When the fog clears, the insane girl returns to a seemingly normal world.

However, everything presented to her was so bizarre. She found that the town did not appear as a desolate ruin when the fog had cleared, but as if nothing had happened, showing no signs of destruction, and the people walked the streets as usual. It's as if the fog has taken away all the horrific times it has brought with it when it leaves.

It's just that the fog seems to take away too much time.

The shape of the town in front of her was very different from the town she remembered, and there was even a newsstand on the side of the road, which was demolished a long time ago. The dates in the newspapers also did not match her memory, as if she had returned to the town ten years ago. Fortunately, the basic road plan of the town was still much the same, and she soon found her home, and knocked on the door nervously.

When she saw her parents open the door, she cried with joy, and her heart, which was on the verge of collapse in hell, seemed to be getting better. But then, she was sent to hell again.

A little girl who was both strange and familiar to her came out of the depths of the room and cautiously asked, "Daddy, Mommy, who is she?" ”

And her parents couldn't recognize the beggar-like girl in front of them with a scarred face and a single sheet on her body, and thought they had met a madman, so they blasted her out mercilessly.

The girl's spirit finally broke down completely.

She's really crazy, or in her opinion, crazy is the world for her.

Sudden fog and monsters, crumbling order and thugs ravaging themselves, bizarre towns and little girls who don't recognize their parents and occupy their place...... Where there are these things in the sober world, it must be that the world itself is crazy.

She ran away in a frenzy and desperation, from her parents' eyes, from a strange town, and even from this world...... But no matter where she fled, she couldn't escape this nightmare-like world.

Nightmare...... That's right, it's all a nightmare for sure. And from ancient times to the present, there is a tried and tested method to wake up from a nightmare.

She returned to the town, went up to a rooftop somewhere, and jumped down.

But she didn't die, someone caught her on the ground. It stands to reason that no matter how light she is, she is still a person, falling from a height high enough to kill herself, no matter how strong the person who catches her is, she will definitely be either dead or injured.

And when she opened her eyes, she found that the person who caught her was not only not a strong man, but also an old woman with gray hair. Not only that, but the old woman was unscathed, as if she was not catching a human body, but a fluffy ball of cotton.

"You seem to be like me, with demonic blood mixed in your body." The old woman had a pair of bright red eyes, and she carefully observed the girl in her arms, "Is this the blood of a succubus?" Then, it's up to me to awaken you. ”

I slowly flipped through the memory books.

This book of succubi memories describes a strange past.

Not only is the description itself bizarre, but the written record itself is also upside down and extremely confusing. I read it several times, and finally I figured it out in my mind and sorted out the previous content. I don't know if it is mixed with the fallacy caused by my subjective understanding.

At first, I thought it was a siren who had gone wrong in the process of extracting the succubus' memories, but after asking, I realized that this was not the case. The reason why the written records are so confusing is because the succubus' memories are inherently confusing.

"This memory is quite a heavy psychological trauma for her, and she can't even recall this past properly." "Just as a person who, after a very brutal experience, is dusted away by her consciousness for self-preservation, she also sinks these desperate memories into the realm of the unconscious, and only occasionally some fragments come to the surface." ”

As she said, the transcript was much smoother after that.

With the help of a mysterious old woman, the girl fully awakens the blood of a succubus and becomes a succubus. Not only did he repair the scars on his face and body, but he also built up a new level of dignity and self-confidence.

And the spirit of the miserable girl in the past seems to have completely collapsed from the moment she was blasted out of the house by her parents, and the wreckage of the spirit was sealed in the unconscious realm by the succubus dust along with the memory of despair. But there is no doubt that the succubus is that girl. The painful memories of the past suffering by her extraordinary charisma, oppressed and ravaged by the most erosive violence, still work on her mind in some form. That's why she hates her own seductive power and pursues pure violence. For this reason, even the most innocent people who are brutally killed and sacrificed are not hesitated.

Looking at her memories when she was a girl, I naturally thought of the girl I had saved in the fog. It's too much of a coincidence, whether it's the experience of being rescued, or the subsequent experience of running away alone, the succubus is almost exactly the same as the girl. Could it be that that girl is the succubus of the year?

After escaping, she got lost in another dimension and fell into the phenomenon of time travel? Or is it just that the succubus's past experiences combined with the power of the fog are reproduced in some bizarre form in different people?

If it is the former, doesn't it mean that it was her own hand that pushed her life into hell? Even if she did a lot of evil in the future, I can't say that she deserved it, at least she was innocent in the past. I felt a strong distortion of cause and effect from it.

It is indeed possible for people who are completely lost in another dimension to accidentally enter the wrong time when they return to the real world, such as July 50 and 30 p.m....... It is not impossible to say that it will return to the past time because of this.

But even in the hidden world, time travel is a rare phenomenon. Even Blue Bird had said before that he had never heard of a warlock who could replicate this phenomenon in the form of spells or superpowers. Now that I think about it, the blue bird played a trick on me at the time, she only said that there is no such spell and superpower, but she did not say that there is no such phenomenon. The reason why I say this is probably to put the concept of precognitive dreams in my mind, so that I can turn into the logic of precognitive dreams whenever I suspect that I am in a dream. I was really caught up in her at the time.

Without further ado, assuming that the succubus was really that girl, I wouldn't regret killing her. It is true that she has suffered many, many times in the past, but that in no way can be a reason for her to impose pain and death on so many unrelated people inexplicably.

It's just that seeing the pitiful side of hateful people does have indescribable complicated feelings. It's like watching a fictional story and discovering that a villain actually has a sympathetic past, and suddenly it's hard to look at the other person with pure hostility. Although even if he knew in advance, it would be impossible to shake his determination to kill her, but his mood would definitely become very entangled.

Maybe I should be glad I killed her before I knew she was the girl.

The book of memories finally reached the last page, and the text was written in the tone of a bystander: the demon with the heavy axe has reappeared, the succubus's brief dream has come to an abrupt end, and the girl's long nightmare has finally ended.

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After returning to the Liucheng Security Bureau, I briefly reported the ins and outs of the matter to Lieqing, and Qiao An, as the person concerned, was also called to take notes.

Jo Ann has become much more frank with me now. Before, he wouldn't smile in front of me, and his face was often tangled and uncomfortable, but since the saber tooth incident was over, he seemed to have figured out something, and would naturally look at me and laugh. But seeing his smile, I couldn't help but think of the son of my friend in the middleman's memory. Seriously, don't laugh like that, it's kind of scary.

Of course, the debriefing is not the end. The Fog Incident in Bairi Town is not a big deal for the National Security Bureau, but it is not a small matter for the Liucheng Security Bureau. I still have a lot of written reports to write after that, and it is a headache.

But the biggest headache for me is how to face the blue bird.

She bombarded me with missed calls and texts, and I didn't know how to explain the suicide note to her, so I just sent a message to say that I was safe. And when I walked out of her office, I bumped into her head-on. She was greatly relieved when she saw me, and she made a straight face at me again. I racked my brains to explain the reason to her, and she listened for a long time, and her face was still gloomy as if she was about to drip.

After dark, she dragged me to her house, and the atmosphere was still very stiff. I asked for something to cook her dinner, but she refused, preferring to cook her own food. I used to spend the night at her house, and I cooked dinner that night and breakfast the next day, and it was the first time I sat on the sofa in the living room like this and listened to the sound of kitchen knives chopping boards in the kitchen, and I always felt a murderous atmosphere. When she walked out of the kitchen, she brought out two meals, one of which was brought to me.

Her cooking skills can only be said to be low and skimming the passing line, but fortunately, she cooks simple home-cooked food, but it will not mess up. However, as soon as I saw the meal, I realized that there must be something in it.

I even had the idea that the blue bird could finally get enough of the relationship with me and simply poison me here. It's just a whimsical imagination, but if even she thinks I deserve to die, then it doesn't hurt to give her my life. With this in mind, I slowly finished the meal. She stared deeply at me and pulled me into the room.

"I don't really blame you that much." She said in a low voice, "I know that for you, it is selfish to refuse to kill to pay for your life, and it is also selfish to accept it on a clear ground, and it is a mistake to choose either side." You just have to admit that you're just a brainwashed victim, or...... It would be nice to simply become an extremely selfish person. ”

"I ......"

"I also know that you can't do that. Otherwise I wouldn't have liked you. She interrupted me and paused for a moment before she continued, "Do you remember the story I used to tell you?" You will die on my lap, you will be a slave to my love, and you will listen to me tell such stories...... You promised me, are you actually lying to me? ”

“…… No. I said.

"You can't lie to me." She cupped my face with both hands, "I finally snatched you back, and I will never allow you to die without permission." ”

She stared at me intently, her eyes so dark and so hot, like a beautiful witch in myths and legends who used the power of curse and magic to bind her beloved man. It only took a little bit of force for me to break free of her. However, I felt guilty in my heart, and I couldn't break free. Her face and body slowly but undeniably approached, clinging to my body. I can feel the curves of her soft and elastic body with my whole body, as well as her warm body temperature. Now she is like a poisonous and delicate red fruit.

It's just that I've also vaguely noticed it. Although she was indeed very angry, this witch-like appearance was intentional on her part. I felt that she just hated to show her hideous and clawless posture in front of me, and she didn't want to act light, so she imitated some heavy and terrifying female images in the comics she had read to vent her feelings.

But this sick, wet image didn't suit her either, so I said bluntly, "It's not for you." ”

She listened, blinked, and then she was deflated and reverted to her usual blue bird, "...... I think it's more imposing, but can't it? ”

Seeing her return to her usual tone, I couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief in my heart. However, I also understand that she will not let me go so easily. In this matter, she will definitely pursue it to the end, and I will definitely collapse under her gaze. I nervously prepared myself as I took her words, "Well, not really. ”

"But I'm really angry, very angry, very angry." She stressed.

"I know." I say.

"Do you really know? Do you know how sad I feel in my heart? She poked me lightly on the cheek and said angrily, "My first love when I was a student was abducted and violated by a monster who didn't know where to fight, and it was hypnotic brainwashing and physical transformation. I managed to get him out of hell after all the hard work, but he still missed the body of that guy in the past, and had no interest in my body. Some time ago, I couldn't take my eyes off the demon of the other space who looked like a woman. And if you don't pay attention, you may leave me down and die on the side of the road, and today you suddenly sent a suicide note to my mobile phone...... After hearing this, can you still say that you know? ”

Listening to her summing up, I'm really a bad person. Therefore, I also took the opportunity to ask the question that I had been puzzled for a long time, "So what do you like about me?" ”

"I used to like you very much, and after knowing that you risked your life to save Xiaocao on the nameless mountain, I liked you again." She replied, "But after you told me those things that night, I thought about it and forget it." At that time, I felt that I really didn't know you now, and I cared about your past. And when you did it to me that night, you were inexplicably very skillful, and casually made me so comfortable, which made me feel very twisted in my heart, thinking that I really want to stay away from you. ”

"But then you changed your mind." I say.

"Because I find that I may know you better than you think, and you don't become as good as you say you are, but you don't know much about yourself." She said.

"You've confused me, can you be more blunt?" I asked.

"I guess I must have been seduced by you." She bluntly showed her affection and took my hand with both hands, "That morning, I took your hand and watched your face slowly turn red...... It must have been since this time that I have been seduced by you. It's really a sin, classmate Li Duo, how are you going to compensate me? ”

She had come to this point, and I had to follow her words, "How am I going to compensate you?" ”

"The evil Li Duo must take responsibility for the beautiful Miss Blue Bird. You will not agree to anyone asking for your life without my permission. She smiled at first, "I have already given all my soul to you, and you must also give my body to me completely, rather than let others damage and destroy it." That's fair. ”

"But ......"

"You can only answer 'yes,' or 'yes.'" She said willfully.

I had to promise her first," ...... OK. ”

This short answer became a signal, a signal that made me step into the trap she had carefully prepared.

As soon as I finished speaking, I felt something like a chain suddenly appear in my body and extend to her heart. And when I was about to lock into the past with my consciousness, the thing disappeared as if it had never existed.

What did she do to me? Judging by the situation, it may be some kind of contract, or curse or something, but it was concluded under the premise of concealing me. Is this the means she has prepared for this? But there is still something that doesn't make sense, how can the spells that directly act on me hide from my awareness. I suddenly remembered the meal I had before, and there must be some kind of mystery in it. I was calculated.

But even if she were so calculated, I couldn't blame her. Because I've been toyed with by this cunning and cute witch. No matter what she was going to do to my body, I had to surrender to her willingly.

"I've been tricked!" She said with a fluttering eyebrow, "You have promised me, then you can never go back on it!" ”

With that, she quickly took off her coat and shirt, and reached for the waistband of her trousers.

"What is this going to do?" I asked.

"Needless to say, I haven't lost my breath yet! You have to comfort me that you are not allowed to stop until I say 'yes'! She said confidently, and after thinking about it again, she put her shirt and coat back on, and closed the buttons and zippers.

Then, with her head held high, she demanded in a victorious manner, "This time you come!" ”

Her expression was so triumphant, and her face was so red, she really looked like a child. Under her triumphant and shy gaze, I complied.

As the night passed, the beautiful Miss Bluebird collapsed on the bed again from exhaustion like a dead fish. I got up as usual, covered her with the quilt while she was sleeping, and quietly walked out of the bedroom.

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I found my toothbrush and half a tube of toothpaste on the sink and took it into the bathroom to brush my teeth while showering. After washing, I changed into my own clothes in the closet of the Blue Bird house and walked to the floor-to-ceiling window in the living room.

The sky is blue, the city is waking up, and the sound of cars is heard from time to time.

After looking at it for a while, I turned around and walked into the kitchen to make breakfast for the bluebird.

(End of chapter)