I'm not sick! So do my other personalities!

Liang Xiaodie paused for a moment, but quickly recovered, and the smile on her face suddenly became even crazier.

The next moment, the utility knife in her hand sank hard and she slit her throat!

puff!

Warm blood shot out, like a bloody mandala blooming from his throat, and in a blink of an eye, it splashed onto most of the surrounding tables and chairs.

However, what was different from before was that Zhou Zhen's body showed no reaction at this moment.

His throat was intact and there was no sign of any injuries.

At the same moment, a long, narrow and neat wound suddenly appeared on Liang Xiaodie's throat on the screen of his mobile phone, which was exactly the same as Liang Xiaodie sitting in the last row of seats in the classroom.

Zhou Zhen held up his mobile phone, keeping the screen facing Liang Xiaodie, and walked towards Liang Xiaodie step by step.

In the photo of Liang Xiaodie on the screen of the mobile phone, the blood was gurgling from the wound, soaking his clothes in a blink of an eye, bearing the harm for him!

Liang Xiaodie, who was sitting in the last row of the classroom, seemed completely unaware of this, and then cut the artery in her left wrist with another knife.

Blood flowed like a gush, splashing all around, dripping onto the ground, which was shocking to see.

On the screen of Liang Xiaodie's mobile phone, a deep cut appeared simultaneously on her left wrist, and blood rushed out.

Zhou Zhen showed no reaction at all, and took another step closer to Liang Xiaodie.

Liang Xiaodie stared at Zhou Zhen without blinking, and swung the third knife, directly stabbing her left eye!

The sharp utility knife penetrated the eyeball, and the water-like liquid mixed with blood flowed down the cheek, dripping from the chin onto the rainbow-colored knitted round-neck top. Half of Liang Xiaodie's cheek was soaked in blood.

This scene looks particularly scary.

There was nothing wrong with Zhou Zhen's eyes. On the screen of Liang Xiaodie's cell phone, blood immediately appeared in his left eye.

Liang Xiaodie then stabbed her neck with the knife. The tip of the knife penetrated deeply into the flesh and blood, and then slashed hard down the body.

Hiss!

The sound of the utility knife cutting flesh was horrifying, and it was particularly clear in the quiet classroom. The sharp blade cut open her skin from her neck to her hip bones, including her clothes.

The blood kept pouring out, wetting the clothes, flowing all over the chair, and finally gathered into a tiny pool of blood on the floor tiles under the chair.

At this moment, the desk in front of Liang Xiaodie was covered with blood, and her textbooks, stationery, and notebooks were stained with blood...

Seeing himself watching this scene calmly, Zhou Zhen took another step, and the distance between him and Liang Xiaodie became a little closer.

His body was not injured in any way, but Liang Xiaodie on the screen of his mobile phone had exactly the same wounds. At this moment, he was covered in blood, his clothes were torn, and he was in a miserable state.

Liang Xiaodie seemed to be unconscious and took out the knife again, and her movements were getting faster and faster!

Swish, brush, brush...

Puff puff puff...

The utility knife was like a silver-white butterfly, constantly flying up and down in her slender wrist. Soon, she was stabbed with scars and bruises all over her body. However, when the sweet smell filled the air, Liang Xiaodie's face , but his expression was filled with enjoyment and happiness.

Zhou Zhen was fine. Liang Xiaodie in the photo on his mobile phone had exactly the same scars as Liang Xiaodie's movements in front of him. In the blink of an eye, he had become a bloody man.

Finally, Zhou Zhen came to Liang Xiaodie's desk.

At this time, Liang Xiaodie slumped on the chair, her hands hanging down weakly, and the blood-stained utility knife fell into a pool of blood under the opponent's seat.

Her face was filled with an unfinished look, and she was staring straight at Zhou Zhen, as if she wanted to continue to harm herself, but the excessive blood loss left her with no strength to continue.

Zhou Zhen saw himself bending down and picking up the other party's utility knife. His hand was sticky and a little warm. His expression was calm, as if the scene in front of him was extremely ordinary and there was nothing worthy of emotional fluctuations. His voice was calm. Said: "Classmate Liang, I want to ask you to do something."

"Go and pretend to be friends with Classmate Ji..."

Liang Xiaodie still looked straight at Zhou Zhen, her voice was stiff and slow: "You will die if you find out...my...secret...!"

brush!

Zhou Zhen saw himself holding the utility knife stained with blood and swiping hard at Liang Xiaodie on the screen of his mobile phone!

puff……

In the photo, Liang Xiaodie has a scar across the middle of her body.

At the same time, Liang Xiaodie, who was slumped in a chair, had a deep scratch on the same position on her body. The wound seemed to cut her whole body in two, and more blood swarmed out. , gurgling along the chair surface.

"Ahhhhh..."

Liang Xiaodie suddenly let out a burst of uncontrollable screams. The screams were high-pitched and could not hear any pain. Instead, they were full of pleasure, enjoyment, and uncontrollable...

Zhou Zhen's tone did not change at all, as if he had done nothing. He continued to say in a gentle voice: "Classmate Liang, please think about it again."

"As long as I send this photo out now, the whole class and the teacher will know your secret."

"If you don't want your secret to be exposed, just listen to me."

Hearing this, Liang Xiaodie showed a crazy and sick smile on her face. She looked at Zhou Zhen and finally changed her words: "One more... one more... one knife..."

Zhou Zhen did not make a move, but put away the sharp utility knife: "You agree first!"

"..."

"..."

"Answer...promise...quickly...quickly cut me..."

...The memory was interrupted here, and the surrounding scene collapsed again into dense numbers, graphics, formulas, and theorems... When it became clear again, Zhou Zhen had returned to the classroom. Under the bright lights, the students were all sitting in their classrooms. I sat in my seat and took notes.

The math teacher stood in front of the blackboard, writing complex characters quickly one after another while explaining the knowledge points loudly.

Zhou Zhen's chest rose and fell, he took a slow and deep breath, and quickly sorted out the memories he had just obtained...

Ji Xuexun is surrounded by many girls, and Liang Xiaodie is one of them!

However, according to the memory he just obtained, this Liang Xiaodie was not Ji Xuexun's friend at all in the beginning, let alone Ji Xuexun's follower!

This is the plan he once laid!

In addition, this new memory must be after the memory of him using Ji Xuexun to deal with Chu Jingyan.

In this new memory, the mobile phone he used was the mobile phone used by Chu Jingyan to take secret photos.

In the memory, Liang Xiaodie can synchronize the damage to the opponent through self-mutilation.

But there were photos of Liang Xiaodie in Chu Jingyan’s phone, and the photos helped him resist Liang Xiaodie’s [Damage Synchronization]!

In his memory, he dared to approach Liang Xiaodie so boldly, which meant that he had already investigated all the basic information about Liang Xiaodie!

Thinking of this, Zhou Zhen immediately understood that as long as he found an opportunity to communicate with Liang Xiaodie alone, he should be able to get certain clues.

However, this little memory is not enough!

Now even if Liang Xiaodie helps him openly and even fights for him, it is impossible to deal with Ji Xuexun!

Various thoughts flashed rapidly in his mind. Zhou Zhen suddenly turned to look at Zhang Yonghao beside him and said in a very low voice: "Brother Hao, lend me your notes!"

Zhang Yonghao lowered his head, not daring to look at him, but he silently stopped taking notes quickly and pushed the open notebook in front of him towards him.

When Zhou Zhen got Zhang Yonghao's notebook, the handwriting on it immediately changed, and the "digital energy" in his body immediately began to recover.

Soon, the handwriting on the notebook and the name on the cover completely became Zhou Zhen's, and his "digital energy" also recovered a lot.

Zhou Zhen looked at the textbook in front of him again. The memory just now consumed a lot of his "digital energy". Although he has recovered a lot through Zhang Yonghao's notebook, Zhang Yonghao only has the "second step", the notes of one class. Unable to fully restore his energy.

Therefore, with his current "digital energy", he can look at the memory twice more at most.

Thinking like this, Zhou Zhen turned to the next page of the textbook.

Densely packed characters appeared in front of him again in numerous and vague shapes. With the rapid consumption of "digital energy", the torrent of numbers, symbols, formulas... roared in, swallowing him up in the blink of an eye.

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In the familiar teaching building and the dark corridor, the surroundings were extremely quiet, like the silence before the storm.

Zhou Zhen saw himself standing at the door of a classroom, motionless, as if waiting for something.

Suddenly, the classroom door opened silently, and a strange and twisted figure crawled out from above the door.

The figure's torso is slender and graceful, with long curly hair hanging down, and her face cannot be seen. Her back is pressed against the ceiling, her limbs are reversed, and the insteps of her bare feet are arched high. Against physiology and physics, she is firmly grasping the ceiling. on, crawling out of the classroom like a spider.

Zhou Zhen immediately recognized the identity of the other party. This was Feng Wenwen. Like Liang Xiaodie, she was also one of Ji Xuexun's followers.

At this time, when Feng Wenwen saw Zhou Zhen, she immediately accelerated her speed, rushed to the ceiling above his head, and suddenly hung upside down. Her thick hair fell directly in front of Zhou Zhen like algae, and a piece of messy hair was exposed in the gap. Zhang Xiaoqiao's pale face and blood-red eyes looked straight at Zhou Zhen.

In the blink of an eye, dense blood-colored eyes appeared on her face, all staring at Zhou Zhen.

The corridor was as quiet as death. The strange-looking Feng Wenwen's feet were still firmly on the ceiling, as if they were stuck. Her body was hanging upside down, with her head down and feet up, almost touching her surroundings. Zhou Zhen looked at Zhou Zhen with blood-colored eyes on his face.

Zhou Zhen saw himself standing motionless with his hands in his pockets, looking at her calmly.

The flower tree at the end of the corridor was swaying in the night wind. Time passed by and the two sides were in a stalemate for an unknown length of time. Feng Wenwen suddenly blinked her eyes, as if she suddenly realized that Zhou Zhen was not food, and the blood-red eyes on her face disappeared like the ebbing tide. Go away, leaving only the original pair of normal eyes.

Then the whole body slowly rose towards the ceiling, and the thick hair brushed away on Zhou Zhen's cheek. Feng Wenwen returned to the posture with her back pressed against the ceiling, her limbs twisted and grabbing the roof, moving quickly like a spider, very fast Almost disappeared down the corridor.

As soon as she left, Zhou Zhen immediately turned around and quickly entered the classroom she just came out of.

The classroom has the same scene, blackboard, podium, tables and chairs, slogans... It is empty at the moment, not a single person.

Under one of the empty seats, a pair of very gorgeous silver high-heeled shoes was neatly placed.

The pair of high heels were made of tiny rhinestones and looked brilliant. There was an exaggerated and gorgeous bow on the heel, and there were laces inlaid with large rhinestones at the ankles. The heels were very high, at least 9cm by visual inspection. You could imagine the girl After wearing it, it looks swaying when walking.

The high heels were very new, as if they had never been worn.

Feng Wenwen was barefoot when she left the classroom just now. She didn't wear shoes. These shoes should be hers!

Zhou Zhen saw himself walking over with a clear purpose, picked up the pair of silver high heels, and quickly left the classroom.

※※※

...The memory ended, and Zhou Zhen's consciousness returned to the classroom.

Most of this memory was consumed in the process of him and Feng Wenwen looking at each other, and he was unable to see any more scenes.

Thinking of this, he immediately turned his head and looked at Feng Wenwen diagonally behind him.

Feng Wenwen is listening to the class carefully at the moment. She is tall and thin, with very fair skin. Her long curly hair is braided into a fluffy scorpion braid with the ends hanging behind her back. She is wearing a pink hair tie and a white round-neck T-shirt. The light pink long-sleeved sports coat and light pink sports skirt look fresh, smart and energetic.

Zhou Zhen stared at her, and Feng Wenwen's information immediately emerged in his mind: Feng Wenwen, with poor grades, is one of Ji Xuexun's followers, likes to play pranks on timid people, and values ​​his birthday gifts very much...

birthday present……

Zhou Zhen's eyes moved down and quickly looked at Feng Wenwen's legs. Feng Wenwen was sitting very upright on her seat. Under the soft hem of her skirt, there was a pair of bare feet. A pair of gorgeous silver high heels were placed beside her, but they seemed Reluctant to wear it.

This is exactly the pair of shoes he took away in that memory just now!

Zhou Zhen immediately understood that the pair of silver high heels should be Feng Wenwen's birthday gift. He didn't know who gave it to him, but it was obvious that Feng Wenwen attached great importance to it and was reluctant to even wear it!

In the memory just now, he took away the other party's birthday gift. There were only two possibilities...

First, he has to deal with Feng Wenwen;

Second, like Liang Xiaodie, he wants to use the other party to deal with Ji Xuexun together!

Without Liang Xiaodie's memory, he would definitely be more inclined to the first possibility, but after looking at Liang Xiaodie's memory just now... the second possibility is even greater!

Liang Xiaodie is Ji Xuexun's follower, and Feng Wenwen is also Ji Xuexun's follower...

this……

Could it be that the girls who surrounded Ji Xuexun all day long and were willing to be green leaves were arranged by him himself?

It seems that Ji Xuexun has a large group of followers who flock to him and obey his every word, but in fact, are all his followers?