Bamusi did not expect that the devil's offer of giving her a chance to prove herself was actually to give her a chance to live again.
She appeared in a snowy field, and the ax that hit her head fell off. The wounds on her body grew out little by little, and finally healed completely. Only the blood stains on her clothes still proved what had happened to her.
She touched her body, disbelieving and excited.
"Am I alive?"
She kept confirming this fact until it was verified.
"I'm alive...I'm alive..."
She was so happy.
While she was happy, she once again remembered what the devil had said.
"As long as you can prove that you are not guilty, you can not fall into the fire of purgatory, but enter the kingdom of God with beautiful dreams."
Bamusi looked at the real world. Although it was still full of wind and snow, it was at least better than dying.
Bamusi suddenly felt that the guy called the devil was really stupid.
Now that I have come back to life, why do I have to prove whether I am guilty or not, even though I am not wrong myself?
But even if he proves himself, he only allows himself to go to the Kingdom of Creation after death.
She didn't want to die, so she didn't want to go to some fantasy star sea.
She just wants to live.
It was almost dark when Bamusi appeared, but she had not found her specific location at all, and what was even worse was that she had not brought any supplies.
Without a tent, no fire, and no food, it is difficult to survive in this ice and snow.
"Where is this?"
"ah!"
"Where is this place? Since you saved me, why don't you let me go directly outside?"
"Why this damn place anyway."
As the sky grew dark, she could only pick up an ax which was not very handy as a tool, dug a hole in the snow, and hid in it.
She gathered some firewood, but she had nothing to light it with.
When it was the coldest night, she kept digging in the snow cave to make fire, trying to light the firewood, but no matter how hard she tried, she could not light the firewood, which drove her crazy.
Finally, the wood lit up with a wisp of smoke, and she used the velvet on her hat to catch the flame.
The nights were getting colder and colder, and all the firewood was burned out.
The fire gradually died down, and she felt that she was about to freeze to death, so she lit another piece of her clothing, burning it piece by piece to maintain the flame of life.
She was trembling and kept talking.
“It’s so cold!”
“So hungry!”
"I don't want to die...I don't want to die...I don't want to die..."
Finally, it was almost dawn.
Bamusi got out of the hole, the fire had been extinguished, and she couldn't bear the despair in the darkness for a moment.
She looked outside. The snow had gotten lighter, but the wind hadn't stopped.
She climbed up the mountain, but she didn't know the road. The only ones in the family who knew the road and knew the direction were her father and sister. She had no idea which way to go.
Suddenly, under the light of Limingmo Lake, she vaguely saw someone looking like someone under the hillside in the distance.
Bamusi's face showed ecstasy, she took her hands out of her arms and raised them high.
"ah!"
"Hello!"
"Hello!"
She shouted at the top of her lungs and wanted to run over there.
"Help me, help me!"
"Please help me...please save me..."
The two figures heard the sound, turned back from a distance, and then fell into complete panic.
Because, they saw that as Bamusi yelled at the top of her lungs, the surrounding snow began to slide and roll towards the pass at the bottom of the hillside.
Bamusi also didn't expect that her shouting would trigger an avalanche. She immediately stopped her movements, retreated in panic, and hid under a rock at the top of the mountain.
But the avalanche had already caused a chain reaction, and the surrounding mountains collapsed together as if they had been agreed, and the snow that had been falling for an unknown period of time rolled down together.
White fills everything and drowns everything.
The snow splashed up like fog and floated in the air.
It could not be settled for a long time.
The dawn sun gradually rose from behind Bamusi on the top of the mountain. She was stunned for a long time, and the ecstasy on her face gradually faded away, and then she changed to a look of disappointment.
She said: "I just shouted."
Pamus hunched her waist and walked forward.
She wanted to find something to eat and a place to hide.
She felt so cold that the hat she used to keep warm was burned off, and one of her clothes was burned off. She could only use a cloak to cover her head.
Because the wind was too strong to hold her up, she could only use one hand to hold the brim of the cloak.
She held the hood with her hands and kept rubbing her ears. At first, she felt her hands and ears hurt from the cold, but later she felt nothing at all.
Walked for half a day.
The wind is getting stronger and stronger, the body is getting stiffer and stiffer, and hunger signals are constantly coming from my stomach.
Suddenly, she noticed that something fell when her hand brushed against her ear.
She touched it with the other hand in her arms and found that one of her ears had been frozen off and one of her hands had changed color.
"Ah, my ears, my ears."
She screamed, as if she wanted to put her ears back together.
But how could this be possible? She was in a state of madness and could not accept the fact that her ears had fallen off. In other words, she was close to a mental breakdown.
After walking for a while, her body reached its limit. She was exhausted and dizzy with hunger.
Her expression was no longer crazy, she no longer even spoke, and she looked embarrassed.
She felt like she didn't want to think about anything else. She just wanted to find something to eat, anything, as long as it was edible.
In a daze.
She came to a vaguely familiar forest of dead trees. She originally wanted to take shelter here and dig up tree roots to find something edible.
But he didn't expect that there would be an unexpected surprise. Mo Hu's eyes saw a person eating under a tree in the distance.
She couldn't see clearly what the other person was eating, but she seemed to smell the food, and every cell in her body became hungry.
She was very hungry and swallowed.
Then he took out the ax tied to his waist.
He lowered his head and took advantage of the shadow of the tree to avoid it. He crossed a few dead trees, went around from behind the tree where the other person was living, and gave him a blow.
She hit the man on the back of the head with an axe, then snatched the things from his arms and swallowed them in her mouth.
Bamusi devoured it hungrily, immediately picked up all the dregs that fell on the ground and ate them together with the snow.
Suddenly, out of the corner of her eye, Bamus saw the man's face covered in blood.
She was stunned, and the more she looked at him, the more familiar he seemed.
The other party's face was ferocious, with an expression of eyesore and disbelief.
but.
Bamusi could still tell from the blood-covered eyebrows that he was her brother.
And the condition of his death was exactly the same as what she and her sister had seen before. Her brother was obviously dead at that time, so how could he die by his own hands again?
Bamusi suddenly understood something: "Not only did I come back to life, but I also went back to the past?"
She couldn't believe it. It turned out that the person who killed her brother was neither her sister nor a demon hunter.
Is it herself?
Her chin trembled slightly and she stopped eating.
As if he was choking on food, he kept whimpering in a low voice, and his chest was shaking.
"Uh uh uh……"
There was even a vague idea in her mind.
If she went back to before everything happened.
So who were the two people who were buried in the avalanche just now?
She didn't dare to think about it, she just turned her head and stuffed all the food into her stomach.
"I have no idea."
"I don't know...I don't know anything."
"It's not my fault, I don't know, I don't know it's you, it's not my fault..."
She gradually became silent, eating silently and not looking at the body.
It was as if everything had nothing to do with her and nothing was done by her.
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Bamusi found her place and knew how to go next.
She finished all the food bit by bit, then took off her brother's coat and put it on herself.
She put on her brother's hat, even though there was blood on it.
Bamusi wrapped herself tightly, which made her feel warm, so warm that she felt everything was worth it.
She gathered enough strength and set off.
On the way, she saw someone coming from a distance. She hid in a hurry and covered up the traces of the distance where she hid.
While hiding, she heard a familiar voice: "Look at this mark, that guy came here by himself."
Another said: "No, he needs to lose a lot of weight."
She peeked over and saw her sister first.
Then, she also saw herself.
There are two selves existing in this world at the same time?
She saw the two people walking away and finally walked out.
Looking at the backs of the two people, she didn't know what she was thinking.
The wind was blowing her blood-stained hat, and the string ball on the hat was fluttering in the wind, but her expression was completely different from before.
She walked along the road and easily found the house left by the Witcher Guild.
Her goal is very clear, food.
"Where's the food? Has the food been taken away at this time?"
She couldn't wait to open the cellar and saw the food inside.
"Food, food is all there."
"Nothing was stolen, it's all there."
"Hahaha, there is food, so you don't have to starve anymore."
The food was placed very neatly, and you could tell at a glance that it was done by my sister. She took the food into her arms and piled it together.
Food gave her a great sense of security, and she smelled the food greedily, just like the greedy miser in the story.
Suddenly, she saw writing on the ground.
"Sister's share."
"My little brother's share."
"mine."
The three sisters are neatly painted.
Bamusi looked at the writing, and then looked at herself holding a pile of food.
Although she couldn't see her face, it seemed that she had become ugly invisibly.
Her sister never killed her brother, nor did she ever think about eating the food for herself. Instead, she left her own food to her brother, and she really fulfilled her promise and went back to find her.
The other party never hid food, and even planned how to use the food next. Every portion was planned, including the portion for her and her brother.
But the more this happens, the harder it is for her to accept it.
"hypocritical."
"That's too stupid. I wouldn't be that stupid."
"There's not enough to eat. There's never enough to eat."
"If it's not enough for one person, how can it be enough for three people? That will only make everyone starve to death."
She counted the food bit by bit, figuring out how long she could eat.
"Two months. If you save a little, you can eat it for two months."
"If we survive two months, winter will be almost over."
"I can survive, I can live."
Suddenly, she heard something moving outside.
She looked outside and saw two figures coming back.
She immediately wrapped all the food in sacks and wanted to find a place to hide.
But it was icy and snowy outside, and there was not a single hiding place left. There was no hiding place at all, and didn’t we just happen to run into each other when we went out?
She hesitated in panic, but the other party came over quickly, and she immediately hid in the attic with the sack.
Not long after, she saw her other self and her sister pushing open the door.
She quickly collected all the food and looked outside, holding the ax in her hand, as if she was afraid that others would rob her of her treasure.
The sisters looked out cautiously, while she watched them from the attic.
Then, she once again witnessed two people discovering that the food in the cellar was missing, and watched the two people conflict.
Everything happened again, only this time she became a bystander.
On the attic.
She could see clearly through the gap in the wooden planks and saw her other self and her sister entangled together on the inclined ladder.
She also saw her words and deeds very clearly. She saw her ugly face, staring ferociously, and pinching her sister's neck with both hands.
No matter how her sister tried to defend herself, she didn't listen.
In the end, she just watched helplessly as her other self killed her sister.
She witnessed the whole process and the truth, and everything was pieced together.
It turns out that she killed her brother.
She was the one who put away the food. She was the one who did everything, but she put everything on her sister.
Her face was pressed tightly against the wooden board, and she could even see through the gap that her other self was strangling her sister to death, with a faint cruel smile on her crazy face, as if her plan had succeeded.
Perhaps, she knew her sister was innocent, but she just didn't care.
Why? She knew that two people couldn't live together? Or was it because of the food her sister was carrying?
Or maybe she was just looking for an excuse to kill this annoying "burden" she considered.
No one can understand the other side of herself better than her, the dark ghosts in her heart, that extremely terrifying dark side.
"No."
"That's not what I thought. I didn't think that."
Bamusi in the attic repeatedly denied that she had ever had such an idea.
"I just made a mistake and killed my sister by mistake."
"And I didn't kill the sister here. That's right, I didn't kill her."
"I was not wrong, I was not the one who killed him."
"She killed him."
Bamusi looked at her other self, her eyes widening behind the cracks in the board as if they were about to bulge out.
She watched her other self kill her sister and then kept retreating, and finally retreated to the entrance of the attic with her back turned to her.
Bamusi held the ax in her hand and stared at the person who killed her sister.
"Yes, she killed him."
"I should kill her."
"She is a bad person. If I don't kill her, she will definitely kill me, just like she killed my sister."
"Yes, she will definitely kill me, she will."
"She would take away all the food and live selfishly by herself."
Bamusi was extremely sure, without the slightest doubt.
Bamusi decided to kill herself and replace the other person.
She finally made up her mind.
"Kill her. How can there be two me in this world? As long as I kill her, I can live here. No one knows what happened."
"Yes, no one knows what happened. I only need to survive two months and then I can go back."
Thinking of this, hope rekindled on her face.
"I can just leave this damn place and start over."
She walked towards the entrance of the attic little by little, and the other party also retreated in front of her little by little.
She raised her hands high, with a ferocious look on her face.
And the ax.
Then hit the opponent hard on the head.
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"Huh...huh..."
Bamusi stacked the two corpses together and stood on the ground, panting continuously.
However, at this time, flames ignited beneath her body.
She watched in astonishment as a gap opened under her feet, and then she fell downwards. She quickly grabbed the wooden board on the side and looked at the sea of fire and magma under her feet in horror.
She wanted to crawl out, and a strong desire to survive burst out in her body.
But the world of fire under the feet seemed to have a huge suction force, constantly pulling Bamusi downwards, forcefully pulling her into it.
As she fell, she made a desperate sound.
"ah!"
In a sea of fire.
Bamusi was burned by the cursed fire of purgatory, making painful sounds.
At this time, the devil appeared in front of her again, stepping on the flames.
The devil knelt down and shook his head at her.
"It's a pity that you failed the test."
"You don't love anyone, you only love yourself."
Bamus shouted: "What's wrong with loving yourself? Why should I love others? Why?"
Devil: "Don't you think you are guilty? I gave you a chance, but look what you did in the chance I gave you?"
The devil spread his hands: "After you went back, the first thing you did was to kill your parents?"
Bamusi said: "I don't know, I don't know anything, I don't know it's them, you obviously didn't tell me."
The devil thought it made sense: "Well, if this doesn't count..."
"What about your brother? Didn't you kill him yourself?"
Bamusi: "I didn't mean it. I really didn't mean it. I thought it was someone else."
Devil: "You took away the food and watched your sister die in the end. Is this always intentional?"
She cried bitterly and said in an extremely innocent voice.
"It was obviously another guy who killed my sister."
"Yes, she was the bad guy, and I even killed her."
Bamusi thought she had found the reason.
She looked at the devil and prayed loudly.
"In this case, can I redeem myself from my mistakes?"
"Yes, it was obviously her who killed her. I killed her, and I was right."
The devil seemed to be in a difficult position.
"Hmm~"
"That's it!"
She conjured up a chair and sat elegantly in front of Bamusi.
"Then I'll give you another chance. Do you still want it?"
Bamusi stretched out her hands upwards from the sea of fire and lava, and cried loudly: "I want it, of course I want it..."
A smile appeared on the devil's face.
Then.
He gave her another contract, which was exactly the same as before.
And Bamusi signed her name on it without hesitation again, exactly the same as before.
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Surrounded by mountains.
There is heavy snow falling in the sky.
Bamusi had wrapped her head tightly, but the cold wind and frost still numbed her entire head. The coldness seemed to have penetrated the skull, penetrated deep into the deepest part of the brain, and froze the brain.
She felt as if she had forgotten something, but she couldn't remember it.
Why are you here?
What are you doing here?
Why do you have to suffer this kind of crime?
Oh, she remembered.
It's all her mother's fault. If her mother hadn't said she wanted to leave, she wouldn't be like this.
After walking some distance, the more she thought about it, the angrier she became.
"Huh...huh...huh..."
Bamusi was so tired that she wanted to throw the bag away, stop, and then sit on the ground and lose her temper.
But she also knew that if she stopped she would die, which frightened her.
therefore.
All her dissatisfaction could only be accumulated in her heart, and she felt extremely wronged.