Chapter 64 Witch

After the fog cleared, the mentally disturbed girl returned to a seemingly normal world.

However, everything that appeared in front of her was so bizarre. She found that after the fog cleared, the town did not look like a desolate ruin. Instead, it was as if nothing had happened. The town showed no signs of destruction and the people

He was walking on the street with a normal expression. It was as if the fog had taken away all the horrible times it had brought with it when it left.

It’s just that the fog seems to have taken away too much time.

The appearance of the town in front of her was very different from the town in her memory. There was even a newsstand on the roadside, which had obviously been demolished a long time ago. The dates on the newspapers did not match her memory.

It was as if she had returned to the town ten years ago. Fortunately, the basic road plan of the town was still the same. She quickly found her home and knocked on the door anxiously.

When she saw her parents opening the door, she cried with joy, and her soul, which was on the verge of collapse in hell, seemed to be showing signs of improvement. But then, she was thrown into hell again.

She saw a little girl who was both unfamiliar and familiar to her walk out from the depths of the room and asked cautiously: "Dad, Mom, who is she?"

And her parents didn't recognize the beggar-like girl in front of them with scars on her face and only a sheet covering her body. They thought she had encountered a madman and beat her up mercilessly.

go out.

The girl's spirit finally collapsed completely.

She is really crazy, or in her opinion, it is the world that is crazy.

The sudden fog and monsters, the collapse of order and the thugs who ravage you, the bizarre town and your parents who can't recognize you, the little girl occupying your original position... Where can these things be found in the waking world? It must be the world itself.

Going crazy.

Nightmare...yes, all of this must be a nightmare. And since ancient times, there has been a tried and tested method to wake up from nightmares.

Listening to her summary, I am really a terrible person. Therefore, I also asked the question that I have been confused about for a long time, "So what do you like about me?"

Closer to home, assuming that the succubus is really that girl, I will not regret killing her. She did suffer a lot in the past, but that must not be the reason why she will involuntarily impose pain and death on so many unrelated people.

person’s reasons.

"Actually, I don't blame you that much." She said in a low voice, "I know that for you, refusing to kill someone in repayment is selfish, and accepting it with a clear conscience is also selfish, and no matter which side you choose, it is wrong. You obviously only need to admit that you are just

Just be a victim of brainwashing, or...just become an extremely selfish person."

With the help of the mysterious old woman, the girl fully awakened the succubus blood and became a succubus. Not only did she repair the scars on her face and body, she also established a new dignity and self-confidence.

"You can't deceive me." She held my face in her hands, "I managed to get you back, and I will never allow you to die without permission."

The book of memories finally reached the last page, and the text was written in the tone of a bystander: the devil holding a heavy ax appeared again, the succubus's short-lived dream came to an abrupt end, and the girl's long nightmare finally ended.

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After returning to the Liucheng Security Bureau, I briefly reported the ins and outs of the incident to Lieque, and Qiao An, as a person involved, was also called to take notes.

I even came up with the idea of ​​whether Qingniao finally couldn't bear the relationship with me and wanted to poison me here. Although this was just my wild imagination, if even she thought I deserved to die, , then it’s okay to leave my life to her. With such thoughts, I slowly finished the meal. She stared at me deeply, and then pulled me into the room.

"I know." I said.

"But I'm really angry, very angry," she emphasized.

What did she do to me? Judging from the situation, it may be some kind of contract or curse, but it was formed without hiding it from me. Is this the method she prepared for this matter? But There is also something unexplainable. How could a spell that directly acted on me be hidden from my awareness. I suddenly remembered the meal before. There must be some kind of mystery in it. I was plotted.

But even in the hidden world, time travel is a rare phenomenon. Even Jade Bird has said before that he has never heard of any warlock who can recreate this phenomenon in the form of spells or superpowers. Thinking about it now, Jade Bird was actually She played a trick on me. She only said that there were no such spells and superpowers, but she did not say that such phenomena did not exist. The reason why she said that was probably to put the concept of precognitive dreams into my mind. Whenever I suspect that I am in a dream, I should turn to the logic of precognitive dreams. I was really deceived by her at that time.

And when she opened her eyes, she discovered that the person who caught her was not a strong man, but a gray-haired old woman. Not only that, this old woman was actually unscathed, as if what she caught was not a human body. But a ball of fluffy cotton.

I had to promise her first, "...yes."

People who are completely lost in a different space may indeed accidentally enter the wrong time when they return to the real world, such as July 50, 30 pm... It is said that they will return to the past because of this. In time, it is not unreasonable.

After saying that, she quickly took off her jacket and shirt, and then touched her waistband.

Qiao An's attitude toward me has become much more frank now. Before, he would not smile in front of me, and his face would often be troubled and uncomfortable. But since the Saber Tooth incident came to an end, he seems to have figured out something, and it will be very difficult. He naturally looked at me and started to smile. But when I saw his smile, I couldn't help but think of my friend's son in the middleman's memory. Seriously, don't smile like that, it's a bit scary.

But even if I am so calculated by her, I can't blame her. Because I have been played by this cunning and cute witch. No matter what she wants to do to my body, I can only surrender and surrender willingly. to her.

As soon as I finished speaking, I felt something like a chain suddenly appear in my body and extend to her heart. And when I tried to lock it in with my consciousness, the thing disappeared again, as if It's never been the same.

At first, I thought there was something wrong in the process of extracting the memory of the succubus, but after asking, I found out that this was not the case. The reason why the written record is so confusing is because the memory of the succubus itself is very confusing.

"Do you really know? Do you know how sad I feel?" She gently poked my cheek and said resentfully, "My first love when I was a student was abducted and violated by a monster who didn't know where it came from.

Hypnotic brainwashing is also physical transformation. I went through all kinds of hardships and finally rescued him from hell, but he still can't forget the body of the guy in the past, and has no interest in my body. Some time ago, he was obsessed with the lookalike

The devil from another space, like a woman, can't take his eyes off it. And if I'm not careful, he might drop me and die on the roadside. Today, he suddenly sent a suicide note to my mobile phone... After hearing this, can you still say that you know?"

However, I also noticed it vaguely. Although she was indeed very angry, this witch-like appearance was intentional on her part. I felt that she just hated showing her ferocious and bared teeth and claws in front of me.

She didn't want to appear carefree, so she imitated some heavy and terrifying female images in the comics or novels she had read to vent her feelings.

However, seeing the pitiable side of a hateful person does have indescribable complex emotions. It's like when watching a fictional story and discovering that a certain villain actually has a sympathetic past. Suddenly it is difficult to express his emotions in a pure way.

He looked at the other party with hostility. Even if he knew it in advance, he would not be able to shake his determination to kill her, but his mood would definitely become very entangled.

Then, she held her head high and demanded savagely like a winner, "You come this time!"

"Because I found that I may know you better than you thought, and you are not as different as you said, it's just that you know very little about yourself," she said.

She stared at me intently, her eyes so deep and so hot, just like the beautiful witch in myths and legends who uses the power of curses and magic to bind her beloved man to her side. I just need to exert a little force

I was able to break away from her. However, I felt guilty and could not break away no matter what. Her face and body slowly and irresistibly came closer and pressed against my body closely. I could feel her softness and elasticity with my whole body.

Her body curves, and her warm body temperature. Now she seems to have turned into a poisonous and delicate red fruit.

This book that records the succubi's memories describes an incredible past.

"This memory was a very heavy psychological trauma for her, and she herself could not recall this past properly." Siren said, "It is as if after a person has experienced a very cruel experience, his consciousness will protect himself.

And just like the dusty memories, she also sank these desperate memories into the unconscious realm, and occasionally some fragments would surface."

This short answer became a signal, a signal that led me to step into her carefully prepared trap.

But she didn't die. Someone caught her on the ground. It stands to reason that no matter how light she is, she is still a human being. If she falls from a height that is enough to kill herself, no matter how strong the person who catches her is, he will definitely die.

hurt.

After dark, she forced me to her house, and the atmosphere was still very tense. I tried to persuade her to cook dinner for her, but she refused, preferring to cook by herself. I used to spend the night at her house, and the dinner that night was the same as the dinner the next day.

I made breakfast. It was the first time that I sat on the sofa in the living room and listened to the sound of chopping the chopping board in the kitchen. I always felt a murderous aura. When she walked out of the kitchen, she took out two meals, one of which

It was brought to me.

"You can only answer 'yes' or 'yes'." She said willfully.

"Evil classmate Li Duo must take responsibility for the beautiful Miss Qingniao. Without my permission, you cannot agree to anyone asking for your life." She looked serious at first, then showed a smile, "I don't agree.

I have given my soul to you, and you must also give your body to me completely, instead of letting others damage and destroy it. That is only fair."

"It goes without saying that I haven't calmed down yet! You have to comfort me and don't allow you to stop on your own before I say 'yes'!" She said confidently, and after thinking about it, she actually took off her shirt.

He put his coat back on again, closing the buttons and zippers.

"I liked you very much before. After I learned that you risked your life to save Xiaocao on the Wuming Mountain, I fell in love with you again." She replied, "But after you said those words to me that night, I thought about it.

Forget it. At that time, I felt that I really didn’t understand you now, and I also cared about your past. And when you did it with me that night, you were inexplicably very skillful. You made me feel so comfortable casually, and made me feel happy.

I’m really naughty, I think I should stay away from you.”

"I also know that you can't do that. Otherwise, I wouldn't be able to like you." She interrupted me and paused for a while before continuing, "Do you remember what I wanted to tell you before?

A story? You want to die on my lap, you want to be my slave of love, and you want to listen to me tell this story... You promised me, are you actually lying to me? "

She bombarded my cell phone with countless missed calls and text messages. I didn’t know how to explain the suicide note to her. I just sent a message saying that she was safe. After walking out of Li Que’s office,

I bumped into her head-on. As soon as she saw me, she breathed a sigh of relief and turned to me with a straight face. I racked my brains to explain the reason to her. She listened for a long time, but her face was still as gloomy as if she wanted to

dripping water.

But what troubles me the most is how to face the blue bird.

Looking at her memories when she was a girl, I naturally thought of the girl I rescued in the mist. It was too much of a coincidence. Whether it was the experience of being rescued or the subsequent experience of escaping alone, the succubus was related to that girl.

The girl is almost identical. Could it be that that girl was the succubus back then?

She fell into the phenomenon of time travel because she was lost in a different space after escaping? Or is it just that the succubus's past experience combined with the power of the mist reappeared in different people in some incredible form?

If it's the former, doesn't it mean that it was her own hands that pushed her life into hell? Even if she did many evil things later, I can't say that she deserved it. At least she was innocent in the past. I feel the cause and effect from it.

A strong distortion of the relationship.

Her cooking skills can only be said to be above the pass mark. Fortunately, she cooked simple home-cooked dishes, so she didn't mess them up. However, as soon as I saw the meal, I realized that there must be something in it.

The spirit of the miserable girl in the past seemed to have completely collapsed from the moment she was kicked out of the house by her parents. The mental remains, together with the memories of despair, were sealed in the unconscious realm by the succubus. But there is no doubt that the succubus

The devil is that girl. The painful memories of suffering in the past because of her extraordinary charm, being oppressed and ravaged by extremely corrupting violence, still act on her mind in some form. That is why she hates the power of her own charm.

And pursue pure violence. For this reason, no matter how many innocent people are brutally killed and sacrificed, they will not hesitate.

Not only was the description of the matter itself unbelievable, but the written record itself was also confusing and confusing. I read it over and over again several times, and finally I sorted out the ins and outs in my mind and sorted out the previous contents. I don’t know if there was any adulteration in it.

Fallacies arising from my subjective understanding.

"I think I must be charmed by you." She expressed her love straightforwardly and held my hand with both hands. "That morning, I held your hand and watched you slowly turn red.

Face... I must have been seduced by you from this moment on. It is such a serious sin, classmate Li Duo, how are you going to compensate me?"

"You seem to be like me, with devil's blood mixed in your body." The old woman had a pair of bright red eyes. She carefully observed the girl in her arms, "Is this the blood of a succubus? Then, by
To be continued...