Unhuman Strange Records

He Yixi ended up taking the subway.

Captain Gu, who had been on vacation for five days, was on vacation again, and he had to take a vacation.

He Yixi stared at him as he entered the door, and told him not to run around and wait for him to come back at home.Gu Yi nodded, feeling a splitting headache, stroked his forehead and leaned back on the sofa.

At any rate, Gu Yi held back the shaking of his hands and passed the first traffic light, but before driving a few hundred meters, he stepped on the brake again and turned off the engine. He pointed to the middle of the road, then rubbed his head: "There is one lying there."

There was only a faint feeling of pain, but now it was as if someone had woken up, and Di jumped up in Gu Yi's head wantonly, almost shaking him to the ground.

With his appearance, he really couldn't drive anymore, so he had to walk back slowly. After walking not far, he once again regretted why he was not short-sighted. He was standing at the door of a shop on the side of the road, like a scarecrow. There is also a dead body.

Now he probably understood what the person named Chang Shan meant by "everywhere".

Gu Yi took out his mobile phone and called Guo Yuxiu, Guo Yuxiu's exclamation came from the mobile phone: "Captain Gu, why haven't you come yet, are you afraid that Zhong Ju will be furious?"

Gu Yi's head hurt even more from Guo Yuxiu's quarrel, and he said softly, "Look through the Changshan who came to report yesterday, his phone number and address, and send them all to me."

Guo Yuxiu was even more surprised: "What's the matter? Captain Gu, what did you find?"

Gu Yi couldn't help but have a headache that couldn't get worse, so he couldn't help blurting out: "Stop arguing..."

As soon as Guo Yuxiu heard this news, she was almost dying of illness, so she had no choice but to shut up honestly and follow the instruction of Yi Yi.

Although He Yixi was worried about Gu Yi, but after accepting the order, the work must be done. It is already past the rush hour, and the subway to the suburbs is much deserted. He Yixi has a seat anyway, and there is a person sitting opposite him. The young man, wearing a dark gray overcoat and wearing black-rimmed glasses, looked very refined, but he didn't know why he fell asleep while sitting on the subway early in the morning, and the bag in his arms was dangling on the ground. fall.

The aunt next to him glanced at him with a cloth bag, her face was not very good-looking, but she kindly helped him pull a bag, and pushed him: "Hey young man, your things are about to drop."

The young man's head was still hanging down, breathing evenly, he didn't even wake up, and he didn't respond, he slept soundly.

The aunt smacked her lips and shook her head: "Hey, how many days has it been since I haven't slept? How sleepy are these young people these days?"

The bag just picked up by the aunt began to dangle and fall again, so the aunt had to pat him on the shoulder again, this time the voice was louder, and almost the entire carriage could hear clearly: "Wake up, young man! We have arrived at the station!" !"

It was still the unresponsive quiet that gave back to the aunt's enthusiasm, and the aunt finally felt that something was wrong, and shook the boy: "What's going on, kid, don't be sick."

After she finished speaking, she immediately stood up and took a few steps to the side, and the eyes of the surroundings were all focused in an instant. He Yixi watched what happened in front of her face, frowned, and stood up as well, about to look at the young man. Walking forward, the young man suddenly dropped his head, and soon raised it again, his eyes opened instantly, and he looked at the aunt for a while with a little confusion when he woke up, adjusted his glasses, and hugged her again. Hug bag.

He Yixi stopped his movements and sat back quietly. Seeing the young man looking at the road map, he let out an exclamation and hurried to the car door.

Everything seems to be normal, just an ordinary citizen who has slept through the station.

But He Yixi was worried, he didn't know if he was thinking about Gu Yi or something else.

Then he quickly arrived at the station.

The customer's surname is Yang, a very rare surname. He lives in a community near the subway station. He is looking around at the gate of the community, probably waiting for him. I don't know why he yelled at him very firmly when he saw him approaching. : "Master! Master He!"

In response, the security guard poked his head out of the small room to watch the excitement.

Sister Yang didn't care about the strange sight of the security guard, and took He Yixi home in a hurry, with a look of anxiety on her face: "Master, take a quick look at my child, she hasn't woken up for two days, if this continues, she will have to die." Something happened."

It was Sister Yang who found He Yixi, and it was her daughter who had the accident. She went to bed normally two nights ago, but how did she know that she closed her eyes and fell asleep until this morning? There was nothing wrong with it, the old lady in the next bed took a look, and told her in a low voice that her daughter had lost her soul, and told her to find a master to summon her soul, if it was too late, she would run away!

Sister Yang was so frightened that she quickly contacted He Yixi.

Losing a soul is actually very common, but most of the souls only move around the body, and it is impossible to go too far. If you go out for thousands of miles overnight, that is Monkey King.

He Yixi only needs to let the naughty and mischievous soul return to his body by himself, even if the conjuration is completed, but when he saw Sister Yang's daughter, he frowned.

Her daughter's spirit isn't around, not even here.

Unless Sister Yang's daughter is endowed with supernatural powers, and the soul goes out shopping by itself, it means that the soul has been captured. Done, He Yixi bit her fingertips and pressed it between the little girl's eyebrows for a moment, wanting to see if there were any remaining memories in her body, but just when she met the girl, a huge sense of panic hit her face, He Yixi didn't know What happened, he wanted to withdraw his hand, but the mist in front of him quickly dissipated, and a classroom appeared in front of him, holding a pen in his hand, and he was writing something. He Yixi looked down and wrote three large characters, It is probably something that Gu Yi often writes: a self-criticism.

Looking down, it was densely written many times that I was wrong. He turned a few pages, and finally changed from "I was wrong" to "I'm sorry" at the end of the review.

After He Yixi finished writing, he put down his pen, stood up again, and walked out of the classroom at a leisurely pace. The teaching building is quite large, but there is no one at the moment, quiet and depressing, very scary, he slowly climbed upstairs , Seeing that he reached the rooftop, he didn't stop. He still walked to the edge of the rooftop in a leisurely manner, and even glanced down. Half of his feet were already in the air, but he finally realized that something was wrong. , These feet are wearing a pair of small brown leather shoes, which are not his feet.

He Yixi understood in an instant, and hurriedly shouted "Don't jump", but it was obviously useless. In the next second, his head fell to the ground, and he withdrew his hand suddenly, and the illusion in front of him suddenly dissipated.

Still at Sister Yang's house.

Sister Yang saw that He Yixi's face was pale, and her expression was not very beautiful. She raised her heart to her throat and asked, "Master, what's the matter?"

He Yixi struggled for a moment, and finally chose not to tell Sister Yang the truth: "Your daughter has lost her soul, I suggest sending her to the hospital for further observation."

Sister Yang looked disappointed, and sent He Yixi away bitterly.

There were obviously more people on the subway going to the city center. He Yixi couldn't find a seat, so he had to stand and think about Sister Yang's sleepless daughter.

The phantasm he saw at Sister Yang’s house earlier, the person inside was not himself, but Sister Yang’s daughter, and that place was not the eternal world, and according to the girl’s state of being unable to wake up, He Yixi speculated that it was probably in a dream. There is only one thing for sure-

That is, Sister Yang's daughter did not lose her soul, but her soul died in a dream.

The girl will never wake up.

He really couldn't bear to tell Sister Yang such words.

But there are very few cases where this kind of soul dies in sleep and never wakes up. After all, if ordinary people dream of jumping off a building in their sleep, they are mostly awakened, or they still have self-awareness. In this situation of the daughter, she is completely immersed in the boundless darkness, let alone remembering her own self.

He Yixi was so thoughtful, he missed Gu Yi again, the phone rang several times before Gu Yi picked it up, and said "Hello" with a faint breath, He Yixi immediately heard something was wrong, the background sound from Gu Yi was noisy, obviously Not at home.

There was a vague sound of announcing the station, and it turned out that Gu Yi was taking the bus.

He Yixi tightened his fingers on the phone and asked him, "Gu Yi, where have you been? Didn't I tell you not to go out?"

Gu Yi's voice was still flabbergasted: "The uncle just reported the case yesterday, and today the streets are full of dead bodies. This is really strange. I want to find out more about the situation from the person who reported the case. It will be fine. You don't have to." worry about me."

After Gu Yi finished speaking, he glanced at the stop sign. The bus stopped slowly. It was at his destination. He got off the bus while holding onto the pillars. On the bench at the station, Mr. A, an ignorant citizen next to him, was sitting close to him. Gu Yi glanced at the amputated hands of the corpse, which was sitting under Mr. A's buttocks, and couldn't help but "rely" With a sound, He Yixi asked him nervously again: "What happened?"

Gu Yi remembered that the phone hadn't hung up yet, so he hurriedly answered him: "It's okay, I sprained my foot, let's talk later!"

Hang up the phone abruptly.

He Yixi frowned as if he was twisted, wishing to fly back from the carriage now, but he had already made an appointment with the client, so he couldn't keep the appointment, so he had to follow the flow of people to move to the door. In the direction of rushing, someone hurriedly brushed over and knocked He Yixi's unsteady mobile phone to the ground. He had to take a step back to pick it up, but seeing someone behind him, he bent down to pick it up for him.

He Yixi thanked him, then caught a glimpse of the man straightening up again with slow movements. The posture of one leg landing on the ground was a bit weird, as if his legs and feet were not very flexible, but even so, he was still willing to pick it up for him in the crowd. phone, then smiled at him and got out of the car.