Chapter 103: Witches and Spells

In other words, time is constantly moving forward, and each touch of the pocket watch switches to a different world.

Suddenly, a strange noise came from the second floor, and it stands to reason that the people trapped in the twist could not leave, so the only survivors could be the killers of the teenagers.

Guessing that it was probably the murderer left on the line of this world, Jiang Chenchuan subconsciously went to take his weapon, but then, seeing his arm penetrating his body, he reacted that he was already a dying person.

And the best way at the moment is to choose to hide yourself and investigate the distorted truth, this world is too close to modern times, and what can affect it is probably the tragedy that happened in the first two worlds.

I wanted to go back to the second floor quietly and tell Hatsu and Leonid about my discovery, but when I turned the corner, I saw an unexpected figure.

"You ......"

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Early winter slowly opened her eyes, the near-death state was not comfortable, it was beyond the pain of life and death, and even for a moment, she forgot her name, forgot why she appeared in the Duanting Mansion, as if something broke free from herself.

Therefore, when she opened her eyes again, she could not adjust to the darkness before her for a while, and only when she recovered a little, and the terrible pain seemed to be over, that she could re-observe the scene before her, and she could see the floating pocket watch, the light curtain of which was gently fluttering in the evening breeze.

Leonid would never have thought that there was a brave man like Jiang Chenchuan who was willing to take risks, and there was a stupid madman like Chu Dong.

In order to maintain the operation of the pocket watch, he couldn't move, so he could only watch the early winter walk towards Jiang Chenchuan, pick up the staff sword in his hand, turn around, and stab at himself.

"Miss Early Winter!"

Leonid exclaimed, but he couldn't do anything because of the restraints.

It's really an absurd story, turning the corner, I saw a slightly transparent figure in early winter appearing on the second floor, but that appearance has nothing to do with the people of the summer realm, the golden pupils are as weird as an alien race, she feels something, turns her head, and an invisible pressure rushes to her face.

"You...... Who is it? โ€

Jiang Chenchuan was a little vigilant, but looking at the cold temperament, it was a little similar to the early winter.

"Ewell?"

As soon as the tentative words came out, Jiang Chenchuan was able to confirm that the strange woman in front of him was early winter, it seemed that he guessed correctly, most of the members of the Witch Sect had their own secrets, full of unknown mysteries.

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"It's a long story."

Chu Dong didn't seem to want to say it, although the tone and demeanor were similar, but it was a little different from the initial acquaintance.

"You seem to ...... Some things are different. โ€

Jiang Chenchuan slowly walked up the steps, even if they acted together, they were not teammates, Rena had warned him that the Witch Sect belonged to an extremely dark organization, and it was best not to contact him.

"Remembering some of the past experiences, you should also be between life and death...... See what. โ€

It is not a questioning tone, under the same experience, the meaning of early winter Jiang Chenchuan naturally understands, the picture that looks like a nightmare is also an unforgettable memory for him.

It's just that......

He did see some images that did not belong to his memory, and the two of them were silent, and the mansion returned to its original quiet atmosphere.

"These corpses ......"

Surprisingly, this time it was early winter that broke the silence first, and she returned to her original iceberg beauty, but she was not cold, but no matter who came into contact with her, there was a sense of alienation and could not be close.

After glancing around, he immediately understood what had happened here, and walked slowly to the corpse, looking at Leon's corpse, with a confused look in his eyes:

"Why...... Why did he fall under the curse? โ€

"Curse!"

Multiple bruises were supposed to be caused by falls, several wounds were hidden under clothing, but they were covered up so they couldn't be seen, and there was no blindfold in the early winter of the spirit state, so the sign of the silver moon was clearer in her eyes.

"Yes, I didn't know about the situation at the Western-style Pavilion at the time, so I chose to use a curse to save my life."

She shouldn't have told Jiang Chenchuan this secret, but death reminded her of her own identity and the fear of being dominated by a witch, and it was a fool to pin her wishes and hopes on others, but now she was powerless to rely on herself.

Take a gamble?

Gamble your life and tell Jiang Chenchuan the secret of Yinyue.

"You should have heard that Ronalk City, known as the capital of the abyss, is the capital closest to the crack, and the people in the city are not as lucky as Yinglan Beier, with the resources of the energy tree developing rapidly......"

In her golden eyes, an anger called revenge ignited, she turned her head and looked at Jiang Chenchuan and said slowly.

"A few years ago, a plague swept through the city, and I heard that the source was spread by the nearest village in the Xinlan Sea, and the name of the village has long been forgotten, and everyone only calls them ...... Sick Village. โ€

"So...... What does this have to do with the curse? โ€

Jiang Chenchuan, who had calmed down, frowned, it seemed that it was not as simple as he thought to solve the curse on Yulia Dekavo.

"What's the matter...... The disease could not be cured by all means, and the lord of Ronalque died in despair, only until the end that people realized that it was not a disease, nor a plague......"

Chu Dong paused, even if her tone was calm without a trace of fluctuation, she could feel the oppressive atmosphere.

"It's a curse that spreads."

Jiang Chenchuan didn't know what to say, so he could only listen to Chu Dong finish her story.

"However, it was too late at that time, even if the entire city of Ronalk was closed in time, it would be too late, some Ronalk people had already fled their country, and at this moment, a new organization appeared in the city, with mysterious and strange ......"

"Witch Sect."

Hearing that Jiang Chenchuan guessed the Witch Sect, Chu Dong was not surprised.

"Yes, it's the Witch Sect, almost everyone knows the horror of the Witch Sect, and they are good at stealing traces, but what the world doesn't know is that each of our members is burdened with a terrible curse."

Early Winter raised his hand and tapped his eyes lightly, and the mark of the silver moon seemed to light up slightly in the darkness.

"This is our curse, and likewise, the source of our strength."

Hearing this, Jiang Chenchuan thought of Yulia Dekavo, and a conjecture came to mind, not to mention how she was infected with the curse, if there was no curse, would she be able to awaken smoothly and enter the museum to work.

"You don't seem surprised that I'm a member of the Witch Sect...... But also, you're a detective, and you may have caught some clues a long time ago. โ€

In the cognition of early winter, if they are incompetent, they will die if they get close to them, and this kind of death is not what they have done, or some kind of persecution, but like ordinary people accidentally stepping into the world of the awakened, the feeling of detachment from cognition is maddening and devastating.

Obviously, Jiang Chenchuan will not go crazy or collapse, this kind of person is more valuable than eradicating for early winter.

"Forget it, let's reintroduce it...... My real name is Goletri, a native of Ronalk, and I have the curse of the Silver Moon. โ€

As for why she lost part of her memory in the body of a Xia Realm person, Chu Dong didn't plan to tell Jiang Chenchuan one by one.

"Can you tell me what the Silver Moon Curse is?"

"England Beire is such a comfortable country, it's really ...... Some envy, Iwell, the silver moon has a total of seven rounds, it is a chronic poison, with the more and more rounds are born, the stronger the body will be, and the body itself, will become weaker and weaker, and finally, even breathing will become difficult, until it dies of exhaustion. โ€

Early Winter subconsciously wanted to cover his eyes with a blindfold, but he remembered that he was in a spirit state, unable to touch the real thing, and only maintained the state before death until he returned to his body.

"Is there a way to break the curse?"

Listening to Jiang Chenchuan's question, Chu Dong fell silent, she knew what Jiang Chenchuan meant in her heart, but she just moved her gaze into the distance.

"Let's go, I'm going to investigate on the first floor, and if you want, you can touch the pocket watch to travel through different timelines."

Jiang Chenchuan was about to turn around and leave.

"Yes, different curses have different ways to crack them, some are like alchemy, and the curse can be lifted by lifting the spell, some need to use other props with special powers, and some high-level curses need to ...... Kill the spellcaster to crack it. โ€

Chu Dong unconsciously clenched her hands, thinking that she was willing to give Jiang Chenchuan a go, which was also the reason for being cursed, but paradoxically, her various behaviors were manifesting themselves...... She didn't want to die.

At least, not now,

At the very least, to fulfill the mission,

At least......

Kill her!

"Witch ......"

There was hatred in Chu Dong's eyes, that feeling, Jiang Chenchuan was stunned when he turned his head, that look was extremely familiar to him, and even it had always existed in his body, full of hopeless stubbornness.

"Witch?"

"Kill the witch."

It's hard to imagine that Chu Dong would talk to him to such an extent, probably because the spirit state is not bound by the sect, and it is also the only time for her to speak her mind.

"Only by killing the witch can we save Ronalk City and save the people of the whole city."

"Okay, I got it."

Probably finding something similar to himself from her, Jiang Chenchuan did not doubt the rationality of Chu Dong's motives, and of course, he did not forget that this Miss Goletri was also one of the members of the Witch Sect.

Everyone is like this, born with something on their back, some people are easy, some people are destined to carry a load.

Finally said the words hidden in her heart, Chu Dong seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, she looked at the corpses around her lightly, and returned to her original tone to explain:

"The reason why I feel strange is because I used the power of the curse in the foreign pavilion, I have only been in three rounds, and the curse does not kill the curse immediately, but it was not until I saw the corpse that I realized that something was sped up."

"Accelerate ...... You say, time? โ€

Jiang Chenchuan reasoned.

"It's possible."

"In fact, when people lose control of time, the perception of time will also be abnormal, don't believe too much in your own feelings, our current situation, is like putting people in a closed room without clocks, sunrises and sunsets, without any special power, people themselves will also have cognitive distortion, at that time, time in their eyes, will be infinitely extended, not to mention, or not use the timeline......"

Seeing that there was no reply in early winter, Jiang Chenchuan continued.

"Let's go, the most important thing now is to find the source and escape."

There was only one last area left to explore, and when she was about to go downstairs, Hatsu glanced back and took two steps down, as if there was still something to be confirmed, she was not at ease, and returned to Leon's corpse.

"No, it's not like him......"

"What did you find?"

At this point, Jiang Chenchuan still believes very much that there must be something wrong with Chu Dong and allowing her to return to the scene.

The cry of the unjust soul seems to echo in the ears, the curse is dull on the skin of the deceased, and the early winter is a little trance, and it is very risky to use the state of the soul to tempt, but ...... It's also her only chance.

Reaching out and touching the pupils of his eyes, a series of words that Jiang Chenchuan couldn't understand were slowly read out of the mouth of the early winter, accompanied by a special tone, like singing, with this special beauty.

"Please respond to Silvermoon's call."

"Please respond to Silvermoon's call!"

Only the last two sentences are in the lingua franca of England, so they can be understood.

But after waiting for a long time in early winter, the corpse naturally maintained its original appearance, and neither the imprint nor the state had changed at all.

"He ......"

"What's wrong?"

"He didn't die of a curse."

The development did not match expectations, and the early winter was a little surprised, since the mark of the silver moon existed, then he was indeed cursed, which can only show that ...... Someone killed Leon before the curse took effect.

Whoop -

Like the sound of shoes dragging the ground to move, it sounded from the downstairs position, and then, there was the sound of footsteps gradually approaching, listening to the sound, it should be going upstairs.

Consistent with Jiang Chenchuan's inference, on this timeline, there are indeed people alive.

The living murderers have been hiding in the foreign pavilion and can't leave, they can't do anything, the only result is just to find the murderer,

It's not for anything, it's just to give these teenagers who died tragically a fair sanction.

But

When Jiang Chenchuan was about to chase after the sound source and go to find the "murderer", he saw that the "murderer" was walking towards them step by step, directly through Jiang Chenchuan's transparent body, came to the third floor, and stood in front of the headless corpse.

Covered in blood, he slowly bent down, grabbed the corpse's ankles, and dragged him downstairs little by little.

Jiang Chenchuan and Chu Dong stayed in place, watching the "murderer" move slowly because of his lack of strength, it was not that they didn't do anything, but they could hear that the young man who was about the same age as the corpse was dragging his companion and muttering in his mouth:

"There's a way, there's a way, great, I'm finally able to take you out......"

In the dark, Jason had a hideous smile on his face.

Volume I.

The first chapter of the night: sonata.

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Autumn 2022.

A drizzle of rain fell from the grey sky and fluttered down the city streets.

It's autumn, and from time to time you can see pedestrians who don't have umbrellas, hurrying by with their hands on the top of their heads.

In the narrow military-civilian alley, a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy was sitting opposite an old man under the canopy next to the supermarket commissary.

The whole world outside the canopy is gray, the ground has been stained with rain and turned light black, only the ground under the canopy still has a dry area, as if the whole world is only left with this pure land.

In front of them was a dilapidated wooden chessboard with a red 'Fulai Supermarket' sign overhead.

"General," the young man stood up after speaking, leaving the old man with thinning hair to sit still.

The young man Qingchen glanced at the other party and said calmly: "Don't struggle." โ€

"I can still ......," the old man said unwillingly, "It's only thirteen steps......

In his words, the old man felt a little embarrassed that he had lost his armor in thirteen steps.

Qingchen didn't explain anything, the chessboard was already deadly, and it was the last moment of the poor dagger.

The young man had a clean face and clear eyes, just sitting there in a plain school uniform, as if he had purified the world around him.

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The old man threw the chess pieces he had raised in his hand onto the chessboard, and the abandoned pawn admitted defeat.

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