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Gao Yun's voice seemed to contain special power, and every word pierced Gao Ming's heart like a sharp knife.

"I promise to go back and replace you?"

Memories of death collided with each other in the execution room. Gao Ming died again and again, and then returned to the bus. It seemed to be related to a promise that could not be fulfilled no matter what.

His head hurt, Gao Ming could not stand upright, and the whirlpool of fate was always pulling him.

"At night ten years ago, the two worlds overlapped deep in the tunnel. You need to find a living person who has an intersection with everyone's destiny. He will stand in the world of the living and guide you out of the world of the dead." Gao Yun's eyes His eyes were no longer bright, his eyelids were covered with thick dust, and his pupils were cloudy: "I regard you all as my friends, but I didn't expect that you would have turned into monsters in the world of death. I listened to you. , personally put a whole truckload of evil spirits that polluted reality back into the world."

There is a lot of information in every word of Gao Yun, and Gao Ming's brain is running rapidly. The world of death that Gao Yun mentioned should be the shadow world discovered by the Investigation Bureau. The world shrouded in shadow erodes reality in various ways. Every student in Class 13 seems to be the seed of the shadow world scattered into reality. .

"Gao Yun, I have forgotten many things. If I promise to replace you, then I will definitely come to you after I finish my own affairs!" Gao Ming is already sure that Gao Yun is the No. 1 member of Class 13. 51 classmates, but until now he still has no impression of Gao Yun. This child seems to have been forgotten by everyone.

"Looking for me?" Gao Yun's eyes became numb, his school uniform began to fade, and then his body became a little blurry: "You will only go to me when you need me, like now .”

In the corridor, investigators were checking classrooms, but Gao Yun had no idea of ​​hiding.

"All the classmates in Class 13 have sent you messages. Some want you to come over, and some have warned you. I don't mean anything by saying this. I just want to tell you that people are very complicated and cannot be generalized." Gao Ming I can't remember anything that happened ten years ago. This feeling is very painful. Some things obviously happened but I can't remember them.

"You should not be considered human beings. You are now just a source of pollution sent by the world of death into reality. If you want to prevent the world of death from invading reality, then you must kill all of you and let those who should be dead die and those who should be alive. Just stay alive.”

Gao Yun said how to stop the cycle, but Gao Ming had a different view: "Why should we prevent the invasion of the world of death?"

His sudden soul question made Gao Yun forget what he was going to say next.

"I want to say what should this world be like? Is the path that fate has arranged for us really the only way?" Gao Ming stepped forward, grabbing Gao Yun's shoulders with both hands: "I will Try to change the status quo, but not in a predetermined way.”

The touch of Gao Ming's fingertips was strange. Gao Yun's body was like a wax figure melted in a high temperature environment. The color of his whole body came from that student ID card.

"I didn't expect you to have such an idea." Gao Yun shook his head: "You have also become a monster. You have all become monsters that pollute reality!"

"No one wants to be a monster. It's just because we can't change that we are forced to become monsters." Gao Ming wanted to ask what happened on the bus ten years ago, but Gao Yun's body began to melt faster.

The investigators seemed to sense something in the corridor, and they all ran towards the classroom of Class 13.

"It doesn't matter whether fate is right or wrong. I will live on in my own way. I will never go back to that dark tunnel this time." Gao Yun's eyes seemed to have been dripped with ink, and his pupils were dilated. , his expression was a little scary.

"what do you want to do?"

"This social practice class was given to me by you, and now I just give it back to you so that you can see your true self, look directly at your polluted heart, and recall the forgotten filth. Get over it." As Gao Yun spoke, the eyes of all the students in the classroom dimmed, and they scattered like pieces of a puzzle, and the blood on their bodies turned into thick blood mist and floated out of the classroom.

As footsteps approached, Gao Yun's body dissipated in the blood mist, and some memory fragments flowed into his student ID card.

Gao Ming picked up the fallen student ID card, and Gao Yun's complete color photo appeared on it, as well as Gao Yun's name.

"The person I was talking to just now was not Gao Yun's true form, but just a part of his consciousness hidden in Youliang's nightmare. Is he here just to wait for his classmates?" Gao Yun can confront Situ An and even gain the upper hand. It is definitely not a simple matter. Gao Ming is very suspicious that the other person's real name is not Gao Yun, but Gao Yun. This is a very strange intuition.

The classroom door was pushed open forcefully, and two investigators broke in. They looked at Gao Ming standing in the blood mist: "Raise your hands! Don't move!"

Gao Ming ignored the investigator's warning and allowed the blood mist to soak into his body. It's a pity that after the blood mist was injected into his heart, it was all swallowed up by the flesh and blood fairy.

"Gao Yun wants to let the students see his true appearance through the blood mist, and let everyone know that he is a pollutant put into reality by the shadow world, but my situation is quite special. Compared with ordinary pollution sources, having a flesh and blood fairy, My heart is filled with memories of death, and I want to kill my fate. I can be said to be a super source of pollution." The high-life maniac sucked the blood mist, but still could not stop the mist from spreading.

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"I don't know when I started to become extremely irritable and I often couldn't control myself."

"It's a strange feeling. Whenever I see knives, or even sharp objects, I will imagine the scene of them piercing flesh."

"My mother said I was sick. She didn't dare to tell my strict father. She was afraid that I would be hated by my father, so she took me to see many psychiatrists behind my father's back."

"Do you know who the first person I killed was?" Wang Jie stood in the blood mist, looking at Youde who was forced into the corner, and he gently slapped Youde's forehead with the blade of his sword.

"The first person who died was the doctor. He pried into my inner secrets and threatened me with it. When I was young, I didn't know what to do. The doctor finally told my father everything. Later, my father asked me to kill him with my own hands. Doctor."

Wang Jie laughed: "I am my father's child, and he said that I am also the child most like him."

A foul smell came from Youde's body and he became incontinent.

Youde himself did not expect that such a scene would appear in a normal social practice class.

The blood mist slowly penetrated into Wang Jie's body, and his breathing gradually became heavier. Something in his heart was awakened, and the faces of people who died tragically flashed in his mind: "When did I become like this? I remember I’m not sure, can you help me recall it?”