, I put on a pretense and recited a classic passage I had memorized since childhood, but he suddenly smiled softly.

And finished the classic saying.

I knew I hadn't read as many books as him, and discussing anything in front of him would be like showing off childish skills.

But he suddenly praised me for my compassion, which made me a little embarrassed.

In our household, I'm probably the least compassionate person...

I don't practice medicine, and of course I'm not qualified to. As for studying, I only put in effort when there were exams, barely passing just so as not to disgrace my family—mainly, not to disgrace my senior brother.

I usually don't have to worry about things at home. My senior brothers and sisters take care of everything perfectly, I don't even get a chance to lend a hand.

My elder sister is about the same age as me, but her treatment is different. She's so well-behaved and never causes trouble!

Compared to this, I'm far behind.

But after all, being born into a medical family, watching others suffer and be tormented by pain and illness, I still can't help but feel compassion.

That's why I called Long Xiaoge to my house to recover from his injuries.

Long Xiaoge and Mu Wanchen look a bit alike, but he himself said that everyone betrayed him, and his people scattered. Seeing how thin he is, you know he hasn't been taken care of well.

It would be great if you stayed at my place to recover. I can provide food, lodging, a personal doctor, and special dietary meals.

"Since she's spoken, you might as well come along. The poison on you isn't so easy to remove." Mu Wanchen said to Long Xiao with a good mood.

Long Xiaogē showed great respect to Great Witch King's identity. He nodded and said, "Alright, I'm too lazy to count how much I owe you. I'll return the favor when I have the chance in the future."

"Don't worry about it so much, we're both in the same boat." I smiled at him.

The more Lao Zhang thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong.

He knew the dangers of raising a little ghost, so he dared to come back to properly dispose of it.

He also knew about the things buried at the door to ward off evil, and he was carrying a hunting rifle with him, trying to be brave. Although his words did not reveal too much, his demeanor was somewhat unusual.

Ordinary people cherish their lives and would never know that they would lose their lives here, yet they still desperately run back to die.

And he had done some preparations—we finally found traces of his car, discovering that he had covered it with a camouflage cloth, and inside the car was a barrel of gasoline.

Anyone with common sense knows how dangerous gasoline is. Maybe it's his spare fuel, but just leaving it on the passenger seat like that, wouldn't he be worried about it catching fire or exploding

"...He might want to die together, or perhaps kill." Long Xiao suddenly spoke.

"What do you mean Who are you going to die with, and who are you going to kill" I asked, confused.

"His sweetheart." Long Xiao kicked aside the camouflage cloth and checked the car thoroughly, making sure there were no hidden dangers.

"Why would he risk his life coming back to murder his sweetheart If he didn't want to be involved with her, he could just stay in the country! " I scratched my head: "It's not like they bump into each other every day back home. This place is so far away, wouldn't he be asking for trouble by coming back"

"Long Xiaogē briefly explained, "In Southeast Asia and the South China Sea, magic is prevalent. His sweetheart might have put a curse on him. He felt something was wrong with his body and mind, plus there were little ghosts, so he had to come back regularly."

Curses, or *jin*, are a branch of witchcraft. According to legend, in Southeast Asia, there is a type of love curse called *love jin*. Some women go to sorcerers to cast a love curse on their lovers so that they won't be abandoned.

Actually, this is all self-inflicted suffering. A person who hurts you should be as far away from you as possible. Why bother staying around and making both of you unhappy, and bearing all sorts of karmic debts

As the moon set, after carefully checking the car, we found Lao Zhang had put a box of mineral water and compressed biscuits in the trunk.

I used mineral water to wash the blood off my hands, and I discovered that both my index finger and middle finger nails were broken, cutting into the flesh. The water stung terribly when it hit the wounds.

"Here are some Band-Aids." Long Xiao handed over two.

Band-Aids don't work either, they can't disinfect or relieve pain...the only use is to cover it up so Mu Wanchen doesn't see it.

Mu Wanchen was standing at the upwind position, her eyes slightly closed, seemingly doing something.

I quickly plastered on a bandage and brushed past, whispering, “What’s up Are we getting ready to leave”

Mù Wǎn Chén slowly opened his eyes, and for a moment, it seemed like a dark fluorescence flashed in them.

"There's a fishy smell in the wind…" He frowned slightly.

"Could it be that escaped giant snake Guiling Every time it appears, I feel that cold, fishy stench." I looked around nervously.

" ...That was still a water snake that hadn't become a dragon. The Dragon King must have relied on this giant snake to get the title of 'Dragon King' ... That giant snake should prefer to stay in the water, just now it was wounded and fled by Bai Ni, this fishy smell wasn't from it."

"... Whatever it is, let's get out of here quickly." Long Xiao said with a frown, "This place is too eerie. There are too many secrets hidden deep in the mountains and forests. It's not safe to stay here."

I quickly took out my car keys and started the car. This car still has a Chinese navigation system, which is much more convenient!

Mu Wanchen sat in the passenger seat, while Long Ge lay directly on the backseat, recuperating from his injuries.

I followed the navigation and drove down the rural road, bouncing along towards the border.

“You two big men, you don't even know how to drive! Making me drive this long distance by myself, how can you bear it!” I couldn't help but reach out and rub my bloodshot eyes, muttering a sarcastic comment to keep myself awake.

This terrible road is especially tiring to drive on. My arms are aching from gripping the steering wheel, but no one will let me take a break.

“If you feel it’s necessary... I can learn.” Mu Wanchen’s tone was somewhat apologetic. He gave me a deep look, his brow slightly furrowed.

He probably never thought about learning to drive, did he He can fly with a spell and has a magical barrier, he doesn't need a car.

Hearing him say that, I felt a little guilty. My disgust seemed rather unfounded; his previous world didn't need all this modern technology.

I can only force myself to stay awake and drive all night.

I haven't slept for so long, my eyes are red, swollen and sore. I've been driving for hours, surrounded by nothing but desolation. If it weren't for the GPS constantly working, I would have thought I was driving into uncharted territory.

When I saw familiar Chinese characters, I was so excited that I slapped the steering wheel.

"Hey hey, are we home now!" I exclaimed excitedly.

The slap of the gunshot echoed, and now it was the middle of the night outside. Everything around was dark. There were no other vehicles passing through the border inspection station.

The blare of the horn shattered the night, abrupt and grating.

I drove my car to the barrier at the immigration checkpoint, but there were no staff members to inspect me or open the barrier.

All was silent around, not even a flitting firefly dared to dance near the lightbulb.

Mu Wanchen narrowed his eyes and said in a low voice, "Someone's here."

"Person Where" I rubbed my eyes, staring intently out the windshield, scanning carefully. There was no one there

... ...

Two barely audible sounds rose up beside me.

Actually, there was no sound at all. It was just me catching a glimpse of the scene outside the car door and imagining the sounds "clunk, clunk" in my head!

A slender, thin finger, with a rounded and elongated nail, rested on the car window glass...l crisis was too heavy, so he cherished every blade of grass, every tree, and even insects like flowers and ants.This tiny sandbar was covered in a dense forest. My brother said that the fire-breathin...