It’s not like this wizard is inappropriate

The ugly head soon became too much to look at.

Something indescribable happened next between the greasy version of Anzai and the poor fair-skinned girl.

It was hiding outside the wall, listening to the girl's screams, and could faintly hear a complex meaning mixed with pain and pleasure.

"Hey~"

It grinned and was about to complain when it faintly felt a strange power.

That power seemed to burst out from the girl's heart, carrying the suffering she encountered in life, floating around, and spreading out to the world.

The ugly head looked at the neighbor's house in astonishment, where it was becoming clearer and clearer.

Although it is still very blurry, you can still distinguish the mixed material of oyster shells and stones, which faintly reveals a touch of 'decay', 'ancient' and 'detached' charm.

It turned its head and looked at the house across the street. It vaguely felt a touch of 'happiness', 'hardship', and 'ease' from that house, especially the touch of children's graffiti in the corner, which added to it. It has a "childlike" charm.

However, no matter these houses, streets, lampposts and mailboxes, even the pedestrians, there is an indescribable sadness.

This sadness came from deep within that girl's heart.

It is the inescapable difficulty in life, the hardship that is sad but not despairing, and the pain that is almost leading to death but has not yet reached that level.

It keeps going on and on, and the reasoning is still confusing.

It's like a quagmire, sinking in and unable to break free, but it doesn't sink completely, it just feels like an indescribable suffocation.

Although it is difficult, it seems that I can endure it by gritting my teeth.

Bite your teeth and everything will pass.

It's such a flavor.

Finally, after a long storm, the girl was dressed neatly, carrying a rattan basket and walked towards the street.

The ugly head turned around and glanced at Anzi, who was sleeping soundly in the window, thought for a moment, and followed the girl.

The beautiful girl specially tied a floral silk scarf around her neck, making her fair and delicate face even more delicate and lovely.

But no one knew that there was even a deep fingerprint under the scarf.

There was a purple mark that seemed to strangle her.

"Aunt Susan, let me buy some beef."

The wind chime on the door made a crisp sound, and the girl pushed open the bead curtain and walked into a small shop, and began to carefully select the favorite beef brisket for her husband who had just ravaged her.

In this way, the ugly head followed the girl to buy tomatoes, corn, milk and bread.

I also heard a girl chatting with a fat mother-in-law about work matters.

It turned out that the girl actually studied precision machinery maintenance.

Well, the kind that repairs watches.

But the husband seems not to like the girl doing this kind of job where she can frequently come into contact with rich upper-class men, so the girl eventually chooses to do the hard work of starching clothes and sewing.

"My poor child~" The fat mother-in-law held the girl's hand with pity. Although the girl struggled, she still saw the bruises on her wrist, and she couldn't help but shed tears.

"How come your husband is so willing to do it!"

The girl pulled her sleeves to cover her wrists as much as possible, lowered her head, and just said softly, "A noble gentleman came to woo me with a bouquet of flowers, and he saw him."

Girls never lack suitors, and they also never lack beatings from their husbands.

Facing such a beautiful person, the incompetent husband was unable to protect her from the wind and rain outside, so he could only wave the whip despicably.

"It's absolutely disgusting!" The fat mother-in-law was filled with indignation. She wanted to say something, but in the end she just let out a long sigh.

The girl in front of her has the most beautiful face and the most graceful figure in the city. She has heart-breaking kindness, intelligence and strength, but she was sold to an alcoholic by her gambling father to pay off her debt.

"Grandma Musha~"

The girl looked at the fat mother-in-law sadly, "Is life always so difficult?"

The fat mother-in-law didn't answer. She just hugged the girl hard and patted her shoulders gently in an attempt to comfort her. However, she seemed to have accidentally touched her wound, causing the girl to twitch.

However, the girl just gritted her teeth and didn't make a single sound.

"Oh, my angelic child~" The fat mother-in-law felt very distressed, and stroked the girl's cheek with her wrinkled hands, "Why are you so pitiful..."

…

"Walter?"

When Lin An woke up the next day, he looked at his ugly head in disbelief and plucked his ears, as if he couldn't believe what he heard, "What did you say?"

The head looked at Lin An with a look that looked at the residue, and spat out the blood in his mouth, "tui~ Dog man!"

Lin An skillfully dodged it and rolled his eyes, "I do vaguely remember that I seemed to have a dream, but I can't remember clearly after waking up."

All right.

After finally being calmed down, he finally talked about the scene he saw in Lin An's mind space.

After finishing speaking, he looked at Lin An with a sneer, as if he was looking at smelly dog ​​shit.

But he saw Lin An rubbing his chin, thoughtfully.

"Wait a minute~"

Lin An got out of bed, got dressed, then went to the computer to turn it on, opened the browser, thought for a while, logged into the short video website, and found a video about "Witch Hunter".

After pressing fast forward all the way, I finally came to a screen and quickly hit pause.

"Look, is it this woman?"

"Eh?" The ugly head exclaimed, "Yes, it's her!"

"The boss of the third act, the sad witch Anqi!" Lin An's face was solemn, "In the 'Human Taste Series', it represents 'grievance', and the way to release emotions is 'slashing the past and welcoming the free future'."

He searched the webpage unwillingly again, and finally opened a post called 'Can you imagine how magical the city in the branch plot of a game is? '.

Swipe the page and soon a game screenshot is displayed.

"Yes, yes, yes!" The ugly head exclaimed, "It's here."

Lin An's eyes were dim, and he murmured, "Slashing the past and welcoming the free future..."

The head looked at him with some confusion, "What's wrong? Wow, Anzi, you are too happy to dream. If the players knew that their goddess's past husband was you, they would definitely be jealous and want to kill you!"

Lin An looked at it helplessly, "Can't you figure it out?"

"I'm not the husband of the witch Anqi, I'm the creator of the witch Anqi!"

"???" The head still didn't understand.

Lin An stared at the witch in the picture, squinting his eyes and stroking his fingers, "For her, I am everything that caused her suffering. Now she is relying on the power of the mind to replay everything she has experienced, and then step by step towards that powerful and dangerous witch."

"Finally..."

Lin An sneered at the head, "She has to kill me, the creator, and kill me, the person who has brought her suffering again and again, in order to welcome the future of freedom!"

The head took a breath, "You mean, the BOSS in the game has wisdom?"

"Do you think it's a good fortune?" Lin An rolled his eyes, "She is growing up, but I really know a little about the spiritual level. I can only watch her mature step by step helplessly."

When the player walks through the plot to face this BOSS, the witch has broken through the ceiling and become a powerful wizard who has become a half-lich.

This is a headache!

"Is there any way?" The head is a little anxious.

"Yes..." Lin An turned off the computer with a snap, "turn off this game completely. Her power undoubtedly comes from the emotional power released by players when playing games."

Ah this...

I don't know what to say.