"Hua Xiaomian, female, prophetic witch, died at the age of 24..."The master of ceremonies was reading the memorial book solemnly, and the audience was solemn. Hua Xiaomian gradually regained consciousness, however, after regaining consciousness, she gradually found that something was wrong, and blurted out curiously: "Am I still here? What are you talking about?" and so on, what's going on, how can my body be?

After a short period of panic, Hua Xiaomian realized that she was now just a ghost, and everyone couldn't see it. The pain hits, and the clip from last night flashes by...

Last night, the lightning flashed and thundered, Hua Xiaomian couldn't bear her cousin's request, and promised to take her to Dream Mountain to see the clouds and fireflies.

It is a guide that can only be summoned by witches in certain situations, and although it looks like a firefly, it has the texture of clouds and the bright light of sparks on the night of a thunderstorm, and it looks mysterious and noble. Not only is it a status symbol for witches, but it also assists witches in divination, and can also be used as a guiding light in times of crisis.

Hua Xiaomian was constantly dragged forward by her cousin along the way, and she didn't have time to see what was around her.

At the request of her cousin, Hua Xiaomian summoned the cloud light firefly to show her cousin. All of a sudden, the lightning and thunder became strange. Under the darkness, countless dangers infected. In the corner where he was not looking, a dark shadow leaped in and quickly approached. A plastic bag was put on Hua Xiaomian's head, Hua Xiaomian instinctively reacted to pull the plastic bag, and saw her beloved cousin stretching out her hand towards her in the faint light, and quickly called for help: "Help me... ”

It's a pity that it backfired, and my cousin actually reached out and held herself, and in the shocked eyes, Hua Xiaomian slowly lost the strength to struggle. At the last glance, I don't know if it's an illusion, Hua Xiaomian actually saw her husband, it turned out that the danger lurking in the dark just now was you! Those sweet words, those mountain alliances and sea vows, those desperate for themselves, turned out to be fake! It turned out that you also wanted me to die... Hua Xiaomian pulled the corners of her mouth with difficulty and laughed self-deprecatingly, and her consciousness slowly disappeared.

In the gradual loss of consciousness, everything in the past flashes by like a marquee.

What would you do if suddenly one day you had the power of prophecy? That's how I smiled and suddenly one day I had the power of prophecy and became a little witch. This is both a good thing and a bad thing.

I thought so, and slowly closed my feeble eyes, preferring not to believe him.

"You go die, if you die, what you have will be integrated into my blood and bones, hahahaha... When the consciousness was about to disappear completely, the cousin's voice came, and the tone was still soft and weak, but the light of the glowing clouds and fireflies gave people a cold feeling. I know every word of this sentence, but why can't I understand it at all?

Cousin, you are the person I love the most, how can you be the one who takes advantage of me? Husband, you are the person I love the most, how can you be the one who calculates me? How can the person I trust, how can you hurt me? What did I do wrong? You want to do this to me!

This must not be true! Hua Xiaomian felt that she could not accept this fact. A suction frenzy hits, am I finally leaving?

Hua Xiaomian's soul fluttered and floated, and the next time he could hear the voice was already at his funeral.

Not long after, the funeral ended, watching people leave one after another, Hua Xiaomian subconsciously followed Hua Weiyu (that is, Hua Xiaomian's cousin), one wanted to make herself die, and the other wanted to take another look at the place where she had stayed.

Unconsciously, he followed Hua Weiyu to a corner of his marriage room, and looked at it, isn't this Mo Zili (Hua Xiaomian's husband) sweetly hugged himself after he got married and said, "The room in this corner is a small warehouse, don't come over my baby Mianmian in the future, I'm afraid of dirty your hands." Hua Weiyu easily took out a key with a patina red handle engraved with a butterfly pattern from her pocket, opened the door and walked inside.

Seeing that the door was about to close, Hua Xiaomian quickly retracted her memories and followed her inside.

The gloomy atmosphere and the smell of blood along the way all hinted at something, and I became more and more uneasy, and I couldn't help urging in my heart: "Hurry up, what happened here!"

Finally, we reached the end of the passage.

Hua Xiaomian couldn't help but get nervous in her heart, and the voice in her heart kept calling for herself, although there was a familiar feeling about to come out, but she couldn't believe it and didn't dare to admit it.

At the end of the passage were three large cages, the first two of which each held a person, and there was also a guard-like person standing next to it, and only the third cage was empty.

The two people who were locked up were covered in blood, and it was a little scary to look at, but a lingering sense of familiarity came to my heart.

The person in the cage on the left may be a woman, but she doesn't look like it, her hair is almost completely shaved, her face is slashed with many knives, and her exposed skin has many signs of cigarette burns.

The person in the cage on the right is an old man, his gray hair reflecting the old age, and his eyes are closed, like the last remaining stubbornness of lost hope.

Finally, Hua Weiyu walked in, she smiled softly, "Have you thought about it? Then he approached the man with his shaved head, and continued to laugh, but unfortunately there was a hint of evil at the corner of his mouth, "Are you still struggling? ”

Without waiting for Hua Weiyu to continue speaking, the man's hoarse voice was accompanied by bloody spittle Xingzi exploded in the cage, "Phew, disgusting." ”

Hearing this voice, Hua Xiaomian's mind instantly became blank, it turned out to be her! Rong Xue'er! She usually loves stinky beauty the most, relying on her beauty to be arrogant and awe-inspiring, and disdainful of gifts sent by others. She treats unfamiliar people as ruthlessly as the autumn wind sweeping away the leaves, and treats herself as gently and considerately as a spring breeze. No matter what fun and delicious food she gets, she keeps it all for herself, and if there is any danger, she rushes ahead of herself, and she is injured, and she is more anxious and nervous than herself...

Rong Xue'er is like this now, is it also because of Hua Weiyu? Hua Xiaomian closed her eyes a little unbearably, the disappointment that could not be concealed in her eyes expanded more and more, and her body silently began to exude a gloomy aura.

After some questioning, Hua Weiyu didn't get the news she wanted, but was still in a rage, with disappointment and disgust in her eyes, she casually threw Rong Xue'er back to the ground, waved her hand and walked into another cage. The guards on the side received the news and immediately locked the cage smartly.

Hua Weiyu walked straight over and kicked the old man, seeing that there was no reaction, he frowned, stared at the guard on the side and asked, "What's the matter?"

The guard replied in a panicked manner, "Miss, it's nothing, maybe it's because of excessive blood loss that caused a fainting reaction." Why don't you try again?"

"Wake him up!"

Under the torture of the guards, the old man woke up.

"What more do you want?" asked the old man with a weak sigh, not a hint of hatred in his expression, but a look of pity and noncommittality.

His appearance made Hua Weiyu feel a nameless fire in his heart, "Old fellow, what do you mean? Miss Ben can tell you that this is what Miss Ben deserves! Don't act like you pity Miss Ben!"

Hua Xiaomian didn't have time to listen to the rest of the conversation, she was already shocked, this old man is obviously the master who introduced himself to learn the ability of prophecy!

Don't let Hua smile and sleep and think too much, Hua Weiyu has already started to do it.

I saw Hua Weiyu holding a small paintbrush in her hand, slowly approaching the old man, and the guard skillfully unwrapped the old man's clothes for her and then held the old man's hand, for fear that the old man would struggle and hurt her. Hua Weiyu drew a coffin on the old man's body, and then sat next to the old man, admiring the pain of the old man being scratched by the guards with tattoo tools. The guard was hinted at by Hua Weiyu, and not only took the tool to the fire, but also silently increased the strength of his hand, making the old man more and more painful.

"I'll see how hard your bones can be, I'll look at you like this every day, when will you be willing to tell me the way?" Hua Weiyu was still soft and glutinous, but there was no sign of weakness in his tone, but it made people feel a little annoyed. Hua Xiaomian couldn't help but feel a chill in her heart, why didn't she find out that she was such a person before?

Looking at this situation, there must be some interests involved, right? Hua Xiaomian thought so.

"Well, do you want to know? Alas, it doesn't hurt to tell you, anyway, my old man is also a dying man, but you must not regret it in the future!" the old man looked at Hua Weiyu sadly, and finally opened his mouth.

"That thing exists in her body, and if you want to get it, you will be damned, so you chose to be in the thunderstorm night, you must have already found some eyebrows, right?"

"It's worthy of that guy's master, and his prophetic ability is okay, so do you want to guess what I'll do next?" Hua Weiyu raised his eyebrows and looked at the old man with a hint of certainty.

"I don't know who told you this, but if you want to know, go to the Dream Mountain Library and you'll know everything. But unfortunately, if you learned it from someone else, then the secret may have been taken away. ”

In this case, it is difficult to judge whether the old man is good or bad, and it is not known whether he said this because he did not want to be tortured any longer, and we cannot delve into it.