Li Qiusheng's current stance is a textbook example of a mistake.
She neither approached the chime bells to join the conversation among the three and promptly discover the accidental ringing of the bells, nor did she approach the confession wall to write down her repentance and purify her voiceprint groove.
As she realized that the voiceprint slot had turned into a seductive red, the fangs of the Wraith were only three inches away from her throat, moving so fast that they left afterimages.
"clang--"
Xia Chuhe threw his dagger, striking the body of the Bound Wraith, but it did nothing to stop its momentum. Instead, it made Li Qiusheng's voiceprint groove even redder, with a faint tendency to turn black.
Li Qiusheng subconsciously used his earth-遁 (earth-遁 is a type of supernatural ability) ability, but the church floor was completely covered with tiles, making it difficult to escape immediately.
“The repentance wall!” Da Shan called out to remind Li Qiusheng.
At the same time, her voiceprint gauge turned red. Although this attracted some of the Wraiths, it temporarily relieved the pressure on Li Qiusheng from being besieged.
The two rushed toward the wall of repentance, their figures weaving and shifting among the Gothic columns, the grinding of the ghosts behind them like a death knell.
Without further hesitation, Xia Chuhe immediately took the bell pestle from Mo Yun's hand, carefully discerned the musical notes, and struck the chime bells according to the score.
As she rang the bell, she kept an eye on Li Qiusheng and Dashan's condition.
The two ran fast and were quick with their hands, so they weren't seriously injured. However, Dashan had been attacked twice, and his condition was clearly not good. Fearing that the chime bells might be struck incorrectly again and randomly attack them, the two dared not leave the repentance wall for the time being.
Mo Yun also rushed to the confession wall and silently wrote down the key points of her confession.
Taking advantage of the lull in the bell's chimes, Xia Chuhe mouthed to the mountain, "Come here."
Da Shan dragged his wounded body to Xia Chuhe's side and whispered in her ear, "Mo Yun just said that the content of the written confession must be absolutely true. Moreover, it is best to confess different things. If the content of the confession is the same, the purification effect will become weaker and weaker."
Xia Chuhe nodded, pointed to the musical score above the chime bells, and placed the bell pestle in Dashan's hand, saying softly, "Your injuries are too severe. It's safe here."
No sooner had he finished speaking than the bell rang again. Da Shan, who had been forced into the task, hurriedly picked up the bell pestle, endured the excruciating pain in his legs, and earnestly struck the bell.
Fortunately, she was calm and composed, and made no mistakes.
Seeing this, Xia Chuhe quickly moved towards the repentance wall.
The moment she rushed toward the wall of repentance, the variation in the music suddenly accelerated.
Da Shan's legs trembled slightly from the intense pain, and because of his slow steps, a certain note ultimately failed to ring on the correct chime bells.
Xia Chuhe's voiceprint groove immediately turned red, and the ghostly teeth tore through the fiber layer of his combat suit, bringing out a dark red blood flower.
"I repent—"
Years of modern life and short periods of wasteland life have not made Xia Chuhe feel guilty to the point of needing to repent.
However, the pain and the quick thinking in the face of danger finally reminded Xia Chuhe of something he needed to repent for—
I confess, I chased the kitten all over the house, not to kiss it, but just to see its paws slip.
It's quite long, and it took me a little time to write it.
But it must be said, sincere repentance was indeed very effective. The red in the voiceprint slot turned pale yellow, and the bound spirit reluctantly released its mouth.
Having escaped the attack, Xia Chuhe finally had the opportunity to see the contents of the confession wall.
There are three new posts, the one on the left was written by Li Qiusheng—
I confess that when I disguised myself as a mutated beast using the Earth-遁 (Escape Technique), I scared away a couple who were kissing.
Xia Chuhe: "..."
The two lines on the right were written by Da Shan.
I confess, I killed my sister.
I repent that I didn't learn how to control my superpowers beforehand.
Xia Chuhe glanced at Dashan without showing any emotion; she hadn't expected Dashan's past to be so complicated.
If there is a connection between the two confessions made by the mountain, then there can only be one connection—
Dashan caused his sister's death because he failed to control his supernatural abilities.
But Da Shan's special ability is to create shields for himself or his teammates, which is a completely protective ability. How could it have caused his sister's death?
No, that's not right, there's another possibility.
Perhaps Dashan and her sister were both in danger, but Dashan's shield-building speed was too slow, and she couldn't protect her sister...
Xia Chuhe lowered his eyes, his feelings complicated.
The registration information in Taotie City contains very little, almost no, information about Da Shan's past experiences. Xia Chuhe took her to the dungeon because she was too stubborn and always did things according to her own assumptions, rarely following instructions.
The distorted tolling of the bell shattered my reverie.
This time, the voiceprint slot that randomly turned red still belonged to Xia Chuhe.
Xia Chuhe's mind went blank; he couldn't recall what he had done that required repentance.
The wounds on my body were too painful, and I didn't have much time to think about this problem.
Xia Chuhe gritted his teeth and, as a last resort, wrote again, "I repent. I chased the kitten all over the house, not to kiss it, but just to see its feet slip."
Although Mo Yun said that writing different content would make the purification effect better, Xia Chuhe's sincere repentance still made the voiceprint gauge slowly turn back to yellow. However, this time it took a little longer to turn yellow than before, and the wound left by the Wraith of Words was deeper.
Before Xia Chuhe could even breathe a sigh of relief, Dashan accidentally struck the wrong chime bell again, and this time the person randomly selected was Moyun.
Mo Yun waved his right hand, the chalk dancing up and down in his hand, the words he wrote flowing like clouds and water, his movements so skilled it was heartbreaking.
After the Wraith of the Bound Words stopped attacking, Mo Yun wrote on the wall, "Thousand Every Man Bei Bei Knife, Mouth Ding Gen Mountain".
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