Chapter 315 ‘Dimension Four’
The room was very quiet.
The fire in the fireplace has returned to normal.
Lin Qiqi stared at the blind witch with a very strange expression, then looked at Luo Xi. She gave Luo Xi a look, which meant asking, 'What's going on? ’
Luo Xi quickly returned an 'I don't know' look.
As for Cinderella, the current plot is completely different from what Luo Xi told her before.
But she is a smart girl.
She knew that now was not the time for her to ask questions, so she yawned and apparently planned to go to sleep in the room inside.
But when she entered the house, she immediately became energetic, put her ear against the wooden door, and had 'gossip' written all over her face.
In the room, only Luo Xi, the blind witch, Lin Qiqi and Kuangshi were left.
Obviously the latter two people had no intention of leaving.
Lin Qiqi suspected that the blind witch was playing tricks, so of course she had to stay and figure out what was going on. At the same time, she was on alert and could take action as soon as possible if something went wrong.
The crazy lion doesn't have that many ideas.
He simply stood here because Luo Xi didn't let him leave.
From the current situation, it can probably be seen that the blind witch knows Luo Xi.
However, in her mind, Luo Xi was not Luo Xi, but 'Wei Si'.
After figuring this out, Luo Xi thought of many possibilities, but he still needed to confirm it.
"Sit down and talk." Luo Xi sat on a chair near the fireplace.
This location is very comfortable and warm.
The blind witch's eyes glowed with light.
This is some kind of magic created by a spell.
"You know me?"
Luo Xi decided to start over.
Because he himself did not expect this situation.
And even in the most bizarre possibility, that is, the blind witch knew him, but she should have called him Luo Xi, not the name 'Wei Si'.
Luo Xi knew very well that he was not Wei Si.
Wei Si is a being whose identity is currently unknown, and who may have created the place called the Day of Imprisonment.
Powerful and hostile!
"Of course I know you, Wei Si!" The tone of the blind witch was very sure.
"The second question is, you call me Wei Si. Did I tell you this name? Who am I in your eyes?" Luo Xi continued to ask.
"Of course you said it. You are Wei Si, the creator of this false world, the source of all suffering and pain." The blind witch said with hatred and hostility in her tone.
"It seems that our previous relationship was not good." Luo Xi didn't remember this at all.
He was carefully observing the blind witch to make sure that she was not lying.
The fact is that no matter how the other party looks at it, it doesn't look like he is lying.
Luo Xi can see through all lies.
If what the other person said is true, then there is a possibility.
The name "Wei Si" was told to the blind witch by my former self.
But why did my past self do this?
Transfer hatred?
But there is no point in doing so, except
"So, what else did I tell you?" Luo Xi needed more clues to outline the truth about 'Fairy Tale Town'.
The blind witch had a strange look on her face. She was observing Luo Xi carefully and did not answer the question immediately.
"You are different from the past." She said.
"What kind of person was I in the past?" Luo Xi asked the other person.
"Friend, teacher, creator, liar, enemy!" After thinking for a while, the blind witch came up with several terms that sounded unlikely to be related to describe it, because some of these words sounded obviously contradictory to each other.
How is it possible to be both a friend and an enemy?
Luo Xi did not ask about this matter, but let the blind witch continue.
If her guess was correct and the blind witch said that she had told her the name 'Wei Si', then her identity was actually similar to 'Teacher Han'.
It’s a ‘memory fragment’.
However, she definitely didn't know about this.
Luo Xi is observing the blind witch, and the blind witch is also observing Luo Xi with her special vision.
In fact, even though it looked like she used magic power to condense her two pupils, the things she actually saw were still different from normal.
The magic eyes can see the words of spells, flames and the outlines of some objects. As for the appearance of people, she can only see a vague shadow. Everyone's shadow is different, especially when she has seen Of course she cannot forget someone who has been there and left a very deep impression on her memory.
‘Dimension Four’ is one.
Moreover, he is still the most important person in her heart.
She has been blind since birth.
A blind man who cannot see anything.
But it wasn't like she couldn't see anything.
She could see some strange writing.
In addition to seeing some weird words, she would often hear some weird whispers for no reason.
Weird words and strange whispers accompanied her memory, making her feel that everything was normal.
The long-lasting memories in her heart were filled with pain, hardship in life and bullying from others, until one day someone called her and told her that her mother accidentally fell off a cliff and died.
At that moment, she felt like the sky was falling.
But she is blind and can't do anything.
She could only learn what a nun in the small town said: "When you feel unfortunate, pray, and God will hear you. When you are pious enough, God will help you."
So she began to pray devoutly.
From that day on, she felt like she could see more weird words and hear clearer whispers.
Until one day, she subconsciously learned the strange tones in the whispers and pronounced a string of notes. Almost the next moment, she heard her mother's voice.
She thought she heard wrongly.
Or, crazy.
Because a few days ago, some people said that she was nagging like a little lunatic.
But soon, her mother hugged her and talked to her a lot.
Although her mother's arms were not as warm as before, and even a little weirdly cold, she didn't care.
As long as my mother can come back.
In fact, she prayed devoutly before, just to get her mother back to her.
After all, that was her only relative.
As long as my mother can come back, if it’s cold, let’s be colder.
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But the happiness was short-lived. Soon, there were screams all around. It seemed that someone had discovered her and her mother. As the woman screamed, she heard more and more footsteps and screamed. There were sounds, including men talking and cursing.
"Undead!"
"Corpse!"
"The monster came back from the dead!"
These words were like sharp knives piercing into her ears.
People around her seemed to be cursing her mother.
She didn't know what was happening, she was scared, but fortunately she was in her mother's arms.
At that moment, she felt like the happiest child in the world.
But the next second, she heard a bang, and with the vibration of her body, it felt like something hit her mother, and the vibration was immediately transmitted to her body.
"Beat her to death!"
"The head of the undead must be chopped off, otherwise, this monster will come back."
"Yes, not only have to chop off the head, but also burn it."
"Where is this blind man?"
"Burn them together. She is a witch, and this monster was summoned by her."
The surrounding curses were noisy, more chaotic and shrill than any sound in the fair.
She was very scared at this moment, but her mother's arms were safe, and she didn't know if it was an illusion. She seemed to hear her mother gently saying to her: "Don't be afraid, child, your mother is here."
She wanted to say something, but someone seemed to rush up and forcefully separate her from her mother.
So she started crying and screaming, someone was hitting her, she was hurting and scared, but she couldn't see anything and couldn't do anything.
No one cared about her crying and yelling.
The surrounding curses and cheers drowned out the voice of a little girl.
She felt like she had been beaten and then tied up. There were sounds of people walking around and sounds like firewood being piled up.
She tried to reach out and touch around, and sure enough she touched a lot of wood and dead grass. She continued to touch and felt a cold hand.
It's mother's hand.
She could feel it because there was a scar on her mother's hand, but at this moment, her mother's hand was cold and a little stiff.
She continued to touch up, but when she reached her shoulders and went up, she couldn't feel anything.
"Where's mom's head?"
Her mind was filled with confusion at this moment.
Of course she thought of a possibility, because just now he heard someone saying that he wanted to chop off his mother's head.
"Did they really do that?"
"Why?"
At this moment, in addition to being scared, she was also very angry.
She was furious because someone chopped off her mother's head.
Who is it?
Anger replaced fear at this moment, and she stared at her surroundings. But in fact, she was blind and could not see anything. But at this moment, she clearly saw some figures, many figures, and each figure was shouting and cursing violently.
Beyond that, she could see a name above each figure.
But the name was written in that weird writing. At the same time, a gust of wind blew over, and following the sound of the wind, she vaguely heard the whisper she often heard.
The whisper is saying, say it to me, add their name
She did so.
Then every time she said the 'name' on the head of a figure, the shadow would fall into pieces and then disappear.
At this moment, the surrounding crowd became more and more noisy, but they were all screams of fear. It seemed like the crowd was running away and crying in fear.
She smiled.
Continue to read until no one's name can be seen in the blurred vision.
There was silence.
The noise before seemed like a dream.
She could probably guess that the people around her who scolded her and chopped off her mother's head were all dead.
Then, she saw another blurry figure, and there seemed to be words on this figure's head.
She subconsciously wanted to read it, but she found that she couldn't read the words above the person's head. The name kept changing, and she couldn't catch the definite note at all.
This has never happened before.
The other party walked up to him and seemed to make some weird noises of admiration.
For example, ‘Unbelievable’, ‘Why are there such indigenous people in the scene? ’, ‘Very interesting! ’ and other words.
Then, the other person knelt down and patted her shoulder.
She felt fear again and subconsciously asked: "Are you going to chop off my head?"
The other party smiled and replied: "No, I want to be friends with you!"
(End of chapter)