Chapter 12

Although Mo Wen's Heavenly妙Hand was mostly used to save lives, rarely to kill, it did not mean he was incapable of killing. If this were in that world, he would have long killed the two villains who had plotted to harm and rob him. But things were different now. In a society governed by law, it was not wise to kill people at will. Although he was confident that no one would know the cause of death if he killed them, it was better to avoid trouble. It was not worth making such a big fuss over two insignificant bandits.

After casually dislocating the bones of the two bandits, Mo Wen took out a mobile phone from their bodies and called the police. The rest would naturally be handled by the police. He believed that with their behavior, they must have committed many crimes, and might even be wanted criminals.

In addition, he found about ten thousand yuan in cash on their bodies. Although it was a considerable amount, it was not neatly stacked but scattered together, clearly money they had stolen.

Mo Wen, without a trace of guilt, naturally put the money in his pocket. He was a poor man, and this could be considered robbing the rich to help the poor. Although all his tuition fees at Huaxia University were waived, he still had to pay for his meals. With ten thousand yuan, he probably wouldn't have to worry about his food expenses for a year.

After patting his hands, Mo Wen left the woods as if nothing had happened. Soon, the police, with flashlights in hand, entered the woods and carried the two robbers into the police car, speeding away.

The cold moonlight shone down, and Mo Wen lay leisurely on a bench by a lake in the park, gazing at the stars in the sky with a look of confusion, seemingly lost in thought.

He realized that after his rebirth, not only had his memory changed, but his personality had also changed. In the past, facing two vicious bandits, he would not have handled the situation so simply. He would have waited for the police, even gone to the police station to give a statement, and he certainly would not have dared to keep the ten thousand yuan in stolen money.

Perhaps his mindset had changed, and thus his perspective on things had also changed. No matter what, he was no longer the Mo Wen of the past.

He sighed lightly, wondering what the fate of the divine doctor Mo Wen would be, or what the fate of that life of his would be. Could he survive in the Misty Forest? Could he save his only sister, Mo Dong'er?

He very much wanted to know his ultimate fate and to return to that dream to reclaim the memories that belonged to him. He knew that the dream was not over, that there was more to the story, but he had no idea how to re-enter that dream.

Reaching into his shirt, he took out the Bagua Disk, which shimmered with a green metallic luster under the moonlight. He examined it for a long time, but it seemed to be just an ordinary piece of metal, with nothing extraordinary about it.

But Mo Wen was certain that everything was related to the Bagua Disk. He just lacked a key, a key to activate the Bagua Disk.

Right!

Mo Wen suddenly remembered something. The accidental activation of the Bagua Disk might not have been an accident but rather the result of meeting certain conditions, or perhaps he had inadvertently found the key.

But what was that key?

Mo Wen fell into deep thought, recalling the scene of that day.

At the time, Old Zhang was having a heart attack, and a group of people were gathered around, but no one dared to step forward. Only he and Dr. Shen Jing dared to step forward.

The problem must lie between the three of them, and the possibility of it being him was not great. If it were him, why hadn't he activated the Bagua Disk before?

That left only Old Zhang and Shen Jing. After careful consideration, Mo Wen ruled out Old Zhang. He had had the Bagua Disk for four or five days and had been living in the same public dormitory with Old Zhang, but the Bagua Disk had shown no reaction.

Shen Jing?

Right, the Bagua Disk reacted only after Shen Jing appeared. At that time, Shen Jing was busy trying to alleviate Old Zhang's condition, and he was focused on her because she emitted a strange, attractive fragrance. He had subconsciously inhaled it deeply, and then suddenly fell into that dream...

"Could Shen Jing be the key?"

Mo Wen's eyes lit up, but then he frowned. If Shen Jing was the key, why did the Bagua Disk show no reaction when he was around her frequently and could smell her fragrance?

Unconsciously, Mo Wen fell into deep thought again. The Bagua Disk was a secret, and he lacked the key to unlock it. The key itself was a mysterious puzzle, leaving him with no clue.

However, he believed that the first activation of the Bagua Disk was not a coincidence. There must be some connection, but he just hadn't discovered it yet.

Suddenly, a stifled sob broke the silence of the night, as if someone was crying nearby.

The crying jolted Mo Wen out of his thoughts, and he instinctively looked in the direction of the sound. It was already one o'clock in the morning. Who would be in the park at such a late hour, and why were they crying?

After confirming that the sound was coming from under a willow tree by the lake, Mo Wen curiously walked over. Hearing a woman crying in the middle of the night would probably scare most people.

He saw a girl in a white dress hugging her knees and crying softly by the lake. Her back was slender, suggesting she was a very thin girl.

Mo Wen rubbed his chin. Running into such a situation in the middle of the night, he didn't know what to say. If it were farther from where he was sleeping, he could pretend he didn't see her, but with the crying so close, how could he sleep?

"Hey, what's wrong?"

Mo Wen called out helplessly. If possible, he wouldn't mind offering a few words of comfort. A girl crying alone in the park at night—had she been dumped?

"Ah!"

The girl screamed and fell to the ground, startled. Hearing someone speak in the middle of the night in the park would scare anyone, let alone a girl.

"Don't be afraid, I'm a good person."

Mo Wen rubbed his nose and chuckled awkwardly, realizing that speaking out suddenly in the middle of the night might not have been the best idea. He said a classic line, but it didn't help; the girl trembled even more.

"Who... who are you?"

The girl scrambled to her feet, her face full of fear as she looked behind her and kept backing away.

"Don't back up anymore, you'll fall into the lake," Mo Wen said helplessly.

Although he wasn't a good person, he wasn't a bad person either. He had no ill intentions toward a girl. Was he that scary?

Hearing Mo Wen's warning, the girl realized the lake was behind her and stopped. She didn't want to fall into the lake. At least the person hadn't approached her, which gave her some relief.

"Hey, Qin Xiaoyou, it's you!"

Mo Wen hadn't recognized her when she was facing away, but now that she turned around, he immediately recognized her as his classmate Qin Xiaoyou, whom he had been in the same class with for three years!

"You're... Mo Wen!"

Qin Xiaoyou also recognized Mo Wen. They had been in the same class for three years and were quite familiar with each other. Qin Xiaoyou was one of Mo Wen's few good friends in high school.

Given Mo Wen's personality and family background, he didn't have many friends in high school, and Qin Xiaoyou was one of them. With his shy nature, it was almost impossible for him to be friends with a beautiful girl like Qin Xiaoyou.

But by coincidence, one day on the basketball court, Mo Wen accidentally fell and injured himself. As the class president, Qin Xiaoyou took the initiative to bandage his wound, and Mo Wen, feeling grateful, would occasionally chat with her. Later, when he was short on living expenses, Qin Xiaoyou lent him fifty yuan, helping him through a tough time. Over time, they became more familiar and interacted more.

Of course, they were only good classmates. Although Mo Wen couldn't deny that he had some feelings for the beautiful and kind Qin Xiaoyou back then, he kept them hidden and never showed them.

Qin Xiaoyou was one of the three major beauties at the Capital's No. 1 High School, and countless boys liked her. If he had shown any interest, he would have been seen as a toad lusting after a swan, inviting ridicule.

After high school, they hadn't seen each other again. Meeting in such a scene was truly laughable and tearful.