Chapter 30 The Chosen Witch
"What? Soul collection?" Mu Xun was still confused.
Since Mu Xi wanted Mu Xun to do something, she had to explain in detail again: "You sent me to the altar for the soul-summoning ceremony, but I almost had my soul taken away by those people just now. Fortunately, the heavens... no... the goddess Yi Guang protected me and 'descended' upon me, thus saving my soul from being taken away. As for who wanted to take my soul, the witch in the blue robe and the one ringing the copper bell must be the executor. I need you to investigate who instructed her and who she colluded with to harm me."
Mu Xun was still stunned and dumbfounded when he heard this: "Someone just tried to take your soul?"
Mu Xi, with her multiple personalities as an "external advantage," was not flustered at all. Instead, she put on a mature and composed demeanor: "Don't make a fuss. It's all over now. You just need to secretly investigate that witch in the blue robe. She should be named Wei Yu."
"Okay, don't worry, I'll send someone to investigate right away." Mu Xun was very nervous and immediately agreed to send someone, but then she thought of something else, "But why didn't you tell Father about something so important?"
Mu Xi countered, "What do you think would happen if you told him about what just happened?"
"..." Mu Xun was speechless.
Mu Xi took the opportunity to send the person away.
After finally seeing everyone off, the sun had already set in the west.
Mu Xi had just drunk the calming soup and had no appetite, so she instructed Tao'er and Zhelan not to disturb her and not to bring her dinner.
He turned his head, sat down in front of the bronze mirror by the window, and first looked at the cinnabar mark on his forehead.
The cinnabar mark is nothing special; it's simply a thumb dipped in cinnabar pressed between the eyebrows, then casually smeared upwards, resembling a wisp of flame, but it's just a wisp of flame.
Mu Xi finally saw what this person looked like for the first time.
As expected, her appearance was not much different from that of the fairy sister she had seen in the dark void of her inner vision. She had delicate eyebrows and bright eyes. She was a beauty when dressed as a woman and a handsome man when dressed as a man, but her temperament was not even one or two tenths as good as that of the fairy sister.
Knowing what she would look like in this life, Mu Xi felt relieved. She quickly wiped her face with a towel and lay down on the bed.
Only when undisturbed can one focus on introspection.
I've woken up twice since I transmigrated.
Two personalities appeared in total, one, two, three, four, five...
She really does have a "bright future" that could turn crazy at any moment.
As soon as Mu Xi entered the dark void of inner vision, she asked around, "Where is the white-robed immortal who saved me earlier? Where is the child who spoke just now?"
...
After waiting for a long time, no one responded.
Mu Xi had no choice but to summon the fairy maiden's persona: "Is Fairy Maiden here?"
The fairy's persona appeared in an instant: "What are your orders, Soul Master?"
"Do you know the spirit of the white-clad flying immortal who saved me today? And do you know the spirit of a three-year-old child? Why didn't they come out?" Mu Xi asked all at once.
The fairy maiden shook her head blankly: "I have neither seen nor heard of the two people the Soul Master mentioned."
Mu Xi still couldn't fully understand the situation of this space, and she always had doubts about these personalities: "Although you are all my or the original owner's personalities, you don't seem to be the kind of personalities I thought you were... Ah... I mean, spirits, can you be used by me, or are you just temporarily living together in one body?"
Based on the book "The Minds of Billy Milligan" that I read in my past life, it can be considered a typical work of documentary literature.
However, the multiple personalities described in the book are all very independent, more like they are sharing one body.
When the core personality acts, there may be memory gaps, meaning that the core personality does not have complete control over the other personalities.
Mu Xi can accept multiple personalities, but she cannot accept this "loss of control".
The fairy maiden's personality always had insight into Mu Xi's thoughts: "Perhaps the Soul Master cannot control all the spirits yet, but the spirits are born from the Soul Master, and one day they will all be under the Soul Master's control."
"Really?" Mu Xi was somewhat encouraged.
"Who said she's the Soul Master? I should be the Soul Master!" At this moment, a three-year-old child jumped out of the darkness, shouting impatiently as he jumped, "Don't stop me! Why are you stopping me?"
"Who?" Mu Xi couldn't see who was behind the child personality.
but……
The three-year-old girl with her big, blinking eyes is really pretty.
Is this the original owner's childhood photo?
Mu Xi couldn't help but bend down and pinch the little girl's cheek: "Are you my... no... the spirit of the original owner at three years old?"
The three-year-old personality slapped Mu Xi's hand away, puffing out her chubby cheeks: "What do you mean, your spirit? They should all have been mine, mine."
Uh... why is this kid so fierce?
This is completely unlike the original owner's personality.
"Why aren't you scared now?" Mu Xi was more patient with children. "You were the one who kept talking to me and told me not to drink the talisman water. So tell me, how did you get here?"
"Hmph, what do you mean 'how did I come to be'?" The three-year-old personality put her hands on her hips. "I should have been you originally. If they hadn't given me that bowl of talisman water, I wouldn't be trapped here. I should be the one out here now."
Um?
Yeah?
Mu Xi didn't care. A three-year-old child's words were neither true nor false. She had to be in charge of this body and this dark void.
So, remaining calm, he continued to probe further: "Back then... what happened back then? Tell me, what exactly happened?"
The three-year-old personality seemed to have been triggered by memories, and a hint of fear flashed across its large, blinking eyes.
As soon as fear arose, her rosy cheeks contorted in shock.
Mu Xi suddenly felt a powerful resentment.
Before anyone could react, the three-year-old personality suddenly roared, "I am the chosen priestess! Why won't you let me be a priestess? Why won't you let me be a priestess? I hate it! I hate it! I hate it!"
"Who are you?" Mu Xi nearly pierced her eardrums and quickly stepped back to create some distance.
"I hate, I hate, I hate..."
"Good, good, good..." If it weren't for the harshness of the voice, Mu Xi would have envied the three-year-old personality.
Who doesn't hate? How could anyone not hate?
But only children can vent their emotions freely, regardless of time, place, or occasion.
But she still had a question to ask: "You hate that someone won't let you become a shrine maiden, don't you? It's okay, I'll make you a shrine maiden when the opportunity arises. But first, tell me, who was the one who saved my soul during the day?"
"Who else could it be? Of course, it's me." At this moment, a clear and ethereal female voice suddenly appeared from nowhere.
Mu Xi straightened up and looked around, but saw nothing: "Who? Who's talking?"
The three-year-old personality wiped her face and turned back into a cute but fierce little girl: "Don't listen to her, she's nobody, at most she's just a little sister."
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