This witch, please stay

Chapter 57
The flying snow all over the sky turned into that snow-white dragon ball, and the whole sky seemed to become empty in an instant.

The restless wind, with the disappearance of the snow, returned to peace, and found tranquility again in the cessation.

However, the piercing chill that suddenly rose from the ground that day was slow, did not keep up with the footsteps of the strong wind and sudden snow, and was still lingering in this world, like a child who was left behind, a little at a loss looking around.

Also at a loss was Xun Ming who was "standing" in mid-air, holding a snow-white dragon ball in his hand.

After solving the difficult problem of "who am I" very easily, he got stuck before the second obstacle of "where am I?"

What happened? !

Subconsciously exuding spiritual consciousness, he began to look around.

But it doesn't matter if you don't look at it, when you look at it, you can see the vegetation and military tents under your feet that have shrunk several times.

Green and white shrank extremely small in his field of vision, almost melting into one piece.

After being slightly taken aback, a bad feeling slowly rose from the bottom of his heart.

Why am I at such a high place?
The next moment, his eyelids twitched wildly.

I seem to... can't "fly" yet?
Just as he was thinking this way, his feet were instantly emptied, and he fell straight from the air as if stepping on the air and falling into a deep pit.

During the rapid fall, Xun Ming's face turned pale.

This seems a bit high!
He subconsciously wanted to call out "Mid-Autumn Festival" and "Mo Yun" to fly with one hand on a sword, but he knocked on the "door" for a long time without getting a response. are on vacation.

What's wrong with this? !
Just when he put away the dragon ball of unknown origin, his hand started to move, and he kept yelling curses.

The air below him suddenly opened a gap that happened to allow a person to pass through.

The crack was as dark red as blood, as if it was connected to a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood.

Xun Ming, who had no proper expression on his mouth and face, but had been quietly maintaining his spiritual consciousness, happened to "witness" the whole process of the crack opening.

Naturally, he also saw the subtle changes in the flow of spiritual power in the air during that process.

Another teleportation circle?
I saw Xun Ming, who was falling rapidly in the air and was about to smash straight into the blood-red crack, waved his left hand, and a dark brown rock the size of half a man suddenly appeared in mid-air.

With his hands wide open, Xun Ming's figure suddenly turned at an angle in midair, and then he stepped heavily on the rock that suddenly appeared with a heavy foot.

One person, one rock, were shot out in two opposite directions at the same time in the diffusion of a circle of fine air waves, like two shells fired from the chamber.

In this series of flowing movements, Xun Ming's expression was extremely indifferent, as if he always had this expression as long as he was concentrating at the beginning.

Just when his figure was away from the blood-red rift due to the momentum of that kick, a huge vortex suddenly formed in front of the blood-red rift, swallowing everything around him as if to swallow everything.

The air rushing towards the gap under the suction force seemed to turn into a rushing torrent, enveloping Xun Ming from all directions.

Like an invisible big hand, it grabbed him and quickly dragged him towards the scarlet rift.

The corners of his eyebrows twitched slightly, and Xun Ming, who was trapped in the air flow, turned his hands helplessly, and a slowly rotating gossip map appeared around his body.

Pity it.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that this blood-red crack is obviously different from the silver-white one that connects that small courtyard with this place.

And as for why I was still standing on the high ground looking at the scenery before, but the next moment I appeared in mid-air, holding a snow-white dragon ball in my hand that looked unusual in appearance.

It must be carried forward first.

The bloody crack was like an open scarlet animal mouth, which swallowed Xun Ming alive in one gulp, then quickly closed and disappeared.

It was as if such a bloody rift had never appeared there before.

After Xun Ming disappeared, everything in the whole world was momentarily static.

Birds on the trees, swaying blades of grass, soldiers in military tents, flickering candles...

It was as if the whole world was frozen in an instant.

The big armored man who fell to the ground slowly got up in this strangely still world, and walked towards the military tent in the valley stiffly like a puppet on a string, without making a sound.

On the high ground where Xun Ming had stopped before, a fissure one person high stood quietly, within which was a silver-white chaos slowly wriggling.

The snow disappeared, and on the exposed grass, a person's mouth was silent for a long time, and he choked out a sentence:
"Damn it, where are people?!"

……

The familiar feeling of dizziness swept over, and then swept away.

Before recovering consciousness, Xun Ming twitched his lips in disgust.

Don't know how to do something new?
The next moment, the light reappeared in front of his eyes.

This time, Xun Ming had gotten used to it a little, and almost instantly recovered all his senses, stood firmly in his body, and the tide-like spiritual consciousness quickly spread around.

Bright red lanterns can be seen everywhere on the spacious streets, and the upside-down "Fu" character and a pair of neat door couplets are pasted on the front of every house.

The thin snowflakes fell gently, and landed on the eaves, walls, and yards of the houses on the street, turning into a shallow layer of snow, like covering a family reunion. Silver outfit.

The pedestrians on the street are like tides, all of them have the joy and laughter of the New Year on their faces. When they pass by the young man in white who is standing in the middle of the street, they will not be annoyed. To smile is to walk.

This small town close to the capital city is the birthplace of a family name, and now with the family's promotion in the official circles of the capital city, the town's reputation is becoming more and more prominent.

I don't know if the town's feng shui is excellent, or because of the secret care of the big family. The people in the town are all from good families, even the poorer ones can often serve wine and meat on the table, but this is too big. It's not a problem to spread a festive red at the door in the new year.

Besides, in this small town, the word "Fu" and couplets in front of every household are all made by that big family, and they don't need to spend their own money!
That caring parent official, years ago, would have written the word "Fu" early on, and then brought his wife, not a few servants, but would drop by every household to deliver it.

By this year, it has been seven or eight years!

However, this year was a festive accident. In the visit years ago, there was only that young official who cared about the common people and a few handsome servants.

Because that wife is going to give birth soon!
What a happy event!

So this New Year, the people in the small town are even more festive. Many "unfilial sons" who haven't been home for the New Year for several years have been scolded by the old people in the family letter, and then they will go home early this year. Please take official leave and go home in despair.

Xun Ming, who was stunned in place as if he had lost his soul, turned around with difficulty like a wooden man, and walked out of the town familiarly.

At the first sight when he saw the word "Fu" and couplets on the doors of those people's houses, he recognized the handwriting of the person who wrote the pen.

The big family in the small town, who couldn't be bigger, was surnamed Xun.

That high official who couldn't be better is his father.

The lady who is about to give birth is his mother.

but.

Tomorrow it will all be turned upside down.

Because he was a child who was born without a mother.

(End of this chapter)