What's Wrong with the Witch

　　I don't know why, but these insects' calls overlap, it sounds like someone with an injured vocal cord is calling something hoarsely, which is frightening.

　　For a moment, Katherine Jefferson, who was squatting in front of the firefly, felt that the breath was close to her.

　　Catherine Jefferson regretted that she should not have stayed outside, or at least entered a house.

　　But now, the houses are all in darkness and don't look like they're inhabited at all.

　　Especially with the light, everything around looks more suspicious.

　　"By the way, there is a church ahead!"

　　Catherine Jefferson remembered, taking advantage of the light provided by some fireflies, she simply left the camp and ran towards the church.

　　Although in the daytime, the church looks very dilapidated, even older and rotten than the houses in the village, but at least it is much better than the houses that are in ruins and buried by weeds.

　　In the church lived an old priest whom Catherine had seen during the day.

　　The priest seemed to be the only one who could speak.

　　Relying on the relationship of the church, he opened a grocery store here, selling necessary daily necessities to the villagers, and lived on it.

　　Katherine Jefferson ran quickly.

　　Some things seem to be discovered only when running.

　　The whole village was filled with an ominous stench, as if it was not a village at all, but a cemetery with an unknown number of corpses and molds decaying.

　　She remembered the reply below that post.

　　A mysterious person said that this is the cemetery of a witch, and that there is a witch's body buried in the ground. Even after a long time, the witch's body is still not completely decomposed, but is gradually decaying.

　　Or in other words, curse the world.

　　"That is not true, is it?"

　　Katherine Jefferson hesitated.

　　To be honest, she just wanted to try her luck, find the treasure left by the witch, and use the keys in these treasures to control the biggest treasure left by the witch, the witch's art gallery!

　　……

　　Lights out.

　　There was a shadow who seemed to be wearing a witch's robe and stood in front of a painting with a lantern and glanced.

　　Behind her, there are two walking dead men. If you look closely, you will find that it was sent by the apocalypse knight Geraint.

　　"Witch, resurrected?"

　　Geraint looked at the pitch-black voice that appeared on the monitor, and he felt his whole body trembling.

　　Inexplicable fear, extreme fear, fear that I don't know how to vent at all.

　　……

　　Also at night.

　　In the villa on Luna Island, Mu Qiqi, Miku, and Xiaoniaoyouwei had just had a full meal, and now they are soaking in the hot spring comfortably.

　　"ゆい, you said you want to open a new book?" The future was a little surprised, "But what about your first two books? I remember that I only wrote a few volumes. There is still a lot of plot before the end, right?"

　　Xiaoniaoyou said righteously: "Can't you write a new book if the previous book is not finished?"

　　Mu Qiqi tilted his head: "No one said that."

　　Xiaoniaoyouwei stood up suddenly...

　　Holy light shrouded.

　　To be honest, no one thinks that a tablet needs any holy light.

　　……

　　Swish!

　　Xiao Niao Yuyu quickly squatted down and returned to the hot spring.

　　What shameful act did you just do?

　　Turn around and take a look, why is the future so big?

　　Although Qiqi's is incomparable to the future, it is still bigger than her hand!

　　"ゆい, it's very impolite to stare at a girl's chest." Mu Qiqi reminded happily, "If you need, you can try to post with the future."

　　"Kiki, what are you talking about?!"

　　said the future.

　　But the next second, her face flushed red.

　　I don't know when, she was actually caught by Xiaoniao Youwei, this feeling of electric shock...

　　Xiaoniao Youwei grabbed a few more times, released his hand, and looked at his trembling hands in shock with frog eyes, and the expression on his face seemed to be even more sad.

　　"Is this how girls feel?"

Chapter 286 The Legend of the Witch

　　The hot spring is over.

　　Xiaoniao Youwei seems to be still immersed in the sadness just now, and this kind of sadness is about to become a memory of her life, which is indelible.

　　Some things are just such things that can't be helped. Even if science and technology are used to change them, what is false is false, and what is true is true.

　　If it bursts in public like a balloon, should you live or die?

　　Not long ago, there was an explosion accident at an award ceremony for a well-known international actress.

　　The actress was seriously injured and died shortly after.

　　It is said that she could have been rescued, but after waking up in the middle of the night, with an extremely firm will, she pulled out the life-supporting infusion tube, and then she was gone.

　　After all, maybe the actress is too greedy.

　　However, it is not something that cannot be forgiven.

　　Similar to Xiaoniaoyouwei, it belongs to the one who likes the real.

　　Although there is no, although there is resentment, although I really want it, I will definitely not perform a similar operation.

　　For this reason, after seeing the magical girl drawn by Mu Qiqi by chance, he resolutely started writing light novels related to magical girls, and firmly preached that flat chest is the justice of magical girls.

　　"Urban Legend: The Magical Girl of the Underworld" was born under such circumstances.

　　Ah, this is completely crooked!

　　Mu Qiqi once persuaded Xiaoniao Youwei euphemistically, saying that some magical girls also have big breasts, but Xiaoniao Youwei didn't listen until her sister didn't know when she started to declare that she was a magical girl...

　　Out of love for his younger sister, Xiao Niao Yu Sakura, Xiao Niao Yu Wei Cai has changed a little, otherwise it will probably be gone on the road where magical girls are steel plates.

　　In the future, I don't know how to comfort the current bird Youwei.

　　Because she is close, she will definitely give Xiaoniaoyouwei a heavy mental whip, and the situation will only get worse.

　　There is really no way.

　　Mu Qiqi lifted off his long pink hair, turned on the holographic screen, and asked, "ゆい, didn't you say you want to prepare a new book? Are you prepared?"

　　new book?

　　Yes, are you going to prepare a new book?

　　Agreeing to the invitation of the future and coming to the island for vacation seems to be part of the new book.

　　Xiaoniao Yuyu quickly got out of the state of sadness, and almost all the sadness in his body was injected into the soul of the new book.

　　"I'm thinking about what to write!"

　　"what?"

　　Mu Qiqi asked.

　　"It's just the post that Qiqi added on the forum. Just write that one. Qiqi, didn't you draw illustrations?"

　　Xiaoniaoyouwei flipped the holographic screen, and the holographic screen showed a witch with an ancient lantern walking in a dark art gallery, and the faint light illuminated the paintings on the wall.

　　There are terrified female explorers, sad circus clowns, and singing stars...

　　"That's the picture!"

　　Xiaoniao Youwei said: "What I want to express is that the people in these paintings are from reality, but they live in the paintings, thinking that everything around them is real, right?"

　　Mu Qiqi tilted his head: "Yes."

　　If you can understand the knowledge of her painting very quickly, it is probably only them.

　　When Xiaoniao Youwei talked about the new book, he became energetic: "Qiqi, can you continue to draw some more, I feel that inspiration is about to explode!"

　　Mu Qiqi: ...

　　Ah, this, I'm here for vacation, not work.

　　Just thinking of Xiaoniao Youwei's sad look just now, Mu Qiqi didn't know how to refuse.

　　"it is good……"

　　Does this count as wrapping yourself in it?

　　"However, hand-painted, it's the kind of graffiti on A4 paper."

　　"no problem!"

　　……

　　On the dark gravel road, Catherine Jefferson ran quickly towards the church, and it seemed that she was the only voice on the whole road.

　　Especially when she was running, she felt that the rotten atmosphere around her became more and more ominous.

　　"You must get out of here as soon as possible!"

　　She thought so.

　　There is a legend here that the witch who built the museum was born and died here.

　　Therefore, in a sense, this may be the cemetery of this witch, which may have decayed witch blood.