Meeting A Demonic Cultivator, Even God Cries

"cold."

"It's cold."

On the dimly-pressed single bed, the man, no, it should be exactly a boy, with a frown on his frown, and his chapped lips slightly drawn, like slang.

Between half a dream and half awake, Gu Xizhou struggled to get up, but his body didn't have any strength, his consciousness seemed to stick together, and his body seemed to be pressed with invisible heavy objects, making him unable to move.

About a minute later, Gu Xizhou finally accumulated a bit of strength and opened his eyes forcibly.

Although his vision was blurred, Gu Xizhou could tell that it was Moonlight that fell on him.

Tick.

Tick.

The sound of water drops.

There are warm water droplets flowing on the body, the familiar and warm and moist touch, but relative, he feels his body is cold, so cold ...

Gu Xizhou barely saw the situation around him. The forced room was small. In addition to him, there were three figures.

pain.

It hurts.

My neck hurts.

Gu Xizhou struggled, exhausted his whole body strength, and finally waved his right hand. He slowly raised his hand and pressed it on his neck. The warm and moist touch came from his fingertips, and the smell of blood in the air was smelling between his nose and wings. sweet.

It turned out that he was not water, but blood.

Gu Xizhou sat up slowly grabbing the railing of the bed. As far as he could see, he saw six desks arranged under the bed. The desk was filled with various reference exercise sets, and there was an open workbook on the table.

This is a normal to normal school dormitory.

While Gu Xizhou was staggering and bewildered, he squeezed his neck tightly with his hands, and when he looked back, he saw his bed full of blood, blood permeating the bed, and scarlet.

He is back?

This……

He is back.

Suffering from the pain, Gu Xizhou carefully studied the pattern on the wall. On the wall against the scarlet bed, a complicated pattern was drawn with blood. As a magic repair, Gu Xizhou recognized it at a glance as a sacrifice to himself. Matrix formation.

and many more.

Was he recruited? !!

Gu Xizhou's mouth twitched in the moonlight in an inaudible way. Before he crossed, how could he be a Miyoshi citizen who adhered to the law and insisted on maintaining the core values ​​of socialism. How did he go to a different world and come back, he would become apologetic. Is it a ghost? !!

After Gu Xizhou held the desk for two steps, his gaze swept away. He saw himself in the mirror and took a breath.

The short black hair was softly attached to the sides of the ears, red, no ... white pajamas, childishness between the eyebrows ...

The next second, Gu Xizhou noticed the flesh turning out of his neck, and the blood drew the white pajamas on his neck along the wound on the neck. Only the corners of the clothes could see some white.

No, no, he has to stop bleeding first.

Gu Xizhou rummaged in the dormitory, because Gu Xizhou was worried that the roommate who was sleeping in the dormitory would find it, so the rummaging movement was not great. In case he wakes up the roommates, how would he explain the blood in this bed and his neck? Wound?

There was no sound of silence, and Gu Xizhou was worried that his movements would make people in his bedroom discover that, except for the two empty beds, the other three were sleeping like dead pigs, and he didn't hear anything.

After stopping the bleeding, Gu Xizhou suddenly thought of something, turned around and looked in bed for a long time, but in the end he died without any problems.

No, why is there no knife?

Gu Xizhou touched the wound on the neck. The shape must have been cut by a sharp blade, but there was no knife on the bed. Can the child hide the knife after he said to himself?

After rummaging under the bed, Gu Xizhou still could not find the knife.

Without any clue, Gu Xizhou was fortunate not to think about it, but he sat next to the bed and suddenly had a hard time.

He could just throw those paper towels in the toilet to destroy the corpse, but where is the pile of things on the bed, where can he throw them, and the matrix pattern on this wall, any ordinary person will think that it is not a good thing.

Gu Xizhou took two steps backwards, sat on the edge of the bed with no energy, grabbed a hand against the void, but caught nothing.

Finding himself back in the modern world, Gu Xizhou calmed down after surprise and misunderstanding. After all, he was dressed in a different world, and he still did a magic repair in a short time. The only thing that made him uncomfortable was his There is a weird number in the sight-00:00:01

what is this?

No memory, this boy's memory, he did not see at all.

Is it because the sacrificed soul died so fast that he didn't receive even a little memory?

This body was really too weak, relying on the wall, he barely could support his body. At this moment, Gu Xizhou suddenly heard a voice.

"Help, help!"

Gu Xizhou subconsciously searched for the source of the sound. He stood up and almost fell unstable and fell to the ground, but soon he determined the source of the sound. It was the boy on the upper floor who was talking in a dream.

"No, don't ... not me ..."

Gu Xizhou glanced at the child on the bunk and shook his head.

The child didn't know what was dreaming, and even cried in the dream. Gu Xizhou saw the tears in the corners of the boys on the upper floor, which felt a bit interesting.

Gu Xizhou trembled and sat back to his bed again, and with a single thought, everything he saw was strange and familiar.

He, Gu Xizhou, came back.

Gu Xizhou frowned and glanced at his blood-stained bed. He just wanted to lie down and suddenly heard a whisper in his ear.

"I, I don't want to die ... let me go ..."

Fear. This will only happen when people are extremely scared. Gu Xizhou looked for the source of the sound and looked at it. It was the roommate on the bed opposite who was talking in a dream.

"Really ..." Gu Xizhou staggered for a moment, shook his head helplessly, then changed the quilt in a different direction and covered it. He was cold and sleepy, and could not care about the blood on the quilt. He just wanted to sleep, as for the bed Blood ... No matter, let him sleep first.

What to say tomorrow.

...

The temperature-free light fell diagonally on the ground, Gu Xizhou frowned slightly, opened his eyes, the sunlight was a bit dazzling, and he fell asleep for a while, sitting up on the bed and stretching his muscles.

When Gu Xizhou saw such sunlight, he suddenly rubbed his forehead with headache. The blood on the bed in the sunlight was more dazzling than last night. After one night, it turned red and black.

If the roomowner's roommate asks, what should he explain?

Gu Xizhou was in a mess, trying to hide the bedding in the laundry tub on the balcony while his roommate was still awake, but soon Gu Xizhou found that his worry was superfluous.

In the bedroom, quietly, no one except him.

Except for the two beds in the air, the other three beds were already empty at this time.

The roommates are gone.

Gu Xizhou stumbled. The other three roommates seemed to have risen long ago. The quilt on the bed was neatly folded. Even the schoolbag on the bench was gone.

Go to class?

No, even if I go to class and see my roommate's bed full of blood, it's impossible to leave without waking up the roommate, right?

Anyone who gets up early in the morning and sees this bed will scream.

Gu Xizhou rubbed his temples, quickly put down the matter, but turned to look at the desk.

One of the workbooks on one of the desks was spread out on the tabletop as it was last night. Gu Xizhou rubbed his neck, picked up the workbook with one hand, and glanced at-10 classes in the senior year, Gu Ran.

It should be his workbook.

It seems that he is lucky, at least the last name has not changed.

"Not quite right." Gu Xizhou frowned, he took two steps forward, facing the mirror in the bedroom last night.

Suddenly he noticed that the wound that had been four centimeters in length yesterday had completely healed, leaving no trace of scar.

Gu Xizhou stunned and confirmed again that the wound that had been scratched last night in the mirror was indeed gone. The touch of the hand touched the soft skin of the neck, there was no pain, only the touch of ordinary skin.

It's really good.

Gu Xizhou looked at the 17-year-old or eight-year-old child in the mirror strangely, and always felt weird inside. Just then, a voice interrupted his thoughts.

"Hurry up, only ten minutes to half past seven. Today is early morning self-study in English. Hurry up!"

"Know, wait, I'll leave with a milk!"

"I can't wait for you, it's annoying!"

"Okay, okay, I'll pack up and go!"

Gu Xizhou frowned, suddenly thinking of the information in the assignment book just now. He is also a junior in high school now. It took Gumin Zhou to change his clothes for two minutes, and ran away with his schoolbag on his back.

Gu Xizhou didn't run into the rampage directly, but followed two boys who walked out of the dormitory building about the same time as him, bypassing a bend, and Gu Xizhou saw the old three-story school building with white square tiles on the outside. In some places, the next two pieces are dropped.

The two boys walked on the front feet, and he was on the heels.

"what--"

The harsh screams caused him to turn his head subconsciously, the girl behind him ponytailed, and shivered his fingers into the air—

"Dang!"

Gu Xizhou heard a loud noise ringing in his ears, and something caught on his face.

Huh!

Gu Xizhou's brows frowned, but he was still calm. Right in front of him were three corpses with dim flesh. His heart jumped tightly. Take a closer look. The dead three were holding hands, warm. Blood ran down the ground along the skin's blood vessels, and a splash of blood was just on his face.

"They, they just stood there, holding hands, and jumped down ... wow ... I, I don't want to die, please, let me go back, let me go back ..." The girl screaming behind him witnessed a trio of hands jumping from the building and collapsed to the ground.

"Don't be afraid, Xiaolian. It's okay." A girl with a round face took out a paper towel from her bag and handed it to Xiaolian. If it wasn't for the girl's hands shaking, Gu Xizhou would still believe the girl.

Gu Xizhou looked back at the top of the three-story teaching building, which was about ten meters high. Even if he was on the ground, he shouldn't fall ... so miserably.

"What's going on?" Gu Xizhou frowned and was about to check the situation, and suddenly several teachers rushed over.

"Everyone goes back to class." The chubby man held the ruler and drove out the students who were watching. Many of them were obviously frightened. They didn't respond until someone in the group pulled them.

"It's her, it's her who came to us, it's her who came to us!" Just then, a girl with dyed hair suddenly said to those around her like crazy.

One of the female teachers who had just arrived suddenly rushed over and slapped her on the girl's face, saying angrily, "You shut up! The three of them committed suicide just because the pressure of the senior three was too high to bear such pressure. of!"

"No, it's her, it's her ..."

The girl didn't care about the slapping slapping, and she covered her face with her hands, and seemed to lose all her strength in an instant.

The female teacher was obviously very upset. She just wanted to scold the girl and suddenly heard a clear male voice ringing in her ear.

"Mr. Wang, Ms. Lin must have witnessed this ... Scared, I will send her to the infirmary first." The black and white uniform of the mast can't hide the boy's special clean temperament at all.

The female teacher named Wang glanced at the boy, and then looked at the three corpses that had been covered by the cloth, and nodded to the boy, "Then you are troubled, you can send her first."

"Why are you still standing here? Don't get out and go to the morning for self-study!" The man yelled at Gu Xizhou. Gu Xizhou glanced at him, his lips moved, and he finally entered the teaching building without saying anything.

Grade 10 in class 3.

As soon as Gu Xizhou went in, he heard that the entire class of students stood together in small whispers to discuss what had just happened, and at the end of the class there was a small group of about ten people, men and women whispering.

At this moment, the English teacher came in with a book, Gu Xizhou looked up, and turned out to be the female teacher named Wang who had just seen downstairs. She came in with a face and saw that the student was not sitting on her own. On the seat, shoot the book **** the podium!

"Sit back!" She scowled frowningly, and the person who was still talking just spread out to sit in her place.

Gu Xizhou: ...

Gu Xizhou, who didn't know where his seat was, took a spot and sat down. The teacher on the podium didn't seem to notice this detail. Maybe she didn't know the student's seat too much, just let everyone open the fifth unit and follow the recorder to review it.

Gu Xizhou sat in this position for a few minutes, and he found that the students around him did not question him, and didn't even give him a look.

Strange, was he so lucky that he was seated in his own seat?

He didn't know that two boys behind him were looking at him in a terrified expression.

The short-haired boy trembled and pulled his hand next to him, talking softly with a voice that only two people could hear.

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