Chapter 297: In the Fireplace
"Uh... We're in a sea of red blood, right? Wen Zhong couldn't help but be a little suspicious of reality when he looked at the scene in front of him, so he could only ask questions to the mountain ghost on his shoulder.
He said this because what he saw was not normal.
It's a very ordinary neighborhood, and although it's just an old-looking neighborhood, the streets are cleaned. The houses on both sides look a little older, but with the careful maintenance of the residents, they still look in good condition. The lawn in the yard of each house has been carefully tied, and most of the yards are filled with some useless sundries. The owner also allowed the debris to be piled up on the lawn, and the clean street was full of a sense of disobedience.
On the streets, there are quite a few people walking, oblivious to the strange sights in the courtyards on both sides, and the occasional child passing by, who will playfully pull something out of the pile of debris and play on the side of the street, as if they have long been accustomed to it.
Wen Zhong appeared at the end of the street, looking at the scene in front of him in a bit of a daze, and wondered if he was in the wrong place. But the mountain ghost patted him on the shoulder, pointed to the sky and said, "We are in the red sea of blood, yes, we are not in the wrong place, you look at the sky." ”
Following the direction pointed by the mountain ghost, Wen Zhong only found that the sky was still blood-red, but he didn't know why the red light couldn't shine on the streets below, and it didn't dye everything around him red, so that Wen Zhong had an illusion.
"Hello, can I excuse me?" Wen Zhong felt that it was not a way to stand so stupidly, so he planned to ask the people who passed by.
But the people who passed by didn't seem to see Wen Zhong, ignored him at all, and walked straight past Wen Zhong's side. Wen Zhong watched as the man walked out of the street exit behind him, and then completely melted into particles and into the ground. Wen Zhong had a hint of enlightenment, and grabbed a person who passed by him, and unexpectedly, his palm passed through the person's body.
This familiar scene made Wen Zhong frown. The mountain ghost on her shoulder also saw this scene, and she asked suspiciously, "What's going on?" ”
"We should be in some kind of memory now, these people we can see but can't touch, and to put it bluntly, this place wants to tell us something." Wen Zhong frowned and continued, "If you want to leave here, you must find the 'key' to this memory. The only question is what exactly this memory is trying to show us. ”
"I think I know," the mountain ghost muttered, pointing to a house in front of him, where... It's a dark punk!
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"Am I you?" The little girl S looked at the woman standing by the window with some fear, and did not come closer.
The woman pulled the hair from her ear, showed a kind smile and said, "I couldn't stand being trapped here back then, so I could only send the purest part of my heart out of here, so that she wouldn't be trapped like me." And that part, it's you. But I know that one day, you'll still want to get back your old memories and come back. It's just that I didn't expect this day to come so soon! ”
S slowly walked into the room, but still looked at the woman standing in front of the window with full vigilance, and she asked cautiously, "So can you tell me who I am?" ”
The black-haired woman laughed, "You're me, I'm you!" My name is Olivia, and your name is Olivia. It's just that I remember those painful things, and you forget. Saying that, the black-haired woman took a step forward, and this action startled the little girl, and she couldn't help but take a step back behind her.
Realizing that her actions had frightened the little girl, the black-haired woman stopped and said, "Don't be afraid, no one can harm you here." I just want to pass on my memories to you. ”
Seeing the white and tender palm of the black-haired woman slowly stretching out, the little girl S hesitated. She leaned in slowly.
One-step...
Two steps...
The distance between the two is getting closer and closer, and the little girl S is getting more and more uneasy, but the temptation to pursue memories makes her unable to stop. The white and tender palm was close at hand, but S stopped, she looked at the black eyes of the black-haired woman fixedly and asked, "If I were you, then... Why are our eyes and hair colors different? ”
Sometimes, many big lies are no match for women's talent for appearance.
The black-haired woman was stunned for the little girl's question at first, and the resentful look on her face flashed, and she quickly squeezed out a smile and said, "I don't want people to see that you think of my existence, this is to protect you!" ”
is still the wise saying, in order to cover up a lie, it is inevitable to tell more lies, but all lies are bound to be full of mistakes and omissions.
The little girl stepped back without a trace, and the resentment that flashed on the black-haired woman's face was successfully captured by her. She looked at the black-haired woman warily and said, "You're already trapped here, who else will recognize you?" Who are you!? ”
Perhaps overestimating the patience of the black-haired woman, the little girl S didn't expect that the person in front of her would suddenly be in trouble. I saw that the long flowing hair of the black-haired woman floated up automatically without wind. The blue robe on her body hunted, and her peaceful face suddenly became extremely hideous, and she yelled at the little girl S in a resentful voice: "You come over to me!"
As he spoke, he was about to pounce on the little girl, but when she was caught off guard, the little girl could only dodge to the other side. She quickly got up and tried to run down the hallway, but with a bang, the door slammed shut.
The black-haired woman behind her floated in the air, her cape and a little red glow from behind her, making her look like a terrible witch. As if thinking that all the retreats of the little girl S have been blocked, the black-haired woman looks down on S condescendingly like a cat playing with a mouse.
The little girl could only slowly retreat to the wall, looking at the black-haired woman with a hideous face in some despair.
The black-haired woman seemed to have had enough of S's fearful expression, and finally flew over again, but just as she was about to catch the little girl, she was stunned and couldn't help but look out the window.
The little girl S took advantage of this gap to get out from the side, and she saw the fireplace where the fire had been extinguished, so she didn't hesitate to get in. The black-haired woman, who came back to her senses, saw her prey fleeing, and immediately pounced in anger.
But she stopped in front of the fireplace, for the fire was lit. In front of the roaring fire, an angry black-haired woman yelled at the fireplace, "How long can you hold out!?" Someday! Someday you're going to die! Why cling to those indifferent memories! ”
The little girl retreated behind her in fear, the fire in the fireplace only existed in the mouth of the stove, but there was no heat inside, the fire seemed to be like a safe barrier, blocking the woman in black outside.
A hoarse voice sounded behind S: "Don't be afraid, she's talking to me, just... You shouldn't have come back! ”
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