Chapter 315 'Dimension 4'

Chapter 315 'Dimension 4'

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 that meant to ask, "What's going on?"

Luo Xi quickly responded with an 'I don't know' look.

As for Cinderella, the current plot is completely different from what Luo Xi had 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 seemed to be going to sleep in the inner room.

But as soon as she entered the house, she perked up, put her ear against the wooden door, and her face was full of gossip.

Only Luo Xi, the blind witch, Lin Qiqi and the mad lion were left in the room.

Apparently the latter two had no intention of leaving.

Lin Qiqi suspected that the blind witch was playing tricks, so of course she had to stay and find out what was going on. At the same time, she had to be on guard so that she could take action immediately if any problems occurred.

The Crazy Lion doesn't have so many ideas.

He was simply standing here because Luo Xi didn't let him leave.

From the current situation, it can be roughly seen that the blind witch knows Luo Xi.

However, in her understanding, Luo Xi was not Luo Xi, but 'Wei Si'.

After figuring out this matter, Luo Xi thought of many possibilities, but he still needed to confirm them.

"Sit down and talk." Luo Xi sat on a chair near the fireplace.

This position is comfortable and warm.

The blind witch's eyes were glowing with a faint light.

This is some kind of magic created by a spell.

"you know me?"

Luo Xi decided to start from the beginning.

Because he himself had not anticipated the current situation.

Even in the most bizarre possibility, that the blind witch knew him, 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 Confinement.

Powerful and hostile!

"Of course I know you, Wei Si!" The blind witch's tone was very certain.

"The second question is, you call me Wei Si. Have I ever told 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 and the source of all suffering and pain." The blind witch's tone was filled with hatred and hostility.

"It seems that our relationship was not good before." Luo Xi didn't remember this at all.

He was observing the blind witch carefully to make sure she was not lying.

The fact is, no matter how you look at it, the other party doesn't seem to be lying.

Luo Xi can see through all lies.

If what the other person says is true, then there is a possibility.

The name 'Wei Si' was told to the blind witch by my past self.

But why did I do this in the past?
Divert hatred?
But there is no point in doing this, except
"So, what else did I tell you?" Luo Xi needed more clues to outline the truth about 'Fairy Tale Town'.

There was a strange look on the blind witch's face. She was observing Luo Xi carefully and did not answer the question immediately.

"You are not the same as before," she said.

"What kind of person was I in the past?" Luo Xi asked.

"Friend, teacher, creator, liar, enemy!" After thinking for a while, the blind witch said several nouns that sounded unlikely to be related to describe it, because some of these words sounded obviously contradictory.

How is it possible to be both a friend and an enemy?

Luo Xi did not ask any more questions on this matter, but let the blind witch continue.

If my guess is correct, this blind witch said that I told her the name "Wei Si", so her identity is actually similar to "Teacher Han".

It's a 'memory fragment'.

However, she certainly didn't know about this.

Luo Xi was observing the blind witch, and the blind witch was also observing Luo Xi with her special vision.

In fact, even though it seemed that she used magic to condense two pupils, what she actually saw was still different from normal.

The magic eye can see the words of spells, flames and the outlines of some objects, but of a person, she can only see a vague shadow. Everyone's shadow is different, especially someone she has met before, who has left a very deep impression in her memory and of course she will never forget it.

'Dimension Four' is one.

Moreover, he is the most important person in her heart.

She has been blind since birth.

A blind man who can't see anything.

But she didn't see nothing.

She could see some strange words.

In addition to being able to see some strange words, she would often hear some strange whispers for no apparent reason.

Weird words and eerie whispers accompanied her memory, making her feel that everything was normal.

The distant memories in her heart were filled with pain, hardships 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 was blind and could do nothing.

She could only learn what a nun in the small town said: "When you feel unfortunate, pray. In this way, God will hear you. When you are pious enough, God will help you."

So she began to pray devoutly.

And from that day on, she felt that she could see more strange words and hear clearer whispers.

Until one day, she subconsciously imitated the strange tone of the whisper and recited 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, someone said that she was always talking nonsense and was like a little lunatic.

But soon, her mother hugged her and talked to her a lot.

Although her mother's embrace was not as warm as before, and even felt strangely cold, she didn't care.

As long as mom can come back.

In fact, her previous devout prayer was to have her mother return to her.

After all, they were her only relatives.

As long as mom can come back, it doesn’t matter if it’s cold.

But happiness was short-lived. Soon, screams were heard all around, as if someone had discovered her and her mother. As the woman screamed, she heard more and more footsteps, and then screams came one after another, accompanied by the sounds of men talking and cursing.

"Undead!"

"Corpse!"

"A monster that has returned from the dead!"

These words were like sharp knives piercing her ears.

The people around seemed to be cursing her mother.

She didn't know what was happening and she was very scared, but fortunately she was in her mother's arms.

At that moment, she felt like the happiest child in the world.

But in the next second, she heard a bang, and as her body vibrated, she felt like something hit her mother, and the vibration was immediately transmitted to herself.

"Kill her!"

"The head of the undead must be chopped off, otherwise, this monster will come back."

"Yes, not only will the head be chopped off, but it will also be burned."

"What about this blind man?"

"Burn them together. She is a witch and she summoned this monster."

The sound of cursing all around was very noisy, more chaotic and sharper than any sound in the market.

She was very scared at this moment, but she felt safe in her mother's arms. She didn't know if it was an illusion, but she seemed to hear her mother whispering to her, "Don't be afraid, kid. Mom is here."

She wanted to say something, but someone seemed to rush over and forcibly separate her and her mother.

So she started crying and screaming, someone was hitting her, she was in pain and scared, but she couldn't see anything and couldn't do anything.

No one cared about her crying and shouting.

The curses and cheers around drowned out the voice of a little girl.

She felt like she was beaten and then tied up. She could hear people walking around and a sound like firewood being piled up.

She tried to reach out and feel around, and sure enough, she touched a lot of wood and dead grass. She continued to feel around, 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 very cold and a little stiff.

She continued to feel upwards, but when she reached her shoulders, she couldn't feel anything.

"Where's Mom's head?"

Her mind was full of confusion at this moment.

Of course she thought of a possibility, because she just heard someone say that they wanted to chop off her mother's head.

"They really did that?"

"why?"

At this moment, in addition to being scared, she was also very angry.

She was furious because someone had 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 angrily.

In addition, she could see a name above each figure's head.

However, the name was written in that strange script. At the same time, a gust of wind blew over, and following the sound of the wind, she vaguely heard the whispering voice that she often heard.

Whispering, repeat after me, add their names
She did so.

Then, every time she read the 'name' above a figure's head, that figure would break into pieces and then disappear.

At this moment, the crowd around them became increasingly noisy, but all of them were screams of fear. It seemed as if the crowd was running away in fear, crying and shouting.
She smiled.

I continued to read until I could no longer see anyone's name in my blurred vision.

There was silence.

The noisy sound before seemed like a dream.

She could probably guess that all those people around her who cursed her and wanted to chop off her mother's head were dead.

Then, she saw a blurry figure, and there seemed to be words on the figure's head.

She subconsciously wanted to read it, but she found that she couldn't pronounce the words above the person's head. The name kept changing, and she couldn't catch the specific notes at all.

This has never happened before.

The other party walked up to him and seemed to make some strange sounds of praise.

For example, words like "unbelievable", "How could there be such aboriginals in the scene?", "very interesting!"

Then he squatted down and patted her on the shoulder.

She felt the fear again and asked subconsciously: "Are you going to chop off my head?"

The other party smiled and replied: "No, I want to be friends with you!"

(End of this chapter)