[Comprehensive] Sims can see hell, help!

As they walked along the corridor, the medicine seller stuck charms on the places they passed.

Those blank paper talismans flew out from the medicine seller's cuff like an endless stream, and once they hit the wall, they automatically painted a red texture - like an eye.

Aphra looked curiously.There were many questions scrambling to bubble up, but they were suppressed by Aphra.

There is nothing wrong with her IQ.The pharmacist was wary of something and his nerves were tense, so he naturally discovered the danger of this mansion.Although she has optimistic expectations for other people, and hopes to believe from the bottom of her heart that in this world, there are all people who embrace the world with kindness, but she naturally knows that behind the light is darkness.She couldn't tell by herself, so she gave everything - including her own life - to a trusted friend.Aphra knew that she couldn't help much in terms of strength, so she obediently followed beside her, trying not to cause any trouble.

The medicine seller spoke.

His voice returned to the same tone as when we met at the beginning, without the tension and strong force, it was slow, and even the slightly picky ending carried a slightly drunken feeling of drinking sake.

He opened his mouth and told a story.

"Once upon a time, a long time ago, there was a criminal."

It's a corny beginning.

"It is unknown what mistake the minister made and was deposed by the emperor. Maybe he is a heinous sinner, or maybe he is just tired of the emperor."

"—but he has a daughter."

"This man, who is very incompetent as a courtier, regards his daughter as the apple of his eye."

"His attitude of cherishing that girl as a jewel caused rumors that 'she must be a peerless beauty' spread among all nobles and commoners."

"'Those eyes must be as bright as the starry sky', 'The lips must be more delicate than cherry blossoms', 'The skin must be like the snow in early winter'. Such delusional thoughts."

The pharmacist lowered his eyes.The gods were following him step by step, looking up just because he stopped talking.There was nothing in those broken silver pupils except good-natured curiosity.

He just gave humanity a fleeting, self-deprecating smile.

"Because of this, even after the courtiers of the father have been convicted, there are still many handsome men who don't care about the girl's life experience, and continue to pursue eagerly.——They are even more eager than before. Because, Without the obstruction of her father, the girl must be more easily tempted."

"The girl was moved by this true emotion. She did the first bold thing in her life."

"——At a banquet, she let the maid deliberately knock down the screen placed in front of her."

"Indeed. She has fair skin, bright black eyes, and bright red lips. However, this is just a beauty that belongs to the world. How can she stand shoulder to shoulder with the moonlight in the sky?"

"People think that they have been deceived. Those rumors are lies, and the beauties have become skins. The admiring gazes have become sarcasm, and the whispers of love have become ridicule and disdain. It’s like, if you don’t do this, you won’t be able to show your nobleness in the world and despise beauty.”

The little girl pursed her lips, showing a sympathetic and sad expression.

The drug seller lightly touched Aphra's shoulder, leading the little girl to go in another direction, while continuing to talk.

"However, in this desperate time, there is a young hero who still enthusiastically pursues the girl."

"Letter paper smelling of lotus fragrance, waka songs full of love, fresh flowers still covered with dew..." the drug seller glanced at the sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl, and swallowed the rest of his words.He coughed dryly: "In short, I must have pursued it."

"The girl's heart, which was hurt by everyone, healed up little by little. She did the second most daring thing in her life."

"She disregarded all opinions—married in the past."

"The married life is as happy as expected. Her husband is very gentle and takes good care of her. The young lady—madam, feels that she cannot be happier."

... Aphra held her breath nervously. "I think this sentence... seems to be followed by a 'but'?" She muttered to herself, subconsciously grabbing her sleeve with her left hand.

The drug seller didn't try to comfort her, but just left a moment of blank space, allowing Afra to buffer herself from the many routines that she had made up in her mind.

"'But,'" he said, "that man is so gentle with all women."

"Envy is the original sin. Greed is the instinct of human nature. The more you get, the more you want, and the more you can't get. 'Why can't you just smile at me', 'He seems to be more beautiful than me Women are more gentle', 'Is it because I'm not beautiful enough',——Thinking like this."

They came to the end of the corridor.In front of you is the porch, the dry landscape garden that appeared when you first entered the gate.The torrential rain that still hasn't stopped is roaring wildly, and the sky is that gloomy ink color.With warm candles flickering behind him, the house that radiated a reassuring light fell silent.Following their footsteps, rows of spells ran across the entire mansion.Aphra suddenly realized that they had unknowingly followed the corridor and bypassed the entire house except for the courtyard.Looking back at the past from this angle, this house actually looks like a lying lotus petal.And the way the two talismans opened their eyes at the same time - like knife marks cut horizontally on the petals.

"Let's go." The drug seller nodded to Afra, very calmly: "Follow your feeling. Don't be afraid."

"Huh?" Aphra looked confused, "Wait, I don't know—"

"Hmm. It's okay." But the young man just bent down. He held the little girl's wrist, gently spread her palm out, and stretched it outside the house where the rain was howling.

--No.

Nothing at all.

No rain falls on the palm.There is no cold wind blowing through the fingers.

Only the air shuttles between the fingers.An air as calm as stagnant water.Ephra curled up her fingertips in surprise, but she didn't catch anything except the young man's warm fingers.

The drug seller immediately withdrew his hand.His gaze quickly drifted outwards, and then fell back on Afra.

Aphra's attention was all on the weird outside of the house.

Obviously, what you can see in your eyes, what you can hear in your ears, and what you can even feel a little moisture on your skin, is all a night of heavy rain.

But in fact it is absolutely not the case.

Aphra hesitated.She still remembered what the medicine seller said just now.But, 'follow the feeling'? !This sentence sounds...

Isn't she the protagonist with super intuition/strengthening system/cheat finger? !

#No, actually you are#

Quickly forgetting the Sims system she carried with her, Aphra was silently entangled.

Where did this lead her to go?

...Actually, if you remember that you still have a cheat, you will find that Sims has a map function! !

Although this cheating system often convulses, it is really useful!

The drug seller misunderstood the reason for Afra's hesitation.

He looked up at the gloomy and terrifying sky, and after a pause, he slowly stretched out his hand.

"If, you are afraid..."

The young man in a coquettish kimono spoke slowly.

"?" Aphra was stunned for a moment, happily took the young man's one with both hands, and kissed her cheek affectionately.

"Thank you, I'm not afraid!" After she finished speaking, in order to show her bravery, she let go of the drug seller's hand with a smile, and closed her eyes——

Straight, took a step outward.

***

The fairy flew briskly in mid-air.More precisely, 'flying low'.

In order to keep a distance from the drug seller at all times, she just floated a few centimeters off the ground.This height can not only ensure that I will not stumble anywhere because I close my eyes, but also prevent myself from being too far away from the drug seller in case of an emergency.

...But, is it an illusion?I always felt that when she let go of her hand and flew up, she seemed to feel a slightly regretful emotion from somewhere.

Ah, it must be an illusion.

Aphra really flew forward following her own feelings.

Neither purpose is known nor expected.She is very grateful to the drug seller for his firm belief in her "intuition", but she is also puzzled by it.

...Wait, there are too many questions in front of her that she wants to ask! !

Aphra puffed her cheeks.

"Hey, drug seller," she elongated the ending sound, and it sounded like she was sucking Jinpingtang, sweet and coquettish, "Now, can I ask a question?"

"Yes." The young man replied lightly.

Because it flew up, the sound didn't sound like it was coming from the top of the head, but from above the shoulders.Aphra felt very novel about this height difference, and couldn't help speeding up mischievously, flying around the young man.

The novelty made Aphra unable to stop laughing, and the corners of her mouth were always curved happily: "Then, then I asked, okay? I was always nervous before, and I thought I couldn't ask."

The drug seller didn't reply.At this moment when Aphra couldn't see anything, he wrapped the thumb, index finger and middle finger of his right hand with the talisman paper, pulled something from the god's shoulder, and pulled it out forcefully!

The milky white mist solidified into a sticky strip, which obviously looked very tough. Aphra, who was thinking about her words, didn't seem to notice anything.

"So, did I ask? You haven't told me the ending of the first story!" She wrinkled her nose childishly and muttered, "The story is half-told or something, it's the most annoying!"

The young man gave an "hmm" as an answer.

In the invisible field of vision of the girl, the sweet and greasy fragrance mist became thicker and thicker.

With his relentless pulling, the mist has been pulled very long, but it has no tendency to break at all.

It is sticky and wrapped around the girl's ankle, like a ribbon intimate with its master—like a poisonous snake waiting for an opportunity.

What's even more frightening is that - there is not only one such mist.

It—they were hanging on the girl's wrists, ankles, neck, and waist. No matter how hard the medicine seller exerted on the charm, they couldn't break them, but instead pulled the fragrance longer.

The drug seller was helpless for a while.It seems that spells alone can't deal with them, but without certain conditions, he can't draw his sword out of its sheath.Although, although, it’s fine to wait until the end to solve this... He silently glanced at the little girl who was terribly entangled in the ending of the story.He still relented.

And at this moment, Aphra secretly opened one eye.

The mist instantly spread into the air.The weird torrential rain was still there, the night was dark and the wind and rain were pouring, but in fact, there was nothing.

The drug seller was silent for a moment, covered her eyes with his hand, and told the ending of the story.

"She's dead."

The drug seller said very briefly.

"The lady died. The man died. The servants of the family also died. Many beautiful women in the city also died. This matter became an unsolved case at the time."

Aphra waited for a while, but did not wait for the next half of the sentence, and suddenly felt powerless.

"This, this is unfinished!" She muttered the word "unfinished", which she also felt at a loss, but she thought it was very appropriate. "The foreshadowing is so complete! But, this ending—it's so annoying!" She repeated it again, but this time, it was more sad than annoying.

She has vaguely realized something.

However, when Aphra spoke again, to the surprise of the drug seller, she turned the topic around and asked directly:

"So, what do you mean when you say 'not yet' when I want to go to those customers?"

"...Do you know that other than humans and animals, who can be caught, have time?" However, the drug seller asked a question that was completely irrelevant to this.

"Yes, 'time'. It's like storing time as an object. In this case, people who live in a certain best time will live forever?"

This is a novel point of view, Aphra listened quietly.

"The woman who was unfortunate but got lucky because of her own choice, chose to be unlucky because of her own luck." The drug seller told the story of the past, "Because of jealousy, she wanted to get what humans can't achieve." Beauty, trying to win all the love of her husband. She killed beautiful women, snatched their most beautiful time, and stored it in her body, so that she can maintain her eternal beauty. "

"And time—for humans, it's 'memory'."

The young man whispered, feeling the girl's eyelashes tremble slightly in his palm.

"Everyone who steps into this courtyard has already fallen into the past time. They will forget the important things in their lives—from the most important to forgetting, and finally, melting into this time and become its nourishment."

"But, I—" Aphra said anxiously, the wings behind her fluttered, full of anxiety, and stretched out.

"You are a god, Aphra." The drug seller said, and with his other hand, he stroked her cheek soothingly.

"However, - time is the fairest."

The gods will be forgotten.The gods will disappear into the sky and the earth.The gods will perish into ashes.

No matter how omnipotent an existence is, it cannot resist the disappearance of time.

The drug seller comforted her.

"Don't be afraid. This is temporary. Even if the memory is forgotten by the mind, it will be remembered by the body. ——Don't be afraid, Aphra." His voice was lowered, calm and calm, unique to drug sellers tenderness. "Because as long as we meet each other, we will definitely remember it. That's why we can't let them see you for the time being.——You have to lead me to find the 'second person' during this time. There is another kind of power lurking in the During this time of freezing. I can feel that it exorcises evil spirits and has a clear breath, but I don’t know why it keeps silent.”

They finally stopped in front of a small rockery.

The drug seller let go of his hand.Afra calmed down and opened her eyes.

A small child who looked five or six years old was curled up in a hole in the rockery.

Contrary to the mistress of this mansion, he has an extremely ugly face.

It's not about the visual impact, but the sense of "ugliness".This child is "ugly".It is the meaning of "ugly" itself. "Ugly" is hopeless.

Fear and hatred burst out from those small eyes, and a sharp and terrifying scream that did not match this small body burst out from that thin vocal cord.

"Get out--go away! Get out--!!!"

He screamed, and hid himself and a long stick in his arms, deeper into the rockery.

After a moment of silence, the drug seller let out a "huh".

"Do you know why the lotus is so beautiful?" He turned around and asked Aphra.

At the same time, the mansion, which has always been quiet and silent, exploded instantly, as if a spoonful of oil was poured into boiling water!

The spells pasted all over the house flew into the air, forming a text that Aphra couldn't understand, and the shimmering house, which had always been emitting light, moved as if the whole thing had become "alive".

Amidst the roar, the medicine seller answered softly to Afra and himself:

"Because——it buries the roots in the dirtiest mud."