Encounter

This is after the incident last time, Xia Yuming was strangled again. People from the Bian family seemed to have a soft spot for using physical means to suffocate people, and they used similar methods every time.

He groped for his neck, and the rough texture came from his hands, as if what was strangling his neck was a hemp rope.

Xia Yuming stepped on the wall behind him, using his hands to try to remove the rope that was strangling his neck.Unexpectedly, after struggling a few times, the rope suddenly loosened and he pulled it down.

The external force on the neck suddenly disappeared, and Xia Yuming couldn't pull it out in time, so he rushed forward and fell to the ground.

At the same time, there was a loud sound behind him, as if something had landed on the ground.

Xia Yuming didn't have time to look back, he ran forward instinctively, before he could step forward, his neck tightened, someone grabbed him from behind and dragged him backward.

Behind it is the railing of the terrace. If it is next to the railing, even if it struggles to open it, there is a danger of falling if it is not careful. It cannot go any further.

Xia Yuming tried to attack the opponent with his elbows backwards, but the person was very strong, just when he touched the person, he was held by the person and twisted, clicked, and there was a sharp pain, and he could no longer use his strength.

Opening his mouth, he was about to scream, but his throat was choked, and he couldn't make a loud sound, only a hoarse and painful low cry leaked out.

The pain of suffocation made Xia Yuming unable to think anymore, but the opponent was so powerful that struggling was useless, he could only let himself be dragged back and finally pressed against the railing.

The people behind him drew back and came in front of Xia Yuming. Suddenly, the face of his roommate Wang Xian appeared in his already blurred vision.

Wang Xian was wearing gray clothes, his long hair was disheveled, and he stared at him with a hideous and distorted face.

"Xia Yuming, it's better to die after listening to your uncle's words."

Another strange middle-aged male voice came out of Wang Xian's mouth, "It's good for you, a little vampire, to be born and raised by our family. You won't give anything. How can there be such a good thing in the world."

"The flesh and blood we gave you, it's not too much to ask you to return it to us now!"

As Wang Xian said, he pushed Xia Yuming down with force.

At this moment, one of the closed iron doors suddenly opened, Wang Xian's heart tightened, and when he turned his head, he saw a gust of wind blowing up, and there was another person in front of him quickly pulling Xia Yuming, and that person was Shen Mo.

Wang Xian looked at Shen Mo anxiously, and giggled sharply, "Don't you want to kill him, you clearly know..."

"You actually want to kill someone?"

A thick voice sounded from behind, and Wang Xian froze all over. Then he turned his head and saw an old teacher with gray hair standing behind him, full of momentum.

"No, I... yes, it's not good for people!" Wang Xian's complexion changed, and he pointed at Shen Mo and Xia Yuming, "These two are disgusting homosexuals..."

"You yourself too, didn't you discuss it with me?"

Wang Xian was stunned for an instant, and stood there stiffly, not speaking again.On the other side, Shen Mo had already rescued Xia Yuming.

"Are you okay?" Shen Mo asked while hugging Xia Yuming.

"Cough cough cough..."

Xia Yuming opened his mouth and coughed a series of times, unable to speak at all.

Wang Xian, who was on the side, looked here and there, and suddenly cried out, dancing with hands and feet, like a lunatic.

"What's wrong with this kid."

The teacher standing on the side looked at him dumbfounded, probably because there was too much commotion, the iron doors of the office opened one after another, and a few teachers walked out scatteredly inside.

"Are you stimulated??"

"Yeah, this mental state doesn't seem normal."

"Hurry up and call an ambulance, and contact his parents."

"Okay, I'm going to make a call right now."

The incident ended with Wang being sent to a psychiatric hospital for treatment.

That night, Xia Yuming sent Zhu Bo the situation, and Zhu Bo replied that he would deal with it, and there was no further action.

From then on, Xia Yuming lived peacefully for two weeks without being disturbed by illusions, until one day, he saw a story of a gambler who killed his son and sold his daughter to a cult member named Bian in order to pay off his debts. news.

The content of the news was very curious and attracted a lot of attention on the Internet, but soon the relevant topics were deleted, as if someone was deliberately suppressing the popularity behind the scenes.

Xia Yuming intuitively felt that this had something to do with him, and wanted to know how the matter was handled, so he sent Zhu Bo a WeChat message.

The other party replied quickly, but the content of the reply made Xia Yuming's heart tighten. It said:

I once heard the seniors of the Shimen say that every generation of the Bian family kills one person, you can't be this person, right?Why does the Bian family want to kill you so much? Last time it was your uncle, but this time it is the Bian family again.It seems that they don't want to let people know.

Xia Yuming's heart was beating fast, but his face was very calm. He answered a few question marks.

Putting down the phone for two or three seconds, he picked up the phone again and called Zhu Bodao, can you tell me what you just said and what happened to me before?

It took Zhu Bo a while to reply: Have you often seen hallucinations recently?

Xia Yuming didn't reply right away, he was afraid that the other party would find that he had been watching WeChat on his phone.

Without waiting for his answer, Zhu Bo continued on his own: Illusion can indeed kill and manipulate people. This time, the one who made your roommate possessed to kill you is one of the best illusionists in the Bian family.

An illusionist of this level can easily kill a person by creating an environment casually.It's just that illusion killing has advantages and disadvantages, but anyone who dies because of illusion will leave obvious traces for people to notice.

You should be thankful that you are lucky. The illusionist didn't want others to know, so he didn't want to use illusion to kill you. He wanted to create the illusion that you committed suicide by jumping off the building.

When Zhu Bo said this, Xia Yuming suddenly understood the illusionist's whole plan.

That illusionist didn't want to use illusion to kill himself at all. The purpose of that person to let himself experience different hallucinations was two.

One is that because of hallucinations, he always behaves a little differently when he is with people.

This will make people around him start to doubt his mental state, and when the time comes, he will commit suicide suddenly, and it will not be unreasonable, because he has already started to "gossip".

In addition, experiencing these illusions will make you misjudge the other party, thinking that the other party wants to use illusions to kill you, so you will be defensive and afraid of these illusions.

Xia Yuming thought that the illusionist was probably trying to use this kind of mentality to lure him to the rooftop, and let the possessed Wang Xian push himself down the rooftop. At that time, it would not be considered as his death due to illusion. Naturally, no trace will be left.

And he didn't climb up to the rooftop due to various considerations, so Wang Xian who was on the rooftop had no choice but to climb down directly with a hemp rope hanging from his body, trying to push him downstairs.

As for why this method is used, it is probably to avoid monitoring.The school's surveillance camera can see the stairs and most of the corridors, but not the balcony.

This kind of thinking makes sense.

Xia Yuming smiled wryly, and after going around such a big circle, in the end, he just wanted to lead him to a high place and push him down to create the illusion of suicide, this illusionist really figured it out.

Xia Yuming suddenly felt that his tiresome life became more valuable for letting others go to such painstaking efforts to kill him.

Putting down the phone, leaning against the cold iron back of the dormitory, looking at the not-so-clean ceiling.

What a fucking life.

Fuck it.

The phone on the table beeped and vibrated.

Xia Yuming picked up the phone, and it was still a message from Zhu Bo, with a strange question on it:

You know the cafe opposite our school library, which is now a dessert shop, a few years ago, and there was a news that a schoolgirl was killed?

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