[Comprehensive] Sherlock's Secret

"I am invited," Sherlock said, his voice deeper than usual, but his speech was a little slower, and his tone seemed to be chant, "Sonia Janet Jane Andra, you have induced her to run across the wall three times. Brick crumbling hallway, thrice smashed by wall tiles, hallway carpet soaked in her blood, it was you... Nora Montgomery, you watched her die, you walked away through the wall, she was calling for your help, she Her soul hasn't left the house yet, she's just like you..."

"It has nothing to do with me!" Nora argued, she took a few steps back, far away from the flickering green will-o'-the-wisps on the table, and said contemptuously, "Her boyfriend wanted to take revenge on him and tricked her into coming here Want to scare her, that bitch, foul language and uneducated should of course be punished, my house, my husband, even if I kill Charles, no one will be allowed to insult him!"

Su Fu: "..."

So this is the truth of the Chen Nian tragedy?

Charles Montgomery had been killed by his wife, with all vengeance.

"As for whether she will be like me," Nora's tone became more and more contemptuous, "what does it matter, the spirit body cannot perish—"

"I'm sorry to tell you, Mrs. Montgomery, but the soul is not immortal."

In the silent darkness, there was another voice for no reason, calm and peaceful, with a slow tone, even with a slight pleasant smile, it sounded like a spring breeze turning into rain, and it was like seeing the shadow of the rising sun.

A green flame pervading the table instantly turned into a warm bright yellow, illuminating the entire kitchen.

Even Su Fu was startled, and raised his wand without hesitation.

In the flickering flames, a slender figure walked out from the darkness. Like Su Fu, she was wearing a strange long-distance jacket and a hood, covering her face.

"Who are you?" Nora took another step back.

"The birth and death of all things is the law of nature, and people are just a part of this law," she said as she took off her hood, and the people present could clearly see the gentle smile on her face, as delicate as Meticulously drawn facial features and eyes as deep as a secluded pool, or an all-encompassing universe, "My name is Gu Yi, and you may have never heard of my name."

The latter sentence was addressed to Su Fu and Sherlock who were dressed as ghosts. Su Fu noticed that...she had no hair.

The focus seems a little off.

The problem is that she appeared in the kitchen without any movement, and Su Fu, a witch, didn't notice it at all, and she couldn't help but clenched her wand tightly.

"Don't be too vigilant, Miss Frank, I know Mr. Dumbledore." Gu said.

Su Fu frowned.

Nora retreated to the wall and said in a cold voice, "Get out, I don't care who you are, get out of my house!"

Gu Yi looked at her and said peacefully, "Mrs. Montgomery, you killed an innocent person."

"That's what she deserves!" Nora glanced aside, suddenly grabbed the kitchen knife hanging on the wall and threw it at Gu Yi.

But Gu Yi just stretched out his finger and swiped in the air.

A bright golden light track suddenly emerged, and the flowing brilliance lit up the dark night. Those firework-like lines intertwined and alternated with each other, and finally turned into an array of bright lights.

Gu waved his hand, and the array slid towards Nora like a shooting star, hit her body, and exploded silently.

The whole kitchen seems to be full of stars, the light of the stars is flying around, or the golden fireworks are lit, and the brilliance flickers into manjusawa with slender branches and leaves, blooming in the night in an instant.

Nora screamed and fled through the wall in panic, while Su Fu, who was standing beside Sherlock, suddenly fell down without a sound.

"Sue—" Sherlock immediately reached out to support her.

"We'd better change places..." Gu Yi said as he walked up to Sherlock, putting his hands on his shoulders.

"She passed out——" before he finished speaking, he felt the world turned upside down in an instant, the vicissitudes of time passing and the dizzy rotation, all kinds of colorful colors squeezed into the field of vision, and the space was impacted into all kinds of strange shapes, and his whole body seemed to disappear in the passage of time.

But also in an instant.

He landed in a quiet room.

When he landed, he thought he would break his ribs, but in fact he didn't, because he accidentally fell on a futon, and Su Fu, who was originally in his arms, disappeared at some point.

Sherlock got up immediately: "Sue!"

"She's here." Gu Yi's voice sounded softly, and he followed her voice to look over. Su Fu was sitting on an armchair with his head tilted, his eyes still closed.

He frowned, shifted his gaze between Su Fu and Gu Yi, and asked vigilantly, "What's wrong with her?"

"It's nothing serious." Gu Yi smiled, pointed to the futon next to him to signal him to sit down, a person in a blue robe came up and poured him a cup of tea, and Gu Yi made an invitation to him.

Sherlock didn't move: "Is there still something wrong?"

He paused, and continued: "What did you do to Nora Montgomery just now?"

"A lesson," Gu Yi said, pointing to the teacup filled with heat and mist on the low tea table, "She can't leave that room, and I can't make her disappear, but she contributed to the death of an innocent person."

"Is she a ghost?" Sherlock watched, and slowly stepped back to the tea table, picked up the teacup and took a sip, feeling a bit sweet, so he couldn't help turning his attention to Su Fu, she should like the taste.

"She was born in 100, and has been dead for nearly [-] years," Gu Dao said, "It's a soul, it's hard to explain, but there is indeed a separate soul body without a body|body in this world. "

"I see she has a gunshot wound to the back of the head?" Sherlock put down his glass.

"It was left when she committed suicide," Gu Yi explained. "The Montgomery couple were kidnapped and killed by their enemies because they were engaged in illegal abortion business. Mr. Montgomery was a doctor and used a very evil method to make it Mrs. Montgomery couldn't accept the fact that the poor child was resurrected as a monster, so she killed her husband and then shot herself."

"What monster?"

"You don't want to know, Mr. Holmes," Gu Yi showed a faint smile, "Death is a very common thing, but people are greedy and always want to go beyond the rules and get time that doesn't belong to them."

"You say souls perish too?" Sherlock asked.

"Of course, at least Miss Frank has more than one way to destroy souls." Gu Yi turned to Su Fu who was unconscious, "like the Fiendfire on the table just now."

"After talking for a long time," Sherlock walked around the coffee table and walked quickly to Gu Yi, "You still haven't explained why she fell into a coma."

"That's a spell that specifically targets the soul." Gu Yi said, looking at him with deep but gentle eyes.

"She is not a soul body, why is she still affected?"

"Soul spells are not only aimed at the soul body that is free from the flesh | body, but also have an effect on the soul of a living person. Her soul cannot withstand the power of the spell, so she is unconscious."

Sherlock's brows frowned even tighter, and after a while, he murmured to himself: "But I'm fine..."

"Perhaps you want to visit the temple?" Ancient One asked.

Sherlock subconsciously looked at Su Fu, and Gu Yi said clearly: "She will wake up soon."

As she walked away, she said: "Magic and spells are two different natural forces. The wizard race uses magic to survive, and wizards have their own responsibilities. We must protect our world from other worlds. We The world in the multiverse is just a part of the multiverse. It seems huge, but it is actually small. In the multiverse, there are countless worlds similar to ours. There are also wizards, mages, and maybe other natural or unnatural forces. There are different races , but the soul—”

She suddenly turned her head to Sherlock: "Human souls are all of the same nature and must be treated with caution. It is a wise choice for wizards to list soul magic as a forbidden technique, and we are even more cautious when using soul magic... ..."

Sherlock stepped up to follow her.

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"Gu Yi, this name is really oriental, isn't she really Chinese?" Walking on the streets of Los Angeles, Su Fu turned to ask Sherlock.

Gu Yi sent them back to Los Angeles, but it was already the next morning.

"She said she was Celtic."

Su Fu: "...Although I don't know what kind of race this is, I always feel a bit like a caveman."

"It's one of the oldest aborigines in Western Europe." Sherlock seemed a little absent-minded, his brows were slightly frowned, his eyes were deep, and everything he looked at was very oppressive. "You can look it up on Wikipedia."

"Oh," Su Fu asked again, "Didn't you ask her why I fell into a coma?"

"She said there was a conflict between the wizard's magic power and her spell," Sherlock said, "I'm an ordinary person, so I'm fine."

Su Fu raised his eyebrows, walked a certain distance, and suddenly murmured silently: "I didn't ask why he was fine..."

"What are you muttering about?" Sherlock came over and put his arms around her shoulders, "Go back and sort things out first, shall we return to London in a few days?"

Su Fu nodded: "I...I'm thinking about Sonia Andra."

"The wounds on her body were all blunt force injuries. There were many places, and she bled to death. Obviously, the bloodstains in the bedroom were cleaned up by the police. In fact, there were many bloodstains in the corner of the corridor, which were splattered. Nora should have cleaned up the fallen floor tiles. And she used Andra’s fear to guide her to run around in the corridor. She passed the corner of the corridor many times and was injured by the wall tiles. Her injuries were not fatal, but she couldn't get out of the haunted house, there was no one to help her, and Nora wanted her to die, so she bled and died in the bedroom."

"So..." Su Fu replied, "Then let's go back."

The author has something to say: Although there is an ancient one, there is no Doctor Strange, and there is no superhero 2333333.

If you want to see the cuties of Chaoying colleagues, you can poke my column to find "Gotham Holiday" collection, it should be opened soon... Well, Su Shuangtian's style of painting, Women's Federation and X-Men are all stewed, mainly writing a holiday home The story of a young girl letting go of herself and making troubles in her daily life.

This article is almost over...but I won't be able to finish it for a while, because I have planned a lot of messy episodes, shit.