【Zhou Fumei】The Immortal Witch and the Child She Picked Up

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"The Records of the Witch", a book created by humans to record and learn about witches.It's really lucky to be able to find the original, but the problem is that there is no translation or annotation, and it is really hard to read the ancient language directly.In addition, I have just moved to a new house during this period, and the medicinal materials need to be purchased, the equipment needs to be updated, and the land needs to be reclaimed. I am very busy.

Faust suggested that it is better to live in the town for a few days and buy all the things that should be bought at once.The planetarium under your feet whispered, you are now more and more like the host of the witch's cottage, Faust pushed it in, "Be careful, don't let Mephisto hear you."

The witch pinched her chin and thought for a while, then agreed.

"Stay in a hotel or rent a house? Or a popular B&B?" Faust took out the town map, circled the herb markets, shops, and libraries they frequented, and began to look for accommodation close to these places.

"Why are you so excited about going out?" The witch's tone was full of resentment, every time Faust decided to go out, he would make a face for several days.The little snake rubbed the tip of her nose, and said with embarrassment, isn't it a date?

Both of them were dumbfounded by this sentence.

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Everything about the tiger's descent was left to Faust to arrange, book a room, decide what to eat and what to buy.In addition, Faust, who had studied in the town for several years, also decided to take Mephisto to visit the scenic spots. After all, except for shopping, witches rarely wander around, and they are nerdy.

Their first day started with a lettuce field, a windmill, a cheese shop, blacksmith hot cocoa with licorice for brunch, and oriental vegetables for lunch.

Unexpectedly, Mephisto doesn't eat spicy food, not at all.

In the afternoon, between the gondola and the motorboat, Mephisto frowned and struggled for a full 10 minutes. Faust had to say that there would be more opportunities in the future, so he chose the motorboat.

"Is there any beauty in this thing?!" The witch's eyes were reddened by the black smoke from the steamboat, and she was buried in Faust's coat, panting.He really didn't understand the meaning of these smelly things that the whole family dressed up to travel together and took half a year's salary to sit on. "Fashion, there's no way." Faust rubbed his witch and sighed.

After Mephisto got off the boat, he said that his ears were almost deafened, so Faust had to disrupt the original plan, abandoning the playground and going to the library instead.But he still did not give up and detoured to the Iris Square, where there was a wishing fountain, a church and a flower shop.

He would occasionally make a detour here after school, to feed the pigeons or buy some roses for Mephisto to take home—in the relationship between the two of them at that time, roses were just pure medicinal materials.But now it's completely different.Faust couldn't help but upturned the corners of his mouth and sighed happily.

Faust held out two coins.He wanted Mephisto to make a wish too, but the witch completely rejected this act of praying to God.The church bell knocked a fat pigeon off the ground, Mephisto went to buy a piece of bread, and sat on the grass to feed the pigeon.he is tired.

"Want to visit the church?" Faust asked courageously.In fact, he had imagined countless times that he could bring Mephisto here.Whether it's someone else's wedding, or their own...every time I think about it, I can't help but feel hot all over.

The witch rolled her eyes and smashed a large piece of bread at the pigeon, scaring the group of white elves to flee. "I'm a witch, I can be cremated directly when I go in, how familiar do you need to be?" Faust was stunned for a moment.In fact, if he didn't mention it specifically, he always forgot that Mephisto was a witch.

He sees Mephisto as Mephisto, not any identity.

There was silence between them until the lights came on.

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Mephisto was dizzy from the flickering lights.The witch's eyes can withstand the rococo visual bombardment of Sanssouci, but he hates artificial light sources.With a dull head, I wanted to walk back to the hotel the same way, and the detour went farther and farther.Faust didn't know whether to talk to him, so he followed quietly and secretly bought a bag of chestnuts for Mephisto.He just peeled it off by himself, and ate it by himself if the appearance was not good. When the witch finally turned her head to look at him with resentment and swallowed, she brought a handful of clean chestnut kernels to her eyes.

"I'm not hungry!" the Witch kept her mouth firmly.Faust put one on Mephisto's lips, and the witch had no choice but to open her mouth to eat, and the second and third were also quickly stuffed in. Fat, starch, sugar, nothing can make people happier than this.

No.17 is a soft two-petal chestnut that reaches the upper lip.

Faust lip-synced, please, so Mephisto didn't push him away.It was just a simple touch, Mephisto didn't even have a heartbeat, he watched Faust leave his lips indifferently.

"You know where this is, don't you, kid?"

Faust hummed, and stroked Mephisto's forehead with his snort.

Bridge of Sighs, walking forward is the execution ground, passing by here before decapitation, with a sigh.Another of his favorite sayings is that if you kiss here at sunset, you will be together forever.The little snake was not too far away from his dear witch's lips, and he still couldn't see the distance of the other party clearly.The out-of-focus and blurred each other was exciting and strange, and after panting, he attached the witch's lips again.

"How could such a good thing happen," Faust murmured.

Mephisto shrugged, "I really know how to daydream. A kiss can fight gossip, which is better than firewood, rice, oil and salt. In the end, after breaking up, time has passed and I returned to the bridge alone—"

"It is inevitable to sigh." The two said in unison.This brat has read all the miscellaneous books on the witch's bookshelf.

Maybe I'm the one with the alcohol on the filling, Mephisto thought. "Listen silly boy, I can make the sun come up again and you can kiss me one more time."

The big boy shook his head, greedily preying on Memphis' chestnut flavor.

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"Hey...how long do you want to kiss a boy in public?" Mephisto pushed Faust away, looking at the flustered and intoxicated look of the boy with satisfaction.Passers-by inevitably stopped and whispered, after all, Mephisto is really too small.

"Where are we going next?" Mephisto held Faust's hand habitually when he was a little bed-wetting snake.The witch is afraid that he will run away, but Faust actually likes it very much.At that time, the witch looked so tall, she knew everything and could do anything, her face was fair and soft, and her eyes were green and bright, which was the common denominator of all good things. "Supkin Street." It was a bustling and hard-core street composed of shoemakers, blacksmiths, firemen, and gold shops.The carnival was approaching, and there were more performers, the sword-swallowing Mephisto was trembling, probably recalling some bad memories.

"Where are you taking me?" The witch became more and more uncertain as she walked in. She always felt that there was some paladin hiding in the alley. After the trial, she immediately moved to the church and cremated him.A place that is too narrow restricts the use of fire magic, and the explosiveness will also be weakened...

Jingle bells. "Welcome!" The starling at the door hoarsely called.Faust went up to chat with the boss, and came back with a box: "Is it it?"

Mephisto froze.There is no doubt that this is his own thing, the cane that was lent to Xiao Snake to go to school and lost on the first day.

That was a really bad day.The witch was sulking in the room from afternoon to night. She was so angry that she almost slaughtered the city. At night, she had to coax a child who was so scared that she cried and hiccupped all night.

"Maybe the amethyst and silver on it were stolen. I didn't expect to see it again."

Mephisto stared blankly.Did it turn out that so long has passed? It always feels like a blink of an eye, but the scratches on the cane, the smell of changing hands again and again, the smell of time dust... Only then did Mephisto realize that he was so slow to time.When the stick was given to Faust, he was as tall as the thing, and it is not long enough to be a walking stick for him now.

Could it be that if he blinks a few more times, Faust is already a bony old man, or even a pile of bones?Is he going to be buried in the ground?

"Mephisto?" the little snake called him nervously.

"No, I've been touched by too many people, it's disgusting." After saying that, he turned his head and left, but his hand was held by Faustella. "I begged the boss for a long time before he helped to stay, can you go and say thank you?" The witch glared at him, pouted, and walked over helplessly.

The boss's skin was as wrinkled as a rhinoceros's, with a humped nose and slender eyes. He suddenly squeezed Mephisto's left hand, panting for breath. "Little Faust didn't lie to me, such a metacarpal bone, this is your cane, take it, take it—" Fingers with chloasma like withered spider legs pinched the palm of Mephistopheles Rub it all over.

The snow-white witch fled and almost vomited at the door.too disgusting……

"And I hold a cane in my right hand! Why is he touching my left hand?" Mephistopheles growled at Faust belatedly. "What metacarpals match, he eats my tofu!!!" The little snake curled its tail guiltily, comforting Mephisto.

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It may be because of the carnival, the streets are colorful, and even Mephisto is humming softly.

"Let me buy you a cup of coffee." It's a bit funny to say these words from Faust's mouth, especially when facing the witch who wears gold and silver and is also the supporter.

"You made money writing love letters?" Mephisto asked with raised eyebrows.Faust's expression clearly said how did you know, but he was still blushing and couldn't say anything.

It was a coffee shop that used the most advanced automatic machines but had to pretend to put a bunch of spice jars. It was very crowded. Amidst the roar of grinding beans, the scream of boiling water, and the noise of bustling women, Faust finally put the coffee It came out.

sniff.

"Sage? Can this thing go with coffee? Give me your cup... God, is rosemary for drinking? Are you making me vomit?"

On the way to the tailor shop, Mephisto was still grinning, saying why do you have such a curious taste, I will not kiss you again tonight.

It was only when Faust suggested that he wanted a dress without sewing marks that Mephisto remembered that the song he was humming was "Scarborough Fair".

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"Human beings are fun." Mephisto closed the page and rubbed his eyes.The witch's eyes were sore from reading all night.

"Their electric lights can replace my firefly servants, gunpowder can completely replace burning magic, cars are equivalent to brooms..." Mephisto yawned, "The human world is indeed more interesting than me, a witch."

Faust understood what the arrogant witch was really saying.He put down the map, walked up to Mephisto and turned off the light, telling him with practical actions that it doesn't matter if there is no light.In the darkness, the brilliance of the stars and the moon is rather obvious, but it is inevitable that the electrical lights of other people sneak in through the window, and the trail extending to the sky is full of traffic, like countless magma-colored fireflies scurrying around.The Witch has been absent-minded since dusk, and he reached out and grabbed Faust's cuff without saying a word.

Tonight is the opening ceremony of the carnival, and there are already screaming people, people in strange costumes, and parades in the streets.The light is even more cruel, devouring the starlight, making this place a city that never sleeps.

very noisy.It's noisy outside.

"Yes, many technologies can replace your magic, they are very interesting, but so what."

"I often forget that you are a witch, your identity is never important, what matters is you."

Then what am I?the witch asked.

"Mephisto is... Mephisto is a part of me." Faust knelt by the bed and hugged the witch's waist.The sound of the busy traffic was gradually covered by breathing, and the double heartbeat echoed in the close body. "How could you know how much I can't live without you." He rubbed the witch's stomach, "Even if you are threatened to kill me, I will go through the thorns and come back to you."

"As long as you don't drive me away, I will always be here." Mephisto relaxed his tense shoulders, rubbed Faust's head, and said sarcastically, "Then why should I drive you away?"

"I won't go." Faust smiled lightly, "Just kill me."

"Go out to the taverns and casinos, and turn on the lights, Faust."

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Two people dressed in ordinary traveler's clothes are out of place in the carnival.

"I can also be a fairy godmother, what do you want to pretend?"

Faust raised his eyebrows: "Vampires, those who can burn to death with the witch."

With a smoky snap of the fingers, the cloak of the little witch appeared out of nowhere to cover the snake's head, like a magician tearing apart the black cloth and flying out of the pigeons, somehow the clothes became pitch black with a bright red dress under the cloak and ruffles. Layer upon layer, the tight-fitting suit set off the boy's chest and waist, and he stepped on a pair of small high heels.

The witch's nails pierced his forked tongue, and the boy's canines turned into terrifying fangs.

"Are you satisfied, Your Excellency the Prince?"

Faust opened his mouth wide and bared his fangs threateningly.Mephisto transformed into a mermaid wrapped in fur with pearls and corals on her head and chest. She wore a suspender mermaid skirt with sequins and sparkling beads, and two ruffles were drawn layer upon layer.

"Does it look good?" The witch proudly put her hands on her hips.Faust expresses his attitude with a kiss.

The midnight salute exploded, and the organ and the large and small French horns almost shook out the tsunami. They rushed into the carnival crowd, laughing loudly, and couldn't hear each other unless they roared out. They drank the beer thrown by someone. They exchanged a kiss with the aroma of malt, struggled and twirled on the dance floor formed by the crowd, and twisted against their bodies indiscriminately.

"You can! Can you dance? Child!" the witch shouted with her mouth wide open.

"Won't--"

"First of all! Brat, you have to beg me!!" Faust hiccupped while laughing as he hugged Mephisto. He had never seen a witch who was blushing and roaring wildly. This elegant and powerful person looks like an imbecile Russian drunk.Faust wanted to take off his hat, but when he took it off, it was crowded. Mephisto squeezed his chin and scolded him. The two of them slid out of the crowd and squeezed into the nearest bar, avoiding the bartender. Get on the dance floor.

Mephisto howled in dissatisfaction, "It's not that I can't afford to drink! The light is coming!" "I brought a boy in to drink and dance?" The two laughed together, their foreheads rubbed against each other, and their eyelashes were stroking each other. Touch the cheek to taste the heat of the alcohol on the other side.

"Hold my waist, Argentine tango is very simple." Faust frowned and began to memorize the other party's steps without daring to complain about Mephisto's voluntary dance.Stopped, returned, followed, swayed, and stepped on Mephisto when turning around.

"Don't remember too much, follow me back and forth, and then go around in circles—OK, cross, draw an arc with the supporting legs, yes—"

It’s true that the sun comes out in the west, and the tyrannical Mephisto can actually teach people gently, which was not the case when teaching him multiplication and division before.Relax and enjoy the dance, and you will be able to sense Mephisto's next move, cooperate with him, follow him, and run away from him.

"It's very good," the witch smiled, "the soul of tango, wrapping the legs, put your feet between my legs between dance steps, and then I will walk around you half a circle." Mephisto said this on purpose It was very promiscuous, and made Xiao Snake's face blush apart from the alcohol.

Mephisto raised his eyebrows, isn't he too perverted for children?Faust shook his head, in exchange for a wicked smile from the witch.

"Imagine you're fucking me." The words were so nasty, Faust almost lost his footing in the next step "Yes, that's it, rubbing my ankles between my legs." Mephistopheles crossed his steps frivolously, When she was panting, she flicked her legs to open the pleats of the skirt, and the backswing that followed the fierce dance was really like a mermaid tail.

In terms of language, he teased his partner's interest in a persuasive manner, "Do you want to sleep with me? Very good..." He turned Faust around.Perfect, just like this, encouraged by the witch, playing a game of invisibility, teasing the other party and then breaking away, each invasion is resolved by intimacy, escape is blocked by lingering, provocation before intoxication. "Don't cum on you, brat, help me." Mephisto's bare calf squeezed Faust's knee and slowly turned out, and he fell back with his back straight, making a move that drew applause from the whole dance floor After the song, squinting his eyes to admire the way the little snake frowns because of his fascination.

The bartender handed over two glasses of champagne, and the queen of focus took them unceremoniously, only to find that her glass was peach sparkling water.It hasn't happened yet,

"Hey, bartender over there, stay away from the witch—"

The sharp-eyed witch caught a glimpse of the silver-clad cross on the armband of the visitor, and shouted "Run!", pulling Faust through the crowd and rushing out of the bar. javelin.Faust heard the whoosh and clatter, turned his head and saw the venom melted into silver and stuck to the ground.

While running, Mephisto let out a hearty laugh like a clay pot catching water, and simply threw away the furs and jewelry to make it easier to escape, but he was not willing to let go of Faust's hand without giving up anything.Faust followed suit, kicking down the fruit stand, and the citrons, tomatoes, and lemons all over the floor made the priests swear that they could not enter heaven.

They froze for a second at the fork in the road, "This way!" Without thinking about it, they followed the witch and ran away against the carnival flow of people. At the next fork, Faust set up another pottery stall to block the flow of people but exposed their whereabouts. The patrol ahead The team was flanked by the paladin behind them, and had to turn into a side road. The little snake and the witch even knocked away a kissing couple. Faust left an inarticulate apology and continued to flee.The wind howls, the clouds flow, the blood boils to the point of vaporization, no matter how loud the sound in the ear is, it can't compare to the other party's out of breath panting, so forget about running like this for the rest of your life, Faust even thought, suddenly he died at the turn of the road.

pressing step by step, back again and again;

Don't even think about handing in your guns and not killing;

Burning and hanging, you can choose;

The arrow was loaded, the gun was loaded, and there was a chorus of sounds. The second before the silver bullet pierced Faust's head, Mephisto threw him down, the witch's cloak fell from the sky, all the lights were turned off, the music stopped abruptly, and the vocal cords could not vibrate... the whole The world is quiet.

At the moment of seeing the light again, the sound of the music outside exploded again, the witch laughed loudly, and the two hugged each other and returned to the hotel bed.

"It's time for magic, Cinderella." The costumes on the two of them turned into stardust and melted into the noise.Ecstasy followed by a run for their lives, and they rolled on the bed out of breath, laughing loudly, unable to speak at all, until Mephisto was so happy that he rolled under the bed with a thump, and Faust had to Coughing dryly, he fished out the witch, dragged her to his chest and placed it on her chest.

The chest was heaving, the two looked at each other out of breath, the heartbeat and lung overload were noisier than the whole city carnival outside.They seemed to have been kissing all night, and now it was a good time to sit still and look into each other's eyes.

Mephisto smiled charmingly: "It's such an unrestrained Cinderella to bring the prince directly into the hotel."

"Wine is strong and cowardly." Faust rolled his tail and unzipped the witch's shorts.

He heard the witch's breathing flutter.

TBC