[Comprehensive British and American] Those years when I opened a dessert shop on Baker Street

"boom--"

One shot and it was all over.

This body didn't belong to any soul. Both Wensty's soul and the evil spirit's soul were forced out of the body. The two souls were fighting each other, and neither would let the other go.

The ghost's soul was angry and laughed: "Is it worth it? Without that body, you yourself become a ghost without a body."

"worth."

What's not worth it?Her mission has been completed, and the "door to freedom" that Dr. Newman has been dreaming of has finally failed to open. This door should not have been opened. His body was burned to ashes in the flames. The crimson light was only his imagination after all.

"And..." Wen Sidi smiled, and she struggled to hug the demon spirit that was trying to escape and possess someone else, "Who told you that I have no body?"

The demon spirit was pressed tightly against her, like a piece of brown sugar, she couldn't break free no matter what.

"The past flows into the future,

Oblivion flows to oblivion.

Some distressed, some begged.

Now, after cosmic history. "

The time-reversing spell was uttered, and the golden light pierced through the cliffs of the cave, making Wensty feel extremely warm. She hugged the evil spirit's soul and entered a void world full of auras.

She used to come here like this, and now that her mission has been fulfilled, she should go back like this.

The spell turned into a strange warmth that surrounded her. For the soul of the evil spirit, this ray of light brought pain that pierced the heart. It wanted to break free, but the golden light shrouded it like a bowl.

Under the golden light, the climax was raging.

All the people looked at the frail figure that fell in the flames, no one spoke, everyone was silent, the soldiers who followed looked indifferent, the woman who fell in the flames did not know them, people Not to grieve over the death of someone they had never met, which contrasted sharply with the shock in the eyes of their leader, Mycroft.

The British government (government) usually does not reveal too much emotion. As a politician, every bit of his emotions will be infinitely magnified and become the target of opponents' attacks. He is used to suppressing emotions, so he always treats everyone with a smooth smile. people.

But at this moment, he couldn't hide his shock.

Sherlock actually raised his gun and pointed it at his girlfriend.

After Wensty finished saying "This is my birthday wish", he didn't even hesitate, and quickly took out the soldier's gun. The moment the bullet was fired, it seemed as long as a century had passed.

The blue ocean in Sherlock's eyes was so calm that there was not even a single ripple.

He raised his gun, but didn't put it down for a long time. The whole image was frozen at this moment.

The fire brigade finally arrived, the fire will subside soon, and everything that happened in the cave will be like this fire, burn away the evil and gloomy years, and finally return to a clear and bright.

Before being taken away by the golden light, Wensty's soul took a quick look down. She couldn't see Sherlock's eyes, but could only see his hair, curled round and round, very cute.

The golden light is dissipating, and she is leaving this world.

She had anticipated the parting when she wrote that letter, and time could overwhelm all the past, Wensty thought, maybe she would become a cat in his memory like "Redbeard", or she might be an ordinary cat. Wednesday, while he struts forward into the rest of his life.

The sun is warm and spring is coming again.

The next spring on Baker Street will surely be lively and exciting.

Sherlock looked up belatedly, but saw nothing.

The golden light disappeared into the sky.

50 years later, on the other side of the world, all the witchers are waiting in battle, with the breeze gently blowing their robes.

"What do you think will happen later?"

It was Anna who said this. She stood at the end of the line and poked the little sister beside her with her arm.

"I don't know, but since the Great Elder said what will happen in the sky today, something will definitely happen." The little sister replied.

Anna nodded, thinking that the little sister was right.

It was the last day of the Demon Hunter Conference. This was the seventh Demon Hunter Conference in history. Their previous preparations were all for this day.

According to the calculation of the great elder, there will be a vision in the sky today.

But now the sky is sunny and a big sun hangs in the sky, how can there be a vision in the sky?

The Great Elder standing in front of him has a fluttering white beard. He is gazing at the sky with a dignified expression. He symbolizes the unquestionable authority of a demon hunter.

He led all the demon hunters to wait here, time passed, and finally the sun's rays reached the strongest moment of the day, shining dazzlingly.

The time has come.

Unknowingly, a dark cloud floated out to block the sun, and a thick layer of charcoal-black clouds gradually surged in the sky, turning day into night.

"Set up the formation." The Great Elder shouted.

All the witchers formed a circle around the altar, and in the center of the circle was a woman's body. Except for the elder, no one knew where she came from.

Anna and her little sisters had secretly visited this woman many times, her eyes were closed and she was not breathing.

"People who are not breathing should be dead," said the little sister.

Anna shook her head. She didn't look like she was dead. After so long, there wasn't even a single corpse spot, and she looked as if she was asleep.

When Anna and her little sisters saw her, they felt kindly. She seemed to be their age. They wanted to talk to her a lot, but they felt that they were talking to someone who couldn't hear them at all. Very weird.

Who is she, where did she come from, is she still alive... Anna and the others have many questions, and only the Great Elder can explain these questions clearly.

Today, the Great Elder pushed her body onto the altar and said, "She is coming back."

In the sky, a golden light broke through the clouds and shone on the woman's body.

Only then did Anna understand what the Great Elder meant when he said "she's coming back".

The body that had been lying in the ice coffin all year round seemed to be waking up from a long sleep. Anna saw with her own eyes that her fingertips moved, then her wrist, and her entire arm. She sat up and opened her arms. Eye.

So she has different pupils?

Anna discovered that her two eyes were of different colors, one was pure and clean black, and the other was blood-like crimson.

Her expression was also divided. The upper half of her face was still gentle and friendly, which made Anna quite familiar, but the lower half of her face was full of ferocity, and there was a contemptuous smile on her lips.

"Casting a spell," said the Great Elder.

Anna regained consciousness from the astonishment, and chanted the spell together with all the witchers. The spell blended with the golden light, weaving into a huge net, covering the woman's body.

Her expression became more and more painful, and a thin layer of sweat appeared on her forehead.

Finally, a black soul jumped out of her body, and she breathed a sigh of relief like a heavy burden.

I have learned in the textbooks of demon hunters that such black souls are called "demon spirits". Anna thought that the last powerful demon spirit in the world disappeared in this world with the sacrifice of Wensty Adams. But he didn't expect that there were still remnants of evil left, and he still escaped from this woman's body.

When the golden light faded, the demon spirit was bound in the big net woven by the spell, and could no longer break free. Gradually, it lost its vitality, and disappeared without a trace like the receding dark clouds in the sky.

Wensti came back, she had been away from her body for too long, she just came back, and she was still a little uncomfortable.She twisted her neck and stretched her arms, only to realize that the eyes of the people around her were all on her.

There are curiosity, scrutiny, joy, and guard in these gazes.

Wensty felt that when he came back, he had to say hello to everyone: "Hi everyone, long time no see."

But as soon as this sentence came out, everyone looked at me and I looked at you, and their eyes became even weirder.

Wensti saw Anna in the crowd, and waved happily at Anna. Anna didn't rush up to hug her as she expected, but was taken aback for a moment, and then smiled.

Anna looked at her like a stranger, not only Anna, but everyone here as if they didn't know her.

But how?She grew up with Anna and the others. Everyone here has eaten her desserts and witnessed that the Holy Grail chose her. How could they not know her?

When Wensti was at a loss, the First Elder held her hand, and this kind old man said to her with a long-lost loving smile, "Welcome back."

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The Demon Hunter Conference is over, and all Demon Hunters must return to their original lives.

Wensty still remembers Willy and Leon in the past. The two people who were once identified as the candidates gave each other a heartfelt hug before leaving. The relationship between the two people who are enemies and friends has continued, but the competition is not Witchcraft and spells, but computer power, they agreed to see you at the next World Hackathon.

"The world has changed," the Great Elder told her. "This may not be the world you are familiar with. This is a brand new world."

Winsty understood.

Just like Willy and Leon, demon hunters have become a sideline business. Every demon hunter has his own main field, maybe computers, maybe he is as good at making desserts as she is, maybe the little girl who goes to the dessert shop to buy cakes never She didn't expect her sister who gave her change to be magical.

The world no longer needs demon hunters all the time. Demon hunters can have their own lives.

When going down the mountain, Wen Sidi saw a woman moved a wicker chair and placed it on the balcony, enjoying the sunshine to the fullest, with her eyes closed, with a leisurely expression.

So good, she thought, as good as it was 50 years ago.

But now it is not 50 years ago. For her, she did not have time to work in the morning. The time has continued for 50 years, but now is not the world she knows 50 years later.

Like a baby with memories, she came back to a whole new world.

At night, Wensty sat by the window alone, staring at the moon outside in a daze. No matter what era it was, the moon would always wax and wane. Eternal change also brought about eternal change. The only familiar thing in this world.

The moon in the night sky was clear and round, and Wensty rested her head on her hands, reliving old dreams in the moon.

"Deng-deng--" a knock on the door interrupted her thoughts.

"Please come in."

Wensti restrained her emotions and watched the First Elder walk in. Like the night before she left, he walked up to her and sat down.

"Thank you." The Great Elder said to her.

He is an old man with strong empathy ability, he can feel the impact of a new world on a girl.

"History changes because of you, and you will also change because of history. In this world, no one may remember you anymore."

The Great Elder hesitated again and again, but decided to tell her the cruel truth.

"Don't you remember me?"

The great elder smiled kindly, and he looked at the full moon with her, imagining the scene 50 years ago: "I don't remember you, but I have a notebook, which records a mysterious story. It said that the book of the dead had been unsealed, so the world was full of undead, and the Holy Grail chose a warrior for us. She would go back to killing Mr. Holmes who unsealed the book of the dead 50 years ago... If it wasn’t for the handwriting on the notebook, it would be My own, I would have thought it was Anna or someone who made up a story... so your name is really Winsty right?"

"Correct."

The Great Elder seemed to have really forgotten her. Wen Sidi was obviously the name he had given her.

"Finally sacrificed to prevent the soul of the evil spirit from being injected into the Book of the Dead?"

"Yes," Winsty smiled, "Is it recorded in such detail in the notebook?"

"This is not written in a notebook, this is history."

The Great Elder's ending sound was long.

Anna and the others kept pestering him to ask why a woman's body was placed in the ice coffin, but he always used "it's a secret" to evade it.

This is indeed a secret.

The day he found the woman's body was the day he followed the records in the notebook to verify the truth of the story.

So, what is recorded in the notebook is not a false story, but a forgotten history.

Wensti suddenly remembered something: "Elder Elder, I saw you when you were a child, in Newman's private hospital. There was a commotion in the hospital that day, do you remember?"

The elder nodded.

How could he not remember that it was the day when the seed of the witcher in his body sprouted.

He remembered a pair of smiling eyes that made her feel kind.

"You really are Winsty."

"If it's a fake replacement."

Both looked at the moon and smiled.

On nights when there are no undead raging, there will be little girls singing joyous songs, and everything praised in the joyful songs is truly visible.

The moonlight can always bring out people's infinite worries. What is the difference between the moon in front of me and the one she ran under the moonlight 50 years ago?

Winsty couldn't answer.

What about the man who used to hold her hand and run in the moonlight? Is he okay?

She bit her lip, and finally asked the question she always wanted to ask: "Sherlock Holmes, is he still alive?"

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