After several minutes of chaos, Teng Yunshen finally tasted calm. The situation was not as bad as he thought www.biquge.info, he had drunk the blood of a witch, but he had not yet become a bloodthirsty monster. On the contrary, under the appearance of terror, he regained his human sanity.

Immediately after, guilt pierced Teng Yunshen's heart like a sword of anger.

He had planned to kill Maggie. The other party may be able to escape from his hands intact, but it doesn't matter. What matters is his intentions. Teng Yunshen has always believed that attempted murder is almost as abominable as murder.

Maggie was his friend—and even if he didn't think about it, even if Maggie was a pure stranger in his life—he shouldn't have the bad idea of drinking the other person's blood to the ground.

"Don't be bothered by the chaos that preceded it. The girl interrupted his remorse.

Teng Yunshen slowly fixed his gaze on Maggie's face. His vision shook violently like a television screen in an earthquake, and it was not easy to concentrate in such a situation.

"Something went wrong. "You surprised me," the girl said casually. ”

Teng Yunshen opened his mouth and spat out a light and thin cloud of smoke.

"Be careful. The girl seemed to realize that her indifference was a little impersonal, "You are too close to the world of death. She accentuated her tone. "This clay figurine is extraordinary. ”

Teng Yunshen lowered his head and examined his unfamiliar body.

He didn't see any ...... Inkling. Or, to put it another way, a living clay puppet is always bizarre in any case, even in his eyes – even in the eyes of the creator. His attempt to find something wrong is as if he were looking for something wrong in a collection of strange things, absurd and difficult.

However, Teng Yunshen still noticed the clues.

It is believed that artists are often distinguished because they have a talent that is beyond the reach of the general public. They have unique senses and they are good at capturing beautiful details.

If you are willing to ponder it a little, you will see that there is a similarity between the wizard and the artist. Artistic creation is an esoteric art. Artists look at things in a very different way. In the beginning, art was more functional as a tool for communicating with the mystical world than beauty.

Therefore, we can say that every wizard is an artist. It's just that they are even different from those well-known artists, and their creations are beyond imagination.

Teng Yunshen found certain signs of death in his body.

The shell is a fake, but the image revealed by the symbol of death is different from the meaning of imitation. Teng Yunshen did not crave the comfort of death, but he was indeed mentally prepared for the coming of death.

He stood with his feet on his feet. He became a part of the earth, and there was probably nothing else in the world that was as safe as he was—and yet he still felt that he was sinking, sinking......

Under the earth, the kingdom of death attracts Teng Yunshen.

The girl clapped her palms to attract his attention. "Alright. Let's take a look at you. The girl said, "You have linked the energy of death with the energy of the earth. Terrific. ”

Teng Yunshen saw his other body—the original flesh and blood body.

Seeing yourself from the perspective of a bystander is a very peculiar experience, different from looking in the mirror and different from looking at images, and it is unsettling.

Teng Yunshen was bewildered by the perspective of this moment. When he noticed that he was lying at his feet, everything became plausible. He gazed at his sleeping self, like a haunting ghost gazing at his bones. He seems to have become the other.

Most people will probably never have the opportunity to look at themselves that they thought they knew.

"Sweetheart?"

"I'm sorry. Teng Yunshen turned to the girl slowly. He had a lot of thoughts in his mind, and he didn't know where to go for a while.

He even forgot the girl's name.

"Sweetheart. Look! I winked at you. Are they pretty?"

Teng Yunshen stared at the girl's sparkling pupils.

The fiery gaze pierced through the chaos that was making waves in his mind—he still couldn't remember the girl's name—but he believed that the girl was his companion.

"Sweetheart, you might be a little uncomfortable. The girl clapped her hands again, "However, you will overcome difficulties, will you? You are a hero. You have come for revenge. You have come for righteousness. You are very strong and persevering. ”

Teng Yunshen remained silent.

It seems that decades have passed, and it seems that only a few tens of seconds have passed. He was lost. The primitive body of the clay puppet was like an intricate labyrinth, trapping his soul.

"Now, tell me, how many voices did you hear?"

Teng Yunshen opened his mouth with great difficulty, but he couldn't say anything. He couldn't understand the other party's problem.

"Don't be in a hurry...... You should have heard them. ”

"Who?"

"Of course, the girls who are waiting for you to do justice. "This time, you'll hear what they're really saying." You are a Dead Mage. You have laid a tombstone for them. ”

Teng Yunshen suddenly realized.

Just as the girl said, at this moment, there are one wordless tombstone after another on his body. A tombstone represents a lost life. It was as if he were standing under a rain of arrows, covered with bruises.

"This labyrinth imprisons the remnants of the deceased. And you caught them. Did they say anything to you? We'd better get as much information as we can before we go to war with the demons. ”

Teng Yun listened deeply. The sound of rustling is like a murmur in the gap between heartbeats, and it is elusive.

The girl said, "What do you see? What do you hear?"

Teng Yunshen tried to recall the girl's name, but found nothing. Even so, he was convinced of the girl's words. An incredible sense of trust affected him.

The sound of tombstones grew louder and louder.

......

It's a typical hallway of a school building, lined with classrooms and surrounded by young people coming and going. When Teng Yunshen came back to his senses, he was in such a corridor.

The two girls were engaged in an apparently unpleasant conversation in front of him.

"Listen. One of the girls said, "You'd better get out of him at once." ”

"And you've left us. The other girl replied.

Teng Yunshen recognized this face.