Her figure was slender and graceful. Even at a glance, one would be amazed by her unadulterated elegance.
"Dong'er."
He took a step forward; excitement was written all over his face. For the first time, Mo Wen, who was usually calm, was excited.
But the girl didn't seem to hear him at all. She continued striding forward.
Mo Wen took a deep breath. The shock in his eyes slowly receded, but his gaze still remained fixed on the girl's silhouette.
They were way too alike! It was like a mirror image!
The girl that passed by Mo Wen just now was the spitting image of Mo Wen's sister from the other world, Mo Dong'er. Their faces, temperaments, figures… even their presences were alike.
Just now for a moment, he thought his sister had appeared in front of him. If wasn't for the fact that it was impossible for Mo Dong'er to appear on Earth, he would have surely mistaken the girl as Mo Dong'er.
In the other world, both Mo Wen's parents passed away rather early. His only close family member was his sister, Mo Dong'er.
So when he found out that his sister had an incurable disease, Mo Wen had felt like the whole world had come tumbling down.
For a few years, he had traveled across the world and tested hundreds of herbs, offering himself as the subject to experiment the medicine. But still, he couldn't cure his sister's disease, which was his biggest regret in his other life.
Staring at the figure gradually disappearing in front of his eyes, Mo Wen's facial expression shifted. After a while, he took a deep breath and chased after the girl.
In the library, the girl walked towards one of the tables and sat down. She read the book in her hand quietly.
Mo Wen sat down in the seat opposite the girl.
"Excuse me. What is your name?"
He blurted out the question without considering whether it was brusque.
The girl frowned slightly. She raised her head a little. A face, beautiful beyond comparison, appeared before Mo Wen's eyes.
All the titles of the Four Great Beauties [1] were unable to describe the girl before him. This beauty was like a snow lotus from the heavenly mountain; sacred and pure.
Just looking at her would inevitably induce a sense of peace and calm, achieving enlightenment. Any qualms, impulses, and anxieties would just be washed away.
Mo Wen stared at the face near him, falling into a trance again. It was too similar. Not just the face, but even her gentleness and elegant temperament were the same.
Why would a person who resembled his sister to such an extent appear all of a sudden? Of the countless worlds, was this really coincidence?
The girl looked at Mo Wen; her raised eyebrows relaxing slowly. She didn't say anything though, and instead lowered her head and returned to reading her book.
"Mo Dong'er?" Mo Wen testingly called out. Although the girl's intention of not wanting to be disturbed anymore was clear, he could only pretend he didn't see it.
"My name is Mo Qingge. Please do not disturb me from reading."
Mo Qingge's voice was ethereal, like a humming phoenix. Very few people could have voices as pure as hers.
"Mo Qingge!" Mo Wen muttered to himself. Suddenly his eyes shot wide open. He asked strangely, "Your surname is also Mo?"
"What else would you like to know? If there is nothing else, please leave."
Mo Qingge calmly looked at Mo Wen. Did he really not know her name? She should be a new student, otherwise how dare he flirt with her?
Mo Wen smiled unnaturally, his eyes looking dejected. Although she looked exactly like Mo Dong'er, in the end it wasn't her.
"In the future, if you have any problems, you can come and find me. My name is Mo Wen."
He took a deep breath. Knowing that forcing himself on a girl was rather brusque and rude, he got up and prepared to leave.
But the next second, his facial expression changed; it suddenly became gloomy. His rising body sat down again.
Mo Qingge looked confused. Why was someone who was about to leave sit down again?
But she didn't say anything, continuing to focus her attention on the book in front of her. She was as indifferent as a pool of still water, and Mo Wen was a clump of air; he could not affect her mood.
"You are ill."
Mo Wen said this with a ghastly face, because he had discovered that Mo Qingge had the exact same strange disease that his sister Mo Dong'er had! He did not dare to believe that this was true, that the world would have such a coincidence.
Up until now, Mo Wen have no idea what the cause was for Mo Dong'er's strange disease. He had expended all means, but had yet to find a cure. Facing his sister's disease, the usually unimpeded genius of his generation, the Miraculous Physician Mo Wen, for the first time in his life, thoroughly felt helpless and useless.
The symptoms of the disease were not only strange, but were terrifying when it surfaced. If they were not kept in check, the consequences would be unthinkable.
No one knew when it began, but Mo Dong'er's body started to automatically generate a type of killing spirit. The terror induced by this killing spirit was unparalleled. No one should have such a killing spirit.
Even the killing spirit of the Northern Devil was child's play when compared to Mo Dong'er's killing spirit. It was not even worth mentioning; like a drop in an ocean.
One was an external power, developed later in life; the other was internally generated endlessly. It was as though her body had a source of this spirit, oozing out unceasingly.
Usually Mo Dong'er's killing spirit in her body was always in a dormant state. If there was no external disturbances, it would normally not be revealed.
But every year, there would be a day where the killing spirit would rampage out of control and would uncontrollably seep out of her body. As the killing spirit overflowed from her, it would wither any vegetation within a hundred yards of her, rendering the land a wasteland.
Even people could not approach her. Those with low Cultivation would be corroded by the killing spirit instantaneously, becoming a shriveled corpse.
At that moment, if her will was not strong enough, she would lose consciousness and turn into a demon who would not stop killing until it had died from exhaustion.
Also, once demonized, her strength would increase to an unimaginable level, far surpassing what mere mortals could handle. If Mo Dong'er had completely demonized, the entire Mo clan would have probably perished at her hands.
That year if Mo Wen had not defended her, Mo Dong'er would have been banished from the Mo clan.
The first few times when the killing spirit ran amok, if her willpower was strong enough, she could still use her power to suppress it.
But every time the killing spirit ran amok, the next time would be stronger and more violent. Under the worsening state of the killing spirit, regardless of how strong her willpower, she would, one day, completely succumb to it.
Also, whenever the killing spirit went on a rampage, outsiders couldn't interfere – only she could suppress it with her willpower. Mo Wen had tried countless times, but with his Inner Qi Cultivation level, he could not suppress it.
Mo Dong'er's killing spirit was like a sea – wide and vast. For his cultivated Inner Qi to contend with such a vast killing spirit was like a grain of sand in a vast ocean.
That was why he had never asked the senior masters from the martial arts circle for aid. He knew, no matter who it was, that it was impossible to use their Cultivation to suppress the killing spirit in Mo Dong'er's body. Using external force to forcefully interfere would only result in an even more serious backlash.
[1]: The Four Great Beauties are four Chinese women in ancient China history, renowned for their beauty. These were Xi Shi, Wang Zhaojun, Diaochan, and Yang Guifei.
Xi Shi is said to be so entrancingly beautiful that fish would forget how to swim and sink below the surface upon seeing her reflection in the water.
Wang Zhaojun is said to be so beautiful that her appearance would entice birds in flight to fall from the sky.
Diaochan is said to be so luminously lovely that the moon itself would shy away in embarrassment when compared to her face.
Yang Guifei is said to have a face that puts all flowers to shame.
那道身影纤长优雅,尽是望上一眼,都给人不染烟火的出尘之感.
"冬儿."
他一步踏出,脸上尽是说不出的激动,向来淡漠的他第一次在脸上表现出如此情绪.
可那个女孩却似乎压根没有听见,依旧自然的往前走着.
莫问深吸了口气,眼中的震惊之色缓缓平静了下来,但他的眼睛却始终紧紧盯着那个少女的背影.
像!太像了!简直一模一样!
那才从莫问身边走过的那个女孩,与他那个世界的妹妹莫冬儿几乎长的一模一样,不管是相貌,神韵,身材,甚至气息都一模一样.
刚才一瞬间,他还以为自己的妹妹出现在身边,若不是莫问知道莫冬儿不可能出现在地球上,肯定会把她错认成莫冬儿.
那一世,莫问双亲早逝,唯一的一个至亲就是妹妹莫冬儿.
所以当知道妹妹患有绝症之后,莫问整个天似乎都塌了下来.
数年间,他走遍天下,尝百草,以身试药,都没有治好他妹妹的病,那是他那一生最大的遗憾.
望着那个逐渐消失在眼前的背影,莫问面色变幻不定.良久,他深吸了口气,追了过去.
阅读区,那个女孩走到一张桌子面前坐下,安静地阅读着手中的书籍.
"打扰一下,能告诉我你叫什么名字吗?"
莫问走到女孩对面的椅子上坐下,也不管唐突不唐突,直接就问了出来.
那女孩眉梢微蹙,微微抬起了脸蛋,一张素丽无双,美艳不可方物的容颜出现在莫问面前.
什么沉鱼落雁,闭月羞花,都无法诠释眼前这个女孩;那种美,像是天山之上的雪莲花一般,神圣,圣洁.
望着她,不自然的就会宁静祥和下来,心中纤尘不染,任何浮躁,焦虑都会消散.
莫问望着近在咫尺的容颜,再次呆了起来,太像了,不仅容颜一模一样,那静若处子,与世无争的气质都一模一样.
为什么会出现一个跟他妹妹如此像的人?大千世界,真有这种巧合?
那女孩平淡的望了莫问一眼,微蹙的眉梢舒缓了下来,却是一句话都不说,继续低下头阅览书籍.
"莫冬儿?"
莫问试探着叫了一句,虽然女孩送客之意很明显,但他此刻却厚着脸皮视而不见.
"我叫莫晴歌,请不要打扰我看书."
莫晴歌的声音飘渺空灵,像是空谷鸾音,很少有人的声音能像她这般不染烟尘.
"莫晴歌!"莫问喃喃自语了一句,然后突然瞪大了眼睛,古怪道"你也姓莫?"
"你还想知道什么?如果没有了,请离开."
莫晴歌平淡的望着莫问,难道他真的不知道自己的名字不成?应该还是新生吧,否则怎么有胆子敢跟她搭讪.
莫问不自然的笑了笑,眼中闪过一抹黯然,虽然跟莫冬儿一模一样,但终归不是她.
"以后你有什么事情,可以来找我,我叫莫问."
他深吸了口气,知道这么挡在一个女孩面前有些唐突与不礼貌,起身就准备离开.
但下一刻,他却脸色蓦然一变,神情瞬间阴沉了下来,站起来的身子又坐了回去.
莫晴歌眼中闪过一抹疑惑,刚刚还准备走的人怎么又坐了下来.
但她却没有说什么,依旧把注意力放在面前的书本上,淡漠如水,宛如莫问是一团空气,根本影响不了她的心境.
"你生病了."
莫问面色很难看的道,因为他发现,莫晴歌身上,竟然有着跟他妹妹莫冬儿一样的怪症,他简直不敢相信这是真的,世界上竟然会有这种巧合!
莫冬儿的怪症,他现在都不知道根源在哪里,想尽办法,都找不出治疗之法.面对妹妹的病,那个始终顺风顺水,一代天才神医的他,第一次感觉深深的无力与没用.
那个病症不仅古怪,而且发病之时,可怕至极,若是没有控制住,后果简直不堪设想.
不知道从什么时候开始,莫冬儿体内就会自动产生一股杀戮之气,那杀气之可怕,简直堪称天地之极,根本不应该是人能拥有的杀气.
那北魔的杀气与莫冬儿体内的杀气相比,简直就是小儿科,不值一提,大海与水滴的区别.
一个属于外在的气势,后天而成;一个却是由内而生,生生不息,就像体内有个杀戮之源,源源不断的爆发出杀戮之气.
平时,莫冬儿体内的杀戮之气一直处于蛰伏状态,若是没有外在干预,一般不会显露出来.
但每年中总有一天,杀戮之气会彻底爆发一次,那时候无数杀戮之气由内而外侵袭身体,身体的杀气盈满而泄,方圆百丈内的草木瞬间枯萎,化为一片死地.
甚至人都不能接近,一些修为低的人,瞬间就会被杀气侵袭,化为一具干尸.
那时候,若是意志力不够坚定,则会失去神智,化为一个不停杀戮的魔头,直至精力耗尽而死.
而且一旦魔化,力量会瞬间提升至不可思议的境界,根本人力难以抗衡.莫冬儿若是彻底魔化,整个莫家恐怕都会丧送在她手中.
当年若不是莫问护着,莫冬儿差点就被赶出莫家.
前面几次杀气爆发,若是意志力足够坚定,倒是可以凭借意志力抵抗下来.
可杀戮之气每爆发一次,下一次必然会更加强烈,在杀戮之气不断增强的情况下,不管多么坚强的意志,也总有一天会彻底迷失在杀气中.
而且每次杀气爆发的时候,外人都无法干扰,只能凭借自己的意志力压制.莫问尝试了很多次,以他的内气修为,根本压制不下那些杀戮之气.
莫冬儿体内的杀戮之气就像是一个杀戮之海般无穷无尽,他那点内气修为面对如此浩瀚的杀气,根本不值一提,只能算是沧海一粟.
所以他从来没有请武林中的一些前辈高人出手,因为他知道,不管是谁,都不可能凭借修为压制住莫冬儿体内的杀气.若是外力强行干扰,只会导致更严重的反弹.