"Who are they?" she asked.

Qiuli was stunned for a moment. She rushed to the wall and slapped it hard, "Is there anyone there? Is there anyone next door? Eudora! Casa!"

There was no answer from the next door, except for the occasional mouse running around and making "squeaking" noises.

Qiuli stopped and took a deep breath. It seemed that the timeline had crossed again. She thought, but she couldn't be sure how much time had passed.

She turned around and raised the lighter, looked at the woman in front of her and asked, "You know my name is Qiuli, so who are you?"

"I don't remember what my name should be, you can call me a witch." Her figure was thin, and her light gray dress gave off a feeling of emptiness.

"Miko? How do you know my name?" Qiuli felt that her mind was in confusion. Eudora also said that she was called Miko when she came here last moment. No, there is a difference between their names.

of.

Eudora said: "They call me witch."

The woman in front of me said: "You can call me a witch."

Qiuli's heart moved, and she looked at the miko, waiting for her answer.

"Didn't you tell me?" The witch approached Qiuli, walked around the flames, and reached out to touch her cheek, "Your fate is so weird... you are you, but you are not you?"

The witch took a step back: "So you don't know." The corner of her mouth raised slightly, and her face was extremely beautiful. In this dark dungeon with only this tiny flame left, it seemed like a gorgeous flower was blooming.

Qiuli was stunned for a moment, even though she had seen countless beauties on the main star, she was also blinded by it at this moment.

"Are you a human or a ghost?" Qiuli, relying on her poor imagination, felt that this could only be matched by the fox fairy in Liaozhai.

"Between life... and death." She stretched out her white palms and looked at them under the irradiation of the flames. "Even the palm prints disappeared."

"My memory is like an hourglass. When it stops leaking..." the witch did not continue, but sat on the stone platform and looked at her with interest.

"Is there someone next door to you? Or was there someone before?" Qiuli was unsure of the current date, feeling worried and confused at the same time.

"Maybe, they always come and go..."

Qiuli was speechless, and the conversation simply couldn't go on.

She endured it and asked again: "Why are you in the dungeon?"

"Probably, I came in on my own initiative." The witch's expression was like snow on a distant mountain, showing a coldness.

Qiuli let go of her fear, since she couldn't escape anyway, even if she broke the pot, and so far, the miko in front of her had no ill intentions towards her.

She also sat on the stone platform, put out the lighter in her hand, and put it away.

The interior returned to darkness.

"Do you still remember how I introduced myself to you?" The ineffective conversation with the witch made Qiuli feel physically and mentally exhausted. She asked again with a feeble determination while lying on the stone platform.

"I don't remember." The witch replied simply.

Oh, Qiuli no longer expects to find the answer from her.

She closed her eyes and thought carefully about where she was standing before. The first time she traveled from the dungeon, she appeared in the stone house less than one step away from the wall, with a coffin not far ahead.

Later, she fell into the coffin and ended up in the current dungeon. In other words, the position between the coffin and the wall was the dividing line between the two dungeons.

She had a premonition that she would travel back again.

When the shuttle starts, you must put on the invisible rag as soon as possible, and then huddle in the corner to avoid the female corpse until the next shuttle.

In the darkness, she suddenly heard the witch called "Hey!" and then heard her voice coming over.

The feeling of weightlessness came again. Qiuli's half-lying posture had no time to adjust. She was about to take out the rag when she felt a weight on her body. She held a soft object in her hand and long hair brushed her cheek.

She suddenly shivered with fright. She thought of one thing. She was in the coffin before she traveled back through time. Now that she was traveling back, she would most likely still appear in the coffin. Therefore, she was holding a female corpse!

As soon as her back fell into place, she opened her eyes. Sure enough, she was in the coffin, with a fair face looking at her intently. I don't know when, there was wind and weak light in this closed stone chamber.

Qiuli's heart that was beating wildly suddenly returned to its original position. She was holding the miko in her arms. It must be that at the moment she shuttled, the miko entered the castle with her.

Qiuli lowered her head and looked to her side. She put her hand on the miko's skirt and a few lines of text appeared in front of her eyes:

[Miko’s coat:

This coat can resist the erosion of all dirt, even water, fire, and sharp blades. The witch does not particularly like it because of its color. Number of uses: until it is damaged, but who can let the witch's clothes be damaged?!]

What a good thing. Just when Qiu Li was envious, the miko stood up and broke away from her embrace. Qiu Li was disappointed for a moment.

The witch turned around and pulled her up from the coffin, "Where is this place?" she asked curiously.

Her hands were cold and soft, not like a dead person.

Qiuli straightened up and took out the wind lantern. There was silence all around. The female body disappeared without a trace. There was a faint light coming from the passage ahead.

"Do you understand what I'm saying? This is the church's dungeon, but it's a dungeon hundreds of years from now." Qiuli combined her words to explain to her.

"So, we passed through the barrier of time and appeared in the same place?" The witch thought carefully and expressed her understanding of this paragraph.

She followed Qiuli and walked into the passage,

The shrine maiden's wisdom saved Qiuli a lot of energy, "Yes, but it's not safe here now. Don't leave the light range in my hand."

"Okay." The witch stretched out her hand and gently grabbed the corner of her clothes, like a harmless little girl.

The stone door was indeed open. As soon as he came out of the passage, Qiuli saw a familiar laboratory.

There is still no power in the room, and the sound of rain outside can be vaguely heard in the laboratory;

Qiuli breathed a sigh of relief as she didn't see those black shadows in the basement.

The witch suddenly whispered: "Is this a place dedicated to the study of witchcraft?" She let go of her hand and pointed to the bottles and jars in the laboratory.

Qiuli was stunned for a moment, then thought about it, she had used these utensils to make potions for witches, "You can also say that, but in your time it was called witchcraft, in this world, it can be called chemical experiments."

The miko reached out and took out an experimental flask and alcohol stove and held it in her hands.

"This is for high-temperature heating." Qiuli explained.

"Can I take it with me?"

"Okay, if you can carry it, it's no problem to take them all." Qiuli generously showed kindness to others.

"Okay." The witch smiled softly, and under the illumination of the wind lantern, she stuffed the two things she chose into her cuffs.

Qiuli boldly reached out and touched them. The sleeves were flat. She looked at the miko and wanted to know their whereabouts.

The witch turned a blind eye to her expectations and stretched out her hand to hold her lapel: "Should we continue to move forward?"

Qiuli looked towards the living room. The light of the wind lantern could not shine that far. She said softly:

"Of course, I also need to get some medicine, mineral water, and some weapons."
Chapter completed!