The fire burned brightly.
The ghost looked at the flames burning in front of her - she didn't have to say anything to stop it. As long as Jasmine was burned to death, she could find the next body to possess, and then continue to maintain her "believers".
Grab, grab, grab. She looked at the young man holding the torch in front of her. The young man was also looking at her with extremely dull eyes.
——He obviously has the same desire and the same intention as himself. He wanted to save Jasmine, and he wanted Jasmine to live, so why should she be controlled by his words?
"A group of blind believers and a sincere fanatic." Su Mingan looked at her: "You choose for yourself."
"What do you want?" Ghost couldn't figure out what this man wanted to say.
"I want to make a deal with you." Su Mingan said: "I have a tool that can take away a dying person. If you voluntarily leave Jasmine's body and leave Trili, I will save Jasmine." , so that she can continue to live.”
"Why should I believe you?" Ghost sneered: "How great do you think I am? I have to sacrifice myself for a small believer?"
"It doesn't matter." Su Ming'an continued: "It doesn't matter to me whether you leave or not. Saving Trilli and Jasmine is just what I did casually. I don't like this town. Just destroy it. My mission has been completed. .”
The ghost showed full anger at first, and then she calmed down slightly and became silent.
She looked at the angry townspeople around her, and then said softly:
"...Put me down first."
Su Mingan immediately went to untie her rope without any hesitation.
"Hey, he..."
Some townspeople tried to stop him, but were stopped by Mitchell's cane. Mitchell's expression was a little solemn, and he seemed to be struggling internally.
The ghost was put down, she rubbed her sore arms, and then looked at Su Ming'an.
"This is her body." She said, "Go and ask her."
As she spoke, she closed her eyes.
The next moment, Su Ming'an saw that particularly pure look - that was Jasmine's look.
"……Um?"
As if she didn't expect to wake up here, Jasmine was a little panicked when she saw the sunlight pouring down from the sky, but soon she saw Su Ming'an in front of her and calmed down slightly.
"Brother Lighthouse, what am I..." She noticed the townspeople holding torches on the side and subconsciously clenched his sleeves in fear, just like she often did at night.
"Jasmine..."
She heard an old shout, turned her head, and saw Barry Mitchell.
"Mayor?" she shouted blankly.
She didn't recognize Pori.
Xixi League of Legends Xixi. Even though her former god stood in front of her, when his appearance grew older, she saw this person as just a gray-haired old man.
"Jasmine, Jasmine - now, the life of the entire town is in your hands."
The white-haired old man rushed forward tremblingly. Jasmine was a little scared, but she was kind-hearted and did not push away the old man who could not stand still. She looked at the old man with a pleading face and was a little at a loss.
"Please, please let that ghost leave... Our town really can't sustain the successive exiles and deaths. If this continues, Trilli will become a ghost town..."
The old man clutched her red wedding dress, with deep sadness in his eyes.
Jasmine didn't know the situation yet. She only knew that she should wake up in the ancestral hall at night, waiting for someone day after day, but she couldn't remember more.
But I don't know why,
When this old man, whom she didn't know at all, rushed up to her with a humble prayer, some feelings of loss arose in her chest.
"Old man, wait a minute..." She shouted subconsciously, but for some reason, as soon as the name came out of her mouth, she felt a sense of absurdity. The feeling was like a tide, one after another, almost drowning her.
...It seems that she shouldn't call him that.
Who should the other party be to her?
"Jasmine, there is a ghost parasitic on your body." Su Mingan said slowly: "The reason why you have no memory during the day is because it took over your body. Because it is there, a citizen of the town will die every day. "
"...Is that so?" Jasmine was stunned. Suddenly, she hugged her head, as if some memory was being awakened:
"I, I remember, there seems to be a person... She sometimes talks to me, and sometimes, she also tells me stories about the outside world..."
As she spoke, her body suddenly stiffened, and then her eyes trembled violently:
"No," she murmured, "she's not someone."
Su Ming looked at her quietly.
"She is my god." Jasmine's eyes were a little dull: "I seemed to have been waiting for someone, and then she came... She talked with me and kept me alive. She knows everything and has supreme power. ——She is my god.”
Su Mingan looked away.
From the looks of it, it was impossible for Jasmine to make the ghost sacrifice herself.
刘戅League of LegendsYxlmxS戅. He didn't have any emotions about this. He just did it casually and saved whatever he could. There might be some hidden rewards. If that doesn't work, let this town of Trili continue as it is. All this is Jasmine and Ghost's own choice. After all, they are just travelers passing by.
"But, no, that's not right." Jasmine's eyes suddenly fell on Su Ming'an.
There was something different in her eyes that was completely different from innocence.
"Brother Lighthouse, you told me, you told me other stories..." She spoke in a low tone, as if narrating, whispering what he once said:
""
She raised her head: "Before, you asked me whether such a system is reasonable... Now I feel that such a system is unreasonable."
Grab, grab, grab. Su Mingan looked at her with a new look.
"." Jasmine whispered, repeating what he had said:
"Brother Lighthouse, the current Trilli is pathological and ridiculous. I know all this in my heart... And my ideal god, absolutely, absolutely, will not let innocent townspeople do it for any reason. He went to die..."
"So." She raised her head, with a rare determination in her eyes.
"In the past, I might have always believed in her, but now, I understand - she is not my god."
Su Mingan laughed.
His smile was genuine.
The next moment, he saw that dark ghost floating up from Jasmine's body.
It gradually condensed into the appearance of a woman. Because it was only pitch black, her face could not be clearly seen.
昘戅 has been read for a long time. "Is this your answer, Jasmine?" Ghost looked at her.
"I remembered." Jasmine said firmly: "My god is named Baoli. I'm sorry... but I will never have a second belief."
Mitchell's body trembled violently, and he seemed to want to cry.
But in the end, he just sighed deeply.
…
The ghost disappeared.
After hearing Jasmine's answer, it rose up from Jasmine's body and suddenly disappeared.
Jasmine didn't know where it had gone, but the suddenly heavier feeling of weight on her body told her that when the ghost left, her lingering existence would also die.
Her vision was blurry and her breathing was getting slower and slower.
In a daze, she seemed to see a dark presence coming up, and then gently touching her lips.
She vaguely heard this sound.
She wanted to keep this voice, but everything was gradually moving away from her.
- She heard the cheers.
The cheers of the townspeople.
They looked really happy, high-fiving and cheering, the women's laughter was high-pitched, and the old man's laughter was hoarse. She heard it all clearly as if it was pouring into her ears.
She felt that her mind was clearer than ever before, and when she heard all this, she knew that she should also be happy that Trilli was safe.
She raised her eyes slightly, trying to show a smile that was happy for justice to defeat evil, but in the end she only felt that her tears were hot, and her figure seemed to be slowly disappearing.
The next moment, she saw Su Ming'an approaching.
This traveler always told many interesting stories. It was he who made her make up her final determination - the confidence to drive out evil with justice.
She watched him put a doll into her hand, and then her almost transparent figure gradually stabilized.
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厺厽 long read 厺厽. "You did it, Jasmine."
She saw the mayor also smiling at her. This white-haired old man had a kind face and kind eyes, just like her father who had some vague memories.
...But she always felt that something was missing in her heart.
Later, she touched her heart and understood - because her god had completely disappeared.
The mayor in front of me is named Bo Li.
The departing ghost said that it was also called Jasmine.
Whether it was before or now, her gods have completely disappeared from her life.
But all is well.
because.
"Brother Lighthouse, I remembered it." Jasmine murmured to herself: "She once told me that she did all this to wait for the former god of Trilli."
Su Mingan looked sideways at her.
"Whether they are ghosts or gods, they have all left." Su Mingan said: "Your belief now is yourselves."
"..." Jasmine was silent for a while, and then suddenly covered her face: "Brother Lighthouse."
She tried to smile, like the group of Trilee townsfolk who were starting to revel behind her, but in the end she couldn't even hold back the inexplicable tears.
The doll fell to the ground, and her figure began to become transparent again.
"...Should I be happy?" she asked in confusion.
She lived for her faith, and she once wanted to die for her faith.
But now, it was clear that there was nothing left around her.
"Yeah." Su Mingan responded to her.
"——Thank you, thank you, traveler from the outside world!" Mitchell approached with a cane, grinning cheerfully: "Tonight Trilli will hold a celebration banquet, thank you——"
He looked at the girl beside him: "Ah, there's Jasmine too."
Jasmine's memory gradually recovered, and she recognized the old man.
Bo Li still has the shadow of his youth. His facial features have not changed much, but the wrinkles of time have changed his appearance.
But she didn't acknowledge him.
He was no longer the god she had to wait for.
She now has nothing but justice in her hands.
…
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Aini returned from the exiled space and saw a three-to-three voting ratio on the table.
Since there are three people in both camps, no one is out in this referendum.
He also wanted to see the execution process over there, hoping that the girl was not dead yet. But when he turned his head, he saw the empty rack.
But the townspeople were gone. They seemed to be going to hold some kind of celebration party, and the sound of laughter was floating on the other side.
The girl named Jasmine was shaking uncontrollably.
He could only see that her whole body was bent, like a bow with its strings drawn stiffly.
Beside her stood Su Ming'an.
Aini heard the girl crying.
She held a ball of black mist in her palm, but soon the mist also flowed through her fingers. She grabbed the air, but found nothing.
"What's going on?" Aini came up and said, "Did you make someone cry?"
Su Mingan said nothing.
Aini realized that the other person might not be in a good mood either.
"Ani." The clone came up and patted him on the shoulder: "Don't be stunned, follow me, the werewolf players are not dead yet."
"Hey, wait..." Aini wanted to ask something else, but was pulled away. grab, grab, grab
The moment he was pulled away, he heard Su Mingan's faint voice floating in the wind:
…
"This ending should be considered a happy one for everyone."
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Su Ming'an looked at Jasmine with her head hanging down, watching her squeeze the doll tightly into her arms.
He heard a beep from the system.
However, it's not cold.
As the girl said, the narration rang in his ears.
She arched her waist, and the black mist in her hands completely dissipated. Between her sobs, he heard her wolf-like howling.
The girl hugged herself vigorously, her whole body shaking, as if she was hugging a non-existent person.
Smoke was rising from the kitchen stoves, the townspeople were preparing dinner, and the town was peaceful.
Pori leaned on crutches and turned around.
There was a little confusion in his eyes.
…
"Ding dong!"
A crisp prompt sounded.
Su Mingan stepped forward, put his hand on her shoulder, and she raised her head.
"A traveler from the outside world." She looked at him with tearful eyes: "My gods are dead, what else do I have left?"
Her eyes lost focus and bloodshot eyes spread across them.
Su Mingan grabbed her hand and put it on her chest.
He said nothing, but his eyes were deeper than ever.
Jasmine burst into tears suddenly, her head sinking in her arms, her hands tightly grasping Su Mingan's arms, like a drowning person struggling to pull at the last straw.
Su Ming'an's arm was so painful from her grasp that he did not break free, but silently watched the barrage passing by as if looking at another world.昘戅书库网戅
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