If there's a shadow behind a person, there's no reason why I shouldn't notice it. Δ『

The squad leader sitting in the middle also joined in the excitement: "What about the opposite tangent of 584 and 214/1ooo?" ”

"89 and 9/1o degrees." I kept looking at his back, and strangely, there was no shadow on him. I haven't seen him before, back, or right. Isn't it true that there will be a strange shadow behind everyone?

"What about natural logarithms?" Fang Yue asked with a grin.

"6 and 3699/1oooo." I blinked, and there was no shadow near the girl.

"What's the reciprocal of it?" As soon as Fang Yue sat down, a boy stood up again and asked.

I clearly saw that there was a shadow on the boy's back. No, it can't be described as a shadow anymore, it's a floating man, an old man. The man was holding a sharp, flickering cleaver in his hand, and was trying to put the tip of the knife against the boy's neck in a static position: "17/1oooo." ”

My tone shuddered. The man behind the boy is only a little lighter in color and transparency than the woman behind Li Lie. That knife seemed to be ready to cut his neck at any moment!

Damn, am I the only one who can see all of this? Why, I haven't done anything strange, but why is it that only I can see? This is so unscientific.

Although, everything I see in my eyes is constantly subverting my worldview

"How much does it cost to switch to octal?" A petite girl raised her hand and asked.

“11431。” As soon as I finished answering, my eyes widened. This girl, I know, seems to be called Qian Min, she looks quite cute, and she talks sweetly, and on the first day she infiltrated this class, she took the initiative to talk to me.

But behind her, there was a black boy huddled. It was really a boy, about 5 years old, and the boy's big but slightly terrifying eyes stared at Qian Min without blinking. The boy's body floated in the air, it hugged its knees with both hands, and as soon as Qian Min stretched out his hand, his white fingers passed through the boy's head.

Qian Min felt a little cold, and a string of goosebumps appeared on her arm, as if she had touched an ice cube, and she quickly retracted her hand.

Just by looking at the five-year-old boy's body, I felt a chill deep in my heart, as if my heart was about to freeze. The degree of condensation of the boy's body has far exceeded the shadow behind the male classmate just now, and even the old woman behind Li Lie.

I felt like my head was going to explode, there was so much information that I couldn't digest it. I even began to wonder if what I saw in my eyes was really true. Could there be something wrong with my brain? That's why I see hallucinations.

No, it can't be an illusion. No illusion is so regular, nor is it so clear and logical to divide the shadows in shades.

If you're not crazy, there's nothing wrong with your head. Then the problematic thing is what is behind those people, or rather, themselves!

If there is really a spirit behind it in this world, then the spirit behind it should be the person you respect the most and impress.

For the spirit behind it, maybe everyone has an experience, but the experience is different.

Let's call the shadows behind those people the spirits behind them. Because of this thing, it's really hard to define yourself.

I remember a boring book that preached superstition and mentioned the explanation of the spirit behind and the role of the spirit behind it. The book says that some people may have had this experience, and it was impossible to do one thing, but it came true. That's because there's something in the dark to help you. What is it? It's the spirit behind it!

The spirit behind you may have followed you since you were born, or it may have appeared when you were growing up, basically everyone has their own spirit behind it!

The spirit behind you is a spirit that silently pays attention to yourself behind you, it may be one of your ancestors, it may be a pet you once had, it may be a toy that you once loved but lost, or it may be a loved one who has passed away in your memory. In short, the spirit behind it can be everything!

But how do the spirits help their hosts?

It's an interesting question. Behind the spirit, you may need some kind of condition to activate, such as when life is at a leisurely level, or when life is at a low ebb, or when you resonate with it.

Why are there so many miracles in medicine? It is clear that he is a person who will die of cancer, but he miraculously survived, perhaps, many miracles are born with the help of the spirit behind him.

Of course, the spirit behind it will not bless itself in everything, it is just a small spirit body, the spiritual power is limited, and every time you help you, the spirit behind you will lose a lot of spiritual power. Perhaps, when his life was dying but miraculously recovered, the spirit behind him lost all its spiritual power and turned into nothingness.

It is trading your own eternity for your finite life.

Everything is the unity of opposites, the combination of contradictions, and the spirit behind it will also be diligent, lazy, good and bad, so there are people who have good luck, some people have bad luck, and only then can they harm the world.

I don't agree with the idea of the spirit behind the book. Because obviously the so-called spirit behind me that I see does not belong to the things mentioned in the book, or even the same kind. However, I don't have the information to define what the eye sees.

But one thing I know for sure is that the black shadow reflected in my pupils has absolutely no good intentions. Just looking at it with your eyes can make you feel a chill.

Seeing that all the questions were not bothering me, the whole class stood up and applauded me. I smiled faintly, and the math teacher was very depressed, banging on the podium with his whip and shouting dryly, "Quiet, quiet." The night is silent, you sit down for me. Hum. ”

The little old man continued to lecture with a full stomach. I covered most of my face with a book without humming, and my eyes kept on every student in the first class of high school.

After observing for more than half an hour, I can basically conclude that sure enough, not everyone has a shadow behind them. About half of the students in the classroom did have black shadows floating on their backs, some deep and some shallow.

There are 37 people in the first class of the third year of high school, and there are 17 shadows behind them. The shadow is the deepest and clearest, and it can be regarded as Qian Min, a girl who looks quite lively. She sat in her seat, playing with a pen between her upper lips and nose.

I rubbed my eyes vigorously suddenly. The five-year-old boy on Qian Min's back was much clearer. The contours of the boy's face were revealed, a face that was distorted with anger.

(End of chapter)