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INK, mural

This time was the only time Mo Hen went out without a destination.

She only brought her wallet and mobile phone, put on a new eye mask, and went out directly.

After leaving the door and walking for less than ten minutes, she realized that she was lost.

But that's right, although she is not a road addict, she goes out every day either because of school or because of the plot. When she rarely goes out for a walk, she realizes that she doesn't know much about the world.

She had no choice but to jump up to the eaves to see if there were any landmark buildings.

In the distance, she seemed to see a huge circular building standing in a colorful place. It seemed to be an amusement park.

Mo Hen jumped off the eaves and walked there. It wasn't because she wanted to go, it was just because she was bored. Really...

After buying the ticket, Mo Hen walked aimlessly inside. The lively atmosphere around her seemed a bit incongruous with her. Among the countless bright colors, the only remaining touch of ink must be very conspicuous, but when used on this girl

, but it seems so unreal.

Mo Hen seemed to be regretting it now. She really shouldn't have come here because she had never been to an amusement park and didn't know what to do.

The most ridiculous thing is that this amusement park seems to belong to the Mo Shang Group.

In the distance, Mo Hen seemed to see a castle-like building. She walked directly towards it without thinking. In front of the castle, two big characters were written crookedly: Haunted House.

This castle is really big and strange, but it seems that few tourists dare to enter it because it looks so gloomy.

Mo Hen stepped forward and walked in. The light in the room was very weak, but it did not pose any threat to her who was born with the ability to walk at night. When she walked into a certain room, the space was very large, but it was a bit shabby. The strangest thing was that here

Very empty. No furniture, not even a chair.

But there are many murals hanging on the walls of the room. These murals are made with precious dyes and seem to tell the story of another person from one person's perspective.

The first picture is called 'Birth'. It shows a fair-skinned baby girl sleeping in an exquisite cradle. Next to the cradle are a burly man with medium black hair and a four or five-year-old girl. The man

She has a delicate face, her silver eyes look tenderly at the baby in the cradle, and her deeply furrowed eyebrows will never relax... Wait a minute... forever? How do you know...

Mo Hen also started to frown.

The second picture is called 'Growth'. The picture shows a little girl who is still fair-skinned, but looks about five or six years old, with long dark hair hanging around her waist, and a teenage girl with blond hair and green eyes.

The little girl was playing around, but her eyes were deep.

Mo Hen's brows furrowed a little tighter.

The third picture is called 'War'. On the picture, a group of people with bat wings are fighting with a group of people with angel wings. The background is the flames of war. Even such a fierce scene shows a sense of sadness.

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Mo Hen looked at one picture after another, and his brows furrowed a little more every time he looked at one. There seemed to be something in his mind that was ready to come out.

Finally, the ink mark stopped in front of a painting with a strange expression. It was a picture full of blood. The burly man fell in a pool of blood, and his handsome face that had gone through many vicissitudes of life was stained with blood. A

The dark-haired girl sat on the blood next to him, her forehead bangs covering her eyes, and her expression could not be seen clearly.

Mo Hen looked at this picture and felt a strange feeling lingering in his mind.

"Father..." It was a voice as cold and ethereal as the breeze.


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