Death Wizard Diary

Chapter 153 Why Knock on the Door

Chapter 153 Why knock on the door?

"New guest?" Thor instantly thought of the evil spirit following him.

That evil spirit that no one has seen except him.

Even the tower owner didn't notice it, or did he find it and didn't want to take care of it?

Even if there are no evil spirits, leaving your body in this weird wizard tower is definitely not a wise move!

"Although I was kicked out, it was only caused by unconscious changes in my body. My body and my soul should still be the most compatible."

Sol stared at his body and planned to walk over and try again, but as soon as he lifted one foot, he suddenly put it down again.

"No, my current range of motion is a circle, but my body is on the circumference."

"If you look at it from my current perspective, my body is at the top of the circle, and I am at the bottom of the circle!"

"This picture is very familiar, very familiar!"

"Character of walking monsters?!"

Thor raised his hands in front of his eyes.

In the soul state, these hands have not been transformed by the witch body. They are human hands.

But what Thor didn't notice just now was that these human hands were not those of a fourteen-year-old boy.

These are adult hands.

"This is my hand from my previous life?"

Sol raised his head again and carefully observed the other furnishings in the room.

I finally determined that my current height was higher than when he was in his body.

This is the height of an adult.

"I am not Thor, this is my real soul. But to the body I am sitting on..."

"...is the monster?"

Sol's heart is like his body, floating and without any support.

"Because I'm not the real owner of this body? So I can't go back?"

Thinking of this, Thor's soul shuddered, but at the same time it made him sober.

"Now is not the time to be entangled, the most important thing is to go back as soon as possible." Sol smiled bitterly in his heart.

Instructor Katz said it right, the more you know, the more you will find unknown.

Sol put aside his messy thoughts and concentrated on analyzing the characteristics of the walking patterns of humans and monsters.

If it is a walking map of humans and monsters, or an erosion map, Saul, who has studied it for more than two years, has an idea.

He stood at the point farthest from his body, "Now, I am a monster, and I want to change back to a human."

He followed the edge of the circle little by little in a clockwise direction, learning the movements on the erosion diagram, step by step, and slowly approached his body.

Taking the first step, Sol felt something different.

It was just that the feeling was very vague, so he took the second step without thinking too much.

The third step, the fourth step...

This time he could feel that he was actually changing, as if his feet had been stuffed into a pair of shoes that didn't fit.

It was very uncomfortable at first, but I got used to it as I walked.

Maybe the shoes are stretched too much, or maybe the feet are used to the pain.

Change is a good thing.

Thor moved on.

However, he had just walked halfway when he suddenly saw a dark shadow coming out of the direction of the table in his peripheral vision.

Because he was focused on imitating the movements of the erosion map, Thor did not dare to move and kept walking at the original pace.

He understood that if he rashly broke the current immersive state, all his previous efforts would be in vain.

The black figure stood there stunned for a while, and then began to approach Thor's body.

Its speed is not fast, and it walks with a little hesitation.

Sol was anxious in his heart, but his steps were not messy.

As he walked and the angle changed, the image of the black shadow gradually became clearer.

Its facial features are blurred, with only a pair of eyes exposed.

Those eyes were red, looking at Sol's body with some curiosity.

It was this curiosity that brought it closer to Sol's body.

Thor's soul, worried and anxious, also approached his body.

The black shadow seemed to notice something was wrong, and it tentatively stretched out its hand towards Thor's body.

Thor was only two steps away from his body.

The black hand is still approaching.

Thor could only continue to take one step at his original speed. Even in his soul state, he could feel the hairs on his body, or the souls called hairs, exploding.

The shadow's hand got closer and closer, his fingertips passed through the messy hair, and he was about to touch Thor's forehead.

Finally, Thor took the last step and stood suddenly where his body was!

Human-monster conversion completed!

Erosion completed!

Thor instantly felt the weight of his body. He suddenly raised his head and looked in front of him.

In a daze, he saw a black hand retreating as if frightened, and finally disappeared into the air.

"It's the evil spirit from Hanging Hand Valley! It actually followed me back to the Wizard Tower."

But Thor clearly remembered that the tower owner said that there were no evil spirits in the wizard's tower, otherwise it would be too dangerous for the apprentices. And for Gorsa, the losses were also serious.

"I was the one who prejudged it. Maybe it is not an evil spirit."

His head started to hurt again, and Sol covered his forehead, "Xiaozao, didn't you find anything?"

Xiaozao made no movement.

"What on earth did I bring back from Drop Hand Valley?"

Sol stood up and wanted to take a note, but as soon as he straightened his back, he felt sleepy.

He moved his hands and feet, but his soul did not leave the body again, but his tiredness became more and more clear.

"It should be mental fatigue caused by the soul being away from the body for too long." Saul didn't want to study anymore. His soul had been tortured so much in the past two days. Now he can't even meditate and just wants to sleep.

He stood up holding on to the back of the chair and moved towards his bed.

The distance that was originally two or three meters turned out to be two to three hundred meters.

Finally he made it to the bed and was already asleep before his head landed on the pillow.

…

Hawke hasn't slept well since he knew it was his turn to clean the corridor tonight.

At four o'clock in a daze, I was awakened by the sudden light of a candle.

Sitting there in a daze for a few seconds, he pushed the boy next to him.

The boy didn't sleep well either, because it would be his turn tomorrow.

After being pushed awake, the boy did not complain and sat up silently.

"If I don't come back, remember to send the letter for me."

"……good."

Hawke carefully took out the wrinkled letter paper from his arms and handed it to the boy.

"I still have to get it back when I come back, don't lose it."

"knew."

Hawke then got up from the bed, got dressed and went out.

Originally, the job of cleaning the corridors was not so terrible, but recently it suddenly started to die again.

In just ten days, three servants had died.

It is said that the last time people died so frequently was more than two years ago.

Reporting it to the housekeeper was of no use. Every time the housekeeper said it had been solved, the person who deserved it still died.

So whoever is responsible for cleaning the second-level apprentice corridor now is prepared not to come back.

The same goes for Hawke.

When he pushed the cleaning cart and successfully completed the cleaning work on the eleventh floor, he cautiously stretched his head and looked towards the twelfth floor.

The candle lights before dawn were all dim, and the originally deep curved corridor seemed to be covered with a layer of gauze.

You seem to see clearly, but you seem to see nothing clearly.

Hawke took a deep breath and pushed the cart into the second level.

Hawke didn't encounter any abnormality until he approached the ramp of the opposite corridor, which made him somewhat excited.

Once he finished here, he only had one corridor left to complete.

He pushed the cart and took a general glance at the ground nearby.

There's no weird trash, no blood stains, and no bad smells.

"Maybe, I can run over directly."

But just as Hawke was about to push the cart past the penultimate room, he suddenly heard a knock on the door.

Hawke's movements froze.

He turned around and looked over cautiously.

The knock on the door came from the room to his right.