Chapter 137 Chapter 135 · Dawn Line TE · The Widow

  The flames were burning.

   The ghost looked at the flames burning in front of her - she could have stopped without making a sound, as long as Jasmine was burned to death, she could find the next body possessed, and then continue to maintain her "believers".

   She looked at the young man holding a torch in front of her, and the young man was also looking at her with extremely dull eyes.

   "A group of blind believers and a sincere fanatic." Su Mingan looked at her: "You choose."

   "What exactly do you want?"

"I want to make a deal with you." Su Ming'an said, "I have a tool that can take a dying person away. If you voluntarily leave Jasmine's body and Terry, I will save Jasmine. , so that she can continue to live."

   "Why should I believe you." The ghost sneered: "How great do you think I am? For a small believer, I have to sacrifice myself?"

"It doesn't matter." Su Ming'an continued, "It doesn't matter to me whether you leave or not. It's just a matter of me to save Terry and Jasmine. I don't like this town, so just destroy it. My mission has been completed. ."

  The ghost first showed full anger, and then she calmed down slightly and fell silent.

   She looked at the angry townspeople around her, and then said softly:

   "...you 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 dignified, and he was struggling inside.

   The ghost was put down, she rubbed her sore arm and looked at Su Mingan.

   "This is her body." She said, "Go ask her."

   said, she closed her eyes.

   The next moment, Su Mingan saw that extraordinarily pure look - that was Jasmine's look.

"…Um?"

   She didn't seem to expect that she would wake up in the daytime. Jasmine was a little flustered when she saw the sunlight pouring down from the sky, but soon she saw Su Mingan in front of her and calmed down slightly.

   "Brother Lighthouse, this is..." She noticed the townsman holding a torch beside her, and subconsciously clenched his sleeves in fear, as she often did at night.

   "Jasmine..."

   She heard an old cry, turned her head, and saw Perry Mitchell.

   "Mayor?" she called out blankly.

   She didn't recognize Poiri.

   Even though her former **** stood in front of her, when his face was getting old, the person in her eyes was just an old man with white hair.

   "Jasmine, Jasmine—now, the life of the whole town is in your hands."

  The white-haired old man came up tremblingly. Jasmine was a little scared, but she was kind-hearted. She didn't just push away an old man who couldn't stand still. She looked at this old man with a face full of pleading, and she felt a little overwhelmed.

   "Please, please let that ghost go away... Our town really can't stand the series of exiles and deaths. If it goes on like this, Terry will become a ghost town..."

  The old man clutched her red wedding dress, and there was deep sadness in the old man's eyes.

  Jasmine didn't know the situation, 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 don't know why,

   When this old man, an old man she didn't know at all, rushed forward with a humble prayer on his face, a sense of loss rose up in her chest.

   "Old man, you wait..." She called out subconsciously, but for some unknown reason, as soon as the name came out, she felt a little absurd, it felt like a tide, and it almost drowned her.

  ...It seems, she shouldn't call each other that.

   The other party, who should be hers?

"Jasmine, there is a ghost parasitizing your body." Su Mingan said slowly: "You have no memory during the day because it took over your body. Because it is there, every day in the town, a town resident will die. "

   "...Yes, is that so?" Jasmine was stunned. Suddenly, she hugged her head, as if some memory was being awakened:

   "I, I remembered, it seems that there is a person who sometimes talks to me, and sometimes, she also tells me stories from the outside world..."

   She said, suddenly her body froze, and then her eyes trembled violently:

   "No." She murmured to herself, "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 spoke with me and kept me alive, she knew everything, and she had supreme power— She is my god."

  Su Mingan don't look away.

   It looked like it was impossible for Jasmine to make the ghosts sacrifice.

   He didn't have any emotion for this. If it doesn't work, let this Terry Town continue like this. All this is the choice of Jasmine and Gloomy Soul, and they are just a passing traveler after all.

   "But, no, it's not right." Jasmine's eyes suddenly fell on Su Mingan.

   There was something different from pure simplicity in her eyes.

   "Brother Lighthouse, you told me, you told me other stories..." She said in a low tone, like a narration, whispering what he had said:

"[...I saw your so-called exiles during the day, and I know that there must be innocent souls among those people. But just to satisfy the prayers of the vast majority of people, to satisfy the advancement of the entire town, they were suddenly sacrificed, and this Sacrifices do not require their own consent.”

   She raised her head: "Before, you asked me whether such a system is reasonable... Now I think such a system is unreasonable."

  Su Mingan looked at her with a new look.

   "[Because she couldn't accept the truth, she spread the absurd and turned it into what she called the truth]." Jasmine whispered and repeated what he had said:

   "Brother Lighthouse, the current Terry is morbid and absurd. And my ideal god, absolutely, absolutely, will not let innocent townspeople die for him for any reason."

   "So." She raised her head with a rare firmness in her eyes.

   "I may have always believed in her before, but now, I understand - she is not my god."

  Su Mingan laughed.

   He smiled genuinely.

   The next moment, he saw that a dark ghost floated up from Jasmine's body.

  It gradually condensed and turned into the appearance of a woman. Since it was only pitch black, her face could not be seen clearly.

   "Is this your answer, Jasmine." The ghost looked at her.

   "I remember." Jasmine said firmly: "My god, the name is Yinboli. I'm sorry... But I will not have a second faith."

  Mitchell's body trembled fiercely, and he seemed to want to cry too.

   But in the end, he just sighed deeply.

  …

The    ghost disappeared.

   After hearing Jasmine's answer, it rose up from Jasmine and disappeared.

   Jasmine didn't know where it went, but the sudden heavier weight on her body was telling her that when the ghost left, her lingering existence would also die.

   Her vision was a little blurry, and even her breathing became slower and slower.

   In a trance, she seemed to see a dark existence rushing up, and then gently pressed against her lips.

   Ghost kissed her.

  Religious and gentle, shallow and restrained.

  【Jasmine, live. 】

   She vaguely heard such a voice.

【I'm leaving. 】

  【—Go and pursue your true faith. 】

   She wanted to keep this voice, but everything was gradually drifting away from her.

  —she heard cheers.

  The cheers of the townspeople.

   They looked really happy, high-fives and cheers, the women's laughter was shrill, the old man's laughter was hoarse, and she heard it all as if it was poured into her ears.

   She felt her mind clearer than ever, and when she heard all this, she knew that she too should be happy for Terry's safety.

   She raised her eyes slightly, wanting to show a happy smile for the victory of justice over evil, but in the end she only felt that her tears were hot.

   The next moment, she saw Su Mingan approaching.

  This traveler has always told a lot of interesting stories. It was he who made her make up her final resolution—the confidence that justice will expel evil.

   She watched him stuff a doll into her hands, and then her almost transparent figure gradually stabilized.

  …

  【Blossoming Doll (Red Level): A one-time item, after giving it to a dying person, he will become your "forever" companion]

  …

   "You did it, Jasmine."

   She saw that the mayor was also smiling at her. The white-haired old man was kind and kind, like a father who had vague memories of her.

  ...but she always felt that something was missing in her heart.

   Later, she touched her heart and understood—because her **** had completely disappeared.

The mayor in front of    is called Poli.

   the departed ghost, it said it loved her.

   Whether it was before or now, her gods have completely disappeared from her life.

   But it's all great joy.

   Because of 【Justice】.

   "Brother Lighthouse, I remembered." Jasmine muttered to herself: "She once told me that she did all this to wait for the **** Terry used to be."

  Su Mingan looked sideways at her.

   "Whether it's ghosts or gods, they have all left." Su Ming'an said: "Your current belief is your own."

   "..." Jasmine was silent for a while, then suddenly covered her face: "Brother Lighthouse."

   She tried to show a smile, just like the group of Terry townspeople behind her who started to revel, but in the end she couldn't even hold back the inexplicable tears.

   "…Should I be happy?" she asked blankly.

   She was born for her faith, and she once wanted to die for her faith.

   But now, she clearly has nothing left by her side.

   "Yeah." Su Mingan answered her.

   "—Thank you, thank you, a traveler from the outside world!" Mitchell approached on crutches, he grinned and smiled happily: "Terry will hold a celebration tonight, thank you—"

   He looked at the girl beside him: "Ah, and Jasmine."

   Jasmine's memory gradually recovered, and she recognized the old man.

  Poli still has the shadow of his youth, his facial features have not changed much, but the wrinkles of the years have changed his appearance.

   But she didn't say anything.

   He is no longer the **** she was waiting for.

   She now has nothing but justice in her hands.

  …

  【Dawn Line·Perfect Clearance Process 100%】

  …

  Ani returns from exile space, and he sees a three-to-three vote on the table.

   Since there are three people from both camps, this referendum, no one is out.

   He also wanted to see the execution process over there, hoping that the girl hadn't died yet. But when he turned his head, he saw the empty stake.

   And those townspeople are gone, they seem to be going to hold some kind of celebration party, and laughter is floating on the other side.

  The girl named Jasmine was shaking uncontrollably.

   All he could see was that her whole body was bent like a stiff bow with a string drawn.

   Beside her, stood Su Mingan.

  Ani heard the girl's cry.

   There was a black mist in her palms, but soon the mist passed between her fingers. She grabbed the air, but didn't catch anything.

   "This is, what's wrong?" Aini came up: "You made people cry?"

  Su Ming'an didn't speak.

   Aini realizes that the other party's mood may not be too good.

   "Ani." The clone patted him on the shoulder: "Don't be stunned, come with me, the werewolf player is not over yet."

   "Hey, wait..." Aini wanted to ask something, and was pulled away.

The moment    was pulled away, he heard Su Ming'an's faint voice floating in the wind:

  …

   "This ending should be regarded as 'everyone happy'."

  …

  【—People only care about themselves, they don’t understand what price I paid. 】

  …

  Su Ming'an looked at Jasmine with her head down, and watched her squeeze the doll tightly into her arms.

   He heard a beep from the system.

   However, it is not cold.

   As the girl said, the narration ringing in his ear.

  【People look happy, for their happy tomorrow, for the dawn that can be seen every day. 】

   She hunched her waist, the black mist in her hands completely dissipated, and in the choking, he heard her wolf-like howl.

  【No one remembers the dead girl, and the names of the tablets in the ancestral hall are vague. 】

  【I don’t know if there will be ghosts coming to Terry, and whether they will become their beliefs. 】

The    girl hugged herself vigorously, trembling all over, as if hugging a non-existent person.

  【—I only know that I, who should have died long ago, was loved so much by the ghost who should have become a god, and was carried by her to "tomorrow". 】

  【She left Terry to save me. 】

  【I am Jasmine, I love her, this is not just belief. 】

  The smoke from the kitchen rose, the townspeople prepared a dinner party, and the town was peaceful.

  Pori leaned on crutches and turned his head.

   There was a little confusion in his eyes.

  【I am a lost traveler and a pilgrim with firm belief. 】

  【I am a ghost who peeps in the dark, and a sinner who knows how to return from the lost. 】

  【I don't understand what I want to pursue in my heart, but I understand that it is not easy to live in such a world. 】

  【—I will embrace the incomplete nostalgia, hold my justice in my hand, and live with nothing. 】

  …

  【Until the dawn of every day. 】

  …

   (end of this chapter)