Crackling.

Except for the crackling sound of the black flames burning, the entire church fell silent.

After all the people were touched by the illusory black fire, they only felt a headache, and a memory that did not belong to them was forcibly stuffed into their brains, like a videotape recording and recording, and suddenly there was an old picture of burnt yellow.

This memory is dark, painful, and has the stench of burning, but it corroborates with his real memories, and he can't even deceive himself into hallucinating.

Qi Zihuan bypassed the disciples with dull eyes and stood still, slowly walked to Sharon's side, squatted down and took her into his arms.

The golden light on her body was like a liquid, slowly flowing onto the little girl's body, and gently covering it.

Sharon's eyes regained clarity, and she subconsciously struggled in horror, and when she saw that it was a kind-looking doctor Qi in front of her, she unconsciously relaxed her guard and rested her head on his shoulder tiredly.

Qi Zihuan patted the little girl's back, and the two figures, one big and one small, were bathed in the golden light, snuggling up to each other.

……

There are many students in the classroom, but Alesa feels very lonely at the desk.

"She doesn't have a father, she must have been born to her mother and a wild man outside."

"My mom had to tell me every day when I went out not to play with her."

"She's a witch, you see how cute she looks, and she's going to seduce men in the future."

She didn't look up, but she knew that many people around her were turning around and staring at her unscrupulously, discussing her background and her appearance with the classmates next to her...... Everything about her.

Every day. These mean, filthy words lingered in her ears, every day.

Fingers touched the bumps on the table, which Glenn had carved with a knife the last week in front of her—the shrine maiden. At that time, Glenn smiled cruelly, and in front of her, he carved the crooked handwriting one by one. She didn't dare to resist, for fear that even if she said the word "no", the pencil sharpener that flashed with cold light would cut her body.

"Burn this witch! Burn her! ”

I don't know who started first, and shouted while slapping the table.

"Burn this witch! Burn her! ”

All the children in the classroom were banging on their desks frantically and shouting.

Alesa was frightened and looked up at the distorted faces around her, dazed and helpless.

She fled, like a lost dog, and didn't even have the courage to turn around and bark.

She hid in the women's restroom, it was class time, and it was the only place where she could escape the crowd.

In the last cubicle of the women's bathroom, a cleaner is cleaning with a cloth. He had greasy hair and a scruffy beard, and when he heard Aretha's footsteps, he turned around and smiled at her, revealing two rows of yellowed teeth.

The cleaner wasn't as angry as her classmates, but Aretha thought his smile was even more heart-wrenching.

"Alesa, right? I've heard of you. The cleaner smiled, her eyes glancing at her white calves under her school skirt, and slowly walked step by step.

Araetha stepped back in fear until she was leaning against the cold tiles on the wall.

The cleaner was more than twice her size, staggering close like a wild bear. At the moment when she was caught by the wild bear, she saw a name tag on the dirty overalls - Collins.

Screams of exhaustion, tearing pain, nausea churning in the stomach......

Alaisa sat on the cold floor, trembling uncontrollably, tears long gone.

She picked up her tossed panties and frantically wiped the dirty blood on the floor, as if she could erase everything that had happened if she wiped it away......

The door to the cubicle opened, and her mother, with a tearful face, appeared in front of her and silently picked her up.

Mom is also in pain.

No, no one can feel my pain! Even if it's a mother who loves her deeply.

In the principal's office, Aretha's aunt was talking to her mother, and her tone was extremely impatient.

For as long as she can remember, she has always been afraid of her aunt, because her aunt always looks at her with cold disgust, just like others.

“…… Even the children at school know that your daughter is a sinful seed, and her words cannot be trusted, and there will never be such a dirty thing in my school. My aunt stood up from behind her desk and said to her mother.

"Chris Bella, please listen to what Alesa has to say......"

Before her sister could finish speaking, Chris Bella interrupted rudely: "Daria, why do you still refuse to say the name of the child's father?" ”

This sentence was like a mantra, and every time it came out of my aunt's mouth, it made my mother give up all resistance and remain weak and silent.

"You have brought sin upon everyone." The aunt approached and continued, "We are going to gather all the believers in the town and put a judgment on Aretha to cleanse this uncleanness. ”

Fearfully, Alesa hid behind her mother, tugging at the hem of her blouse.

The aunt reached out and stroked her mother's long hair, and her tone softened a little: "My dear sister, you are always too weak. You have to believe in us, Daria, in the power of faith, and we will be restored to our innocence. ”

One night a week later, Aresha was taken by her mother to the largest restaurant in town.

She had heard of it, and now that it was almost deserted from tourists, the hotel had become a place for congregational meetings and ceremonies.

Vehicles kept coming, and one by one the black-veiled instructors walked into the hotel with solemn expressions.

Aretha followed her mother and aunt to the door of room 111. The aunt suddenly turned around and stopped the mother who was about to enter the room.

"You can go, Daria." My aunt's veil covered her eyes, and she couldn't see her expression clearly, "You can rest assured that we are not fighting sinners, but sin itself." ”

Instinctively, Alesa wanted to hide from her mother, but the disciple next to her aunt reached out and dragged her into the room.

The moment she closed the door, she saw her mother take off her veil and look at a loss.

The room was large, surrounded by a circular staircase, on which the faithful stood neatly and in good order.

There was a brazier in the middle of the room, and it was blazing. A rope hung from the middle of the roof, and the emaciated Alesa was being tied.

"Today we are once again coming together to face an existential battle." Standing by the brazier, the aunt looked up at the little girl who was being roasted, and said aloud, "We will use our divine power to cleanse this unclean sin." ”

The people around followed her aunt's recitation.

"Praise God for his clarity."

"Praise the sacrifice of the innocent."

"Praise our faith, and unity."

The rope was cut off.

Fire, really hot.