In the past, if I was just shot through the heart, although it would be very painful, I would not die, and it would not even be a hindrance. Even if my brain was broken, my consciousness would disappear temporarily; but the brain would also disappear suddenly. It will be restored to integrity, and the consciousness will come back in no time. Even if it is a spiritual body - that is, a "soul" in popular terms, it is not like I haven't had a super powerful attack that can turn that kind of thing into powder before. Yes, but with the support of "it", it was just a minor problem that could be solved in a blink of an eye, no different from a scratch. Looking at it this way, I actually didn't even have the concept of "injury" in the past. Just like Just like the "demon" I encountered in the dream, he is immortal in the true sense.

But now I just have very strong vitality and recovery power, so if I am killed, I will die normally.

This kind of plot seems to often appear in the fictional stories I have read before. Even if the characters on the righteous side are just ordinary people, as long as they switch sides to the evil side, they will suddenly become very strong and become extremely oppressive to the righteous side. Then If I change my mind and return to the side of justice, the previous oppressive force will be gone, and even my strength will be greatly reduced. I didn't expect that such a conventional plot would actually appear in my body. And in the end, the person who died with me was still a In the past, ordinary warlocks were not even considered a threat.

But that's good. I finally saved someone. Even though she was a young woman I had never met before, she gave me the opportunity to give up my obsession. I have to thank her. I believe she will also pay for her own danger. Just be born with joy, that's enough.

I dragged my dying body and walked towards the foot of the mountain.

When I wanted to commit suicide, I also thought about whether to commit suicide by throwing myself into the sea, but after repeated weighing, I put aside that plan for the time being. And now that I am about to die, I might as well find a lake and go into it. Listen before I die Listening to the underwater sounds, I might be able to regain some sense of getting along with "it", but it might scare passers-by who witness me.

Thanks to this body with strong vitality, I walked all the way to the lake at the foot of the mountain without dying, but I finally reached the limit. My consciousness was extremely hazy and disconnected from time to time. I vaguely heard the voices of some passers-by. and vague murmurs in my ears, but I ignored them all. I climbed over the iron railing with great difficulty, could no longer hold on, and let my body fall into the lake.

Memories appeared in my mind like a revolving lantern.

Speaking of which, it seems that the place where we parted ways with the front desk on bad terms was this lakeside...

Then she got lost in the mountains, and I got lost trying to find her. Then I met "it" and was charmed by its inhuman beauty under the moonlight.

Because of a single thought, my life spiraled out of control onto a crazy track; and today, the train finally derailed and fell off a cliff.

This is the end of a man who is obsessed with things that seem human and inhuman and is driven crazy by them.

The whispering in my ears suddenly became noisy, then suddenly disappeared, and never sounded again.

——

When I was still in school, there was a girl at the desk in front of me who looked like a fish-like girl.

She has smart eyes, clear voice, and always smells good on her body. I have a secret crush on her, but I am too shy to express it.

Maybe she also has a crush on a boy in the class, and she is as shy as me about it. This is also a normal phenomenon in adolescence. At this age, both boys and girls will be aware of the opposite sex, and will also want to let themselves be in the opposite sex.

It looks good in the eyes and gives rise to the consciousness of dressing up.

However, our school, or most of the schools I know, have very strict restrictions on students' love affairs. Not to mention openly having sex with the opposite sex, even trying to dress up is not allowed.

Not allowed. Of course, I believe that there is still the intention of the school to visually minimize the differences in family background between students. But just like the differences in family background between students will not really disappear, students want to dress themselves up.

The same is true for desire. The school must also know this, so it turns a blind eye to the students' small transgressions. For example, the slightly cute hair ties and hairpins, and the red rope loops on the wrists, it is difficult to find abnormalities without looking closely.

Colored contact lenses... Strictly speaking, these small decorations do not violate any school rules. At most, they violate the "spirit of school rules" that cannot be seen or touched.

So even the desk clerk who is serious by nature is not immune to the custom. He pins a hairpin that looks like a white carnation on the side of his hair. The teacher didn't say anything when he saw it. Moreover, the desk clerk is excellent in both character and study. The teacher always has good academic performance.

students are given some preferential treatment.

But this is not the case for the new English teacher. I later heard that she seemed to have been dumped by her boyfriend at the time, and her boyfriend went to find a woman who was more beautiful than her and better at dressing herself up. I don’t know if this is true.

There were still rumors spread among the students who hated her. All in all, she was in a very bad mood at the time and did not hesitate to vent her anger to the classroom. During this period, she was also punished on the grounds that the hair accessory on the front desk violated a certain school rule.

He roughly pulled it off and threw it out the window.

After that class, it was lunch break. All the other students rushed to the cafeteria to eat. The desk clerk immediately wiped away tears and went downstairs to look for her. I was very worried about her, so I followed her secretly, and then looked at her.

While she was crying, she was crawling around in the bushes and grass downstairs to look for it. She couldn't find the hair accessory, but she had no intention of giving up and going to have lunch.

But I unexpectedly found the hair accessory at the back.

I didn't know how to approach her at the time. If I approached her rashly and asked for help, would she think I was interested in her? But if she didn't go to lunch, she would definitely be hungry in the afternoon. So I thought about going to the school snack shop.

I bought some more sausage-stuffed buns from the store for lunch, and then pretended to be upset and said I couldn't eat the sausage buns, so that I could forcefully force the sausage buns on her.

Then on the way to the canteen, I saw the hair accessory. It was in the cleaning cart pushed by the workers responsible for cleaning the campus, placed with other leaf garbage. I told the worker that the hair accessory was lost by a classmate.

Yes, the other party had no doubts and returned it.

After getting it, I hurried to the front desk. She was still lying on the grass looking for hair accessories in disgrace. Her white student uniform was stained with mud. Is that hair accessory that important? If it is that important, put it away properly.

Ah. And the fact that she hasn't found it after searching for so long means that she definitely can't find it. I really don't know if she is just out of ideas or because she has a hard time with herself.

I really couldn't stand it, and hesitated a little, then I called her name. She didn't seem to hear, so I looked furtively to see if any other classmates were passing by, and then I patted her shoulder gently. She didn't seem to hear her.

In response, I had to increase my efforts to shoot.

When she finally turned around, I returned the hair accessory to her. At this time, she was stunned and was down for a long time. After taking the hair accessory, she squatted on the grass and lowered her head, completely unable to see what she was.

His expression. I don’t know if he smiled happily.

I was about to persuade her to go to the cafeteria for lunch, but suddenly my stomach rang, and an idea came to me - can I ask her to go to the school cafeteria with me for lunch? I didn't go to the school cafeteria for some reason.

What a coincidence!

"That, Ruan Wenzhu..."

"……Um?"

"You haven't had lunch yet?"

"Um……"

"It just so happened that I didn't have lunch either, so, uh..." After I said it, I felt bad, really bad. Just now I just thought it was a good opportunity, but when I think about it carefully, this is an invitation to dinner. Normally for boys

Will I sit down to eat with a girl? Will she think I'm interested in her?

I'm stuck.

The person at the front desk slowly raised his face, looked at me quietly for a while, and suddenly read my name, "Li Duo."

"Um?"

"It just so happens that I haven't had lunch either. Do you want to have a meal together?" she asked.

I agreed almost reflexively, "Okay, okay..."

She squatted on the grass and smiled, then raised her hand and stretched it towards me.

——

...seems like I had a dream from the past.

A familiar female voice came faintly to my ears, and someone was humming.

It is a very warm melody that is reminiscent of sunlight passing through the branches and leaves of trees, projecting large swaying spots of light on the grass.

I slowly woke up to this melody.

When I woke up again, the first thing I saw was the tile-blue sky and white clouds approaching night, as well as the branches and leaves peeking in from the edge of my field of vision. I also smelled the smell of soil and grass.

My whole body was cold and damp, and it was obvious that my clothes and pants had absorbed enough moisture.

Am I... not dead?

In the deadly battle with the old bones, my heart was damaged, so it stands to reason that I am powerless to recover.

Why……

Also, who pulled me out of the lake? Was it a passerby who saw me falling into the lake and thought someone was committing suicide by jumping into the lake, so he contacted the rescuers?

At this moment, the humming sound disappeared, and a familiar voice came again, "You finally woke up."

The face of the blue bird peeked in from the edge of the field of vision.

"How are you, are you still awake?" She held out three fingers, "What is this?"

"Three." I felt a little uncomfortable in my throat, "Where is this?"

"The woods near the lake. No one would pass by here."

"Why are you here?"

"This is my line, why did you run away suddenly?" She breathed a deep sigh of relief, then complained, "I am your supervisor, and if you run away, the responsibility falls on me.

Do you know?"

"I'm sorry." I apologized honestly and asked, "But how did you know I was in Wumingshan?"

"Xiaocao told me."

"Who is Xiaocao?"

"That's the psychoanalyst I told you about before," she said. "She came to me in a panic and said that you had confronted a perverted murderer and saved yourself. After I heard that, I immediately

I rushed over, but saw blood stains on the road again, and then Xiaocao called me and said that I witnessed you throwing yourself into the lake at the lakeside..."

"You rushed here from Liucheng so quickly?" I asked curiously while processing the information in her words.

It turns out that the young woman with a ponytail whom I rescued before was actually a psychoanalyst from the Security Bureau?

Jiu Gu has a bad habit of attacking relevant personnel of the Security Bureau and their families. In this case, we can understand why he attacked that "little grass".

But why did the latter appear in Wuming Mountain?

"Ah, no, I was in Wuming Mountain before, um..." She sorted out her words a little, "That's it, I first noticed that you were missing, but I didn't know where you went, so I asked Xiaocao, she

Tell me that you most likely went to Wuming Mountain. Then we split up to look for you here in Wuming Mountain. Then she bumped into the old bone hiding in Wuming Mountain and was attacked by the old bone, and then you rescued her..."

"I see..." I said, "But why does the psychoanalyst accompany you to the mountains to find me? Isn't this her job?"

"She seemed to have something to ask you for, so she came with me." She replied.

What problem could a psychoanalyst from the Security Bureau have with me? I was confused.

At the same time, there is another thing that puzzles me, and this is the most important thing.
To be continued...