Thousands of mountains are always pits

There is a difference between a witch and a witch.

Their essence is that the former is a product of nature, and witches themselves are supernatural children. They are passed down from generation to generation by virtue of their blood, and they have a certain chance to awaken their blood and live in seclusion among humans. Except for their physical differences, there is no other difference.

A witch is just a status, a profession.

Witches have lived in the forest since childhood, learning how to use the power of nature to achieve their goals.

She would play by the stream during the day, dance with werewolves at night, listen to the cries of bats in the moonlight, and let the wind drive the brown bears away in the sun.

The story here seems to be a fairy tale.

But it's not.

Unfortunately, the witch's master accidentally added the wrong herb when refining the potion, and poisoned herself to death.

The young witch is a young girl who learns to work with the natural elements every day and never cooks.

Because the old witch didn't teach either.

The old witch flew to the city regularly, went to a large supermarket to buy fast food reserves for several weeks, and then flew back.

In order to survive, the witch decided to go down the mountain to look for food.

She regretted to find that the natural elements in the city were very thin, and her poor academic skills had even regressed a notch.

The young lady witch has no money, and she doesn't have the ability to change banknotes. She drives the stray dog ​​to the bakery to grab something. Steady, the stray dog ​​left with the bread in its mouth.

Witch: "..."

But she was patient and persistent, and she decided to try again!

After the witch tried dogs, cats, and birds, she found that all these small animals successfully ran away with food in their mouths.

This must not be her problem! ! !

The witch learned from the pain and tried one last time. This time, she controlled a mouse.

Target: Bakery.

Forward: Mouse.

The main force: yourself.

Since the little animal couldn't return to her side successfully, it's still feasible for her to grab something while it's messing around!

The witch made up her mind and attacked the bakery again.

The mouse starts—

Exclamation came from the bakery!

good chance!

The witch took the opportunity to rush into the shop, only to see the proprietress screaming and splashing a cup of coffee on the mouse!

Oh, how can she beat her little mouse like this?

The witch sneered in her heart, and quietly reached out to grab the donuts that had been placed.

But the next second!

The witch felt that she had lost touch with the mouse!

The coffee liquid formed a huge sphere the moment it was poured on the mouse, and then suddenly covered the mouse's head, and the mouse died of drowning not long after.

Witch:! ! !

Witch Boss Wife:! ! !

"Put down the donuts!" The witch screamed in panic, and the French baguette instantly floated in the air, making a defensive gesture, screaming hoarsely, "Someone is here! The thief is caught!"

The witch's face was pale, and more mice gathered behind her, their pea green eyes fixed on the witch: "I'm not! I don't! You put down the baguette first!!!"

"Why can you control mice?!" The witch felt that the world was ridiculous.

"Why can you control the baguette!?" The witch also felt that her world view had collapsed.

The witch coughed lightly: "I told you to call the mouse away."

The witch suppressed the panic in her heart: "Then you are not allowed to call the police."

The witch whispered, and began to blew herself up: "To be honest, I am the legendary witch."

The witch rolled her eyes: "Haven't all witches been killed by hunters? I'm still a witch in the forest!"

Witch: "You are lying! Witches were extinct in the witch hunt hundreds of years ago!"

Witch: ...

Witch: ...

The two looked at each other, and suddenly found something extraordinary in horror.

The witch put down her baguette.

The witch drives away the mice.

The two sat down face to face and began to have a long conversation.

Witches and witches used to be great partners.

The witch has power, but it is easy to lose control of her ability and go crazy.

The witch manipulates power, just enough to dissolve the overflowing power of the witch—if her manipulation skills are strong enough.

But both were slowly strangled in long witch hunts.

Even the witch's master, who has lived for more than 100 years, has never met a living witch.

"Let's add a WeChat account." The witch coughed dryly, trying to restrain her gaze.

To know!This is a living witch! ! !

The witch nodded nervously, scanned the QR code, and changed a note to the witch: The lady who stole the bread.

Just when the witch was about to change her name, she received an anonymous email.

Witch:?

She opened it suspiciously, only to find that it was an urgent mass mail.

——Traces of black magic were discovered in a border town in the north.

Signed: Wizarding Association.

The witch hunting movement, which has been silent for hundreds of years, is just around the corner.

The story has just begun.