I Forged the Myth of the Old Ones

Hearing the storyteller's description, the woman frowned slightly.

Beside her, another young woman couldn't help covering her face and giggling, while the man seemed to be thinking about something.

"But I think Miko-sama should not be violent. Since she is a witch, she should be more graceful after all."

The woman said again.

"Elegance? How can you be weak and weak to fight those monsters? This lady, it seems that you have not been in contact with the society very deeply. At the critical moment of life and death, only strength can solve the problem."

The storyteller smiled.

"Besides, I heard the description from an acquaintance at Wajima Taisha. Does she understand Miko-sama better or you understand Miko-sama better?"

He didn't explain any more, took the money and left, and went to the next place to tell stories.

The corner of the woman's mouth twitched, and she glanced at the two people beside her.

"What are you laughing at?"

Baobao looked at the little witch who couldn't help laughing, and asked.

"No, nothing"

The little witch immediately suppressed her smile and put on a serious look.

"These storytellers are all making up and ruining my image."

Leopard muttered.

"After all, they have never seen real filth."

Lu Bian explained.

"You are a god, why are you competing with ordinary people?"

"I do not care."

Leopard called.

"I just want to let those spreading rumors know how many eyes their Son of God has!"

"Okay, Lord Shenzi, don't be angry, I'll go buy you dumplings, okay?"

The little witch quickly comforted her.

"Great!"

Baobao immediately put the storyteller's words behind him, dangling his two little feet, waiting for the little witch to buy the dumplings.

Seeing the figure of the little witch leaving, Lu Jian sighed.

"You don't have to do that."

In the past few days, Baobao and this little witch have been very close, not only often eating and sleeping together, but also taking her for private visits on a whim.

The relationship between the two has also changed from awe and fear at the beginning to a sisterly relationship.

Rolling around like a baby is commonplace.

In Lu Jian's view, the little witch is like the guardian of Leopard, worrying about various things.

And all this is foreshadowing.

Lu Bing is very clear.

This witch will be the real first priestess of the Wada Shrine. When everything is ready, she will be sacrificed to Shenying and Shia, and her soul will be fused into this giant tree. Inside, it becomes the firewood for the pure fire.

What Leopard did was just to find more stimulation for herself.

Lu Jian knows very well that when a person can even play with his own emotions as pawns, then nothing can hurt her anymore.

At night, in the courtyard, Leopard and the little witch were sitting on the steps, with a few slices of fruit similar to watermelons beside them.

The moonlight was clear, and a few cherry blossoms fell down onto the watermelon. The little witch picked up one, but didn't notice the petals, and bit it down. The icy juice flowed from the corner of her mouth and dripped to the ground.

"Eat slowly."

Leopard said softly. She wiped the corners of the other's mouth with a handkerchief. The distance between the two of them was so close that the little witch blushed and turned away.

"Master Shenzi, I should have taken care of you."

The little witch said.

"We're friends aren't we?"

Baobao smiled, her smile seemed to have a magical power that could make people forget all their troubles.

The little witch's face became even redder.

She hesitated for a while, then said again.

"Master Shenzi, those monsters, can we defeat them?"

"Why do you ask?"

Baobao gently brushed the messy hair hanging from the little witch's ears back, and asked with a smile.

"I heard that I heard that those filth cannot be completely removed, and the power of the Lord Son of God can only make them temporarily annihilated. The Lord Son of God can protect us for decades or hundreds of years, but he cannot protect us forever."

The little witch drooped her eyelashes, her eyes full of melancholy.

"That's right, I also have a day to leave, but the power of Shenying will continue, and the power of Shenying will find a suitable successor."

Baobao said, she looked at the little witch, hesitated for a moment, and then spoke.

"If you were given a chance, would you be willing to be the heir?"

"Ok?"

The little witch didn't react at first, and it took a while for her to make a questioning sound, and stared blankly at Leopard.

"Me? How could I be?"

"Shen Ying has already told me the answer, you have the qualifications."

Baobao gently held the little witch's hand.

"Can you protect this world for me until the end of my life?"

Hearing Baobao's words, the little witch was a little confused, but soon, she felt a little hopeful again.

After all, this is the power that can save the world.

If I can help Lord Shenzi share some of it.

If you have the power to save the world.

So, can the tomorrow we ushered in be even better?

She nodded ignorantly, looking into Baobao's eyes, there seemed to be stars shining in them.

In the middle of the night, the little witch was already asleep, so Leopard got up, covered her with a blanket, and came to the courtyard by himself.

The moonlight was like water, and she saw Lu Jian sitting in the yard, as if recording something.

"She has promised."

Leopard looked at Lu Jian and said.

Lu Bian didn't answer.

Taking care of himself, Leopard said again.

"I do regret that I chose her to be the next one."

Her face was a bit sad, which made her more pitiful.

"I've been thinking all the time, is there any way I can make her give up, make her my favored person, gain eternal life, and be by my side."

Lu Jian looked up, and he saw that Baobao was already in tears, and his eyes were filled with remorse.

"That's exactly what you've been praying for."

Lu Jian said lightly.

"Yes."

Leopard wiped away his tears with his sleeve.

"That's why I exist."

===837. Director===

Although the flames of the tower are pale, they are as gorgeous as fireworks.

People gathered together, looked at the attic where the net fire was burning, and cheered.

Everyone's face is filled with excitement, excitement, and hopeful expressions.

They know that this is the birth of a new witch, and this is the continuation of Wajima.

The brand-new God Son-sama will control the pure fire, purify the filth for Hejima, and protect everyone.

People sang songs and were sincerely happy for the succession of the Son of God.

They had seen the new God Son before, with short black hair, amber eyes, young and beautiful, and they believed that this God Son would definitely protect them and bring a glimmer of light to this dark end times.

Under the treetops of Shenying, Baobao looked at the burning tower with a serious expression.

"Is this what loss feels like?"

She muttered to herself.

"I personally changed her clothes, sent her to the attic, and locked the door. I could clearly hear her pleading, her despair, and her curse. I witnessed her death with my own eyes."

Lu Jian on the side looked at Leopard, and then at the cheering crowd.

This deception will continue for many years until the island is destroyed.

One girl after another will be burned by the pure fire and turned into firewood for Shenying.

Under the witness of Baobao, the death of that little witch was an irreversible fact, and no existence could tamper with it, not even herself.

She couldn't even concoct a phantom existence to accompany her.