On how to contain anomalous objects

"You are Xiaokui's older sister." Elijah said softly. The girl in front of her was about eighteen or nineteen years old, dressed in white and scarlet hakama, her black hair was gently tied up, and her clothes were splashed all the way through the woods. There were a lot of mud spots and dirt, and a small cut was made on the side of the face by a branch.

"...Xiaokui?"

The witch looked at them in confusion. Due to the problem of her position, she didn't notice the overlapping hands of the two. Perhaps it was because the face of this strange young man in front of her looked so pale, which made him look extraordinarily pale. She is fragile and harmless, so she is not very afraid: "My name is Xiaokui, and I don't have a younger sister... Did you recognize the wrong person?"

"...No, a little witch, about eleven or twelve years old, with big eyes and a round nose, basically exactly the same as you..." Elijah gestured with some helplessness: "About an hour ago we She was still talking at the gate of the Shaotong Shrine, and she said that you told her to come to us."

"I went to the port an hour ago to exorcise the ship. How could I call the little witch to come to you in the shrine?" The witch's expression slowly became vigilant: "I thought you two were tourists who came to the island secretly. But it's too much to interrupt the ceremony and talk nonsense-please get out of here immediately!"

"..."

Elijah sighed silently: "I'm sorry, please take a rest."

The fingers hanging by his side began to drip softly, and under the gaze of the stars, they appeared as white as moonlight.The night sea breeze picked up violently, rattling the skinny branches, but when the noise stopped for a while, the witch still stood firmly on the spot, but took a few steps back in horror, with fear and horror in her expression Zhise: "You, your hand, what the hell are you...!"

"...You are not human." Elijah slowly opened his eyes wide. He instinctively looked at the white-haired man beside him, but found that he was not surprised: "Teacher? Did you already know?"

"I just feel that the villagers here don't look right, but this guy is not a curse spirit." Gojo Satoru shrugged, and continued to play with the student's fingers calmly: "It's still a bit wrong, I just thought it was this one It seems that the special ability of the curse spirit is not right now."

He even complained a few words with a bored face: "Ah, I was going to use this to teach Elijah a lesson—it's really useless, the curse spirit here."

"What are you talking about... How could I not be human?!" The witch who was inexplicably ignored seemed to be greatly offended, and her originally beautiful face was distorted into a hideous appearance.

"Of course you are human." Gojo Satoru stared calmly and coldly at the priestess whose face froze suddenly: "It's just that you are not a normal living human being, in my eyes—"

He reached out and tapped his eye sockets lightly: "All the lines are messed up."

"It's strange, even ordinary humans can produce spell power, some will disappear on their own, and some that are too powerful will gradually form a curse... But the time when the spell power on your body was generated and the old and new levels are all messed up Together, it just hurts my eyes."

Elijah's pupils shrank for a moment, and he suddenly felt chills in his heart. He instinctively stepped back a few steps, but instead bumped directly into another person's warm chest.Gojo Satoru simply took advantage of the situation and hugged the young man, rubbed his chin on the top of the other's head comfortingly, and kept talking non-stop: "Sister-chan is like this, so is sister-chan... The little girl who called herself Xiaokui actually said That's right, after all, she is you seven years ago, and she can also be counted as your sister."

"—The you from seven years ago are trying to send a message to the you now."

……

In the end, both of them sat obediently next to Shao Tongze and listened to Wujo Wu's analysis. The night breeze was still a little cold, and Wujo Wu hugged the student from behind affectionately, making Miss Miko's eyes become weird.

"The timeline here is chaotic, and different timelines are intersecting. A small number of villagers seem to be alive in their own timeline, but they are so strange that they can contact and talk with people from another timeline."

"Actually, you should have a hunch." Gojo Satoru calmly stared at the pale priestess: "About the disordered timeline in this town where I live."

"...Yes." Xiaokui no longer had the heart to delve into the part she couldn't understand, the girl just buried her face in her knees wearily: "I suddenly found my tablet at home, and when I went to ask Grandpa, the other party With a dazed face... She clearly remembered that Channa once presided over the sacrificial ceremony of the Sea God Festival, and when she asked her to talk to her because she was nervous, she insisted that she had never even been to the young boy Zejima..."

"On the day when Channai disappeared, I suddenly remembered, isn't this the scene where the witch needs to take off her clothes and enter Shaotongze when performing sacrifices?" There was a little crying in her voice: "Everything is from the source. Seven years ago, what happened seven years ago..."

"I don't know about that." Gojo Satoru innocently spread his hands to meet her gaze: "What's the matter, he is not omnipotent."

"...Maybe I know." The soft and low voice was so light that it was almost torn apart by the sea breeze, but the two people present could hear it very clearly.Elijah stared blankly at the extremely calm dark gray lake in front of him. Gojo Satoru couldn't help frowning. He reached out and rubbed the student's cheek, but the other party just rolled his eyes slowly.

The voice of the Russian youth was extremely soft, almost close to a whisper: "Have you ever heard of..."the sea"?"

Gojo Satoru repeated: "The sea? What do you mean?"

Elijah smiled bitterly: "I'm talking stupid, the teacher can't possibly have heard of it."

"Hey, it's not a good habit to be dumb." Gojo Satoru couldn't help raising his eyebrows, and pinched the tip of the opponent's ear in dissatisfaction.

Elijah's ears turned red from being rubbed by him, and he couldn't hold back his lifeless state: "...No, I just don't want Miss Xiaokui to hear it. I will explain it to the teacher later."

Xiaokui: "..."

Miss Miko looked at him expressionlessly: "...you are really honest."

"Because sometimes ignorance is not a bad thing." Elijah shook his head and calmly looked towards a certain corner: "For example, Miss Witch should not be able to see that curse spirit right now."

The Russian youth silently stared at the curse spirit whose face was covered with tentacles and rotten fish bones, and sighed. Fortunately, everyone present was immune to T002, so he simply let T002 out and ate the curse spirit: "... ...It's a good thing to not see."

Gojo Satoru took a look at the total amount of abnormal substances in the student's body, and found that this curse spirit was completely unable to satisfy T002's appetite and provide energy for resurrection.He couldn't help but clicked his tongue: "How can you be a first-level quasi-level... After wasting so much effort, you're actually just a quasi-level-one spell spirit. At first, you thought that at least your special ability could be used as teaching materials, but it turned out to be a little trash—— Just scold Yidizhi when I go back, this kind of thing actually appeared in my task list."

Yidizhi Jiegao, who is still working hard in the crowd to buy special products:? ? ?

Inexplicably, he was eaten by T002 and was called a trash curse spirit:? ? ?

Witch Xiaokui is really a very courageous girl. After being frightened by the two of them in turn, she was able to continue to ask: "I still want to know the truth."

She looked at the moon gradually appearing on the horizon, with a strange firmness in her expression: "Actually, I am already dead, just seven years ago, the little Kui you met was me in this world... Even if It is death, and I hope to die without doubt."

She looked at Elijah, who seemed to be the most talkative, pleadingly: "At least please tell me everything she said, can you?"

This is really an irresistible request. Elijah silently repeated the words that sounded the same, but Xiaokui looked thoughtful: "The Sea God Festival is very important. Seven years ago, it was terrible. The infectious disease, it's my turn..."

She whispered: "No, in my memory, no infectious disease broke out in the town at that time, what am I referring to?"

"The so-called infectious disease probably refers to the fact that some villagers are in disorder." Elijah spoke calmly, but what he said was like thunder, smashing the world into pieces: "We believe that countless worlds are like being squeezed Bubbles in the sea are crowded together, and the weakest link between the bubbles is usually born with the name "Physical anchor". The unknown existence of the physical anchor generally appears in the form of a specific object, and every world The final stable anchor configurations are not consistent."

"The most common phenomenon at the link point of the world is that the timeline or space of the surrounding creatures is disordered, although its scope of influence is not too large." Elijah looked at Xiaokui's blank eyes and chose to give an example : "For example, the legend of the Bermuda Triangle, which is the most typical connection point; another example is the Lanke man in the ancient legend of Huaguo. When he returned to his hometown, he found that the handle of his ax was rotten, and all his fellow villagers had died... This is because of him. I accidentally touched the link point of the world, and the timeline on my body was messed up."

"But if the physical anchor leaves the weak link point, it will easily lead to amplified reality disorder phenomenon-sometimes this phenomenon will gradually repair itself, and sometimes it will not."

In fact, this is a very dangerous thing, because it may cause the collapse of the world... Fortunately, the link here is repairing itself, but Elijah didn't tell the other party these things - after all, the self-repair of the world means the recovery of abnormal phenomena. disappear.

Xiaokui barely kept up with his train of thought: "...So Shaotong Zedao is a weak link point in the world. Someone took away the physical anchor seven years ago?"

"This is the only explanation I can think of." Elijah let out a breath, and murmured to her as if exhausted: "And this is probably the source of E003... Have you all touched this film? Lake water?"

"...The girls who disappeared were all witches who came to the island to worship the sea god. They need to go into the lake to soak their bodies." I followed a tourist's boat to play on Shaotong Ze Island, and naturally touched the lake water, and I still remember how grandpa was furious after returning..."

Elijah looked at the witch with a sad expression: "E003 is an abnormal object with a fatality rate as high as 67%, so you should all die at the moment you touch E003, but because of the link point, you continue to be able to continue on the other side." Alive in the timeline. It was not until seven years later, that is, now, that the timeline began to slowly return to normal, and those witches also returned to a dead state..."

Xiaokui interrupted him, her pupils trembling and she made a desperate conclusion: "...so the me seven years ago said, it's my turn next, I hope I can accept the reality."

The moon had risen, and it was a starry night, frighteningly dim.Elijah looked sadly at the innocent people who were forced into the chaotic time and space, the hidden sympathy for each other, and the greater fear hidden behind, like a silent tide, submerged his head little by little.

Xiaokui was still sobbing softly, and for a moment her figure almost overlapped with Xiaokui from seven years ago... Maybe because she knew that this kind of thing was powerless for everyone present, she didn't even ask anyone for help until the moonlight When it completely enveloped her, her figure was so pale that it seemed to be glowing—no, she was really glowing, like dust shining under the sun, the air seemed to be distorted for a moment, and the next second , In the moonlight, there was no longer a figure of the witch, only a piece of clothing that had almost rotted and belonged to the little girl was quietly scattered beside the lake, as if it had always been there.

"This is... the missing girl."

The author has something to say:

I partially pinched the Scranton Reality Anchor in the foundation, I hope I can explain this logic clearly (cover my face), I am almost being drawn into it, so I slightly edited the first two chapters (crumbs)

Readers who can’t remember what E003 is can read Chapter 1 of this book

By the way, do you want to see the plot between Elijah and the duo of problem children from ten years ago?

感谢在2022-01-2300:49:59~2022-01-2401:45:28期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: 2953874650 bottles; 1 bottle in the rain;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!