Since The Red Moon Appeared

The atmosphere became oppressive and silent.

Looking at the silent and stubborn Teacher Xiaolu, Lu Xin couldn't help but feel his heart skip a beat.

He looked nervously into Mr. Xiaolu's eyes, looked at the numbers, and slowed down after falling for thirty minutes.

The original countdown speed was restored.

At this moment, his heart was filled with a deep sense of powerlessness and a strange feeling of not knowing the truth.

Teacher Xiaolu was also silent, and didn't speak for a long time.

Lu Xin could clearly see that Mr. Xiaolu was lying, and he didn't even understand, why did she keep it from him?

As a child who also grew up in an orphanage, she should know the seriousness of mental pollution.

This feeling of being excluded made Lu Xin feel dissatisfied and somewhat lost.

At this time, with a sound of "bang", a football kicked over, and immediately four or five little guys who hadn't played enough rushed over. At first, they wanted to wave their hands from a distance and let Lu Xin kick them back, but suddenly saw Everyone was shocked by Lu Xin's expression.

He ran over in a hurry, picked up the football and ran away.

Teacher Xiaolu and Lu Xin were also awakened by this episode, and sighed softly.

"I'll leave first, call me if you have anything to do."

After being silent for a while, Lu Xin, who had accumulated countless questions in his heart, suddenly let out a light breath and said with a smile.

Teacher Xiaolu was slightly surprised, and immediately lowered his head and nodded slightly.

Lu Xin didn't continue to press her, which seemed to make her feel relaxed.

Seeing her expression, Lu Xin sighed, took out a handkerchief from his pocket, wiped her hands, then turned and left.

When passing the security booth, the old man inside looked at Lu Xin worriedly.

When Lu Xin was about to walk out of the big iron gate, he suddenly lowered his voice and said quickly, "That person before, Ba...Xu Jing..."

"When he came here, I kept staring at him, but the second day he came, just before you came back, he...he had a private chat with Xiaolu, in the office on the third floor, for about ten minutes , and the only ten minutes I was away."

"..."

Listening to this, Lu Xin stamped his feet slightly, his brows already furrowed.

The old security guard said: "I know what you want to say, and I usually don't give people the chance to hurt her..."

"But that's what she insisted I avoid."

"..."

Lu Xin was silent for a while, and continued to walk out, but the puzzlement in his heart suddenly became more and more.

The private conversation with No. 8 was voluntary by Mr. Xiaolu?

So now the problem with Mr. Xiaolu...

The car that brought him here was still waiting, Lu Xin sat in the back seat, silently nodded to the driver, and let him drive him to the old building on Moon Terrace. At first, Lu Xin Has not spoken, just silently thinking about something...

After a while, he suddenly said, "What do you think that is?"

The driver in front was slightly startled, and just about to speak, he found in the rearview mirror that Lu Xin was not looking at him.

He looked at another position in the back seat with serious eyes.

The driver's palms holding the steering wheel tightened, and he immediately shut his mouth tightly, only focusing on the road ahead.

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...

"She was indeed marked."

Mom said softly: "You can understand that she has been polluted."

"This kind of pollution is not like ordinary pollution. Driven by the logic of its own laws, it will devour a person's spirit at the fastest speed. Instead, it is divided into nodes by a certain will. Now she, It is in a state of light pollution, but it has been locked by some kind of force, waiting for an appropriate time to erupt, that is, a thorough and deep pollution..."

"..."

Lu Xin frowned, as he had guessed.

In elementary school just now, I decided to leave temporarily because I saw my mother waiting at the door.

Although he was a little annoyed when he saw that Mr. Xiaolu refused to cooperate with him in answering the questions, but he soon realized a problem. Teacher Xiaolu was not a stupid child, nor was he a person who did not know about spiritual pollution.

Therefore, she must have her reasons for not answering.

I can't force her to say something, otherwise, it will only increase her pollution...

The countdown in her eyes is a symbol of pollution.

...

...

"So, this kind of mark, or connection, can you cut it?"

He tentatively asked.

This is the second reason why he decided to leave first, he hopes to get help from his mother.

Listening to Lu Xin's question, mother was silent for a while, and said, "I can't help her."

"What?"

Lu Xin's tone was somewhat unbelievable: "You can cut everything..."

"I can cut it, but it doesn't mean I can help her."

Mom sighed softly, and said: "This kind of pollution is mutual, and now she is also part of the source of pollution."

"If I forcibly cut it off for her, her spirit will be damaged, and she will no longer be the original her, understand?"

"What's more, in the face of the power of judgment, it is not enough to just cut off her side..."

"..."

"Judgment?"

Lu Xin accurately captured a word mentioned in his mother's words.

"Yes."

Mom nodded slightly, and said, "Haven't you already seen the process of your classmate's execution?"

"His power belongs to the trial group."

"Of course, it's not difficult to guess the boss behind him, or the judge of the court: the sword bearer."

"..."

"The sword bearers among the thirteen ultimates..."

Lu Xin understood something in an instant, Wei Wei fell into silence, and after a while, said: "Is it also our enemy?"

"The sword bearer is a man who claims to be just."

Mother shook her head lightly and said, "So he never regards anyone as an enemy."

"Of course, this can also be understood as, in his subconscious mind, anyone is his enemy."

"..."

Having said that, she paused slightly, and said: "The most important thing now is how to solve the trouble of this kid with a broken leg."

"The power of judgment is very tricky..."

"..."

Lu Xin turned his head to look at his mother solemnly, and said, "Is the sword holder very strong?"

"A person who subconsciously regards everyone as an enemy, but has never died, what do you think?"

Mom replied with a half-smile, and said, "However, it's really not very accurate to describe him with words like strong and not strong."

"As I told you just now, his power is of a very tricky type, just like what happened to this lovely little dean with a broken leg. Obviously, the power affecting her is not strong now, but we But it’s hard to solve it with violence.”

"..."

Lu Xin frowned, but still listened to his mother carefully.

"Judgment is also one of the thirteen high-level spiritual powers, because it is everywhere."

Mom patiently explained: "Anyone has the power of judgment."

"You see a spitting man on the side of the road and think he's wrong, then you've put him on trial no matter what you did to him or not, there are people in your life who have wronged you and pissed you off If you blame him, it is also a kind of trial."

"When you walk around the street, you will encounter all kinds of trials and being judged."

"Someone runs a red light, someone talks too loudly on the phone, someone has a tattoo that makes you feel scared..."

"You will judge others because of various things, and even deny a person because he is ugly..."

"This is all a manifestation of the trial."

"..."

"Because it is universal, it will be powerful."

Mom said softly, seeming to be a little emotional, and said: "Of course, there are many ways to express the power of judgment."

"If this little girl with a broken leg is just being judged, then it's nothing."

"But her most thorny problem now is that she has reached an agreement with her judge at the spiritual level."

"That's why I can't help her like this."

"..."

After a pause, she nodded slightly, and made a final conclusion: "You can understand that she has already pleaded guilty."

"this……"

When Lu Xin heard this, he was completely puzzled.

The mother looked at him with a smile, as if she understood his thoughts, and said with a smile:

"A lot of times, we don't need to be too harsh on ordinary people. They can't tell whether they are doing the right thing. When they are affected by some kind of spiritual power, they will naturally change some behaviors and attitudes, whether it is light or serious. , this is all an influence, as long as you understand this, you can also understand why she concealed it under your inquiry..."

"..."

At this moment, countless questions arose in Lu Xin's heart, but some questions were solved.

No wonder Teacher Xiaolu didn't ask for help.

No wonder she refused to answer questions cooperatively when she took the initiative to find her and asked her.

She has already confessed, so she doesn't ask for help, and doesn't answer?

However, some more incomprehensible questions immediately flooded into my mind.

What crime did she plead guilty to?

Why is she pleading guilty?

What did No. 8 say to her before he came back to make her plead guilty without telling her?

Also, if she's guilty, then do it in the manner of an eight.

Who is the accuser?

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...

"I know what you're thinking."

Before Lu Xin asked, his mother turned her head slightly to look at him, and said:

"Sometimes, I can really see what's going on in a person, but she's not in that category."

"She has reached an agreement with the judge, so her related memories have also been bound and written into the contract."

"I can force it to read, but I need to confront the judgment."

"But she is just an ordinary person, and her brain cannot become a battlefield between us."

"..."

After a while, Lu Xin nodded slowly and said, "I understand."

"Then you need to be prepared."

Mother breathed a sigh of relief, and said: "Since she has pleaded guilty, what awaits her is naturally the execution."

"In my opinion, this matter is really weird, and I don't know what they are planning, but I can guarantee one thing, the people who judge us by our side, for us, It was a serious provocation."

"..."

As she spoke, she gently held Lu Xin's hand: "This time, I will stay by my side to help you."

There was a slight look of surprise on Lu Xin's face.

He suddenly felt very happy, and also a little touched: it seemed that his mother hadn't teamed up with him for a long time.

Well, if mom is around, plus father, sister...

What is there to be afraid of?

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"Crunch..."

The jeep stopped suddenly, and the bald driver in front was silent for a while, before speaking in a deliberately calm tone:

"It's here, Mr. Shan Bing."

"..."

"OK."

Lu Xin got out of the car, looked up at the old building in front of him, it was still silently sitting on the ground, dark and deep, the windows looked tattered, countless pieces of broken glass scattered on the side of the building, the empty windows Behind, there seemed to be countless eyes looking at him. Lu Xin just looked at this old building quietly, as if he saw his depressed and broken life for so many years.

I also saw the only ray of sunshine in this depressed and broken life.

"No one can hurt her."

Lu Xin suddenly became relieved, and said to himself with a gloomy voice, "Even if it's you, No. 8."

"After all, compared to you, we are closer..."

"..."

"Whoosh..."

I don't know if No. 8 could hear it, but the jeep that brought him over suddenly started and disappeared as if fleeing.

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