Chapter 1: Leaving the Soul
Zhang Yue was picked up by the doorman of the orphanage, grew up in the orphanage, and stayed in the orphanage to become a nursery worker after finishing school. She thought that she would go on like this in this life until the end of her life.
In fact, she did live a very dull life until she died, but she didn't expect that she would die so soon - 24-year-old Zhang Yue came out of the door of her home in the morning and was about to go to work in the orphanage, when she stepped on the empty stairs and fell down and knocked her head. Blood was gurgling from the breach in her head, her consciousness becoming more and more blurred, and her eyes were getting darker and darker......
I don't know how long it took, Zhang Yue felt as if it was only a moment, and her body suddenly became very light, as if she had broken free from some restraints. Her consciousness gradually became clear from the chaos, and she saw "herself" lying motionless on the platform at the corner of the staircase, red and black blood spreading from her head, spreading over most of the platform......
Zhang Yue covered her mouth in surprise, and then suddenly realized that she was dead...... Now floating in mid-air, it's your own soul!
At this moment, a whirlpool suddenly appeared behind Zhang Yue, the whirlpool became bigger and bigger, and the huge suction force sucked Zhang Yue's soul into it, and then the whirlpool gradually shrank until it disappeared. On this small platform, even the tiniest dust has not been affected in the slightest, as if the whirlpool and the platform are no longer in the same space.
When Zhang Yue was conscious again, she immediately felt a sharp pain in her forehead, she touched it with her hand in a daze, and then opened her eyes with difficulty, but saw the blood on her hands, and immediately gasped: What's the matter, am I not dead?
At this time, a pair of hands rolled her body in half a circle, from a position of lying face down on the ground to face up, and the owner of the hands was still scolding there: "Grandma, so strong, you still dare to seek death, and if you want to die, you have to wait for Lao Tzu to finish!"
In the flash of light, Zhang Yue suddenly understood that "he" did not want to be violated, so he slammed his head on the ground and knocked "himself" to death. As for how he became "himself", Zhang Yue didn't have time to think about it at this time, so he should drive away the masked pervert in front of him first.
Zhang Yue saw the opportunity to lift a kick and kicked on the masked man's life, only to see the thief "whoop" and rolled to the side with a "whoop", the bursting green tendons and reddened face all proved how wonderful Zhang Yue's kick was.
Zhang Yue, whose face was covered with blood, slowly stood up against the wall, looking at the thief rolling all over the ground, the corners of his mouth hooked a cold arc, and his slightly raised apricot eyes were full of mockery: "Dare to eat the old lady's tofu, it's greasy and crooked!" Then he began to scan the room, trying to find a weapon to knock the thief unconscious.
The masked man was in a cold sweat of pain, and he didn't even have the strength to shout, he looked at Zhang Yue, who was embarrassed but could not hide his gangsterism, and was shocked: Didn't this woman get drugged, could it be that she recovered so quickly? I heard that this woman was already in the late stage of foundation building, and she was not her opponent! Just as he was thinking about how to coax Zhang Yue to let him go with rhetoric, a boy in brocade pushed the door and entered.
When the boy in brocade saw the scene in the house, he only paused for a moment, then continued to enter the house and then turned around and closed the door, his movements were smooth and natural, revealing a noble and arrogant temperament, even though his clothes were stained with blood, and there was even a blood hole in his abdomen that was constantly bubbling out......
The boy in brocade first glanced at the thief with disgust, and then began to pull the thief's clothes, took off his outer robe and changed it to the thief, and stabbed a bloody hole in the thief's abdomen that was exactly the same as the wound on his body, and finally, put a human skin mask on the thief's face. After doing all this, the boy in brocade quickly stood up and strode towards Zhang Yue, and when he passed by Zhang Yue's side, he glanced at him coldly: "What are you doing in a daze, don't you leave quickly!"
And the thief on the ground has already breathed more and less air at this time, and he doesn't even have the strength to speak, and it is estimated that he will die of anger in a short time.
Zhang Yue didn't have any pity for the thief, she wasn't such a bad person, she wouldn't pity a pervert who wanted to violate her just now. She was just shocked by the calmness and skill that the boy in brocade showed when he did all this—this must be a ruthless man who has killed people!
But Zhang Yue still kept up with the boy in brocade, because she had realized that this was not the world she was in before, and she was completely unfamiliar with the world she was in now, so it was better to follow this man out first and see the situation - after all, if the boy in brocade wanted to kill him, he could do it just now.
When they got out of the hut, they found that they were in a slum, surrounded by low bungalows, very dilapidated, but the paths in the huts were intricate and intricate because of the random location of the bungalows when they were built, like a labyrinth.
Zhang Yue followed the boy in brocade for a long time before finally coming to the street.