There was a strong smell of blood, and the air was cold. On the face of the human form, the entangled black lines twisted, and although there were no facial features, it could be seen that it seemed to be making an expression: "You can put away your murderous energy." ”

The figure turned his face and looked into An Chen's eyes, as if smiling. Then, a terrifying ferocious aura broke through An Chen's murderous aura in an instant and enveloped her.

Cold, An Chen's whole body was trembling, being stared at by that humanoid, feeling like he would be killed in the next second. With just a fluttering look, the human form completely imprisoned An Chen's actions.

"You have killed too few people, and that bit of killing intent will not work for me at all." The humanoid remained polite and modest, ignoring the aura that overflowed from its body.

"The knife is still sealed." The figure looked away, and the terrifying murderous intent vanished. An Chen's body was weak, he was dressed roughly, and he almost collapsed on the ground.

The humanoid didn't look at her again, but continued, "When I dissipate, it will be unsealed and you will become its new master." At that time, every time you kill, you strengthen yourself. ”

As it spoke, there was a trace of sadness in its eyes, and it muttered: "So everyone who wields this knife will have countless blood on their hands. Then ······" Raising his head to look at the endless corpses: "Be a part of here." ”

"This knife will affect the person holding it to kill all the time."

The humanoid suddenly patted his head and smiled: "Ah, yes, I didn't come to you to talk about this." ”

“····” An Chen put his hands on the ground and gritted his teeth with difficulty: "Then you, what are you looking for me for?" ”

"I'm looking for you to talk about your memories." The figure stretched out his hands and expressed his helplessness: "No way, I've been alone for too long, and it's rare to have someone to talk with, so I talk a little more." Now, you can understand that. ”

Memory··· An Chen's face froze, and then he stared coldly at the human form and waited for it to continue.

The humanoid figure touched his chin wanderingly: "Well, to put it simply, your memory is not normal amnesia, but it is just sealed by someone. ”

Rubbing its fingertips, it said slowly, "Your own body has been hit hard, and when it was about to disintegrate, it was absorbed by the knife. You're still breaking down, and it's not long before you're actually dead. As a result, an unfamiliar force sealed the knife's connection with the outside world, that is, you were temporarily sealed here. ”

Speaking of this, the humanoid let out a chuckle: "The master of that power has built his own runes into your body, making your body reorganized, originally I thought he wanted to save you and didn't intervene, but in fact I was wrong. ”

"After reinventing your body, he tampered with your memories and threw away the fragments of memories that were unnecessary for him."

In the chaotic black lines, there seems to be a pair of eyes quietly transverse Anchen: "He makes you forget who you are and who he is." You just remember that he is your creator. ”

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"Bump!" An Chendi's figure appeared above the figure in an instant, and a whip leg fell suddenly, but it was lightly blocked by a black line like a hand.

"I'm going to bother me if you do it so suddenly." The humanoid only blocked Anchen's leg with one hand, and scratched his ears lazily: "Or, are you scared?" ”

The other party's tone made Anchen even more angry.

"You, what do you want to say?" Anchen pressed his legs, and his eyes flashed with a dangerous cold light.

"I'd like to say that guy called Zelas." The figure formed by the correction of the black line shook for a while.

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“！”

An Chendi's eyes opened, but he found that he was lying on the bed, the surroundings were very quiet, it was raining lightly outside, and a few dogs barked occasionally in the deep night.

Dreams?

There was a feeling of soreness in her body, and she found her hand reaching for the side of the bed, holding the black knife.

She remembered that before she came out, the humanoid line stood up, and then walked back into the darkness that she could not see, leaving behind a sentence:

I have here the fragments of your memories that he discarded, and I'll come back to you next time, good night.

staring blankly at the light in the rainy night, Anchen was distracted.

The next day, the town of the West was very lively.

The assembly began in the afternoon, when the light rain was sparse, the sky was obscured, and the light clouds were as red as fire. Most of the residents gathered in the streets to participate in the festival-like event. The long streets are not as crowded as you might think, and people are eating snacks, talking and laughing, or sitting on the side of the road enjoying the rare festival and coolness. The streets were wet, with a slight amount of water on the sand and stone slabs, and the smiles on people's faces were reflected in the rainy sun.

The celebratory atmosphere even infects adventurers and traders who are only passing by, and it is rare to see such a light-hearted and cheerful gathering in a hot and boring place like the desert.

In the town, the streets are dyed crimson in the setting sun, accompanied by the bustle of the crowd in the distance. Anchen held a bunch of fructose in his hand and walked down the street with Ash. Zelas, on the other hand, followed them silently, out of step with the buzz.

People walk down the street, and at the end of the street, they will come to a temple at the end of the street, and ring the bell inside, which is both a kind of thanksgiving and a blessing. On the way to the temple, various events are held, and you can participate at any time. After playing, you can also ring the bell again. From time to time, you can see children running by with laughter and laughter.

"Bell." In front of it, a person still rings the sacred bell in the temple, which is a huge rattle hanging from a beam, and the people who pray for blessings will put a coin in front of it and shake the bell. The clear sound resounded through the town, and it spread like a circle in the rain, and spread far and wide.

Anchen was walking in the crowd, but was attracted by the small shop on the street.

Walk through the crowd and stand in front of a roadside stall with various masks. The masks depict strange expressions and faces, some of which resemble gods and others that resemble youkai.

An Chen looked at the mask hanging on the stall and took down a white ghost face.

"Does Miss want to buy this rakshasa mask? Good eyesight. The boss said with a smile.

"Rakshasas?" An Chen looked at the mask in his hand and blinked.

"yes, with this mask, ordinary imps don't dare to approach." The boss squinted his eyes and introduced, "If you like it, a silver coin will be fine." ”

"Oh, well, give me one." Anchen said, handing over a silver coin, and then put the mask on his face.

Ash's voice came from behind Anchen: "Anchen, why are you here?" Ash walked over and walked behind Anchen with his bow and arrows on his back. In the blink of an eye, she was gone.

"Well, I saw this." An Chen turned his head and pointed to the mask on his face, the ghost face of the Rakshasa was a little vicious.

Ash was stunned for a moment: "This?" ”

Touching the mask, Anchen grabbed the horn on the mask: "Well, it's very special." ”

Zelas was walking down the road with his head down, probably thinking about something. Because it was raining, there was no grit in the oncoming wind, but there were cold raindrops of washed rice. With his hands behind his back, he looked at the street that had been lit up, as if he were in a world away.

Suddenly, he felt the descendants behind him pat him, and turned his head faintly. A dark-haired girl wearing a Rakshasa mask sprang up with her hands outstretched.

"Whew!"

Zelas's movements froze, frozen in place.

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The atmosphere was unusually embarrassing, and Ash, who was standing behind the girl, slowly covered her hand helplessly on her face.

Zelas raised a cross on his forehead, and with a black face, he stretched out his hand and covered the girl's face hard, lifting her mask up, revealing the delicate face under the mask: "Are you bored? ”

"Didn't scare." Under An Chen's calm expression, he said in a tone of faint disappointment.

“······” Only when you are scared can you have ghosts. The corner of Zelas's eyes twitched, and he pressed his hand on Anchen's head fiercely, and turned it fiercely: "No rakshasa is screaming, idiot." ”

"Hmm... Such. ”