Summer Night tried to breathe, but the air stopped flowing into her lungs, and consciousness became more and more blurred, like a dark tide coming from all directions, trying to engulf her completely. She had a hunch that if she lost consciousness this time, she would probably never wake up.

Why can't I breathe and see all of a sudden? What exactly is the reason?

Her vision was almost dark, and her body was as cold as a corpse, but the feeling calmed Summer Night, and she quickly recalled what she had done when she woke up, trying to figure out why she had suddenly come back to life and was on the verge of death.

It's so dark, it's hard to breathe......

Yes, when I first woke up, I felt almost the same thing, until my hand touched the bag, and I thought that the darkness and suffocation were due to being sealed in the bag.

Because it's a bag, it's impossible for no air to remain inside, so you should be able to barely breathe. At that point, when she accepted the speculation, she was immediately able to breathe.

Then he climbed out of the bag, and subconsciously thought that it should not be dark outside the bag, so he really saw something.

So, whether it's breathing or seeing, you think you can do it, and you can do it?!

Even if the basis of this perception does not correspond to the facts?

Yes, most likely.

Thinking about it later......

When I found out that I didn't have a head, my cognition was renewed, and as a person with normal logical thinking, of course, I knew that people without a head could neither see nor breathe air.

That's why I became like this.

So—

"I can breathe, I can breathe, I can breathe......" Summer Night immediately lifted up her consciousness and kept silently reciting in her heart.

The feeling of suffocation did not worsen, but it showed no signs of subsiding.

Xia Ye was slightly stunned, and then reacted - such a straightforward lie as "I can breathe" shouldn't even be able to deceive himself, right?

At the very least, find a statement that justifies itself.

After a few seconds......

"The witch can breathe normally without a head."

"The witch can breathe normally without a head."

"The witch can breathe normally without a head."

……

Summer Night repeated it in her mind as she convinced herself of the hypothesis that had taken a few seconds to come up with.

Phew-

There was a soft sound of rapid gas, the sound of air pouring through the crack in the neck into the narrow trachea. Almost at the same time, the sweet air filled the lungs, and the small chest suddenly bulged, and it took several seconds before the air was reluctantly spit out.

"Hoo ......"

Summer Night let out a long sigh of relief, and for the first time she felt that it was such a beautiful thing to be able to breathe.

Having solved the most urgent problem of survival, the next step is to restore sight.

"A witch can see normally without a head."

"A witch can see normally without a head."

……

After a while, the lights in the house appeared in front of me again, and as the ghosts of the surrounding things gradually closed, the vision of the summer night finally returned to normal.

Now, only the body is left and can't move, so I have to repeat it one last time.

"A witch can move normally without a head."

……

A few seconds later, the headless witch Summer Night, finally staggered up from the floor again.

"I didn't expect it to be a success." The girl sighed for the rest of her life.

She looked at herself in the floor mirror again, the top of her neck was empty, and it looked a little weird, but aside from the fact that she had no head, she still deserved the evaluation of being super invincible and cute.

It's lovely, but not perfect, because there's a place where there are still regrets.

Summer Night's gaze fell on her chest, and she couldn't help but wonder: since the witch is such an idealistic creature, can it also be ...... Well, anyway, I tried it and there was no loss.

"The witch can't be a washboard."

"The witch can't be a washboard......"

Once again, the girl thought silently in her heart.

But this time, she repeated it dozens of times, and her body did not change at all.

She didn't give up for a while, but it turned out that some things would not have an effect even if they were repeated many times, just like they would not be high, and they would not be able to do so.

"Forget it......"

Summer Night sighed softly and finally gave up trying.

It seems that even if it's idealism, there is some kind of limitation, otherwise, it's not called a witch, it should be called a god, right?

While comforting herself, the girl took a few steps on the cold floor, found a sofa and sat down.

Although the appearance of the sofa is a little old, the cushions are unexpectedly comfortable, so that this body that has been tossed and sore finally gets a little comfort.

Now, she needs to take her time and figure out what to do next:

First of all, I can't go out for the time being. From the fact that he was in a body bag, it can be seen that he should have died, and now he has no head and goes out to hang around, and he will definitely be arrested as a monster.

Secondly, you need to figure out why you can live without a head...... Well, of course, it's an indisputable fact that witches can live without a head - in order to prevent the tragedy from happening again, Summer Night quickly strengthened this realization in her mind again. However, now I still need to figure out the more specific reasons under this fact. Otherwise, if this reason changes over time, wouldn't you be doomed again?

Finally, of course, you need to figure out why you have lost your head. After all, no matter how you look at it, your "dead state" is not compatible with normal. Murdered? Got into an accident? Or was there some kind of lethal experiment? Moreover, why is one's own "corpse" put here in a body bag? Normally, shouldn't it be buried in a cemetery, or cremated?

Of these three things, the first can be done as long as the status quo is maintained, and the second and third, the most direct investigation clues are obviously the memories of the original host.

I had only had time to take a cursory look at it, and then I encountered a great crisis of headlessness, but now I finally have time to take a closer look.

The girl propped her hands on the edge of the sofa and gently shook her white silk calves as she fell into deep thought.

About half an hour later.

Summer Night stood up suddenly, she put her hands into the hem of her skirt, hooked her thumb to the edge of the pantyhose, and pushed down hard, "brushing" the pantyhose back to her knees.

Then she lifted her legs alternately, taking off the part that wrapped her calves to her toes, and threw the white silk curled up on the couch, lifted the hem of her skirt, and looked at her thighs.

On the skin of the fair right leg, there is indeed a black mark.

The outer circle of the imprint is circular, and there are several incomprehensible characters written on the outside of the circle, and in the circle, there is a pattern of the character "Gu", but the lower part of the character "Gu" is not a square "mouth", but similar to two "Tian" connected side by side; The three ends of the figure ten in the upper part also surround three small solid triangles.

Summer Night carefully reached out and gently stroked it with her fingertips. There is nothing abnormal, not even the bumpy touch is felt, as if it were just an ordinary tattoo.

But the memory of the original host told her that this was the "Witch Contract", the column to which the contract belonged was called "Samikina", and the contract name of the contract was "Soul Return", and it was precisely because of it that she was able to climb out of the body bag and stand here after losing her head.