Looking at the girl in black skirt who stretched out her arm towards him, Xia De sighed, and after communicating with the voice next to his ear, he stretched out his hand to hold the other's hand, but the girl in black skirt held her hand at the last moment. He took his hand back.
"Obviously just passing us by, but why give me such trust?"
She looked at Xia De with her hands behind her back, and Xia De shook her head:
"Helen, was there a reason for me to help you at the reception all those years ago?"
Helen Black stared at Shad, the corners of her mouth slowly curled up. The two looked at each other until Helen suddenly laughed:
"Oh, sir, I thought my disguise was very successful, but after a lot of difficulty, I managed to convince little Zina to help me."
"The disguise was successful?"
Xia De doubted.
"That's not important, I just want to see, sir, what kind of person you were in your own time."
She took a step back with her hands behind her back, getting closer to the hole that spewed black mist:
"You are such an interesting person, even more interesting than what my sister and I thought. But below is not where you should come. Please wait for me a moment, I am going to fetch something to welcome my sister back, and I need a sacrifice."
As she spoke, her body fell backwards until she fell into a bottomless abyss.
Two-thirds of Hongdie fell into the abyss cave with her, and only one-third was still here to protect Xia De.
The surrounding area is extremely quiet, only the sounds of revived evil spirits wandering in the distance of the mine:
"Helen...Grace...I didn't expect that Sister Devlin would cooperate with them in lying."
The calm didn't last long, and as the dust on the top of the head fell again, an astonishing roar suddenly exploded in the extremely quiet mine. The sound came from the ground, from the deepest part of the relic. . Just hearing that voice, Xia De seemed to be able to see the picture of the distorted giant entrenched in the ground, wriggling and releasing its own malice.
He was startled, and quickly took a few steps back. Afterwards, the entrance of the underground cave was lit up with crimson light again, and not long after, red butterflies formed a staircase at the entrance of the cave.
Helen stepped on the stairs, holding a thin little girl who looked no more than ten years old in each of her left and right hands, and walked back.
After the two girls came to the ground, they held hands and ran away along the mine road amidst a series of eerie laughter. Only one red stone was left in Helen's hand.
"Look, Mr. Hamilton, that's what I'm looking for."
She showed Shad the unremarkable-looking stone, which didn't even have whispering elements on it:
"What's this?"
Xia De asked curiously, but his eyes were still looking at the backs of the little girls going away. They are also evil spirits, and judging from the voices in his ears, all the evil spirits he saw just now may not necessarily be their opponents.
"The sacrifice, the spell stone, is a special product of the last century. The two girls just now, my sister and I passed by this village in the last century, rescued the girls. Their souls were imprisoned forever. Here, but also so that this stone can be produced."
"Did they... still not leave in the end?"
"But they managed to stay together forever."
That childish laughter still lingered in his ears, Xia De turned his head to look at Helen, who had a smile on his lips:
"If you want to call back the existence that has already left, you must offer sacrifices as a price. It is really not easy to find the spell stone every time."
Speaking of this, she looked a little lonely, but she quickly returned to normal.
Throwing the stone in his hand aside, the group of red butterflies automatically enveloped it:
"Well, sir, we may now leave this dreadful place."
She grabbed Shad's wrist again:
"However, it's not jumping off."
The playful Chong Xia De winked:
"Please come with me, now I will take you to the top of the mountain, there is a shortcut here. Oh, please keep that sword away, it is really unfriendly to me."
As she spoke, she raised her right arm and swiped in the air. Immediately, a crimson trace appeared in the air, and as the butterfly-like light spots spread to the surroundings, white mist emerged from the crimson crack until it completely engulfed Shad and the black-haired Helen.
[Outlander, you have entered the narrow gap between life and death. Physical power and soul power are reversed, please don't stay here for too long. 】
Because she had entered once, "she" could easily judge the current situation.
The thick white mist almost made Xia De unable to see the situation in front of him clearly, and when the wet and cold white mist dissipated, they actually stood on a steep stone step in the mountain.
Everything around is black, white and grey, and unlike Xia De's last visit, this time the black is obviously more prominent. After the two earthquakes, Hazama itself has changed a lot. It was obvious that Xia De only felt a little cold when he walked in it last time, but at this moment, he felt that the bone-piercing chill almost immediately invaded the bone marrow.
【That's because you didn't hold the "leaf of youth". 】
"She" gently reminded, Xia De immediately found out the pocket watch and held Ye Zi. But the chill still didn't dissipate, and the whole world's malice towards the living was almost turned into substance, making him think that there was some huge monster watching him.
"Please come with me."
The girl in the black skirt held Xia De's hand, and the two walked up the stone steps together. Crowds of red butterflies flew up and down along the stone steps in the mountain until they dyed the steps red.
The red butterflies all over the sky and the crimson light spots make the world with only monotonous colors a little warmer, just like a sketch book, painted with red oil to create vivid lines.
Red Butterfly was protecting them, and the evil spirits wandering in the narrow space were dispersed deeper into the forest. And looking at those red butterflies, Xia De felt a little sad for some reason.
The stone steps lead directly to the top of the mountain in the narrow world. In the real world, there are several small peaks on the top of Mount Xikar, but it is generally flat. The trees on the top of the mountain are very sparse. After walking dozens of steps on the stone road connected to the stone steps, you can see the shimmering light in front of you. Sparkling hilltop lake.
But in the narrow space between life and death, when you step over the last step, you will officially climb to the big platform on the top of the mountain. Surrounded by those weird black dead trees is the big crack on the top of the mountain that Iruna mentioned.
A violent black wind gushed out of it, wantonly spraying ashes towards the dark gray terrifying sky.
Xia De is very familiar with this black mist. The black wind blowing from the death gate at the foot of the mountain has the same composition as it. Therefore, the big crack on the top of the mountain in front of you is the passage from the top of the mountain to the real death.
The red butterflies all over the sky shrank along the stone steps behind them, and circled around the two of them again:
"Mr. Hamilton, please follow me."
Helen let go of Xia De's hand, and moved forward with Xia De to the edge of the crack.
At this moment, even the group of red butterflies couldn't protect the two in the black wind intact. The strong wind representing the power of death blew past, the light of the red butterflies gradually dimmed, Helen's face turned pale, and cracks appeared on Xia De's body.
The cracks appeared not only on the bare skin, but also on the clothes. As the wind blew across his cheeks, the golden traces of light dragged back the afterglow like a flame tail, as if a golden flame had ignited on Xia De's body.
He stretched out his hand to support Helen:
"No."
She shook her head lightly, and she didn't know when she started to cry against the wind, her blue eyes stared ahead:
"It's been done countless times, yes, countless times, so long that we've lost track of time."
The group of red butterflies came to her side with the red offering - the spell stone. Helen cut her wrist with a knife and let the blood soak the stone. Her blood was not normal red, but bright red like a red butterfly.
Then she picked up the stone and threw it into the abyss. The next moment, crimson light gushed out from the bottom of the big crack on the top of the mountain, and in that light, densely packed red butterflies flew out of the abyss.
The butterflies surrounded a figure, a figure exactly like Helen.
"Sister...Grace..."
Helen looked at her with tears in her eyes:
"meet again."
The girl who emerged from the crack was wearing a white dress. When she opened her eyes and looked at Helen beside the crack, the red butterflies in the sky overwhelmed the black wind of death for the first time:
"Helen..."
They embraced each other with open arms, and the red butterfly pendants on their waists shone with light, almost turning the entire mountaintop into red. Xia De immediately took a few steps back, he didn't want to disturb the reunion at this moment, and the whispering elements on Grace and Helen were already so strong that he couldn't get close at all.
"This is the ceremony."
The voice of the old witch came from behind, and Shad turned his head to look. Granny Cassandra, Sister Devlin, and the witch's apprentice, Miss Rita Swift, were all behind him. At a place so close to the passage of death, the three of them had green runestones hanging around their waists to protect them from temporary safety.
"Is this what you said will catch up?"
Xia De asked with a sigh.
His physical appearance is still the afterglow of divinity at this moment, but the old witch seems to have known that this situation will happen, and she is not surprised at all. Sister Divelin, who "sees" everything, did not ask anything, only the young witch apprentice He looked like he wanted to ask but didn't dare to ask.
She was very curious about the current situation, the traces on Xia De's body, and what the humanoid object on Xia De's back was.
"Look, didn't we catch up in the end?"
The old witch said with a smile, and then looked up at the two hugging in front of the big crack on the top of the mountain among the red butterflies all over the sky:
"Ceremony, a ceremony once every 22 years. The teachers can only meet once every 22 years, and the time to meet is one year. After that, those who have lived alone for 21 years will return to death, and those who have been awakened from death will walk alone In the world. She will live alone for another 21 years, until she comes back here again to welcome the reunion of the sisters, spend a year together, and then enter the 22-year cycle again."
She sighed. As the person who witnessed the most rituals in the past hundred years, Zina Cassandra was the one who felt the most:
"This is the blessing of the great ones of old [Twin Gods], eternal togetherness, as long as they follow the ritual cycle, they will always be together...Hami...Shad, you know What does the red butterfly mean?"
Xia De stared blankly at the two people in the red butterfly:
"The red butterfly is the holy emblem of the old **** [Twin Gods]."
"The twin gods are two persons in one body, one with one heart."
Sister Davelyn gave Shad the correct answer.
The old witch nodded and explained softly:
"In this ceremony, the red butterfly symbolizes parting. When the reunion every 22 years is over, the teachers will return here, and then the one who needs to wait for 21 years will strangle his sister to death with his own hands and send her The corpses were thrown into the crevasses on the top of the mountain. This is not only for the cycle to start again, but also for the good **** who once descended on the Sikar Mountain area to assist in suppressing the narrow space."
The Witch Apprentice gasped.
Xia De bit his lip:
"I once saw the phoenix under this crack in a dream, and saw that it was surrounded by densely packed bones (Chapter 708), those are..."
Xia De didn't go on, but he already understood.
"Red Butterfly."
Sister Devlin asked softly:
"These flying red butterflies should be related to the ceremony, right?"
"Yes, tell me, what does a red butterfly look like?"
Shad had already guessed.
"The corpse fell into the big crack, and the red pinch marks on the neck would fly out again and turn into red butterflies."
The four people on the edge of the cliff looked at the red butterflies flying all over the sky at the moment. The voice of the old witch was very soft:
"The red butterflies here, each one symbolizes a long parting, a grief of killing a sister, a twisted ritual of love, and the next reunion...Mr. Hamilton~www.mtlnovel.com~ Do you know how many red butterflies are here?"
Xia De could no longer describe the feelings in his heart at this moment. He thought that this would not be a warm story, but he did not expect it to be like this:
"I don't know, but... it must have been a long time?"
They originally participated in the God's Reception in order to escape the separation between life and death, and also to free the twins of the family's future generations from this fate. They got the answers they wanted, and even gained longevity, but in the end they still couldn't escape the fate of parting.
It's just that the permanent separation has turned into a 22-year cycle of pain and waiting. This will be eternal pain, everything is for the encounter and reunion once in 22 years.
Someone seemed to be singing in the wind, and the "she" beside her ears was also catering to that vague voice. The ancient language that traveled through the curtain of time tells the story of meeting, waiting, blood relationship and love:
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[The red butterfly spreads its wings and flies,]
[flying over the towering mountains,]
[Crossing the black river. 】
[May the wind take away the eternal thoughts,]
【Until the end of life and death. 】
This is the nursery rhyme mentioned by Professor Manning, and it is also the method used by Old John to make the pendant, but until this moment, Xia De did not understand the meaning of this nursery rhyme.
Not a ritual step, or a recipe for an alchemical item, it's really just a story.
The real story, their story, spans two eras, represents longing and bondage, the story of the red butterflies.
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