Weird collapse, chasing husband crematorium

After watching Little Ailin leave, Li Mo stretched out his hand and whispered softly, "I didn't sense any strange aura."

"Also, why did I come to this point in time?"

He clearly remembered that when he made the wish, he wanted to go to the world of Irene Adler in his memory. The Irene in his memory was a mature and mysterious woman, not this self-deprecating and sensitive little girl.

"Weirdness won't go wrong. Let's catch up and ask for clarification."

At the same time, little Irene ran to a deserted alley where there were piles of garbage and the stench was so strong that almost no one was willing to get close.

It is also her "home" and her place to rest.

Only here will she not be driven away and bring harm to others.

"Ha... haah..." Little Irene panted and sat down on the ground, her stomach growling.

Chapter 12 The Witch of Prophecy

Looking at the half-broken rose in her hand, Irene pursed her pale lips and almost cried.

"Woo..."

"..."

Just when little Ailin was about to cry, she suddenly noticed someone next to her. She turned around and saw that it was Li Mo who had helped her out of trouble before.

"Go on, don't take me seriously. I'd rather see you cry your heart out than the mysterious Riddler." Li Mo pursed his lips in a malicious smile.

"I won't cry..."

Little Irene sat on the ground with her legs bent, her hands naturally wrapped around her knees, and her head buried in the gap between her thighs and knees.

The cute face is lightly covered by bangs, revealing only a small ear on one side and a few strands of hair scattered beside the cheek.

"You should leave quickly. The longer you stay with me, the more miserable your death will be... They are right. I am a disaster. Anyone who comes close to me will die within three days without exception..."

Li Mo didn't care. He walked up to little Irene and put the hamburger and Coke she had wished for in front of her.

"Fill your stomach first, and then answer my questions."

"Did you... listen to me? If you continue to stay by my side, you will..."

"Is it scary? But I'm not afraid of death."

"Ugh?"

Li Mo's unexpected answer left little Irene stunned.

"There are so many things in this world that are more terrifying and more despairing than death. Compared to those, death is actually a relief. Many times, we can't even die because we know that we still have things to do and responsibilities to bear..."

"Death is just an escape. Others can die, but I can't. I can't die, and I won't die. So you don't have to worry about killing me. If you can kill me, that's your ability, and it will also be considered as fulfilling one of my wishes."

Li Mo naturally sat down next to little Irene and stuffed the burger into her mouth.

Although he had a rosy complexion and was in good health, there was an obvious look of death on Li Mo's face.

Little Irene didn't understand. The other person looked like a rich young man, so why wasn't he afraid of death?

Those rich people are terrifying.

"Nizhugurehaojigua... (You are such a weird person)"

Little Irene ate voraciously, finishing the hamburger and Coke in a short while, and then burped loudly.

“Delicious! Thank you!”

"Nothing. These foods are called junk food in my hometown."

"Huh? Why? It's so delicious."

"That's not important. If you eat my food, you have to answer my questions."

"Uh-huh!"

Little Irene nodded meekly, looking at Li Mo with bright eyes, whose expression was dim.

Those who are struggling in the times are still full of hope; those who have no worries about food and clothing and are almost omnipotent are determined to die.

Li Mo himself felt a little ironic.

"First question, what's your name?"

"Irene Adler."

Little Irene answered without any hesitation.

To her, the only person who fed her and was willing to stay by her side was this strange man in front of her.

If you don't trust him, there will be no one in this world who can be good to you and is worthy of your trust.

Then, Li Mo asked the second question: "Can you predict the future?"

"Predict the future?" Little Ailin tilted her head and exchanged a puzzled look with Li Mo. "How is that possible? Predicting the future is God's ability. How can a human possibly achieve something that only God can do?"

Little Irene said it as a matter of course.

"Really?" Li Mo stood up without refutation.

"Eileen."

"I'm here, is there anything I can do?"

Li Mo was silent for a while, then stretched out his hand and wished to create 100,000 pennies out of thin air, no more, no less.

Too much will attract covetousness. Everything is cyclical and will turn into its opposite when it reaches its extreme. Moderation is enough.

"Wow! How did you do that? Wait, you asked me these questions just now, are you God?" Irene looked at Li Mo with admiration.

Li Mo shook his head and said calmly, "I am not God. There is indeed a 'God' in this world, but it is not something that can be imagined by the narrow cognition of human beings."

"Take this money and live well."

"Are you...leaving?" Irene took the money with a trembling hand, her eyes instantly moist. She looked up at Li Mo, her voice thin and full of reluctance.

Li Mo was the first person who was willing to approach her and didn't look down on her.

Unlike the malice of others, Irene only felt pure kindness from Li Mo.

His efforts were without any ulterior motive.

"Yes." After saying that, Li Mo felt something was wrong and added, "You are not the person I'm looking for. Maybe in the future, but not now."

As soon as he finished speaking, Li Mo disappeared from sight.

Once again, Irene was left alone in the dingy, dark alleyway.

Tears finally couldn't be held back, Irene clutched the money tightly, bit her lip, and said to herself in a firm tone: "Then I will live to the future!"

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……

Li Mo, who made the same wish, opened his eyes and found himself still on a bumpy ship.

Huge black waves came one after another like mountains, throwing the entire ship into the air and then dropping it heavily. There was chaos all around, and the items in the cabin were scattered all over the ground. The railings, ropes, and decks were twisted and deformed by the storm, hanging in the air and shaky.

"What bad luck! Damn it! It's all because of that witch who cursed us! She said we would be torn to pieces by the storm and buried in the sea!"

"Never mind that! Fix the damaged parts first!"

The crew dispersed to various locations, inspecting and reinforcing the damaged areas in an attempt to slow the ship's disintegration. They patched the cracked deck, adjusted the sails to reduce wind resistance, and increased the ship's stability...

Everyone on the ship was busy and running around in fear.

Only Li Mo was an exception. His feet were floating in the air, not shaken at all by the bumps of the boat.

He could not save these people who were doomed to die.

In the eyes of the crew, the situation did not seem so bad. As long as timely remedial measures were taken, there was still a chance of returning home successfully.

But Li Mo knew that they were doomed to die.

In ten minutes, there will be a new wave, big enough to completely capsize the entire ship. By then, no one will be left alive.

At this time, a crew member noticed Li Mo and shouted loudly: "Captain, there is a strange person hanging in the air!"

"What nonsense are you talking about? Go adjust the sails!"

After being discovered, Li Mo did not react at all. He left a sentence "Not here", made another wish, and left.

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When it was time for the ship to return to the dock, it still hadn't returned. The person who was supposed to pick it up waited for several months again, but still no sign of it.

In an instant, Irene was condemned by thousands of people. Now she has gotten rid of the title of disaster star and will no longer bring disaster to those around her.

But there is an additional title: witch. Anyone predicted by Irene will die at the exact time, place, and event predicted...

Fortunately, this title has not reached the ears of people in the church. The number of prophecies is very small, and many people think it is just a coincidence.

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When he opened his eyes again, Li Mo witnessed a familiar "ritual".

The cold wind blew through the narrow cobblestone streets. In the center of the crowd, a girl, chained with iron chains and dressed in tattered clothes, had a haggard face and was covered in blood.

The exposed skin was completely intact, the chains that bound his limbs were dyed red with blood, and his long hair fell, covering one eye, but there was no trace of despair in the other eye.

"The evil witch has cursed others and framed the people many times. She will be executed in public today to show respect for the Pope's justice!" The member of the Vatican wearing a black robe announced loudly, using fierce words to incite the anger of the people around him.

Following the order from the Vatican, preparations for the execution began swiftly. Several thick wooden stakes were driven into the ground, forming a crude cross.

Irene was roughly pushed by several members of the Vatican and walked to the execution cross symbolizing death. Her hands and feet were tightly bound with cold iron chains, making her unable to struggle.

Bright red footprints were left wherever they stepped.

Li Mo stood in the crowd and cast a hidden glance.

Once upon a time, he was also tied to a cross and executed.

Ridiculous.

The cross and criminal law, which are used to punish evil and eliminate filth, are often used on innocent and just people.

In just a flash, Li Mo appeared in front of Irene out of thin air.

The moment she saw Li Mo, Irene, who was covered in bruises, raised her head with difficulty. Her wine-red eyes were like the bright roses that fell to the ground when they first met ten years ago.

"You... are here to pick me up..."

"Ah."

"You haven't changed at all, you're still the same as when you left..."

Irene suppressed the cracks at the corners of her mouth and forced a smile.

"Is that man an accomplice of the witch?"

"That woman must be a witch. Otherwise, how could her accomplices appear out of nowhere? They must have used some kind of witchcraft! We absolutely cannot leave them alive!"

"When the security team arrives, we will definitely be able to capture them. The truth lies at the point of a gun!"

Li Mo glanced sideways and saw a commotion below the execution platform. In the distance, there was a lot of sound of steam approaching, which meant that reinforcements were on their way.

The members of the Vatican were smart and did not act rashly. They wanted to wait until people with firearms arrived before continuing to commit crimes.

However, judging from the current situation, the power of the Holy See is much weaker than before.

"What did you do? Let them do this to you."

The content was words of concern, but the tone was devoid of emotion.

Li Mo has regained his full human emotions, but it is difficult for him to open his heart to others as he did at the beginning.

Especially when dealing with a living person with strange consciousness, he considers more the pros and cons, and whether he can find the key to breaking the deadlock from the other party.

Irene smiled dumbly, her expression slightly dizzy, as if she were drunk: "It's just predicting someone else's death date."

"I told the sailors about to sail far away that they would be torn to pieces by the storm and buried in the sea."

"I whisper to the knight who betrayed his oath that at dusk, when he has achieved his goal, he will fall by the sword of his loyalists, and his glory and dreams will be buried on the cold stone steps on his way home."

"I carved a warning on a dead leaf under the heat of summer, reminding the commoner boy obsessed with a noblewoman that his love is like a bubble in the water, fleeting and hypocritical, and will eventually lead him into the abyss of death amid the cold eyes and ridicule of the world, and the gaze of betrayal."