Chapter 296 Family Event III: Witch Night (Ten)
After the "Witch Black Rose" was completely killed, the witch statue standing in the center of the Witch Night was no longer guarded.

So the Blue Owl and Little Red Riding Hood rushed into the door embedded in the bottom of the statue. When they came to their senses, they had entered a corridor that seemed to have no end.

Looking up, it was pitch dark ahead, but Ke Mingye's eyes were fixed on the depths of darkness. He knew in his heart that the statue space would be across this corridor - Bai Zini and the Lost Witch were there.

"Your hand is injured..."

In the dim corridor, Little Red Riding Hood opened the panel of her luggage while speaking.

Then she took out an E-level item, the "Resurrection Medical Bottle", from her bag and handed it to Blue Owl.

"No, this one is better."

Blue Owl shook his head and took out a B-level magic card - "Elf's Sorrow" from his bag. He crushed the card, and then an elf with fluorescent green light spots all over its body slowly emerged and poured a halo towards his arm.

As the light covered his arm, Blue Owl's almost broken right arm miraculously healed automatically, and even the bones were straightened.

“It’s definitely better.”

Little Red Riding Hood watched this scene, silently put away the resurrection medical bottle, and asked: "After we go in, how are we going to deal with the Lost Witch?"

"I have a solution," said Blue Owl.

"That's good."

As they talked, the two of them walked through the stairs at the end of the corridor and entered the interior of the statue. The light of the candles on the round table illuminated the world inside the statue, and a smell between blood and tobacco filled their noses.

Cramped, astringent and damp.

Someone is roaring.

It's a male voice.

The blue owl was startled for a moment, then followed the sound and glanced sideways at a corner of the space.

Not far in front of the altar, Bai Yi was kneeling on the ground.

In the gushing pool of blood, he lowered his head, hugged a headless corpse with his eyes wide open, and roared at the top of his lungs, tears constantly pouring out of his twitching eyes.

Through the lens of the helmet, Ke Mingye's eyes stayed on the headless body. Judging from the pink wedding knot and the reddish dress stained by blood, it was undoubtedly the magical girl Hong.

"Is An Hong...dead?"

Ke Mingye was startled for a moment, then swallowed his saliva, turned his gaze away from the howling Bai Yi, and looked up at the altar.

At this moment, the girl on top of the cross had been freed, and the chains that had originally bound her hung messily on the ground.

She knelt on the stone surface of the altar, her knees bleeding from the rough ground. Her whole body was trembling slightly, and her head was lowered. Her expression could not be seen clearly. The dark magic power gradually enveloped her whole body like a cocoon.

Under the shadow of her hair, the girl in the Gothic skirt stared into her arms, as if she was holding someone, but when Ke Mingye looked over, he didn't see anyone.

At this moment, a teasing voice came slowly from the darkness, like a charming flower falling into a calm lake, creating ripples.

"It's really surprising that Black Rose couldn't guard the entrance to the statue. But it seems that your mental state is not much different from that Blue Crow. Your name is 'Blue Owl', right? I have heard of your name before."

The tall figure spoke as he walked out of the shadows beside the altar and slowly walked towards Blue Owl and Little Red Riding Hood.

Blue Owl looked up and saw that the image of the Lost Witch was exactly the same as what he saw through Kobe's eyes: a wizard hat, a dark wizard suit, maple leaf-like hair, and amber eyes.

Just by meeting her gaze, Ke Mingye's pupils shrank slightly.

At this moment, his brain seemed to be burning with a branding iron, and every nerve was vibrating and screaming violently. It was as if millions of cicadas were flapping their wings, shuttling inside his ears and piercing his eardrums.

Inside the brain, it chirps endlessly.

With a plop, Ke Mingye fell to his knees, and the blood from the corner of the altar soaked his knees; beside him, the magical girl Little Red Riding Hood stood there in a daze, her eyes gradually becoming empty.

"Should I say you are worthy of being Qing Ya's imitator? Your mind is just like his, torn apart and chaotic enough - then let me see. After I interfered with Qing Ya's spiritual world, he was completely crazy. If I messed with your spiritual world, what would you become?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Ke Mingye curled up like a baby who had caught a cold, shivering slightly.

Then several holes suddenly appeared on his back, like a many-eyed spider opening its eyes, so densely packed that it was intimidating.

Several gray heads popped out of the hole, roaring.

They raised their heads and stretched their arms toward the ceiling, as if trying to break free from his body. At the same time, the heads were slowly changing. Soon, they gradually turned into faces of the people seen in the orphanage.

Then, Ke Mingye slowly and stiffly turned his neck and looked at the strange heads that emerged from his back. Among these heads, there were two faces that were both unfamiliar and familiar to him.

One of them was wearing a metal ghost mask, his eyes were dark and empty, and two dirty braids on the back of his head swayed in the fishy wind;

The other person had a pretty face, a playful arc on the corner of her mouth, clear eyes with an indescribable depth, and long red hair falling down;

Looking at the red-haired girl in front of him, Ke Mingye's pupils shrank slightly and he was completely stunned.

"...Is it you?" he whispered hoarsely.

The next moment, a cold and clear prompt sound rang in Ke Mingye's ears.

[The effect of the passive skill "Infinite Split" has been triggered. ]

[Hint 1: A new personality has been created in your mind - "Ghost-faced Spiritualist".]

[Hint 2: A new personality has been created in your mind - "Stro (Gastro)". ]

[Start to settle the skill effect - every time a new personality is derived, you will receive a reward of "spiritual power" attribute corresponding to the degree of "personality strength" - the stronger the generated personality, the more "spiritual attributes" it provides...]

[Based on the two personalities that have been generated, "Ghost-faced Master" (provides 2 points of spiritual attributes) and "Stro" (provides 2 points of spiritual attributes), you will get a total of 4 points of "Spiritual Power" attribute. ]

[Excluding the temporary value change caused by the buff-type "Chosen One", your 'original' "Spiritual Power" attribute changes: 237 points → 241 points (↑4 points)]

Looking at the Blue Owl kneeling on the ground and twitching slightly, the Lost Witch squatted down, gently raised her fingers, and touched his mask.

"I'm really curious... Let me see what your spiritual world is like. It must be more interesting than that blue crow."

As she spoke, the Lost Witch closed her eyes, with a smile on her lips, and entered Ke Mingye's spiritual world.

When she came to her senses and raised her eyelids, she saw an empty classroom. At sunset, the evening breeze gently blew the curtains. There was a plaque hanging at the door of the classroom, which read "Rong's Welfare Home Preschool Class 1".

The Lost Witch raised her eyes again and looked at the blackboard.

Left side of the blackboard:
—Written in crooked chalk letters: “Class teacher: Weird thing”, “Chinese linguistics teacher: Weird thing”, “Modern studies teacher: Weird thing”, “Discipline officer: Little Red Riding Hood”;
Right side of the blackboard:
——The same crooked chalk writing recorded “On October 10, the student who dozed off in class: Nezha; Today’s Outstanding Student Representative: Little Red Riding Hood”, “On October 30, the students who dozed off in class: Nezha, Kobe, Blue Owl, Little Red Riding Hood; Today’s Outstanding School Representative: None; Weird Thing The teacher was very disappointed, so she decided to take a day off today so that everyone can watch the fireworks in the corridor”;
Middle of the blackboard:
——A line of big characters was written in blood-colored chalk: "Today, two transfer students will enter the 'Rong's Welfare Home Preschool Class 1', and an inspector from the 'Teaching Bureau' will come to inquire about the class situation. Students, please be prepared to warmly welcome them - your beloved, lovely, respectable, interesting, omnipotent, and irresistible weird teacher."

Scanning the words from left to right, the Lost Witch raised her eyebrows slightly.

"The supervisor from the 'Teaching Bureau', are you referring to me?"

She thought to herself, raised her finger and stroked it across her lips, as if lamenting the chaos in Mr. Blue Owl's spiritual world.

At this moment, the orange afterglow brushed into the classroom, and a figure suddenly appeared in the empty classroom.

The Lost Witch looked up and saw a young man sitting in the first row of seats, very close to the podium. He looked a little listless, drooping on the desk like a kite with a broken string, which made people feel pity.

The Lost Witch walked over and saw Ke Mingye lying on the desk with empty eyes, gazing at the sunset outside the window.

She raised her hand and gently stroked the boy's cheek. "Oh...our innocent Mr. Blue Owl is just such a little boy. I'm beginning to feel guilty. What kind of sound will you make when I torture you to death?"

At this moment, a cold voice suddenly came from the window sill at one end of the playground:

"Evil beast."

Hearing the sound, the Lost Witch turned her head and looked. She saw a young man with a high bun on his head sitting on the windowsill. The young man looked down at her with an indifferent look, holding a long spear in his arms, with a flickering fire on the tip of the spear.

"Nezha?"

Looking at his appearance, the Lost Witch raised her eyebrows slightly. She had heard of this name before.

"Take your dirty hands off his face." Nezha said calmly.

The next moment, a scarlet silk cloth flew through the air. In just a moment, her body was tightly bound by the Hun Tian silk cloth, hanging from the ceiling like a mummy.

Then, Ke Mingye, who was lying on the desk, seemed to come to his senses suddenly and slowly stood up from the desk.

He turned his neck and looked at her with his peripheral vision, then retracted his gaze, lifted his legs and put them on the desk. He leaned back on the desk behind him, picked up a textbook, lowered his eyes and looked at it, and said casually.

"I thought you wouldn't fall for this trap."

"A trap? You're so self-righteous."

The Lost Witch, who was suspended in the air by the red cloth, looked at his back and smiled disapprovingly, as if she was playing with a child.

But the next moment, her expression suddenly froze.

She originally wanted to use magic to distort the spiritual space before her, but she suddenly discovered that she could not exert even a trace of magic, and this space stood still like a giant pillar reaching into the sky.

The Lost Witch was stunned for a moment, then glanced at Nezha, "...his reason?"

As she was thinking about this, the sound of "Ding-ling-ling" fell into her ears.

As the clear and pleasant school bell rang in the teaching building, a noisy voice came from all directions of the classroom.

Then, one figure after another appeared on the empty seats.

The boy in a black hoodie put his hands behind his head, yawned and asked:

"Didn't we agree that there would be no classes today? Is it time to vote again?"

"Spider-Man, don't be so anxious. The teacher of Strange Thing hasn't come yet." The figure in a red and blue combat uniform and a bird-beak helmet looked at the blackboard and said unhappily, "Besides, there are two transfer students coming today, and an off-campus leader from the teaching bureau is coming to inspect the quality of the course. We are very busy."

As he said this, he closed the "Superhero Code" in his hand, raised his head, looked at the Lost Witch hanging in the air from behind the lens, and sighed: "Please... Is this how you treat our off-campus leader, hanging her from the ceiling to listen to the class?"

"Nezha did it."

The girl in the Christmas dress spoke expressionlessly, and started to complain as soon as she opened her mouth.

Blue Owl looked at Nezha, and Nezha looked at him back.

"Do you have any objections?" the latter asked coldly.

"Well, it turns out that our class bully did it, so I have no objection then."

Blue Owl spread his hands to show his submission.

As they were talking, the expression of an owl on Little Red Riding Hood's shoulder suddenly became solemn.

It coughed twice and said in a sonorous voice: "The strange teacher is here, students, stand up!"

No one responded. Likewise, no one stood up.

It can be seen that this teacher does not seem to have any authority in the eyes of students.

In the dead silence, a human figure with a gray halo all over his body walked in, with several textbooks under his arms. Most of them were books related to psychology, such as "The Interpretation of Dreams" and "Flow: The Psychology of Self-Evolution".

Under the gaze of everyone in the classroom, the strange thing walked up to the podium slowly and leisurely, with a straight and dignified posture, just like what a teacher should be like - it would be even better if it could retract its hips.

It put the textbook on the table, then pushed its glasses up on its nose and raised its empty eyes.

He looked at the Lost Witch in mid-air, then took a breath very seriously, as if he was making mental preparations before being reviewed by his leader.

Then he put his hands on his hips and said seriously, "Students, since there are leaders from outside the school coming to evaluate the class today, we must be more rigorous than usual... Do you understand?"

"Yeah, weird teacher!"

Kobe lifted his wings and raised his hands like a grade school kid.

However, except for the owl, everyone else was indifferent and did their own thing.

The Lost Witch looked at them with a smile, remaining calm as always.

The strange thing raised a finger, picked up the textbook with the other hand, and slowly introduced: "Today we are going to talk about Freud's 'superego', 'id' and 'ego' theories, to help everyone correctly understand this uh... charlatan psychologist, oh no, calling him a charlatan is a bit too much..."

Having said this, he suddenly paused, raised his right hand, glanced mysteriously at everyone in the classroom, raised his clenched fist, and slowly spread out his five fingers.

In its palm, a paper man was curled up, muttering "ego", "superego", "id" in a gloomy manner...

"Surprise, students! Our little paper man will participate in today's class. Thanks to our friend 'Anti-Dog' for providing the teaching material 'Door of Humanity' to the welfare home, which makes our class today more interesting."

After saying that, the strange thing suddenly fell silent, made a "hand-sucking" gesture, and held its right hand in its mouth without saying a word.

"Oh... Oops, oops, this is really terrible. This is Mr. Weird Thing's first public performance class, and something went wrong like this."

"What happened, Mr. Strange?"

Seeing its panic, the Lost Witch asked with interest: "You will disappoint me, an off-campus leader, by doing this. Be careful about my feedback to the Education Bureau."

"I'm sorry, this teacher came to our welfare home specially to listen to the class, but the strange thing teacher was not prepared. I must be too nervous, I must be too nervous."

Weird Thing held his chest and shook his head. "I actually forgot that there were two transfer students today. How careless... But please don't completely deny Mr. Weird Thing's efforts just because of this little incident. The specific evaluation should wait until the formal teaching begins, right?"

"of course."

The Lost Witch said in a mocking tone.

The strange thing breathed a sigh of relief: "Anyway... let's go and greet them first. We can't let them wait outside for too long."

As soon as he finished speaking, the classroom door creaked open slowly, and then a slender figure in a wheelchair entered the classroom.

The red-haired girl sat in a wheelchair and stepped onto the podium with a smile on her face.

"Hello everyone, I am the transfer student 'Stro', you can also call me 'Gastro', please give me your guidance."

After introducing herself, she raised her deep eyes and glanced at everyone in the classroom playfully.

Weird Thing adjusted his glasses and said gently, "Okay, Stroh, please sit at the table to the right of Mr. Blue Owl. That's the seat that Mr. Weird Thing has picked for you in advance."

Stro nodded, then pushed the wheels of his wheelchair and moved closer to a seat on the side of the classroom.

Seeing that she was having some difficulty moving from the wheelchair to the seat, Blue Owl beside her couldn't bear to watch and helped her up. Then he sighed and asked gracefully, "Why do I remember that you are not actually disabled? Is your lower body disability just a cover-up for yourself?"

"Ah... is that so?" Stro raised his eyebrows and said thoughtfully, "But if I'm not a disabled person, I won't be able to get the disability scholarship issued by the principal. Then I won't be worthy of studying in this classroom, right?"

"Makes sense."

As they spoke, the two looked towards the first row of the classroom. They could only see Ke Mingye's back but not his expression.

At this time, Ke Mingye had a blank expression on his face, and his eyes were looking sideways at the sunset outside the window.

Stro pointed at Little Red Riding Hood and said, "Teacher, can I sit a little further away from this magical girl?"

"Why?" asked the weird thing on the stage.

"How can I put it...the fireballs she throws are very painful."

Stroh paused and said casually, "This is my personal experience."

"I'm so sorry." Little Red Riding Hood said expressionlessly, "It was the principal who ordered me to do that. Otherwise, why would I throw a fireball at you? We little girls who grew up with garbage in our mouths are all very gentle. We just want to attend class and study hard, and we never do anything that violates the rules and regulations."

The strange thing thought for a while and said, "Then let's move classmate Stro's position forward a bit."

"Thank you."

"Then, next is today's second transfer student. Everyone, give him a round of applause. He is our 'Ghost-faced Spiritual Master - Na'."

When the strange thing said this, it suddenly fell silent and looked sideways at Nezha.

Nezha snorted coldly. He seemed not to want to hear that there was someone with the same name as him in the classroom, so the teacher had to change his words and said, "No, there is only 'Ghost Face Master', or just 'Master', which is more pronounceable."

As soon as he finished speaking, a man wearing a metal windbreaker, revealing his red wrists and a metal ghost mask on his face slowly walked in from outside the classroom.

Through the mask, his dark and empty eyes swept over everyone. He remained silent, standing on the podium like a statue.

"As you can see, this student is a mute. According to our weird teacher, the new student has a vague tendency towards violence. Of course, he is much better than the beast in the corridor. Anyway, please forgive and tolerate him."

The strange thing spoke slowly, his eyes tilted towards the corridor outside the classroom.

The moment it heard the footsteps, it ran to the door, closed it, locked it, and then returned to the podium with a sigh of relief. Everyone was silent, not daring to look out the window, with a look of fear on their faces, and the atmosphere was solemn for a while.

The Lost Witch tilted her head and pretended to watch the scene calmly, as if she was watching a farce.

However, she was already filled with shock and fear: "With his spiritual world twisted like this, he can still act like a normal person. It's simply... unbelievable."

Spider-Man sighed. "First a person in a wheelchair, then a mute. Our classroom is a bit—"

"My classmate, what happened to you, the disabled person?"

Stro held his chin and interrupted him with a sidelong glance.

"We are all players, let's be more tolerant of each other, okay?" Spider-Man rolled his eyes.

Stro smiled slightly, supported his chin with his left hand, raised his right hand, and made an "Okay" gesture without looking back.

Seeing his classmates getting along well with each other, the weirdo took off his glasses with relief, rubbed his eyes, and then put them on again.

He patted the ghost-faced psychic on the shoulder, who was standing blankly on the podium, and said in a gentle tone: "Then please find a seat you like and sit down, psychic student. Just don't take up the principal's seat."

The diviner nodded and then found a seat to sit down.

At this time, the strange teacher was about to start teaching, and Little Red Riding Hood in the corner of the classroom suddenly raised her hand.

The strange thing looked at her and asked curiously:
"Little Red Riding Hood, do you have any questions?"

Little Red Riding Hood raised her ice-blue eyes, looked at the Lost Witch hanging in the air, and then looked at the back of Ke Mingye sitting in the first row.

She said softly, "Principal, the off-campus leaders are blocking my view, so it's hard to take notes."

The strange thing said: "Student, this kind of problem should be discussed with the class teacher, not the principal."

At this time, Ke Mingye was lying on the desk, staring at the setting sun outside the window. He said nonchalantly, "Then let the supervisors listen to the class in the corridor, so that it won't affect the teaching."

The Lost Witch raised her eyebrows slightly, and an inexplicable gasp was heard in the classroom.

The strange teacher also raised his non-existent eyebrows, raised his gray fingers, and gently tapped the Tianming acupoint.

After a while, it pushed its glasses and said with some embarrassment: "Oh, the principal actually said that he wanted to let the respected off-campus leaders listen to the class in the corridor, but this is too rude and does not conform to our hospitality."

He raised his head and asked for the opinions of everyone in the classroom: "Classmates, what do you think?"

"That's fine with me," said Little Red Riding Hood.

"Oh my god, let's get her out of here soon. She's an eyesore." Spider-Man fanned his hands as if he was shooing away flies.

"Uh...I agree." said Blue Owl.

"If Miss Little Red Riding Hood has no objection, then Lord Kobe has no objection either!" Kobe snorted.

"I don't care." Stro said softly. She held her chin with her hand, lowered her eyes, and quietly read the "Introduction to the Facilities of Rong's Welfare Home."

The ghost-faced psychic nodded silently.

Finally, everyone looked at Nezha who was sitting on the windowsill with his eyes closed and resting.

Nezha slowly opened his eyes and looked at everyone expressionlessly.

He asked: "You all voted, so what else do I need to vote for?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the Hun Tian Ling that was wrapped around every corner of the classroom suddenly spread out, and the bright red ribbed cloth like fire gathered and danced. In the blink of an eye, the classroom door was opened, and the Lost Witch who was tied up in the ribbed cloth was thrown out of the door.

Then he closed the door and locked it with a click.

"You actually let me go... You guys are really funny. Don't let me find the flaws in this place."

The Lost Witch smiled and said disapprovingly.

She had plenty of time to play with him, so she slowly stood up and looked around with interest.

Just then, she suddenly shifted her gaze and saw a boy in a hospital gown leaning against the wall in the corridor, reading a book silently with his eyes lowered.

The boy in the hospital gown occasionally glanced sideways, giving her an emotionless look, then quickly looked away.

The Lost Witch was observing him when a hoarse whisper suddenly came from the shadows in the other corner of the corridor.

"Kill her, kill her, kill her, kill her, kill her..."

The Lost Witch raised her eyebrows and looked in the direction of the voice.

From the shadows, a young man with red eyes slowly crawled along the ground, like a beast looking for food, approaching the Lost Witch step by step.

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