A spell is an instrument that houses the feelings and painstaking efforts of the maker.

Usually after the death of the maker, the feelings parasitic in the instrument are transformed into equally strong 'residual thoughts'.

In layman's terms, the more miserable the maker dies, the stronger the resentment he gives to the device, and resentment is the root cause of the birth of the spell.

Because this feeling, while giving great power to the instrument, is accompanied by a very terrible curse.

Just like wishing, every holder has fulfilled their wish with it, but every holder will not be able to die well in the end. It's going to die a miserable death......

This is the curse attached to the vow.

While you enjoy the power of vows, you must also bear the curse it contains, whatever it may be......

This is cause and effect, and no one can escape it.

This is a common spell, but the red embroidered shoes are clearly not the usual kind.

Natural transfiguration means that the maker does not inject emotion into it, it is just one of the many works in the maker's life, and it is unremarkable.

An object cannot be a spell unless it contains human feelings.

So if it's not the emotion given to it by the maker, then it's likely that it's the emotion that its user gives it.

Watching the bride in red calmly fall silent.

Zou Xia knew that he was right.

In fact, he didn't know that there was a so-called natural transmogrification for spells, but it was assumed that each spell had two important characters, the maker and the user.

The shoe appears in the form of a bride, and if it is not made by the bride's own hands, then the feelings that are housed in it are the feelings of the user, not the feelings of the maker.

It is still a mortal thing that is created, in the hands of the user, or after the death of the user, it is broken through by that powerful resentment, and finally slowly gives birth to spiritual wisdom and awakens into a strange spell.

Because there was no hope of becoming a spell at the beginning of the manufacture, it was not expected by the maker, but after it was born, it was still baptized and tempered by various experiences the day after tomorrow, and finally came out as a spell - so it was a natural transformation......

"I've been thinking, what is the meaning of your appearance in Jian Xiaoyu's story?"

"Just now, I got the answer, you are a pair of spells, so it is no coincidence that you and Jian Xiaoyu look the same, only by giving birth to 'twin spirits', you can complete the spells."

"You plan to assimilate Jian Xiaoyu, and the premise of assimilation is that Jian Xiaoyu must complete her own revenge and find a shred of reason from the endless abyss of resentment. You need Jian Xiaoyu to have at least a trace of reason left to communicate with you, make a contract with you, and willingly achieve yourself. ”

"So in the process of Jian Xiaoyu's revenge, you have been helping her."

"Even if I guessed correctly, when I gave Jian Xiaoyu an autopsy, it wasn't Jian Xiaoyu's ghost standing behind me, but you, right?"

"The reason why you appear in front of me so often is because you know that this world is fictional, no matter how old it is, it will eventually collapse, and the people and things that remain in this world, no matter how real they are, will disappear with it."

"You know, out of all the players who have entered this time, I am the only one who has the spell on me, so only I can take you away......"

Zou Xia closed his eyes and organized all the details that had not been used so far, and finally formed a nearly complete puzzle in his mind.

"But you've overlooked one detail, you're different from the Wish, and although the Wish has its own intelligence, it's still just a weapon, far from being able to transform into shapes. So I can trust it completely. ”

"But you...... Keeping you with me, how can I trust you? Zou Xia asked.

Moreover, he glanced at the women's red embroidered shoes twice, and his face was helpless, these shoes ......

I can't wear it myself......

"And what do you want?" The bride in red asked.

Obviously, since she was exposed, she didn't have any advantage here in Zou Xia.

With her strength, she may be able to easily solve the current Zou Xia, but only Zou Xia can take her out of here.

The curse attached to the spell is not something that anyone can afford to bear.

So before she accomplishes her goal, not only can she not put on a strong score, but she also has to tie up with Zou Xia, otherwise to put it mildly, Zou Xia is unwilling to take her away, even if she has great ability, it is useless.

"I still have a question that I haven't figured out, you should have existed for at least a hundred years, but why did you choose Jian Xiaoyu?"

"I mean, after a hundred years of waiting, I finally chose only Jian Xiaoyu herself, it shouldn't be a coincidence, right?" Zou Xia asked.

The bride in red looked at Zou Xia, first silent, her eyes empty, more like she was reminiscing about a certain experience in the past.

After about a few minutes, he asked sullenly, "Do you want to see my story?" ”

Zou Xia did not resist.

The familiar dizziness came to mind, the light around him quickly brightened, and the courtyard was covered with neat stone slabs, and the weeds in the cracks of the stone slabs retreated into the dirt.

The cluttered environment is tidy again.

There is a tree in the yard with a thick trunk, which is the kind of situation that should have grown for many years, but has always been cherished and cared for by the owner.

On the branches, there are magpies chirping softly, as if symbolizing that the family's happy event is approaching.

"Here?"

"More than a hundred years ago."

The bride in red stepped on the pair of red embroidered shoes and walked in front of Zou Xia.

"I have restored this courtyard to the way it was when I first had my mind according to my own memory, because it is a memory phantom, so no one else can see us......" The bride in red said lightly.

The first to pass in front of a few people in the courtyard.

Indeed, people did not notice her existence.

Following the bride in red, he walked straight to the backyard and into a nondescript boudoir.

In the boudoir, a girl who was in the prime of life changed into a festive wedding dress, humming a little song in her mouth, looking at her beautiful self in the mirror, and fell into a reverie for a better future......

"Tomorrow is her wedding." The bride in red stared at the girls in the room with great nostalgia.

It was her wedding, and it was her funeral. ’

Zou Xia said in his heart.

"Sorry, I just wanted to take a few more looks at her, let's jump straight to the evening."

After the bride in red finished speaking, the sky was completely dark, and the girl in the room was unfolding a letter in her hand.

It says the time and place.

"This letter was sent by her childhood sweetheart, and the other party liked her very much, but she had no fate, so she made an appointment to meet her for the last time in a restaurant in the city...... "The bride in red explained: "Tomorrow is the wedding day, she knows that she shouldn't go out at night, but she doesn't know what she thinks, she still goes out and takes the two family members with her." ”

It was late at night, and there was hardly any sound to be heard around except for the occasional barking of dogs.

The two of them followed the young lady.

I followed up in that restaurant.

The two housekeepers were knocked unconscious at the door of the restaurant, and the young lady was dragged into the restaurant by one hand.

There was the sound of an argument coming from inside.

And then there'......

What happened is already self-evident,

Zou Xia glanced into the restaurant and saw seven or eight strong men in a hurry, and then shook his head and followed the young lady.

Actually, the story is not complicated.

The young lady, who returned home in despair, washed her body with cold water from the well in the backyard, and then changed into that beautiful wedding dress tremblingly.

Barefoot, with numb eyes, he walked to the well in the backyard.

Fell into the well.

Then a gust of wind blew in the courtyard, with a sobbing sound, as if God was feeling worthless for her.

The pair of red embroidered shoes came out of the boudoir that had been blown open by the wind.

With each additional step, the body will solidify a point, until the tip of the shoe is against the edge of the well, and the beautiful woman with tears on her face finally appears as a physical entity, looking at the well with sad eyes.

The young lady in the red cheongsam looked like a fiery elf, but her face was completely lifeless at this moment......

Then the surrounding scenery changed again, and the courtyard disappeared into a modern sparsely populated street.

Jian Xiaoyu, the living Jian Xiaoyu, received a pair of beautifully styled red embroidered shoes from a vendor......

"Actually, I didn't choose her, she chose me."

The bride in red said lightly.

Zou Xia was silent, his eyes closed as if he was thinking about something, the illusion was lifted, and he returned to the somewhat dilapidated courtyard.

Get up from your chair,

looked at the bride in red with scrutiny, and suddenly smiled.

"Okay, I'll get you out of here with me."