It's cold.

Chrissy Charaktu felt a similar coldness again in her life.

The last time she felt something similar was at a very young age.

When I meet "that person".

Chrissy remembered that it was a sunny afternoon, the sun was shining warmly on her body, and she had just come back from a frenzy outside, lying on her stomach in the sun.

It was a rare moment of leisure, sealed in Chrissy's memory for too long, so long that when she looked back at this memory, she felt that the supposedly beautiful, warm sunshine hurt like a pinprick.

"It's so boring," Chrissy heard a voice come out of her mouth, "do you want to play with Tom next door?" ”

"I heard that my uncle went to the town and did something very good, so envious!"

Chrissy muttered to herself, "I want to get out of this village too, and leave this place!" ”

She was used to the monotonous and uneventful life of the village.

In the mouth of a priest, she had heard that there was more to this world than just a small village. Outside the village there was the big city, with its beautiful curtains, and its great palaces and churches, far larger than the wretched chapel of their village.

"It's very powerful out there," said the priest, "there are nobles, soldiers, and merchants with fixed shops, unlike going to the market—you just have to go to a special place to buy whatever you want." ”

"Oh!" Chrissy was very happy to hear this, "Then I want beautiful clothes and wooden toys that can move!" ”

In this little girl's mind, some playing, some living, and some wearing are already supreme happiness.

The priest smiled and patted her on the head, "There will be it, if you can get out." ”

Unfortunately, the priest died shortly after saying this.

Chrissy didn't know what the cause was, but she had heard that it was a terrible illness.

In fact, the priest did not let Chris in for a while before he died, only chatting with her through the window, and then coughing and urging Chrisse to leave quickly.

Chriss, who was still ignorant at the time, didn't understand why the priest who was very good to him suddenly became bad to himself.

This made her a little angry, and she decided not to go to the priest again.

But the child's heart always comes and goes quickly, and it was only a few days later that Chrissy found the priest's door in high spirits.

However, all that was confronted was the closed door.

Soon, Chrissy learns the news from someone else.

"The priest died, died of a contagion".

Die? What is death?

Her mother patiently told her: "Death is a white dress that is not usually worn, it is very white, so white that you can see it clearly on the slightest stain, it is not resistant to dirt, and it will not be stained with a little dust." So once you wear it on your body, it means that you have no connection with everything else. ”

Chrissy still didn't understand.

But at least she learned that people can't play with people when they die.

This made her a little lost.

And she also learns that "death" means that there can be no color other than white in the world from now on.

This made her a little resistant to death.

But fortunately, the child always has a lot of friends.

Soon, Chrissy found other friends. And unlike the priests, these friends were about her age.

They would often go all over the village, have had their fill, and then disperse and start a new day.

It wasn't long after this monotonous day after day passed.

Mom died.

Outside of her memory, the witch looked at the rainy world, her face calm to pale.

A voice echoed in her ear: "You start to fear death when you see other people's deaths, but why do you spread death to other people in the future?" ”

"How many lives do you have?" The slightly immature voice was puzzled, "Why can you still laugh and say, 'This game has been lost again, open again' after killing so many people?" ”

"When did you start to be like this, Chris?"

Listen to the sound in your ears.

The witch looked up.

In her eyes, she finally saw the "owner" of this space.

That's an exaggerated she—a "giant" who, even with just a finger, is hundreds or thousands of times bigger than the current witch.

At this time, she was holding the witch in both hands, looking at her with clear blue eyes, with doubt, confusion and confusion in her eyes.

The other party's mental strength was so strong that the two sides had a completely different contrast in size.

And on this basis, even if the other party just blows, he can make the witch disappear.

Just now, within seconds of the girl opening her mouth to speak, the witch felt her head hurt and almost exploded.

"I ......," said the witch with great difficulty, "I ...... Lack...... Soul ......"

"Missing a soul?" The girl said to the witch, "I don't understand. I'm missing your part too, but I've never killed anyone in all these years."

"Hermes taught me not to be angry with others, and not to be unkind to others. The world is beautiful and kind, and there should be some kindness and not aggression between people, why did you, who have also experienced His guidance, become like this? ”

Girl: "I don't understand. ”

Hermes......

The witch held her head in her hand, and her mind was like a piece of paste.

He stripped away a part of his spirit, and then brainwashed another part of himself. Let the witch who represents "evil" come into contact with Chris, who represents "good", in the future, and then sit back and watch the two merge......

Chriss, who is full of "good intentions", will not kill the witch because she was taught by Hermes not to kill casually. But it is precisely because of this that she is able to inflict more painful and desperate damage on the witch.

If the two sides start a fight, then it's okay, after all, the only one left is still "Chris". But "Kindness" will not kill "Malice", but she is too powerful to wear down the soul of "Malice" just by existing. And in that pure goodwill, the spirits of both sides will continue to disappear because of the collision......

It's like Ling Chi, and it's a Ling Chi that acts on the spirit. It was even a hundred times more painful than Ling Chi.

At least Ling Chi still acts on the object, and the spirit is cut by a thousand cuts...... It is only painful to the point of being difficult to suppress and cannot be relieved.

"You...... Brainwashed ......! "The witch fell to her knees," Hermes ...... Just to see us like this......"

"All He wants...... We are entangled in the appearance of pain...... He took pleasure in it...... He's a demon you can't imagine......"

Demon.

The girl tilted her head to look at Chriss.

"Do you remember the day we first met Hermes?" "He helped our village get rid of rats with a flute. ”

yes, yes......

Damn it, Hamilon Piper!!

The witch gritted her teeth and arched weakly: "I will always ...... Never forget...... Because of the rats in the village...... It's Hermes...... Placed! ”

"He directed and acted on His own...... Take the child away...... Renovate one by one...... I did it...... Others...... Die...... Others...... also killed...... Used to refine elixir! ”

The witch tore her hair: "We are transformed monsters!" It's the result of His madness! We...... It's His pawn! He wants to fight against time, so he looks for ...... from us Method! ”

The girl shook her head: "No, you forgot. Maybe it's because you've lived so long that you've forgotten your previous memories. ”

"Let me help you get it back."

The voice fell.

The witch fell again, her spirit feeling as if under unbearable gravity, free-falling in the darkness.

It wasn't long before she heard a voice.

"I can help you get rid of the rats in the village," the voice said mildly, "but I need to be paid." ”

The village chief, who is Chris's father, rubbed his hands and said, "No problem, no problem, we will definitely approve of it!" ”

The eyes gradually became brighter.

The witch stood in the doorway, quietly looking at the person inside the door.

Inside the door was her father, and another man who looked elegant and handsome.

The man was dressed in a gray-white robe, his gray hair looked strange, his long bun curled down from his neck and finally on his chest, his side face was soft, and his blue eyes were as clear as a lake.

As if noticing Chriss' gaze, the man smiled at Chriss.

Chriss, on the other hand, pulled through the crack in the door like a frightened bunny and left.

Her father said happily: "This child is more afraid of life, don't be surprised......

The young man shook his head reservedly: "It's okay. ”

"I'm just amazed at how many ...... exist in such a village. Good wood. The man pointed at something.

Patting his robe, the man smiled and said, "So, let's get started, I need to see what is going on in the village first." ”

The voice fell.

The two men left the room laughing.

Only Chriss, who quickly emerged through the crack in the door.

She pinched her chest and said with palpitations, "It's scary." ”

"That brother is good-looking, but why is it so scary?" Chrissy tilted her head in confusion, "It always feels like he has a ...... on his body There was a strong smell of blood. ”

After thinking about it for a long time, Chrissy didn't understand the reason: "Forget it! Let's go to Tom today! ”

As she spoke, Chrissy tugged at the door and jumped off the eaves with ease.

Then head in the direction of Tom's house next door.

She didn't notice that directly in front of her, the playmate she called "Tom" was at home.

The lake-blue flames burned quickly, and it didn't take long for them to spread to everything in that family.

A voice echoed in the flames that resembled someone's eyes.

"It's a waste wood, rotten and decayed, unbearable," said someone in the midst of the flames, "and it's useless, so burn it." ”

"But it made me see very interesting and high-quality products, and the aroma in the depths of my soul is very rich. Hmm, interesting......"

"Looks like someone who will be closely tied to fate," the voice said with a low grin, "what is your opinion?" Our prophets? ”