Chapter 819 Swamp Hut
After a while, Xitlari began to slowly tell what she had seen in Shao Yun's vision.
"I saw many stories," she said softly. "I saw a camp on a high ground where people were singing and dancing happily, full of beautiful fantasies about the future."
Then, she paused for a moment, and then continued, "I also saw a camp by the sea; ancient hatreds and modern grudges ended in a burning manor..."
Xitrali's speech speed became faster and faster. She seemed to be driven by some force and kept describing what she saw.
"I saw a dilapidated villa; you will kill us all..."
"I saw a cave where your father was deceived by a clever trick... You need not expect anything from him anymore."
"I also saw a pasture," she said, slowing down a little. "You will remember the past at the cost of your future."
Finally, Xitila's voice became a little unclear, "I finally saw it, from the snow mountain to the cave, from the river to the river..."
"There is another paragraph... In a sea of fire and a land of corpses, the devil will be sacrificed there... I can't see the rest clearly..."
When Mavica heard the word "sea of fire", she couldn't help but feel puzzled.
She stroked her chin, looked puzzled, and asked, "Flame? Does this have anything to do with Nata?"
Xitrali slowly opened her eyes and came back to her senses from her clairvoyance.
Her eyes were a little confused, and it was obvious that she herself was also very confused by what she had just seen.
"I don't quite understand..." Sitrali shook her head and muttered to herself, "What do these mean?"
She paused for a moment, sorted out her thoughts, then briefly described what she saw on Shao Yun and concluded:
"However, according to my feeling, Mr. Shao Yun, you will face an important decision in the future. This decision is of great significance to you and will affect the trajectory of your life."
Shao Yun listened expressionlessly, and didn't seem to react much to Xitlal's words.
He just shook his head lightly, looking a little unimpressed, and said, "An astrologer named Mona from Mond also told me something similar..."
Then, Shao Yun added: "Now, I don't have time to think, let's take it one step at a time..."
Hearing Shao Yun's indifferent attitude, Xitrali did not give up.
Because she saw the most critical problem in Shao Yun.
"I saw your past. Is your name Arthur Morgan or John Marston?"
Seeing Xitila showing great interest in his "name", Shao Yun still maintained his indifferent look and said lightly:
"Names aren't that important..."
However, Xitlari obviously did not intend to let go of this topic easily. She was alert to the fact that Shao Yun thought the name was an insignificant matter.
You are ignorant and fearless. No one knows better than you how important a name is.
Analogous to Gu Ming, those are life-saving methods that can bring you back to life! The consequences of Gu Ming's "loss" are far-reaching, and Katsina is lost in the Kingdom of the Night God!
You don’t even know your name, so what’s the difference between you and the walking dead?
"Names are very important and should never be taken lightly! A name implies the fate and destiny of a person or god, and it keeps you from losing yourself. If you don't understand it, it will be very troublesome!
Shao Yun was a little annoyed by Xitela's insistence. He turned his head impatiently and replied defensively: "I don't want to talk about this issue. Can you stop asking?"
"If you still want to continue your clairvoyance, then let's get started. Otherwise, I'm leaving!"
It’s not that Shao Yun doesn’t want to recall the past, but his head hurts whenever he recalls it.
Besides, it was important to live a good life with Ying and Paimeng now! He had no time to think about his past.
Seeing that Shao Yun was so determined not to talk about his name, Xitlari stopped forcing him and dropped the topic for the time being.
She had no intention of giving up her spiritual vision of Shao Yun. She closed her eyes again and held Shao Yun's hands tightly with both of her hands.
"Okay, Katsina wouldn't be as awkward as you. I'll try again, and this time I'll be serious..." Sitlari said softly.
Shao Yun watched Xitrali, who was very alert and had entered a state of clairvoyance, so he stopped talking and did not disturb her.
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Just as Xitrali was concentrating on observing Shao Yun with her mind, a powerful force suddenly came and forcibly pulled her soul out of her body.
Her consciousness was as confused as if it had been hit by a ceratosaurus from the Wolu Kingdom.
I just felt like a feather, floating lightly into the sky.
When Xitila opened her eyes, she found herself in a completely unfamiliar environment.
It was surrounded by a dense, humid swamp forest, the ground was covered with wet swamps, and it exuded a foul smell.
In front of her stood a small house, looking lonely and somewhat eerie.
Xitrali's heartbeat suddenly quickened. She swallowed nervously and observed the unfamiliar environment around her vigilantly.
"Where is this place? Am I dreaming?"
However, everything around her seemed so real that she couldn't believe it was just a dream.
Suddenly, there was a creaking sound coming from the small house in front of me, and the sound was particularly harsh in this silent forest.
Then, the door of the cabin inexplicably opened slowly, as if inviting me in.
Xitrali stared with wide eyes at this strange and abrupt scene, and the fear in her heart became stronger.
What on earth has Shao Yun been through?
Faced with this unknown scene, Xitila still plucked up the courage and shouted to the hut: "Hello, is anyone there?"
However, there was no response from inside the house, only the door creaking.
Xitrali's brows were tightly furrowed, and a series of murmurs arose in her heart.
"Strange, is this Xumi? Why are there swamps, crocodiles, and such a weird hut?"
The more she thought about it, the more she felt something was wrong. Fear mixed with curiosity made Xitlari very curious about this hut, and she decided to go closer and find out what was going on.
When she walked into the cottage, a stale smell hit her in the face. This cottage had been there for a very, very long time.
The light in the house was a little indescribable. There were only many candles burning, and the light they emitted made the environment in the house look very strange.
Sitrali looked around, carefully observing the layout of the room.
On the right side of the room was a long table with two blurry photos on it.
There are also many burning candles arranged around the photo, making the whole scene look a bit weird.
Sitrali walked around the room and finally set her eyes on the unfinished painting in the center of the house.
This painting caught her special attention because it seemed out of place in its surroundings.
"This...is this an oil painting?"
Xitrali approached the painting curiously and examined it carefully.
The colors of this oil painting are somewhat dim, and the lines on the picture appear somewhat messy, but it reveals a mysterious atmosphere.
As Sitrali was concentrating on observing the painting, something strange happened.
The oil painting seemed to come to life and began to change slowly.
The colors on the picture gradually became brighter, and the lines became clearer, eventually forming the shape of a "person".
A man wearing a black top hat appeared in the picture. He had a mustache above his lips and looked a little mysterious.
Xitrali's throat seemed to be blocked by something. She swallowed hard, and a chill ran down her spine.
This feeling of being vaguely monitored is both fascinating, terrifying, and so tempting...
Her eyes were fixed on the painting in front of her. She wanted to look away, but her gaze was firmly locked by an invisible force.
"This...what is this..." Her voice trembled with disbelief and fear.
Just as Xitlal was concentrating on gazing at the strange painting, her peripheral vision suddenly caught a glimpse of a floor-length mirror nearby.
This look immediately gave me a bad impression.
Sitrali's eyes suddenly widened, and the indescribable fear instantly swept over her whole body, wrapping her tightly.
Because, in the mirror, she saw her own reflection, but behind her, stood the man in the painting!
His presence was so real; he was standing behind her, watching her silently.
Sitrali's breathing became rapid, and her legs seemed to be nailed down, unable to move.
She wanted to scream, but found that her throat could no longer make any sound.
The fear was like a black wave that drowned her and made it impossible for her to escape.
"Ah!!!" Finally, Sitlari let out a scream of terror.
Mavica was not kidding him. The guy that Shao Yun was afraid of really existed!
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