The indescribable "I"

The abnormal situation of Huating Middle School was discovered.

The first person to spot it was a parent.

Her child didn't like to go to school, which led to poor academic performance, and money was stuffed in.Her child is a default day student at the school, and she drove to the school to pick up the child when it was almost the end of school.

"Strange, why haven't you come out today?"

The parent lingered outside the iron gate with doubts in his eyes.Although she dotes on her child, she also knows to let him learn well, so she compels him to complete the prescribed courses other than evening self-study, otherwise his pocket money will be deducted.

The child reluctantly agreed, and the wild horse-like soul seemed to be put on a bridle by the school. When it was time for the liberation to leave school, he ran faster than anyone else, and he would never be punctual.

But it's been 10 minutes now...

The parent looked at the time on the phone, and finally planned to go to the guard to ask about the situation.

But as soon as she approached the doorman, through the glass window, she found that the person inside was lying on the table with her eyes closed, as if she was asleep.

She realized something was wrong and shouted, "What's wrong! Wake up!"

The guards should have heard the volume, but they remained motionless.

Originally, she planned to yell while patting the glass window, but when she stretched out her hand, she felt a burst of coldness.

The glass window was a few centimeters away from her, and after several attempts, she couldn't make contact with it.

— as if there was a transparent wall between them.

Call the police.

She was at a loss, and stood there anxiously and walked a few times. This idea squeezed into her head, so she immediately took out her mobile phone and called the police.

The phone was connected.

The parent explained all this to the police in a panic, with undisguised anxiety in his words, and the words were confused several times in the middle.

A few more parents came one after another, also to pick up their children.The first parents explained to them what happened to them. Some people didn’t believe in evil, and shouted not to do anything weird. After being pissed off by this parent, they tried it themselves, and they all hit a wall without a doubt. - Literally the wall.

Now they panicked.

As soon as the police station connected to several related calls, the police officers who answered the calls tried their best to comfort them, but extreme worry occupied their minds, and they cursed them as useless and a waste of taxpayers' money.

The police were also very busy. The old police officers who were considered non-staff members of the special operations department decisively sought help from relevant parties.

Despatched members verified the existence of the anomaly.

But it is normal for the relevant area to be displayed on the "Sky Eye".

"Sky Eye" is not omnipotent, and there will always be fish that slip through the net.

Not only in Huaguo, but in the whole world, the research on occultism is relatively backward. The detection technology is undoubtedly improving all the time, but weird events will always exceed the imagination of reality, and they will be caught off guard.

If you study the mysterious events too deeply, you will not end well. The achievements of the younger generations are based on the sacrifices of the older generations. I don’t know how many bones have been buried in the hidden darkness.

The state machinery was mobilized quickly, and the insider was silenced soon after. Fortunately, it was discovered early, and there have been no discussion posts on the Internet.It is the best way to conceal the source of the panic and let the people live in a world without abnormalities.

No one can easily accept that there are indescribable unknowns surging in a peaceful world, and sometimes the happiest thing is not knowing anything.

The information was delivered along the way, and it was delivered to the old man with golden branches and leaves and a golden star emblem on the base plate of the epaulettes. He stood up immediately, his eyes were still sharp despite his age, and he read the name of the accident site several times in surprise. . "Huating... middle school?"

Fei Hong stood aside and asked without timidity: "Your Excellency, is there anything special about this place?"

"My grandson goes to school there." General He said, and after reporting, he sent a message to his family to confirm that He Jue had not returned. He fell into silence for a while, and the wrinkles between his brows deepened.

"I know, that senior is very famous in the department." Fei Hong knows the relationship between He Jue and this person in front of him. He is a special soldier who was selected, but his qualifications are not as high as that of He Jue, who has just come of age. A senior is not an exaggeration.

"It's normal for you to worry."

"It's fine if you just worry about him." General He said lightly, "I was thinking that this kid is very talented, so he was rated as A-level at a young age. It will definitely not be easy to stop him."

"According to the information collected around, this weird event lasted for about a few hours. I know my grandson's specific ability. I'm afraid this event is infinitely close to A-level."

"We have to be prepared." His voice was sonorous and powerful. "Try not to make unnecessary sacrifices."

His performance was almost grim.

The daughter-in-law knew something about it and often complained to him that her son, who had just grown up, had to bear this kind of responsibility.

He Jue is very sensible, he never feels resentment, instead he comes to comfort them. After being in contact with those "abnormalities" for a long time, it is easy to go to extremes.He is also a senior operator, and the pressure he bears is several times that of ordinary operators.

The family has been very concerned about his mental state.

Isn't he worried about his grandson?

I'm worried, but he is a superior, so he can't show his emotions. If he panics, what should the people below panic?

Even knowing that his grandson is trapped in it, he can still think rationally regardless of his personal feelings.

Fei Hong sincerely admired the old officer.

He said, "Your Excellency, I will go too."

"Your boss does not recommend you to take action in the near future."

"This is just a suggestion. My actual situation is no longer a serious problem. And one more person is more powerful, isn't it?" Fei Hong's slightly fierce brows and eyes were resolute, and he said loudly: "Please accept my request .”

The loud voice echoed in the office, and General He examined him for a long time before opening his mouth, "Then, Captain, I have to read your mental report and hope everything is as you said."

He doesn't support acting blindly, it depends on the actual words.

"Please go ahead and read it."

There was a smile on Fei Hong's stern face.

He knew that nine times out of ten it was settled.

lamb...

He is the lamb to be sacrificed to his Lord.

The corner of the clown's mouth is full of ambiguity, as if obsessively wanting to describe Bai Jiu's cold white skin, expecting to perfectly tear off the whole beautiful and delicate skin, take out the crystal clear bones, and watch them carefully.

He gestured like a flirt between lovers, gently untied Bai Jiu's sweat-soaked eyepatch, teased his slender eyelashes with his fingertips, and chose to take off his gloves covering his hands slowly, as if pretending to be kind executioner.

His cold, cruel, twisted killing intent couldn't be concealed at all.

...wanted to ruthlessly tear his essence apart.

Bai Jiu's incompleteness can be seen at a glance. He is Venus with a broken arm, flawed but beautiful.Missing fingers, gouged out eyes, dense scars under his clothes... The newly grown scars were entrenched on his face, smudged with thick blood...

The clown didn't expect Bai Jiu's body to be so miserable, even the hard-hearted him had a little pity, of course, his pity was very short-lived, and immediately he pretended to be surprised: "Ah, my dear, so you hurt so much. Amazing!"

"Look, this is the fate of believing in human beings. I've been through it." The clown whispered, "I really want you to join us, after all, you are so beautiful and powerful...I—"

After experiencing waves of severe pain, Bai Jiu became numb to the pain.He felt that he had found an opportunity to ignore his sore limbs as much as possible, his lips and teeth moved slightly, and the complicated eye pupil pattern in his eyes was rotating, deforming, and freezing...

——The storm that is ready to go is about to hit.

"It's useless." The clown shattered his fantasy with a smile, and threw a rectangular object in his hand, the size of a button, which could be easily held in his hand.He calmly gestured to Bai Jiu, "Ah, I have quite a lot of good things here."

Bai Jiu took a deep breath of the dry air, her throat hurt.

He could feel the magic factor around him gradually weakening, which greatly reduced the success rate and power of magic casting.

"Also, you are really not good."

The clown stretched out his hand and stabbed hard into Bai Jiu's wound. The wound that showed some signs of healing was torn apart again. He slowly stirred the flesh and blood, and sighed, "You say you, why do you always make me angry."

Except for the normal physiological reaction, Bai Jiu didn't say a word, he has experienced worse than this, the torture of the clown is nothing at all.

His eyes were only colder.

"Okay, I won't play with you anymore!" The clown was dissatisfied with his reaction, retracted his finger, and said, "Let's start now."

Bai Jiu's pupils reflected his shadow, and he swallowed the slightly overflowing blood, feeling that the more dangerous he was, the calmer he became.

Ah, he said it was to get in touch with the deepest root center of his soul, didn't he?

So it just so happens—

His and Yvette's soul roots are connected.

Before the world fell into darkness, he thought so.

Can the other party afford the price?

.........

……

...

After a long time, the clown opened his eyes.

He found himself waking up in darkness.

After a while, he felt that he had already entered the surface layer of Bai Jiu's sea of ​​spiritual consciousness through special means.

He raised his eyebrows.

Dead silence, despair, loneliness...

The sea of ​​consciousness constructed by the spirit often represents the essence of the soul as a whole.

Bai Jiu's sea of ​​spiritual consciousness is like a barren dead zone, a pool of calm stagnant water, withered flowers, dry rivers, barren desert, everything is fine, no vitality takes root here, and everything belongs to the god of death.

"Strange, strange, I'm really curious why my dear is still alive." The clown rubbed his chin, his eyes narrowed because of gloating, "The superficial consciousness is rotten like this, but the deep level..."

He laughed outright, "I think life is worse than death all the time, and I want to sleep peacefully in a pain-free silence."

After enjoying himself for a while, he realized that he was doing business.

He has to go deeper and find the deepest root center. Only there can he cut off the connection between the soul and the virtual body/body, completely control his soul, and make this head stained with extreme darkness to make it even more delicious The lamb is offered to his sovereign master.

In terms of direction...

The smile on the clown's face suddenly disappeared, "Aha——"

Because he saw a beam of light, very bright, penetrating the entire surface sea of ​​spiritual consciousness, which overturned his cognition just now.

——There is light in the darkness, not the endless end of eternity.

Why was it not discovered in the first place?

Maybe he was too nice to the owner here, and he wanted to hide it secretly, not wanting others to see it easily, maybe he himself was too careful in the process, hiding it so hard that even he couldn't see it.

But this is undoubtedly the beauty that he wants to cherish.

It is his point in the endless darkness, and the only reason for him to persevere.

"It's really not happy."

The clown pouted, thinking he had found a reason why Bai Jiu didn't die.

— hope?

As he walked in the direction where the light existed, he murmured softly: "It's okay, it's okay..."

His mood became more and more cheerful, listening to the beat of the leather shoes, he pulled the corners of his scarlet mouth happily, and the heart in his chest was about to jump out of excitement.

Ah, he is the best at crushing hopes.

Just after his hopes were severely shattered by others.

He reached the place where the light was, bathed in the warm light intoxicatedly, played a little tune, and walked towards the passage it opened.

——everything is so beautiful.

He was unknowingly intoxicated by it, completely unaware of his faults.

Just like boiling a frog in warm water, before the water boils, the frog endures the temperature in the pot until death comes.

The clown wore a twisted, cheerful smile.

Ignored all kinds of things that were wrong, the light gradually disappeared, cold, dead, shuddering, more terrifying than Bai Jiu's surface sea of ​​consciousness, no, this cannot be compared with it at all, it is the source of the deepest and most desperate unknown fear .

A sticky shift crept up his spine.

After an unknown amount of time, the clown paused and finally came to his senses. He stopped, looked around, and murmured, "Where is this?"

He found something unusual.

It was still dark, but the horror surging here almost turned into reality, pulling him into the abyss.

"Welcome here, stranger visitor."

Suddenly a mellow male voice sounded, this voice is very sweet, like the water of the river of forgetfulness, it is unforgettable.

A tall and thin figure came out from nowhere, standing a little distance away and looking at the comer.

His eyes were full of curiosity, and his scrutiny was extremely aggressive and uncomfortable, but he didn't hide it.

He was wearing a robe with extremely complicated patterns. In the darkness, every silk thread on it seemed to be shining brightly, flowing with dazzling beauty, which made his eyes hurt.A large number of gold ornaments are worn on his limbs, setting off his handsome appearance like a god.

He is like the pharaoh of ancient Egypt, wearing a golden double crown shining with strange light, and his deep face reveals the majesty of a king.

The clown inexplicably felt a great pressure, forcing him to bow his head and worship the person in front of him.

The man dressed like a pharaoh has brown and dark skin, but he is not black.

The unknown greeter slowly showed a hearty smile, with white teeth, greeted him, and repeated what he said before.

"Welcome here, stranger visitor."

The author has something to say: dark skin, bright smile, I have written clearly enough.

The characters in the supporting role column can finally be used.

The next update will definitely be after 0 o'clock, I still say the same thing, don't wait if you are not a night owl.

Because the after-effects of my vaccine not only didn’t get better, but got worse, my arm hurts, and my eyelids are fighting when I write... I have to rest for a while, so please, kiss everyone~