Witch for All 1994

Breathing the air with a hint of sunshine, Jiang Han quickly arrived at the top of the hill.

The puddles on the ground rippled, but with the witch's vision, Jiang Han could clearly see what he looked like now.

Her dress became much more ordinary. She wore a sky blue tutu skirt and a black suspender skirt jacket. She wore a wide straw hat-style casual hat on her head, giving her the look of a 'village girl in literature'.

The reason why she is said to be a village girl in literary works is because this outfit is a proper outfit for a rich daughter of the middle-class landlord class.

Hum, not bad... Jiang Han blinked at the puddle, stuck out his tongue, and patted his face with both hands, feeling good about himself.

Immediately, she skipped around without wearing her skirt and ran towards several small tree holes and cave houses on the top of the mountain. This is a dream. As witches who are skilled in using various environments, they are born with the ability to move freely in dreams.

If he wasn't afraid of turning this dream into a 'frightening dream' and waking up the dreamer, Jiang Han could float, or transform into Ultraman Tiga, or even materialize into a Gundam.

Unfortunately, experiences gained through dreams do not count as experiences.

Because the dream world is just a structure with rules similar to those of the earth, but completely different and can be destroyed at any time.

And it has the negative buff of having all your wishes come true.

For example, if you contact squash in a dream, you will find that you are omnipotent, and your nerve reflex speed is about the same as ten Lin Zhaojuns!

For example, if you practice shooting in a dream, you will feel like you are an invincible top, spiraling through the wall and seeing through the lock!

But dreams are always dreams, and fake ones are always fake.

What you do in a dream is not even as valuable as a warm-up match!

Roya, the king of warm-up matches, knows this very well - the great Mauro beat Anjie, Agatha and Kraken hard in every warm-up match, but was beaten mercilessly by these three people once they got to the main match.

Jiang Han had no intention of becoming the Shilipo Sword God in his dream. He followed the intuition generated in his dream and found the entrance to a cave with a tea tree planted at the door.

There is a lock on the wooden door.

"Huh, there's no lock here." Jiang Han muttered silently, closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, the lock had disappeared.

This is a dream, and anything irrational can happen.

She opened the door and walked inside without ceremony.

As expected, after she walked in, she met the owner of this dream in this casual and pastoral room.

The Saint Vera has beautiful straight black hair, fair skin, beautiful appearance and... a pair of eternally knotted eyes.

She wore a blue suspender skirt and a white bottom, with various black cloth straps as decorations on the skirt.

Jiang Han could feel that his magic power was attached to the other person's body, but it seemed that he could not penetrate deeply and invade the other person's spirit.

To put it simply, she still has no way to dig out some secrets from the other party's dreams.

"But soon..." Jiang Han muttered.

She sat in front of the saint, who looked at her expressionlessly, her eyes empty.

Jiang Han has not experienced dreaming, but she once saw the corresponding knowledge in Kraken's big library. The creatures in the dream will be in a state of "although it is strange, I think it is reasonable."

It’s reasonable, long live it! Jiang Han glanced at the table. There were two cups on it, both with hot tea, a large ham that was probably wild boar, and a unique sauce called Trappe made with tea and fruit. It is a local specialty of Testenango.

Two teacups, are there guests? Jiang Han squinted her eyes, smiled and shook her head. She felt that she had overlooked something again, but if she thought about it seriously, it was not surprising what happened in her dream.

So she simply stopped thinking and took a sip of the hot cup of tea, feeling the aroma overflowing.

"Good tea." Her eyes almost brightened.

The delicious food in the dream comes from the owner of the dream.

For a person who has never eaten chicken, even if chicken appears in a dream, it will have no real taste.

For a person who has never had a romantic experience, no matter how he dreams of a romantic dream, it is an upgraded version of self-generated power, and he will not have a real experience.

Jiang Han tasted a bite of wild boar meat, which was also extremely delicious!

It is simply not like the delicacies produced in the poor world of Testenango!

She ate a meal with satisfaction, although she knew that the food would disappear from her stomach when she returned to reality, but then she thought, wouldn't this be great! ? The ability to eat one meal in a dream and then eat another meal in reality is simply a witch's dream ability.

After finishing the meat and taking another sip of hot tea, she patted her belly with satisfaction.

I thought that Vera, as a village girl, had never eaten anything good; but I didn’t expect that Vera was just a village girl who talked about it! In fact, it is very likely that she is the daughter of a middle-class landlord family, the kind of village girl who probably has an entire mountain as her territory.

...Jiang Han rubbed her face, and then she remembered the business.

She had to carefully control the magic power to penetrate into the other person's mind, and slowly whisper to turn the other person into a kid!

After eating and drinking, she was about to take action when Saint Vera stood up, picked up the teapot and poured her a cup of tea.

"..." Jiang Han suddenly looked like a frightened cat, his eyes widened, his eyebrows raised, and his teeth gently biting his lower lip.

Gululu...

The hot tea bubbles like a potion brewing in a crucible.

Vera put down the teapot, sat down, and looked at her. She was silent for a while, and the corner of her mouth twitched without a smile:

"Who are you?"

She, she, she's awake? Jiang Han was worried at first, and then his face suddenly turned red.

She blinked awkwardly, turned her head, and glanced awkwardly at the ham with only the remains on the table, and then glanced pitifully at Vera.

The saint was almost breathless. After the two sides were silent for about twenty or thirty seconds, she said softly:

"tell me."

Kraken, the book you gave me didn't mention how to deal with a dream master who suddenly wakes up! Jiang Han's thoughts collided rapidly. After half a second, he hesitated and said:

"...You know who I am, and you know who will appear in your dreams."

Even if the person in the dream is awake, his IQ is not very high!

There is a bit of magic in Jiang Han's words, leading the other person to remember 'this is a dream', and the following additions trigger the other person's ability to automatically make up for it.

After all, the people in the dream are not very intelligent.

They can easily convince themselves!

...I just don't know if it will be effective against such a waking dream master... Jiang Han tapped his thigh lightly with his little paws under the table, fully hoping that the other party's brain healing ability would work.

Maybe today is her lucky day!

Her half-baked guidance ability, almost like rice-growing skills, came into play.

Saint Vera's expression softened, and she was a little confused. She repeated:

"I know……"

"I……"

Jiang Han noticed that a cupboard not far away had turned into a bookcase with a lot of books in it.

She knew this was Vera's conscious direction. Dreams are unstable, and consciousness is even more hazy. When Vera thinks about things, the source of her thinking will be displayed in the dream in various ways, this time it is a bookshelf.

"It means she is looking for answers from the knowledge she has learned in the past... Phew!" Jiang Han breathed a sigh of relief, smiled, and sipped tea with ease again, and commented on the bookcase in his heart, "Wow. , for a village girl, she has learned a lot... Ha, it is exactly what I thought, this guy is also a remnant of feudal society!"

She shook her body, took another plate of cheese from the table, and took a bite.

It tastes good too! Ha, remnants of feudalism... Jiang Han stuffed some cheese into his mouth, his cheeks puffed up like a hamster.

Vera fell silent, and after a few seconds, she hesitated and said:

"Are you...are you a succubus?"

puff!

Jiang Han relied on his good upbringing to ensure that he did not spit it out. She swallowed the food quickly and blinked her eyes twice. Just when she was about to say "I'm not", she heard Vera's own analysis:

"It is recorded in ancient books that succubi are similar to nightmares. They will sneak into other people's dreams, pollute the thoughts of creatures, make them more intoxicated with the abyss, and eventually fall. I seem to have fought with demons recently? So, you are a succubus. Demon, sneak into my mind?"

Jiang Han pursed his lower lip and suddenly felt that his head was a little heavy. He reached out and touched it and found that he had a pair of devil's curved horns.

The dream owner's understanding of the intruder also changes the intruder.

The most important thing is that the dream owner’s ‘sense of identity’ can speed up the witches to break through their spiritual defenses...

Jiang Han stopped what he said, took a deep breath, and said with a charming smile:

"Yes, I am a succubus."

Vera's eyes widened a little, with a serious expression:

"Devil, get out of my dream, I will not betray my compatriots."

Are you speaking righteously now? Jiang Han complained inwardly, but she also knew that the way people in dreams spoke was so fragmentary! One second he was engaging in reality style with you, and the next second he was giving you the Cruel Angel Action Plan to play super style with you.

She followed the words and said soothingly like she was grooming a cat:

"I don't want you to betray your compatriots. In fact, I am just a lost succubus who wants to ask for directions..."

This kind of confusing rhetoric had an effect.

Vera calmed down and glanced at her, with a serious expression and a bit of expectation:

"Well, succubus! Don't you do what a succubus should do?"

"Huh?" Jiang Han blinked.

Is this the moral standard of the Virgin of Testenango? It's really funny... Jiang Han waved his hand:

"I told you I was just lost. I wouldn't do anything a succubus would do."

The saint's expression became more serious, but Jiang Han could see a hint of disappointment on her face.

Vera held her face with the palm of one hand:

"Sure enough, this is a dream, and there are many errors in the knowledge recorded in the book; however, Succubus, I will send you and your fellow abyssal brethren back to the abyss..."

she said.

Jiang Han felt a tremor in this dream, and then——

wake up.

Her consciousness drifted thousands of miles, entering eternal darkness and then falling into warm light.

"Ugh..." She yawned, sat up, smelled the aroma of hot pot, and saw the witch and Mia from Tan Yue's group eating hot pot.

Seeing that she was awake, Mia asked:

"How was it? Did you gain anything from your dream?"

…………

Rebel camp.

Saint Vera covered her head and sat up from the cot. She coughed, still feeling a little dizzy.

She frowned and touched her left eye.

"That devil... her blood seemed to have splashed into my eyes."