"Men in black?" The monk was stunned, looking at Qin Mu with a strange look: "Did you watch too much TV? There are no men in black here."

The nurse who came from behind walked towards Qin Mu. Because of running, she was out of breath. At this time, she saw that Qin Mu was already talking to the people in the ward, and knew that Qin Mu was not lying. She walked up and reminded softly: "Please don't run in the corridor next time you come here. Such a sound of your running will affect the rest of others."

Qin Mu nodded. The medical staff in the hospital were quite polite. If it were Yu Nan from Ningcheng, he would probably have started cursing now.

"Hey, have you seen a man in a black windbreaker come up just now?" Qin Mu called her and said quickly when the medical staff was about to leave.

The nurse was not old and had her hair meticulously combed, looking at the scene abnormally. She frowned and looked at Qin Mu: "How is that possible? Is there anyone wearing such thick clothes in this weather?"

The nurse smiled softly and left without looking at Qin Mu.

The monk stood there and spread his hands. When he looked at Qin Mu, there was something in his eyes.

"I didn't mean to chat with you." Qin Mu seemed to understand something when he saw the monk's eyes, and hurriedly said.

"I didn't say anything." The monk spread his hands: "You won't feel wrong, do you?"

Qin Mu was anxious and told what he had just seen, including the old lady who was sealed with a sword.

The monk frowned and his face became more and more serious. He said firmly: "Qin Mu, it seems we have to keep here, because Terra may appear at any time."

After the monk finished talking to Qin Mu, he took him into the ward.

At this time, Jingqiu and Xuehan were two people in the ward. Just as those paintings were drawn on the paintings, the old man looked extremely old, even his skin was pale, with ravines on his face, and thin blood vessels and blue veins could be seen through the skin, as if he could grow old at any time.

The scenes around this seem to have not changed much. The only thing that changes is that it is not the black shadow standing by the bed, but Jingqiu.

Jingqiu stood by the bed, holding the old man's hand with tears on her face and looking at him steadily.

The first painting has been broken, at least the one standing next to the old man is not the black shadow, but Jingqiu.

But no one can guarantee that Terra will not come again, or that he did not leave at all, but was quietly observing in a corner around him.

Qin Mu told Jingqiu what he had just had, and Jingqiu was also panicked and asked quickly: "What about that old lady? What did she see? Will she scream directly?"

Qin Mu was stunned. He didn't expect that after he finished talking about this, Jingqiu's focus would be on what the old lady saw, rather than the terrorist who was lurking around them.

"No," Qin Mu looked at Jingqiu with some confusion: "Is this the point?"

"Why isn't this the point?" Jingqiu asked back, "Isn't Terra's face very important? If we know what he looks like, we can catch him."

"But the one who saw him was dead, the eldest sister." The monk couldn't help but say from the side.

"Yes," Jingqiu was stunned, raised her head and said, "How did that old lady end up?"

Qin Mu was speechless. He felt like he was galloping with countless grass and mud horses. He suddenly understood the mood of Sun Wukong played by Huang Bo in "Journey to the West".

Sun Wukong said to the demon-removing man played by Wen Zhang, "My two watermelon knives were cut from the South Heaven Gate to the North Heaven Gate, and there was no blinking for three days and three nights."

Then the article asked, "Don't your eyes hurt after you blink for three days and three nights?"

Is this a question of whether the eyes hurt? Is this the point? Qin Mu wants to say the most to Jingqiu now. Is this the point? Is this the point?

"Listen, now all we need to guard against is Terra. Terra doesn't know when it will come." Qin Mu took a deep breath and said slowly: "There must be someone guarding here."

Jingqiu listened to this, nodded with concern, and said, "Indeed, the curse on the painting has been broken, Terra did not come, we are here."

"The picture is not necessarily now." Qin Mu said with some pain. He found that talking to this woman was always so hard. I really don't know if it was intentional. He looked quite smart: "Maybe it was another time, but during these times, we must stay by his side."

"So I said Terra's face is very important." Jingqiu couldn't help but mutter.

Qin Mu had a headache and said, "Terra is not an ordinary person. Even if Qu Dong calls the police to protect him, it is useless. We are the only ones who can defend against Terra."

The monk nodded in agreement with this.

"What is Xuehan's injury?" The monk was stunned for a moment and said quickly: "Can you be resurrected? If Xuehan always maintains this state, how can he do it? Do we still have to guard him here?"

Jingqiu was immediately excited. His eyes were glittering at Qin Mu as if he was looking at a huge piece of gold. He rushed towards Qin Mu, grabbed Qin Mu's sleeve with excitement and said, "Can you really..."

Qin Mu frowned and took Jingqiu's hand away, but the woman's grasp was quite strong, so Qin Mu couldn't take her hand away at all, which also meant that she was very excited. Qin Mu glanced at Jingqiu and said, "I'll give up, can you let go first?"

Jingqiu was embarrassed and let go of his hand. Qin Mu's clothes were wrinkled by the woman. He sighed. He never thought about this matter. But if Xue Han painted the future, then it was very likely that this was his life.

After so many things, Qin Mu has long been no longer the naughty. Some people can save them, and some people can rescue them, which may affect more than one person.

Butterfly effect.

Qin Mu sighed and excluded all these mixed thoughts from his mind. If Xue Han met him, it was also the arrangement of fate, it would mean that his original fate could be changed.

Perhaps, when he draws his future, everything has changed, sooner or later.

Qin Mu walked to the edge of Xue Han, covered his palms on the other party's forehead, and began to use his spiritual power to feel the other party's body.

Xuehan's body is very strange.

His body should not have reached that level of age. His aging seemed to be completed in an instant. In other words, it was specially encouraged, just like a seedling to grow, which made him grow old directly, and the young component in his cells still exists.

And if Qin Mu was asked to say the reason why Xue Han looked like now, there was only one word, Cang Lao.

All of this is due to his old age.

"Do you have the original photo of your father?" Qin Mu just glanced at the other party's body, then withdrew his hand, and asked with a serious face.
Chapter completed!