"Brother Lighthouse, you told me, you told me other stories..." She said, her tone slow, as if narrating, whispering what he had said before:
"[...I saw your so-called exile during the day, and I 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 did not require their own consent.]"
She raised her head and said, "Before, you asked me whether such a system is reasonable... Now I think that such a system is unreasonable."
Su Mingan looked at her with a completely new perspective.
"Because she couldn't accept the facts, she let the absurdity run rampant and turned it into what she called the truth." Jasmine whispered, repeating what he had said:
"Brother Lighthouse, the current Terry is sick and ridiculous. And my ideal God will never, absolutely not let innocent townspeople die for Him for any reason."
"So." She raised her head with a rare determination in her eyes.
"In the past, I might have believed in her all along, but now, I understand that she is not my god."
Su Mingan laughed.
His smile was genuine.
The next moment, he saw a dark ghost floating up from Jasmine's body.
It gradually solidified and took the shape of a woman, but because it was pitch black, her features could not be seen clearly.
"Is this your answer, Jasmine?" The ghost looked at her.
"I remember now." Jasmine said firmly, "My god's name is Boli. I'm sorry... but I won't have another belief anymore."
Mitchell's body trembled violently, and he seemed to be about to cry.
But in the end, he just sighed deeply.
…
The ghost disappeared.
After hearing Jasmine's answer, it rose from Jasmine's body and disappeared.
Jasmine didn't know where it went, but the sudden heavy feeling on her body told her that if the ghost left, she, who was barely surviving, would also die.
Her vision was blurry and her breathing was slowing down.
In a trance, she seemed to see a dark presence rising up, and then gently touching her lips.
The ghost kissed her.
Pious and gentle, light and restrained.
【Jasmine, live on.】
She vaguely heard such a voice.
【I'm leaving, I'll let you go. 】
【——Go and find your true faith. 】
She wanted to keep the voice, but everything was gradually drifting away from her.
Why did the ghost leave? She didn't understand.
Obviously, as long as she is burned to death, the ghost can continue to rule, right?
——She heard cheers.
The townspeople cheered.
They looked really happy, clapping and cheering, the women's laughter was shrill, and the old men's laughter was hoarse, and she heard it all clearly as if it was poured into her ears.
She felt her mind was clearer than ever before, and as she heard all this, she knew she should also be happy for Terry's safety.
She raised her eyes slightly, trying to show a smile that showed her joy for justice defeating evil, but in the end she only felt her tears were burning.
The next moment, she saw Su Mingan approaching.
This traveler always told many interesting stories, and it was he who helped her make the final decision - the confidence that justice would drive out evil.
She watched him stuff a doll into her hand, and then her almost transparent body gradually stabilized.
…
[Duoduo's Doll (Red Level): A one-time item. After giving it to a dying person, he/she will become your "forever" companion.]
…
"You did it, Jasmine."
She saw the mayor was also smiling at her. The white-haired old man had a kind face and looked like the father in her vague memory.
…but she always felt like something was missing in her heart.
Later, she touched her heart and understood - because her God had completely disappeared.
The mayor in front of me is called Boli.
The departing ghost says it's gone.
Her gods, both before and now, have completely disappeared from her life.
But it was all a happy ending.
Because of [justice].
"Brother Lighthouse, I remember now." Jasmine murmured to herself: "The ghost once told me that she did all this to wait for the god that Trili once was."
Su Mingan turned his head and looked at her.
"Whether it's ghosts or gods, they've all gone." Su Ming'an said, "Your faith now is in yourself."
"..." Jasmine was silent for a while, and then suddenly covered her face: "Brother Dengta."
She tried to smile, just like the group of Terry townspeople who were starting to party behind her, but in the end she couldn't even hold back her inexplicable tears.
"…Should I be happy?" she asked dazedly.
She was born for her faith and once wanted to die for her faith.
But now, it is clear that she has nothing left.
"Yeah." Su Mingan responded to her.
"--Thank you, thank you, traveler from the outside world!" Mitchell approached with a cane, grinning, laughing happily: "Terry will hold a celebration banquet tonight, thank you--"
He looked at the girl beside him: "Ah, and Jasmine."
Jasmine's memory gradually came back and she recognized the old man.
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