Ten days later, Makoto stood a hundred meters outside the house, quietly looking at the house. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

He's been staring at the house like this since he woke up three days ago.

He always felt that he should belong here, and that house gave him a sense of family.

In the past three days, every once in a while, Makoto can always see the five figures that once were.

Not one more, not less one.

"Everyone is still there, so what exactly did I kill?"

"Of course it's your delusion, have you forgotten what Thomas said in the first place? First, haunted houses are phenomena, and second, haunted houses are manifested by thinking for them. ”

"All your thoughts shape the world that best suits you, and at the same time shape the enemies that suit you best. ”

It was rare that Tidlight didn't call him stupid, but explained kindly.

Makoto was a little confused and said, "Could it be that those don't exist?"

Tidlight wandered in his soul and said, "Who said that delusion can't be real?

There was a small cloud of pure white light wrapped in the golden light that represented Tidlet, and she was swaying happily as if she had received a treasure.

Cheng smiled bitterly and said, "Since you know this, then hurry up and return my soul to me!"

That's right, the pure white light was a part of his soul, a small piece of his soul that Tiddelt had stolen out of interest.

In Tidlet's words, it was the reward for protecting him.

However, Makoto was not worried about this piece in Tidlet's hand, because he knew that Tidlight was actually not interested in souls, and she was just joking.

"Let's wait until you recover from the rest of your damage. ”

After saying that, she took this piece of soul to Vinitika's blessing and gently spit out this piece of soul.

Makoto thinks that Tidlight should have no interest in her own soul, but that's not entirely true.

She was intrigued because she had discovered something more interesting.

The first is the denial of innate ability.

This powerful power didn't seem to be without side effects, and after each of Makoto's previous exercises, there would always be some subtle changes in his soul.

And she is still more interested in this change.

It's not for any other purpose, it's just for fun.

"Is this change about fitting yourself into the world, or is it an escape from the world?"

Tidlight slowly felt the subtle changes in this soul through the power of blessing.

"Hmm, in recovery, how does this feeling seem to have something to do with the breath of luck?"

That's right, in addition to those unclear changes, every time Makoto uses his negative talent, his own luck seems to change somewhat.

If he denies the world, then he will inevitably be counterattacked by the world.

Declining luck is one of them.

Perhaps the reason why Cheng planted a big heel this time has something to do with his practice of negating talent.

Luck is an ethereal thing, but there is one person who has mastered it.

Luck is a matter of fate, and the fragments of that fellow of fate, like Tidlet, are already floating everywhere in the Sea of Souls.

Tidlight felt a little unhappy, and said secretly: "Why does it seem to have something to do with that stinky woman, does she also have a crush on this little guy." ”

With this news in her hands, she immediately understood the secret that Makoto didn't know.

This weird haunted house on this island is eighty percent related to the fragments of fate.

"Bastard, why didn't I feel her breath?"

Fate had made Tidlet suffer enough, so it was because of this that the original god-killing forces were created.

But this thing took not only her fate, but also her own life.

Tidlight knows fate very well, and the changes in luck in general nature naturally have nothing to do with her, but the power that can increase or decrease is directly or indirectly related to her.

Makoto's talent involves changes in luck, so it will inevitably be related to fate.

Perhaps it was because the previous fate pretending to be too successful was too successful, and Tidlight instinctively thought that Makoto, who had the ability to decline his luck, naturally resonated with the fragments of fate in some way.

"No, Makoto must be taken out of this island immediately, or this idiot will be snatched away by that stinky woman. ”

It wasn't hard to convince Makoto, who had already developed some kind of fear about the haunted house, especially after saying that his luck had dropped.

Cheng smiled bitterly and said, "So the reason why I have suffered such a big loss here is because I practice my talent?"

Tiddelit comforted: "Don't worry, although you can't use it normally, but once in a while, it's still okay, I put that piece of your soul in Vinitica's blessing, and I can still deal with one or two drops of luck." ”

God is a kind of powerful lifeform that is loved by the world, and if luck exists, these guys are basically the highest beings.

Naturally, the power of the divine power can also affect this.

Makoto's eyes lit up, and he immediately said happily: "Thank you, the matter of finding the fragments is on me." ”

He patted his chest to show his finish, took one last look at the haunted house, and finally chose to leave.

The power that Makoto got in the haunted house has completely disappeared, although it is a pity, but it is an illusory power, and if there is no one, there will be no more.

However, what makes Makoto happier is that although the power is gone, all the knowledge about the power is still intact in his mind.

"From this point of view, this pot that will be trapped in it because of too big a brain hole can't be completely carried on my body. ”

He comforted himself, gently stepped on the water, and walked into the distance.

He didn't turn into a boat, but he thought it was more comfortable, a good way to regulate his body and mind.

But Makoto didn't know that at the moment he left, five figures appeared by the window of the haunted house, and all five figures looked in the direction he left.

A flame slowly appeared in the room, on the floor or on the wall.

These flames are like the speed at which Ying Hecheng leaves, and the more they burn, the more they burn.

The five figures had no intention of extinguishing the fire, so they stared straight at the direction Makoto had left.

A few minutes later, the entire haunted house collapsed, and the dust rose in the wind, like a swarm of gray butterflies, and flew towards the very center of the island.

If one were to look down from the sky, they would see that there were hundreds of different types of houses on the island.

It's probably all haunted houses.

The soot butterfly flew all the way from the seaside to the center of the island, and then, as if demonstrating a step back in time, dust and dust gathered and turned into a house again in an instant.

The figure of the hostess flashed in one of the windows.

Everything seems to be back to the way it was.