He just turned around and took a step before he had to stop, looking down expressionlessly.
The woman in black changed her position without warning, and the left foot she just took just happened to kick her shriveled body, which was completely real.
She seemed to have lost the breath of life, and there was no blood under her body, only her face, hands and feet were exposed, her eyes were empty, her skin was gray and gray, and she looked like a dead branch under the sunlight at noon.
It is simply a mummy that has existed for an unknown amount of time.
He stared directly at those black hole-like eyes, and vaguely saw a series of threads that seemed to connect the cause and effect, which instantly caused the already chaotic memory to shake violently, and one after another, illusory pictures emerged from the bottom layer. Rolling up, but still can't see clearly what it is.
"The twelfth law of karma entanglement, she seems to want to tell me something."
"What is the twelfth method of karma entanglement, why do I think of this strange word?"
"I'm just an ordinary high school student, why do I always encounter these weird things, and always come up with even weirder ideas?"
"Where are these threads connected? They seem to express some hidden meaning to me."
He stared at those eyes, looking at the threads of cause and effect in the dark eye sockets, and after a moment of silence, he suddenly frowned, "No, no, I'm not Xu Xian, this is just Xu Xian's memory fragments, I'm Gu Xian "
Boom!
Huge pressure came suddenly, directly acting on his spiritual will, and the blood flowed happily from the seven orifices, instantly setting off the whole face as terrifying as a ghost.
After a while, the pressure dissipated invisible, and the surging deep-seated will also settled down, without the slightest ripple or wave.
The afternoon sun shone, and he came back to his senses suddenly, his heart was beating violently, and he looked around in a little confusion, as if it was difficult to accept why he appeared in this place.
"who I am?"
"What is this place?"
"Why am I standing here like a fool?"
"The name Xu Xian appeared many times in my memory, and it became connected with me."
"So, I am Xu Xian? An ordinary student who just entered the third year of high school?"
"I always feel that something is not quite right"
"Also, my face is wet, did I cry just now?"
"Could it be that I was dumped by a girl and cried until I lost my memory because of a broken relationship?"
"In my memory, I had dinner with the female squad leader named Yan Li in the restaurant yesterday, so it was actually a breakup dinner?"
"Sure enough, licking a dog will kill you."
He raised his hand to wipe it from the corner of his eyes, and looked at his bright red palm expressionlessly for a moment.
"No, no, it's not tears, it's blood."
"I, Xu Xian, was beaten?"
"Who hit me, what kind of life-or-death thing dared to hit me"
He squeezed the space between his eyebrows, and suddenly saw the mummy lying on the ground.
Wrapped in a shabby black robe, she looked like a skeleton woman.
Then fell into silent thinking again.
"who is she?"
"Could it be that she hit me and I killed her again?"
"I, Xu Xian, am I not a high school student, but have I become a murderer?"
"It's still not right, she has turned into a mummy, at least it shows that this is not the scene of the first crime, and it also shows that the twelfth magician has been dead for a while, and has no direct relationship with me"
Thinking of this, he suddenly froze.
"Who is the twelfth magician, and what is the entanglement of cause and effect?"
Boom!
Without any warning, the terrifying pressure came again, still directly acting on the spiritual will, causing his thinking to fall into a blank again in an instant.
At the same time, the gray-robed female corpse on the ground disappeared little by little, like a drop of dew that silently evaporated in the summer afternoon.
After a few seconds.
He came back to his senses suddenly, reached out and wiped the blood on his face, and sat down slowly while supporting the small tree by the roadside. A question that all intelligent life would have thought about subconsciously appeared in his mind.
who I am?
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Why am I here?
Why is there blood all over the face and hands?
But as time passed, his thinking became more and more chaotic, and he had to stop thinking, restrain all thoughts, first wash his face at a tap not far away, and then slowly move towards Walk in the direction of the dormitory building.
"Hoo"
He finally came to a place where the shadow of the old office building could not be covered, and he was bathed in the still hot afternoon sun at the beginning of autumn in September, feeling the coldness in his body began to dissipate slowly.
Although he really wanted to look back at the old office building that felt inexplicably weird and could even lead to several times of thinking freezes, but this strong impulse was severely suppressed by him, and he forced himself not to look back, and continued to walk in the direction of the dormitory building. go.
"Hey, are you okay?"
Zhao Gu, who was full of food and drink, stood on the side of the road looking around, waving the bag in his hand at him from a distance.
"Brother, are you a cat? You only ate a little for lunch and then left. Could it be that you are suffering from anorexia?"
It took two seconds to determine who the guy who greeted him was. He squeezed out a gentle but stiff smile on his face, and quickened his pace to meet him.
"It's nothing, something happened suddenly just now, so I went out to deal with it."
He casually found a reason to prevaricate, and didn't say anything more about what happened just now.
On the one hand, it is subconsciously trying to cover up.
The most important reason is the second reason, that is, even he himself doesn't know what happened, and even his identity as Xu Xian has to be confirmed repeatedly to ensure that there will be no brain crash. Or the problem of continuous amnesia.
Zhao Gu nodded, didn't ask any more questions at all, but stuffed the bag in his hand, "It's because I was considerate, I went to the window to buy you a few buns before leaving, just to fill my stomach."
"Thank you, I will treat you to dinner next time."
Back in the dormitory, he put down the bowl, took the bag and went into the public washroom.
The steamed stuffed bun is very fragrant, it tastes oily, but the taste is also very strong, and he doesn't want to make the nap place full of the smell of green onions and pork.
The four buns were eaten quickly. He washed off a little oil stain on his hands, and then looked at the medical tape on his right index finger with some doubts.
"When did you hurt your finger?"
After thinking for a while to no avail, he no longer struggled, and directly tore off the medical tape and took it off.
"Hiss"
"I, Xu Xian, is this going back to my ancestors?"
"There are scales on the fingers of my right hand, so my right hand is Suzhen?"
The question of who Suzhen is is not the point. Anyway, his mind is blank now. What really concerns him is that the gray areas that seem to be scales are starting to heat up gradually. It feels like metal being heated to the touch, and the contact surface is burning hot. Burn sting.
What's even more strange is that, except for the hot "gray scale", other parts of the body began to feel cold without any sign, and at the same time, I felt more and more heavy and tired, as if there was a mountain on my back.
He pinched his right index finger, looked at himself in the mirror, and suddenly froze in place.
Inside and outside the mirror, there are four people, four faces, and eight eyes, whose sights are intertwined and intertwined, and mixed together.
A withered woman in a black robe was lying on his back, and her lower body could not be seen from the mirror, giving the impression that an androgynous conjoined twin appeared in the bathroom.
Seemingly aware of his gaze, she grinned strangely, wisps of black smoke overflowed from her dark eye sockets, making that skeleton-like face even paler against the backdrop.
"Xiao Xu, are you done eating?"
A boy from the next class came in from the bathroom door, washing his hands and face.
I, Xu Xian, so this classmate is talking to me.
"Finished."
He turned his head slowly, and the four faces inside and outside the mirror, two men, two women, turned their heads at the same time, and he also heard his own voice layered on top of each other, like multiple echoes. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com