The defeated saint is also on the way to tame the evil god today

Soon, the sound of footsteps gradually faded away.

It seems he's gone.

Xingmo took two steps back, returned to the sofa, and sat down opposite Ina:

"The show is about to begin."

She picked up the jug filled with mulled wine, poured two cups, and pushed one to Ina.

Ina took the cup, hesitated for a moment, then looked up and said:

"Ms. Jiedeti, are you really just a doctor?"

"Yeah." Xing Mo nodded silently.

"But...isn't a doctor's main responsibility to treat illnesses? I mean, you seem to have dabbled in a lot of things, and..."

Ina stopped talking mid-sentence because she saw the girl sitting opposite her looking up, the glow of the fireplace reflected in her emerald eyes.

"What I want to cure is the disease of Winter County."

Xing Mo raised his glass with a smile, then stood up and walked towards his bedroom:

"Please stay for dinner, Miss Ina."

Looking at her gradually receding figure, Ina's dim eyes seemed to be lit up by something.

She stared blankly at the place where the doctor disappeared, and it took her a long time to come back to her senses.

......

At the County Administration Department, County Chief Jamila listened to his subordinates' reports with a dark face, and his hands wearing gold rings trembled more and more.

She had never expected that sending an "Immortal" on a mission would lead to something like this.

An "Immortal" wandered the streets in the form of a jackal, was discovered, and then disappeared?

If Xin Jialuo notices this...it will be the end!

This is the power of the Dark String! Are those pagans in the forest responsible?

"They took my money and are still alive today..." Jamila's lips trembled slightly, "but now they are defeated..."

Thinking of this, she suddenly felt something was wrong - although the 'Red Moon Cult' was currently suffering from the inability to enter the snow-capped mountains and coveted the Sun Relic, they would not use such an obvious trick.

Could it be that the bitch doctor named Jie Deti used the power of "Dark String" to set up a trap?

No...Jamila quickly rejected her idea.

"Dark Strings" are strings that are far more advanced than regular strings, and in mysticism, "advanced" means uncontrollable madness.

That is not what ordinary people can imagine. Look at those crazy people in the cult who use the power of shadow and their mental state.

If Dr. Jadeti had been able to use the Dark String, she wouldn't have been able to maintain that level of sanity.

"I have to go and confirm it myself..."

Jamila leaned back in her chair, crossed her legs, and a gloomy haze fell over her charming face:

"Cancel all my plans for tomorrow and send a messenger to inform the doctor so she can be ready to welcome me."

"Yes."

After the secretary finished speaking, he left the room to make arrangements.

Jamila raised her hand and looked at the two rings engraved with the sun emblem on her hand. As soon as she thought of it, a little heat seeped out of the ring.

If forced to do so, we would have no choice but to enter the blizzard and let the ancient dragon take action.

That was also the time when Jamila's good days of profiting from both ends came to an end...

The sheriff clenched his fist tightly, and the flame on the ring rose slightly.

"After all this is over... I must catch that little beauty in a cage and play games with her..."

.......

4) Black Forest Nursery Rhymes (Part 8) - 4k - (2-in-1)

The next day, Xingmo welcomed the visit of the county governor in the afternoon as promised.

"this way please."

Xingmo walked into the private ward with Jamila looking down at him and pushed open the door.

There was a bed in the center of the room, surrounded by complex and difficult string arrays, and golden runes floating in the air.

On the bed, the 'Immortal' was twitching, his face and pupils bruised.

"..."

Seeing that her "Immortal" had fallen into such a state, Jamila's face became more angry.

"Why can't he be cured?" She glared at Xingmo.

...You sent someone to my mansion to kill someone, and you're asking me why I couldn't cure him?

Xing Mo was contemptuous in his heart, but on the surface he put on a scholarly air and said:

"Because his symptoms are different."

"What's the difference?" Jamila scolded, "Why is he surrounded by a magic circle?"

"How about we undo the magic circle and let you see for yourself?"

Xingmo said, pulling out a wooden wand that looked very broken and spreading out his hand.

"Let me see." Jamila nodded.

Xingmo followed her wishes, tapped her wand on the floor, squeezed her hands, and used the "Tree of Life" mark to send a signal to Aurora.

The next second, County Chief Jamila's eyes froze and she stood still.

Xingmo skillfully pulled a stool over from the side and helped the county governor sit down on it.

Then she stood by and waited silently for the sheriff to wake up.

"..."

About ten minutes later, Jamila took a sharp breath, clutched her chest, and convulsed, wanting to vomit.

"Take a deep breath, Sheriff," Xingmo kicked a bucket over, "It's normal to feel dizzy."

Jamila grabbed the bucket and vomited frantically. It took her two full minutes to come to her senses.

"That was...that was..." Her voice became weak.

"He dragged you into the dream, didn't he?" Xingmo patted the county chief on the back, "What did you see?"

"me..."

Jamila's eyes trembled and her face turned purple, as if her brain was burning and churning.

"I saw... a nightmare... I actually saw a nightmare? Thousands of nightmares... crawling on the mountains... and below the mountains is... Winter County...!"

Jamila raised her head, her usually elegant and charming face now filled with fear:

"I'm not infected, am I? Can you cure me?"

Ha... I dreamed about the end of Winter County, but my first concern was whether I was infected?

Xing Mo complained inwardly, then calmly soothed her:

"Don't worry, you won't be infected. You've simply been dragged into a dream by this gentleman's...or perhaps we should call it a curse."

"This disease can already pull people into dreams?" Jamila gradually came back to her senses and regained her sanity.

"This gentleman is the only case, other patients do not have this condition..."

Xing Mo pretended to be thoughtful:

"I presume this gentleman is someone close to you, right? Otherwise, you wouldn't have come to me for this reason."

"This has nothing to do with you." Jamila said coldly.

"I don't mean to pry into secrets," Xing Mo spread out her hands. "What I mean is... considering this gentleman's social status, his contracting the disease seems like an unexpected coincidence... It's like someone deliberately poisoned him, thereby spreading the disease to some people around him..."

"Poisoning?" Jamila frowned. "You mean someone wants to harm me?"

"Yes, I've investigated, and many of the infected people's living areas have traces of this... virus? Or should I say, the curse?" Xing Mo explained, "But there are very few in the County Administration Office and the luxury residential areas..."

"What are you implying? Just say it straight!" Jamila asked.

"No, no, no, no innuendo..."

Xingmo wondered why this guy was so anxious:

"What I mean is that powerful nightmare disease almost only appears in slums. The virus in upper-class residential areas is weak and the number is small. It is unlikely that such a powerful variant will suddenly appear."

"So, it's like someone released mutants... there."

Xingmo explained in a sincere and calm tone:

"Besides, judging from this gentleman's condition, you are the victim. How could you be the poisoner?"

"As a doctor, I don't really understand this, and what I just said is just some speculation."

"It's normal to make mistakes when speculating."

Xingmo finished her speech. She looked at Jamila, took a deep breath, and gradually calmed down.

"Thank you for your advice. I will investigate. As for him..."

Jamila glanced at the 'Immortal' on the bed and frowned.

"I will give you enough money for your treatment. Send it back to me after you are cured."

"But I have one condition - any reporter who wants to come in to interview us... must not be allowed to do so."

After saying that, Jamila didn't even give Xingmo a chance to speak. She left a purse, turned around, pushed the door open and left.

Xingmo was very satisfied to see that the county governor's legs were trembling slightly.

"Okay, come out."

After the sheriff left, Xingmo clapped her hands, and Aurora walked out of the closet as if nothing had happened, with green lights flashing on her fingertips.

"How is it? How did we perform?" Aurora walked up to Xingmo and asked for praise.

"Well done, you really implanted the end-of-the-world scenario into her brain..." Xingmo reached out and rubbed Aurora's head.

"You can customize your dreams. I'll customize one for you next time."

"What type?" Xingmo was curious.

"Tentacles." Aurora smiled.

Xingmo:......

Looking at Xingmo's expression, Aurora burst out laughing.

She waved her hand, and the fake string array on the floor disappeared.

From the very beginning, there was no such thing as a variant of nightmare syndrome - County Governor Jamila was dragged into a dream by Aurora and saw what Aurora wanted her to see, that's all.

"So, does this mean that the fun is about to begin?" Aurora was looking forward to it.

"That's right, let's wait for the good show to begin."

Xing Mo said this, found a chair to sit down, then closed her eyes and began to play the strings.

Silk threads oozed from her fingertips, piercing into the spirit world and affecting some dead object high in the sky.

"Om-"

When he opened his eyes, Xingmo's sight had already reached the clouds, whistling through them.

In her spare time, she caught a falcon from the sky to use as a puppet, which came in handy at this moment.

"..."

The falcon swooped down from the clouds, flying between the roofs and chimneys of Winter County, and soon locked onto the carriage running on the street.

——Jamila was leaving in a carriage, but her destination was not the County Administration Office.

She was heading out of the city. If Xingmo remembered correctly, that was the direction of the Black Forest!