Chapter Seventy-Two: The Lost Faith

About forty minutes before Xi and Liu Weizun spoke, two girls were digging through the dirt with a thick wooden stick in their hands. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 info At first, it was like this, but later Lisa directly used double hands.

Song Fang's current appearance is a lot more embarrassed than before, not to mention that the brand-name goods all over her body are covered with black mud, and her face is also covered with sweat, and she gritted her teeth and said, "This is really unprecedented!" How could it have fallen into such a field... Feed! If you're misjudged, there's nothing down there, see if I don't slap you! ā€

In fact, it didn't go deep for more than half an hour, mainly because the two girls were not physically strong enough, and the tools were also very limited, plus the light was not enough at night, so it was probably less than a foot of planing.

"Trust my woman's instincts, the corpse is definitely under this tree, and I feel like I'm about to dig up" Lisa knelt on the ground, picked up a small pile of dirt and threw it to the side, she was not as pretentious as Song Fang, and her output accounted for most of it.

"Cut! As if I'm not a woman, why do I feel more and more unreliable? ā€

Lisa said while digging with her bare hands, "That's because you are an ordinary person, and you have been confined in the Golden Fence since you were a child, and your field of vision is too small, which causes your various senses to deteriorate!" ā€

Song Fang pouted behind her back, "Then what environment did you grow up in?" Wouldn't it really be a witch to make a living? Do you know what we call people like you? The gods are all good... ā€

Lisa wiped the sweat from her head with her arm, but still painted her face, "You also said, witches are just an identity, not my profession. I'm an accountant, and my family has been a wizard for generations, so I don't have a choice."

"Yo! What do you mean by that, a magical family? It's really high-end, if you put it in Harry? In Potter, it's the legendary 'pureblood'. Song Fang didn't seem to miss any opportunity to tease her, and used a poisonous tongue to release her depressed mentality.

"What do you have to say to make you understand? Wizards aren't as magical and legendary as you think, and what my generation can learn is a little bit of a trivial. ā€

Song Fang put her arm on the wooden stick and took a breath first: "Then you are obviously Chinese, why do you choose a foreign name?" Lisa? What mop?怂怂怂 ā€

"Lisa? Toklerman, I grew up abroad, Chinese-American, my name was given by my grandfather, and I inherited the surname of my mother's family" Lisa didn't mean to stop, and continued to dig hard.

"So you're still half-blood, aren't you? Why can't I see it? Song Fang asked curiously.

Lisa dug out a large rock from the ground and threw it aside, "There is not much Western blood in my generation, have you heard of the Salem Witch Trial?" ā€

Song Fang rolled her eyes, "Don't tell me that you are one of them, who are you bluffing... Thought I really didn't know anything? Salem: That's 1692, how old are you? ā€

This time, Lisa stopped what she was doing, turned her face and smiled a little surprised, "Yo yo, can you still tell the specific year?" Yes, what else do you know? ā€

"More to go, New Orleans legends, St. Louis I's grave, Bell Witch, and so on..." Seeing that Lisa finally stopped thinking of herself as a paranoid, Song Fanghua's cat-like pretty face showed a rather smug look.

Lisa also became a little curious about her, she did underestimate this daughter at first, and it was no wonder, who made her behave so rudely before? It seems that she is not so devoid of connotations, "Why do you study witch history?" ā€

Song Fang shrugged her shoulders and said easily, "Because I like it, I'm interested." ā€

"Huh? I don't understand this, shouldn't a girl like you, who grew up with a golden key in her mouth, yearn for fairy tales like princesses or princes? I actually like the role of a witch, which is often used as a villain by the world... ā€

Song Fang licked her lips, and her expression suddenly became a little... Sad, she continued to dig through the dirt with a stick, which was the first time she had such an expression in Lisa's memory, and she didn't ask any more questions, turning around and putting her hand into the pit again.

After a long while, Song Fang opened her mouth to answer her question, but this time the tone was no longer tricky and frivolous, but a very serious and low voice: "My mother died when I was six years old, and my father was very busy with work, so I only had a lot of toys and exquisite luxury goods that accompanied me since I was a child... ā€

"Once I didn't know if it was a child's words, or if it was the wrong tendon and I ran to ask my father... I asked him, since we have so much money, can we bring my mother back to life? ā€

"Dad didn't indoctrinate me with some unrealistic thoughts because I was young, but realistically said that my mother is dead, and it will never be possible to come back to life, even if we use all the money to invite doctors from all over the world, we can't bring my mother back to life... I was disappointed to hear that, very, very ... Disappointed. I thought that with money, I could have the whole world, but that day I understood, for the first time, that money is not everything."

Speaking of this, tears appeared on Song Fang's false eyelashes, and she shrugged her nose slightly, "Later, I learned from books and movies that in addition to science, there is such a thing as magic in this world, of course, it was just wishful thinking at that time, but... Even if there is only a little hope, what if magic can do what science can't do? A lot of kids older than me laughed at me for being stupid, they said magic didn't exist, but I didn't care, no matter how ridiculous it was, as long as it could bring my mother back to life, I would believe anything. So since I was a child, I have loved to study this knowledge that seems unrealistic to others, like you said, whether it is a novel, a movie, a real historical record... ā€

"But as I grew older and educated in reality ... I eventually gave up, yes, what I had believed in since I was a child. Because as the children who laughed at me said, magic only exists in fantasy, and I no longer have the luxury of meeting a fairy with wings in the forest one day, waving a magic wand to bring me to my mother... At this time, Song Fang had already begun to choke, and she couldn't tell whether it was sweat or tears in her eyes.

Lisa didn't interject from beginning to end, squatting in front and patiently listening to her finish this experience hidden in the heart of the young girl, and after a long time, she asked softly, "The reason why you hate me is not because I am pretending to be a ghost, but because I think I am a real witch... Once again, you broke the beautiful yearning in your heart? It's like telling a child immersed in a fairy tale that there is no Santa Claus in this world? ā€

Song Fang wiped her tears fiercely, and said coldly, "That's right!" Do you know how happy I was when I first learned that you were a real witch? But... Later, this renewed flame of hope was also extinguished by you. It turns out that there are really witches in this world, there is really magic, but this thing is the same as science... It's not a good idea for my dreams! ā€

A dry hand suddenly reached out of the dirt pit and grabbed Lisa's wrist tightly...