The fire is burning brightly.

The ghost looked at the flames burning in front of her - she didn't have to say anything to stop it. As long as Jasmine was burned to death, she could find the next body to possess, and then continue to maintain her "believers".

She looked at the young man holding the torch in front of her. The young man was also looking at her with extremely dull eyes.

——He obviously has the same wish and will as him. He wants to save Jasmine, and he wants Jasmine to live, so why should she be controlled by his words?

"A group of blind believers, and a sincere fanatic." Su Mingan looked at her: "You make your own choice."

"What do you want?" Ghost couldn't figure out what this man wanted to say.

"I want to make a deal with you." Su Mingan said: "I have a tool that can take away a dying person. If you voluntarily leave Jasmine's body and leave Trilli, I will save Jasmine."

, so that she can continue to live."

"Why should I believe you?" Ghost sneered: "How great do you think I am? I have to sacrifice myself for a small believer?"

"It doesn't matter." Su Ming'an continued: "It doesn't matter to me whether you leave or not. Saving Trili and Jasmine is just what I did casually. I don't like this town. Just destroy it. My mission has been completed.

.”

The ghost showed full anger at first, and then she calmed down slightly and became silent.

She looked at the angry townspeople around her, and then said softly:

"...Put me down first."

Su Mingan immediately went to untie her rope without any hesitation.

"Hey, he..."

Some townspeople wanted to stop him, but were stopped by Mitchell's crutches. Mitchell's expression was a little solemn, and he seemed to be struggling internally.

The ghost was put down, she rubbed her sore arms, and then looked at Su Ming'an.

"This is her body." She said, "Go and ask her."

As she spoke, she closed her eyes.

The next moment, Su Ming'an saw that particularly innocent look - it was Jasmine's look.

"……Um?"

As if she didn't expect that she would wake up here, Jasmine was still a little panicked when she saw the sunlight spreading across the sky, but soon she saw Su Ming'an in front of her and calmed down slightly.

"Brother Lighthouse, this is..." She noticed the townspeople holding torches and subconsciously clenched his sleeves in fear, just like she often did at night.

"Jasmine..."

She heard an old shout, turned her head, and saw Barry Mitchell.

"Mayor?" she shouted blankly.

She didn't recognize Pori.

Even if the god she once stood in front of her, when his appearance has aged, she sees this person as just a gray-haired old man.

"Jasmine, Jasmine—now, the life of the entire town is in your hands."

The white-haired old man rushed forward tremblingly. Jasmine was a little scared, but she was kind-hearted and did not push away the old man who could not stand still. She looked at the old man with a pleading face and was a little at a loss.

"Please, please let that ghost leave... Our town really can't sustain the successive exiles and deaths. If this continues, Trilli will become a ghost town..."

The old man clutched her red wedding dress, with deep sadness in his eyes.

Jasmine didn't know the situation yet. She only knew that she should wake up in the ancestral hall at night, waiting for someone day after day, but she couldn't remember more.

But I don’t know why,

When this old man, who she didn't know at all, rushed up to her with a humble prayer, some feelings of loss arose in her chest.

"Old man, wait a minute..." She shouted subconsciously, but for some reason, as soon as the name came out of her mouth, she felt a sense of absurdity. The feeling was like a tide, coming one after another, almost drowning her.

...It seems that she shouldn't call him that.

Who should the other party be to her?

"Jasmine, there is a ghost parasitic on your body." Su Mingan said slowly: "The reason why you have no memory during the day is because it took over your body. Because it is there, a citizen of the town will die every day.

"

"...Is that so?" Jasmine was stunned. Suddenly, she hugged her head, as if some memory was being awakened:

"I, I remember, there seems to be a person... She sometimes talks to me, and sometimes, she also tells me stories about the outside world..."

As she spoke, her body suddenly stiffened, and then her eyes trembled violently:

"No." She murmured to herself: "She is not someone."

Su Ming looked at her quietly.

"She is my god." Jasmine's eyes were a little dull: "I seemed to have been waiting for someone, and then she came... She talked with me and kept me alive. She knows everything and has supreme power.

——She is my god.”

Su Mingan looked away.

From the looks of it, it was impossible for Jasmine to make the ghost sacrifice herself.

He didn't have any emotion about this. He just did it casually and saved if he could. There might be some hidden rewards. If not, let this Trilli Town continue like this. All this is Jasmine and Ghost's own choice.

, after all, I am just a passing traveler.

"But, no, that's not right." Jasmine's eyes suddenly fell on Su Ming'an.

There was something different in her eyes that was completely different from innocence.

"Brother Lighthouse, you told me, you told me other stories..." She spoke in a low tone, as if narrating, whispering what he once said:

"[...I saw what you called the exiles during the day, and I also know that there must be innocent souls among those people. But just to satisfy the wishes of the vast majority of people, and to satisfy the progress of the entire town, they were suddenly sacrificed, and

This sacrifice does not require their own consent.]"

She raised her head: "Before, you asked me whether such a system is reasonable... Now I feel that such a system is unreasonable."

Su Mingan looked at her with a new look.

"[Because she could not accept the facts, she spread the absurdity and turned it into what she called truth]." Jasmine whispered and repeated what he had said:

"Brother Lighthouse, the current Trilli is pathological and ridiculous. I know all this in my heart... And my ideal god will definitely, absolutely, not let innocent townspeople do it for any reason.

He went to die..."

"So." She raised her head, with a rare determination in her eyes.

"In the past, I might have always believed in her, but now, I understand - she is not my god."

Su Mingan laughed.

His smile is very real.

The next moment, he saw that dark ghost floating up from Jasmine's body.

It gradually condensed and turned into the appearance of a woman. Since it was only pitch black, her face could not be clearly seen.

"Is this your answer, Jasmine?" Ghost looked at her.

"I remembered." Jasmine said firmly: "My god is named Taliban. I'm sorry... but I will never have a second belief."

Mitchell's body trembled violently, and he seemed to want to cry.

But in the end, he just sighed deeply.

…

The ghost disappeared.

After hearing Jasmine's answer, it rose up from Jasmine's body and suddenly disappeared.

Jasmine didn't know where it had gone, but the sudden heavy feeling on her body told her that the ghost had left, and her lingering existence was going to die.

Her vision was a little blurry, and her breathing was getting slower and slower.

In a daze, she seemed to see a dark presence coming up, and then gently touching her lips.

【Live.】

She vaguely heard such a sound.

【I am leaving.】

【——Go and pursue your true faith. 】

She wanted to keep this voice, but everything was gradually leaving her.

——She heard the cheers.

The cheers of the townspeople.

They looked really happy, high-fiving and cheering, the women's laughter was high-pitched, and the old man's laughter was hoarse. She could hear it all clearly as if it was pouring into her ears.

She felt that her mind was clearer than ever before, and when she heard all this, she knew that she should also be happy for Trilli's safety.

She raised her eyes slightly, trying to show a smile that was happy for justice to defeat evil, but in the end she only felt that her tears were very hot, and her figure seemed to be slowly disappearing.

The next moment, she saw Su Ming'an approaching.

This traveler always told many interesting stories. It was he who made her make up her final determination - the confidence to drive out evil with justice.

She watched him stuff a doll into her hand, and then her almost transparent figure gradually stabilized.
To be continued...