"Cold."
"So cold."
On the dark and cramped single bed, a man, no, more accurately, a boy, frowned. His cracked lips were slightly pursed, as if he was talking in his sleep.
Half asleep and half awake, Gu Xizhou struggled to get up, but his body did not have any strength. His consciousness seemed to be stuck together, and his body seemed to be weighed down by an invisible weight, preventing him from moving.
After about a minute, Gu Xizhou finally gathered a little bit of strength and forced his eyes open.
Although his vision was blurry, Gu Xizhou could tell that it was moonlight that fell on his body.
Drip.
Drip.
The sound of water dripping.
There were warm water droplets flowing on his body. It was a familiar, warm, and moist feeling. But in contrast, he felt that his body was very cold, very cold …
Gu Xizhou could barely see his surroundings. The cramped room was small, and besides him, there were three other figures.
It hurt.
It hurt so much.
His neck hurt so much.
Gu Xizhou struggled. With all his strength, he finally waved his right hand. He slowly raised his hand and pressed it against his neck. A warm and moist feeling came from his fingertips, and he smelled the sweet scent of blood in the air.
It turned out that it was not water on his body, but blood.
Gu Xizhou grabbed the bed railing and slowly sat up. As far as his eyes could see, there were six desks arranged side by side under the bed. The desks were filled with various reference exercise books, and there was also an open workbook on the table.
This was an ordinary school dormitory.
Gu Xizhou was stunned and confused. He pressed his hand against his neck tightly, and when he turned around, he saw his bed covered in blood. Blood had seeped into the bed, and it was scarlet.
He's back?
This …
He's back.
Enduring the pain, Gu Xizhou carefully studied the pattern on the wall. The scarlet bed leaned against the wall, and there was a complicated pattern drawn with blood. As a Devil Cultivator, Gu Xizhou recognized at a glance that this was a formation used to sacrifice oneself to summon evil spirits.
Wait a minute.
Could he have been summoned here?!
The corners of Gu Xizhou's mouth twitched slightly under the moonlight. He, Gu Xizhou, was a law-abiding citizen who insisted on upholding the core values of socialism. How did he become an unpardonable evil spirit after a trip to the Otherworld?
Gu Xizhou leaned on the desk and moved two steps. He glanced around and saw himself in the mirror. He gasped.
His short black hair stuck to the sides of his ears, red, no … white pajamas, and the childishness between his brows …
In the next second, Gu Xizhou noticed the wound on his neck. Blood flowed down the wound and dyed his white pajamas red. Only the corners of his pajamas could be seen.
No, no, he had to stop the bleeding first.
Gu Xizhou rummaged through the room. Because he was worried that his roommates would notice him, Gu Xizhou didn't move much. If he woke them up, how would he explain the blood on the bed and the wound on his neck?
It was silent. Gu Xizhou was worried that his roommates would notice his movements, but other than the two empty beds, the other three were sleeping like dead pigs. They didn't hear him at all.
After stopping the bleeding, Gu Xizhou suddenly thought of something. He turned around and searched the bed for a long time, but he couldn't find anything.
Wait, why wasn't there a knife?
Gu Xizhou touched the wound on his neck. Judging from the shape, it must have been caused by a sharp blade. However, there was no knife on the bed. Could the child have hidden the knife after committing suicide?
Gu Xizhou searched the bed, but he still couldn't find the knife.
Gu Xizhou didn't have any clues. Fortunately, he didn't think about it. However, he sat on the edge of the bed and suddenly felt troubled.
He could still throw the tissues into the toilet to destroy the evidence, but where could he throw the things on the bed? And the array pattern on the wall, any ordinary person who saw it would think that it was not a good thing.
Gu Xizhou took two steps back and sat on the edge of the bed weakly. He grabbed at the air, but he didn't catch anything.
Gu Xizhou realized that he had returned to the modern world. After his shock and astonishment, he quickly calmed down. After all, he had transmigrated to another world and became a Demon Cultivator in a short period of time. The only thing that made him uncomfortable was a string of strange numbers in his vision — 00: 00: 01.
What was this?
No memories. He didn't see any of this boy's memories.
Could it be that the sacrificed soul died too quickly, so he didn't receive any memories?
This body was too weak. He leaned against the wall and could barely support his body. At that moment, Gu Xizhou suddenly heard a voice.
"Help, help me!"
Gu Xizhou instinctively searched for the source of the voice. He stood up and almost fell to the ground. However, he quickly determined the source of the voice. It was the boy on the top bunk talking in his sleep.
"No, no … It's not me …"
Gu Xizhou glanced at the boy on the top bunk and couldn't help but shake his head.
He didn't know what the boy was dreaming of, but he was crying in his sleep. Gu Xizhou saw the tears in the corner of the boy's eyes and felt that it was interesting.
Gu Xizhou trembled and sat back on the edge of his bed. His mind moved. Everything in sight was strange yet familiar.
He, Gu Xizhou, was back.
Gu Xizhou frowned and glanced at his blood-stained bed. Just as he was about to lie down, he suddenly heard a whisper in his ear.
"I, I don't want to die … Let me go …"
Fear. People would only act like this when they were in extreme fear. Gu Xizhou looked at the source of the voice. It was his roommate on the opposite bed talking in his sleep.
"Seriously …" Gu Xizhou was stunned for a moment. He shook his head helplessly and then changed the direction of the blanket to cover his body. He was cold and sleepy. He didn't care about the blood on the blanket. He just wanted to sleep. As for the blood on the bed … Forget it. Let him sleep first.
He could talk about it tomorrow.
The cold sunlight scattered on the ground. Gu Xizhou frowned slightly and opened his eyes. The sunlight was a little glaring. For a moment, he didn't feel sleepy. He sat up on the bed and stretched his body.
Gu Xizhou saw the sunlight and suddenly rubbed his forehead. Under the sunlight, the blood on the bed was even more glaring than last night. After a night, it had turned red and black.
If the roommate of the owner of this body asked about it, how should he explain?
Gu Xizhou's mind was in a mess. He wanted to hide the blanket on the bed in the laundry bucket on the balcony before his roommate woke up. However, Gu Xizhou soon realized that his worries were unnecessary.
The dormitory was quiet. There was no one else except him.
Except for the two empty beds, the other three beds were already empty.
His roommates had all left.
Gu Xizhou was stunned. The other three roommates seemed to have woken up early. The blanket on the bed was neatly folded. Even the school bag on the bench yesterday was gone.
Did they go to class?
No, even if they went to class, they couldn't leave without waking their roommate up when they saw the blood on the bed, right?
Anyone who woke up early in the morning and saw his bed would scream in fright.
Gu Xizhou rubbed his temples. He quickly put this matter aside and turned to look at the study table.
One of the study tables had an exercise book open on it, just like last night. Gu Xizhou rubbed his neck and picked up the exercise book with one hand. He glanced at it — Grade 12 Class 10, Gu Ran.
It should be his exercise book.
It seemed that he was quite lucky. At least his surname hadn't changed.
"Something's not right." Gu Xizhou couldn't help but frown. He took two steps forward and looked into the mirror from last night.
He suddenly realized that the four-centimeter wound from yesterday had completely healed. There wasn't even a trace of a scar left.
Gu Xizhou froze for a moment and confirmed it again. In the mirror, the hideous wound from last night had indeed disappeared. He touched the soft skin of his neck with his hand. There was no pain, only the touch of ordinary skin.
It was really healed.
Gu Xizhou looked at the seventeen or eighteen-year-old child in the mirror strangely. He felt that there was something strange about it. Just then, a voice interrupted his thoughts.
"Hurry up. There's only ten minutes until 7: 30. Today's English morning self-study. Hurry up!"
"I know, I know. Wait, I'll go get some milk!"
"I'm not waiting for you. You're so annoying!"
"Okay, okay. I'm done. Let's go!"
Gu Xizhou raised his eyebrows. He suddenly remembered the information on the exercise book. He was now a Grade 12 student. Gu Xizhou took two minutes to change out of his clothes, put on his backpack, and ran out.
Gu Xizhou didn't directly rush in. Instead, he followed behind two boys who walked out of the dormitory around the same time as him. After turning a corner, Gu Xizhou saw an old three-story school building. There were white square tiles on the outside. One or two pieces had fallen off in some places.
The two boys walked out while he followed behind.
"Ah — —"
The piercing scream made him turn his head instinctively. The girl behind him had her hair tied in a ponytail. Her trembling fingers were in the air — —
"Clang!"
Gu Xizhou heard a loud noise next to his ear. Something had touched his face.
Thump, thump, thump!
Gu Xizhou frowned but remained calm. In front of him were three badly mutilated corpses. His heart skipped a beat. He took a closer look and saw that the three dead people were holding hands. Warm blood flowed along the broken skin and blood vessels on the ground. The blood that had just touched his face was a drop of sputtering blood.
"They, they just, just stood there, hand in hand, and jumped down … Sob sob … I, I don't want to die, I beg you, let me go back, let me go back …" The girl who was screaming behind him just now witnessed the scene of the three people jumping off the building hand in hand, and collapsed to the ground.
"Xiao Lian, don't be afraid. It's okay." A girl with a round face took out a tissue from her bag and handed it to Xiao Lian. If it weren't for the girl's trembling hands, Gu Xizhou would have believed her.
Gu Xizhou looked back at the top of the three-story school building. It was about ten meters high. Even if they had fallen face first, they shouldn't have fallen so … badly.
"What's going on?" Gu Xizhou frowned and muttered. He was about to check on the situation when a few teachers suddenly rushed over.
"Everyone, go back to class." The short and fat man held a ruler and chased away the onlookers. Many of the students were clearly scared out of their wits. They didn't react until their peers pulled them back. They were very stiff.
"It's her. She came to find us. She came to find us!" At this moment, a girl with dyed hair suddenly said to the people around her as if she had gone crazy.
One of the female teachers who had just arrived suddenly rushed over and slapped the girl's face. She said angrily, "Shut up! The three of them committed suicide because they couldn't stand the pressure of being in the third year of high school! "
"No, it's her. It's her …"
The girl didn't care about the slap at all. She covered her face with both hands, as if she had lost all her strength in an instant.
The female teacher was obviously very unhappy. Just as she was about to scold the girl, she suddenly heard a clear male voice ring in her ear.
"Ms. Wang, Student Lin must have witnessed this … She's scared. I'll take her to the infirmary first." The oversized black and white school uniform couldn't hide the boy's unique clean temperament at all.
The female teacher surnamed Wang glanced at the boy, then looked at the three corpses on the ground that were already covered with cloth. She nodded at the boy. "Then I'll have to trouble you. Take her there first."
"What are you still standing here for? Get the hell out of here and go to self-study! " The man scolded Gu Xizhou. Gu Xizhou glanced at him and moved his lips. In the end, he didn't say anything to refute and entered the school building.
Grade 12 Class 10.
As soon as Gu Xizhou entered, he heard the entire class of students standing in groups of twos and threes whispering about what had just happened. At the back of the class, there was a small group of about ten people, both male and female, who were whispering to each other.
At this moment, the English teacher walked in with a book. Gu Xizhou looked up and saw that it was the female teacher surnamed Wang that he had seen downstairs. She walked in with a straight face. When she saw that the students weren't sitting in their seats, she slammed the book on the podium!
"Sit back down!" She scolded with a scowl. Instantly, the people who were talking scattered and went back to their seats.
Gu Xizhou, "…"
Gu Xizhou, who didn't know where his seat was, randomly found a seat and sat down. The teacher on the podium didn't seem to notice this detail. Perhaps she didn't know where the students were sitting. She just asked everyone to turn on unit 5 and listen to the tape recorder.
Gu Xizhou sat in this seat for a few minutes. He realized that the students around him didn't question him sitting there. They didn't even look at him.
Strange. Was he so lucky that he was sitting in his own seat?
He didn't know that there were two boys behind him who were looking at his back with a horrified expression.
The short-haired boy trembled as he held the hand of the boy next to him. He whispered to him in a voice that only the two of them could hear.
"Isn't, isn't he dead?"
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