"You will pay for what you do. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info" said the witch in front of her, shrouded in black robes, in a voice that looked like wooden blocks rubbing against each other.

"Oh?" The fortune teller's guest scoffed.

This is on a vast continent of silver moons with sharp ends and rounded middles, curved like crescent moons. To be precise, it is a mountain boar town on the border of the Baichuan Kingdom in the north-central part of the country, which is the entrance to the Enchanted Forest. It is also a traffic artery for commercial transportation.

The old one, relying on the witch who divined the adventurers came and went, regretted it. She was just an ordinary solicitation of business, divining a little girl passing by.

The little girl was about ten years old, with fine blond hair, white skin, big blue and bright eyes, very cute, and a crisp and pleasant voice, which made people feel very happy.

"Sweet little girl, your dreams will come true." The witch said.

"Really?" The little girl blinked with big eyes, "Thank you, old woman, can you help my sister also divination, my sister seems to be very restless lately, and I am worried about her." ”

"Of course, little girl." The witch said so.

Then the witch regretted it.

"Don't do that! Guest, you are blasphemy! The witch watched in distress as her beloved crystal ball was grabbed in her hand and thrown into the air.

The man was tall, wearing a dark red tweed coat, carrying an unpretentious two-handed sword on his back, the coat was open, and the leather gun belt leaked inside, and he was also equipped with a hunting knife. This is a woman who is not very honest, wearing a pair of sunglasses that cover most of her face, a slightly stubborn chin that leaks out of the line, and a wonderful but cold hard lips.

"Gods? In this day and age, there are still people who say gods. "This woman spoke a little frivolously, which made people a little disgusted." If there really are gods, then why is this era so chaotic, war-torn, and the people are struggling to make a living, and the temples are overgrown with weeds, what can such gods do? ”

The witch didn't answer, for the other had put the crystal ball in its place, reminding her, "Your shotgun needs to be maintained, old woman." ”

This is about an old rifle hanging on the wall behind the witch, which her son had knocked out, and which was probably hung here to deter thieves and thugs.

"What's your name?" The witch said angrily, "There are gods in the world, and the chaos of the present era is that the gods are punishing us, and the gods have chosen a savior for us, and the savior will rule the world, establish an ideal kingdom, and save all people from fire and water." ”

"Before I was born," paused, "the old immortal of the temple said that God had chosen a savior, and that humanity just had to wait honestly to be saved." But until he died, even the temple collapsed, and there was no god to say. Now if you want me to believe that gods exist, I might as well tell me that there are elves in the Enchanted Forest! ”

"My name is Bing Qingcheng, I told you." Bing Qingcheng said, pointing to the enchanted forest in the distance.

There are no elves in the Enchanted Forest, no goblins, monsters and the like, even three-year-old children know about it, and they have been surveyed and studied by scholars, and only humans in this world can do magic and vindictiveness.

"Please sit down and write your name on this piece of paper." The witch said angrily.

Bing Qingcheng cooperated and happily wrote his name on the slip of paper and pushed it from the table to the witch. Then the witch quickly took out a small bowl, burned the paper strips into ashes in the small bowl with fire, and poured it on the crystal ball with water.

"The next step is to stare at the paper ash on the crystal ball." Bing Qingcheng said. She knows a lot about the witch's divination process, but she is very polite, and the real thing is to look at the omen in the crystal ball, which is said to be a prophecy fragment that only she can see. However, despite this, she still took her sunglasses off her face.

The witch suddenly understood why she was wearing sunglasses. Ice blue orange has a pair of unusual people, looking a little terrifying, dark golden eyeballs, these eyes are more like the pupils of crocodiles and poisonous snakes, without the agility and hydration of normal people, the dark pupils are irradiated by the sun, and they are sensitively shrunk into a vertical olive-shape.

The crystal ball sprinkled with water is smooth and moist, and the sun is somewhat dazzling. It was a gray, light-permeable, opaque crystal ball barely the size of a finger open to grasp. Bing Qingcheng slowly lay down on the table, resting his chin on his folded arms, his face parallel to the crystal ball, and quietly watching it.

Hey, haven't you been watching for too long, are you asleep! Windsor said silently in her heart.

Although she and Bing Qingcheng are half-sisters, the blonde and blue-eyed Windsor are really not very similar to Bing Qingcheng, who has a black and wild arrogant big wavy curl. If strictly according to a certain logic, Windsor is indeed not Bing Qingcheng's sister, in Windsor's young body of only ten years old, is the soul of a mature young woman from the earth.

So Windsor, of course, was atheist, and she didn't feel anything when she played it, but out of politeness and compassion, she acted as if she believed it. Then she did an experiment on a whim, what is the attitude of the aborigines here towards the gods, divination, and prophecy.

But Windsor, Windsor, who are you looking for, you have to find your sister Sha Shuo Bing Qingcheng, she is sixteen years old this year, although she is a little mature, but she is still sixteen years old, in the original world of Windsor, sixteen years old is the flower season, the rainy season, and the age of two years of middle school.

There was a small, slight, crisp sound like something was cracking. Windsor heard it, and the sound was very close to her.

"Sister, what do you hear?" Windsor asked, glancing at the crystal ball.

The gray crystal ball bathed in sunlight, and the whole sphere shone in the scorching sun of the morning, as if the sunlight had melted into it. Golden lines appeared on its round body, and with the sound of a thawing glacier, the golden lines became clearer and clearer.

"Sister, sister...... Yes! Snake! ”

A second before the crystal ball "banged" and fell apart, Bing Qingcheng seemed to wake up from a dream, leaned back violently, and the chair under his buttocks fell to the ground, but the person bounced up quickly and stabbed the hunting knife on the table.

If Xue Liang's knife didn't nail the seven inches of a poisonous snake, her behavior of stabbing others with a knife was a provocation. But with a piebald snake that is still writhing?

"Hey, get this thing out of here!" The witch screamed in horror.

"Don't you want it? If you don't make sake, you can sell it for money. Bing Qingcheng said softly.

"Don't, you can take it quickly!"

"Oh, then I'm gone, goodbye."