Chapter 385: Chapter 385 Miss, Please Stay (1st Update)
Today happens to be the gathering in this small town, with street stalls displaying all sorts of strange and unusual items.
Some have found genuine antiques among these inconspicuous old goods and sold them for astronomical prices.
Since then, whenever there is such a gathering for old items, many people would come here after hearing about it.
Today was no exception.
The streets were crowded with people, many squatting on the ground, searching for something of value.
The stall owners didn’t care, huddling together drinking coffee instead.
They only responded in heavily accented English when someone asked about the price.
Fan Mengxue found this quite interesting; it was different from the upscale department stores—walking here, one could feel the authentic taste of the small town.
Take, for example, this dusty little box that, when opened, played a beautiful melody, and it was all mechanical to boot.
Perhaps because of Fan Mengxue’s unique aura, the stall owner took the initiative to say, “Beautiful lady, you have a good eye, this music box was passed down from my grandfather!”
“Back when my grandfather was about to head to the battlefield of World War II, before leaving, his lover at the time gave him this item, but when my grandfather returned from the battlefield unscathed, his lover had vanished due to the continuous war!”
“For many years, he searched for his lover and even due to this, he never married, but sadly, he never saw that girl again before he died!”
“This box is a testament to my grandfather’s pure love, so I decided to put it out. If someone asks, I tell them this story,” the stall owner said with a sigh.
Fan Mengxue’s gaze flickered slightly, seemingly moved by this love story that ended without fruition, and she whispered softly, “How much?”
The stall owner’s eyes lit up, and he held up one finger, “One hundred Euros!”
Then he was ready to wait for Fan Mengxue to bargain.
But Fan Mengxue directly took out a large denomination bill and handed it to the stall owner, then asked somewhat bewilderedly, “Is love always like this?”
The stall owner, preoccupied with joy, was taken aback by the question and then sighed, “Girl, love is often just like that, very few people are really lucky enough to wait for ‘the one.’ But although my grandfather waited his whole life, he said before he died that he had no regrets!”
Tears glistened in Fan Mengxue’s eyes, and she took out another bill and gave it to the stall owner, “Thank you! Although I know the story is fake, I still want to say thank you!”
Having said that, Fan Mengxue no longer paid attention to the embarrassed stall owner and turned to leave.
The stall owner stood there, deep in thought for a while, “Was there any flaw in my story? Ah, well, doesn’t matter, I made the money!”
Saying this, the stall owner then took out another music box identical to the first and placed it on the stall, waiting to sell the same tale of love to the next customer.
Fan Mengxue held the music box in her hand, feeling somewhat conflicted.
She wasn’t a fool, naturally picking out the flaws in his story.
His grandfather, tormented by love, never married in his life.
So where did this stall owner come from?
Sprung from a stone?
But these weren’t what mattered; what was important was that Fan Mengxue was touched by his story.
At that moment, she thought to herself quietly.
If possible, I would bury my feelings for you in my heart and then… become a Tomb Guardian for a lifetime!
Just then, an elderly woman’s voice came from behind her.
“Young lady, please wait, wouldn’t you like a divination?”
Fan Mengxue turned and saw an old woman in a black cloak sitting in front of a dilapidated tent, watching her quietly.
Fan Mengxue hesitated, “Are you calling me?”
The old woman nodded, a glint of light flickering in her deep eyes, “Girl, I am a Witch, and I can see that you are weighed down with heavy thoughts! If possible, I think I can show you a path!”
Fan Mengxue had just been wandering aimlessly and, upon hearing the old woman’s words, thought she would be like any of those so-called witches found on every street corner, swindlers trying to make a quick buck.
But the old woman’s deep eyes moved her.
Fan Mengxue nodded as if possessed,
“Fine, please follow me!” said the old woman as she stood up and walked towards the tent behind her.
Fan Mengxue hesitated slightly, then looked at the bustling scenery around her and the brilliant sunlight before she followed inside.
The tent was pitch-dark, filled with a strong scent of herbs.
The old woman stood in front of a Crystal Ball and whispered, “Young lady, please place your hand on the Crystal Ball, then close your eyes and silently recite your question in your mind, it will give you an answer!”
Fan Mengxue nodded, extended her hand to gently place on the Crystal Ball, and closed her eyes to silently ponder her doubts.
At that time, the old woman watched Fan Mengxue with an interested gaze.
The girl had a pure aura, but more importantly, she carried a strong and pure dark aura with her.
That was the reason she had called out to Fan Mengxue on the street.
Especially now, as the Crystal Ball grasped by Fan Mengxue began to reveal strands of dark mist.
This was the necessary ritual when the Dark Witch selected her successor.
The more the dark mist, the better the person’s qualifications.
Soon, the demonic mist filled the entire Crystal Ball and was still crazily increasing.
At that moment, the Crystal Ball seemed unable to withstand the load and a crack appeared with a snap.
The old woman’s eyes were filled with ecstasy.
This girl’s qualifications were far stronger than she had imagined.
Fan Mengxue opened her eyes in confusion.
She had just been silently reciting her biggest doubt in her mind.
But she felt nothing, instead, she felt a tremor in her hand, and only after opening her eyes did she realize that the Crystal Ball had actually shattered.
Fan Mengxue’s heart sank, fearing she had encountered a scam, but it was too late to say anything, so she could only smile apologetically.
“I’m sorry, I broke this Crystal Ball, how much is it? I’ll compensate!”
But the old woman did not even look at the Crystal Ball, her piercing gaze fixed on Fan Mengxue.
Fan Mengxue felt a chill in her heart; could this mysterious old woman be mentally ill?
At that moment, the darkness in the tent suddenly intensified, the noise from the outside world disappeared, leaving only silence.
And when she looked for the old woman, she was already gone.
Fan Mengxue was shocked.
Oh no, had she fallen into some kind of trap?
Just then, a woman, surrounded by dark mist, slowly approached from the darkness.
The woman had an excellent figure, dressed in a revealing Witch’s costume, showing her extraordinarily long legs, and wore high heels. Her every step was full of sway and allure, the epitome of mature charm.
Fan Mengxue was somewhat stunned.
“You… you are…?”
The woman giggled coyly, then continued with that old voice, “Young lady, are you troubled by love?”
Fan Mengxue finally realized that she had encountered a real Witch today, and her heart actually settled.
“You… how do you know?”
The Dark Witch said indifferently, “I can sense the pain and confusion permeating your heart. What else could make such a woman like you unable to escape, if not for love?”