Wanderer of the whirling world

Chapter 320

Xin Ziqiu suddenly felt that his memory gradually became clearer, and his mind returned to the clarity he hadn't seen for a long time, and he didn't even need to go all out to suppress the invasion of another inexplicable identity.

It was as if a heavy burden had been lifted from his heart, and his tense spirit was finally relaxed for a moment, and his mind immediately opened up.

This sudden change made him realize that those children who have been competing with him for memory should be not far away.

Moreover, their attention must be focused on themselves like never before...

Sure enough, as expected, bursts of crisp laughter came from the stairwell:
"Hee hee... hee hee... hee hee..."

Following the sound, a group of children followed the stairs to the corridor, blocking the way forward.

All of them kept weird expressions on their faces, with their heads half down, their eyes rolled upwards, fixed on the two white coats holding Xin Ziqiu, and the corners of their mouths raised in a sharp arc, revealing strange smiles.

"You can't take brother Xiaodong away!"

"That's right, we haven't done the homework he assigned!"

"How can a regular heptagon be made with rulers and compasses!"

"We're still waiting for him to explain the answer..."

"If he can't explain how to do it, we'll smash his head!"

"No, don't do this, it's not fun at all, we can poke holes in him with a compass, and see how many holes can kill him..."

"..."

The children were chattering, their voices were extremely sharp, coupled with their grotesque expressions, they were extremely creepy in this dark corridor.

The two white coats looked at them indifferently, and said at the same time in a strange tone:

"His illness has occurred again, and now he needs treatment. We will take him to 'Doctor Yun'."

As he spoke, he ignored the interception in front of him, supported Xin Ziqiu, and detoured against the left wall.

But those children didn't want to let them go, and blocked the way again:

"You can't disturb 'Aunt Yun' to rest!"

"Aunt Yun takes care of us every day. It's already very hard. You give Brother Xiaodong to us, and we will treat him!"

"That's right, we'll use a knife to cut off brother Xiaodong's body piece by piece, and when he can't bear the pain, he will naturally recover his memory!"

"No, we should poke holes one by one on brother Xiaodong's body, put powdered sugar in them, and throw him into the ant pile, so that he can keep whining and begging for mercy, remembering who he really is..."

"..."

The more the children talked, the more cruel they became, and the more they talked, the more excited they became. They yelled passionately, and their voices were intertwined, like boiling water, which was out of control.

In the end, Xin Ziqiu couldn't hear what the children were saying at all, but the ferocity and rage that couldn't be concealed seemed real and sent chills down the spine.

Even though he was already used to bloodshed and death in the whirling world, he couldn't help being horrified.

But the two white coats turned a deaf ear to it, still supporting Xin Ziqiu mechanically, striding forward.

Seeing this, the children stopped discussing immediately, and a thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy in the lead jumped over, hugged a shoulder in a white coat, and bit down hard.

The rest of the children, no matter how big or small, all showed their white fangs and looked fierce, and rushed towards the two white coats...

……

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Xin Ziqiu broke free from the shackles of the white coat, turned around and ran to his room.

Just now, he thought of many things, especially remembering that he was wearing an ancient jade of five colors.

It was what he had obtained in a dream in a taxi, and it seemed to have a great connection with his father.

In that dream, his father personally told him to come and find him in the Realm of Floating Life.

Xin Ziqiu had a strong premonition that as long as he took out that ancient jade, maybe the weird man in the room who looked like his father would talk to him.

Thinking of this, he felt excited, as if a huge secret would soon be revealed before his eyes.

So he didn't care about these absurd and treacherous children, and rushed towards the room without looking back, racing against time.

But before he could take two steps, he saw a person standing in front of him, blocking his way.

This man was wearing clean and tidy white overalls, with his hands crossed on his chest, standing quietly in the empty corridor, without saying a word, like an eternal statue, looking graceful and elegant, but he was speechless strange.

It was "Aunt Yun".

When Xin Ziqiu saw this weird woman appearing in the corridor, his expression froze, and a bad premonition suddenly rose in his heart. When he instinctively made a wrong step, he wanted to walk around her with mud steps.

But Aunt Yun didn't move, she floated over like a ghost, and stretched out her hand to lightly press his shoulder.

Xin Ziqiu's mind is extremely clear at this time, and he understands that if he is caught by her, all his previous efforts will be wasted, and the good situation he has won so hard will be destroyed.

He is nicknamed "Lengtouqing", and he has always been a courageous character. The more he is in this critical moment, the more he can explode his strength beyond the limit.

Although without the blessing of innate true qi, Xin Ziqiu's figure is still like a ghost, and he fully displays the essence of Cheng Pai's gossip, spinning without direction, making it unpredictable.

These few steps are already the limit of what he has learned in his life, at this moment, even a person whose martial arts are ten times higher than his is impossible to catch him with one move.

But that "Aunt Yun" just stretched out his palm casually, and blocked his way forward, as if Xin Ziqiu had bumped into him himself, and was pinned on his shoulder like a trap.

"Xiaodong, don't run around at night, you have to go home and rest."

Aunt Yun put a bloated donkey face in front of Xin Ziqiu, staring at him with gray brown eyes and said.

Xin Ziqiu felt as if his shoulders were being pressed down by a mountain of ten thousand ren, and he couldn't move, and he groaned inwardly.

This is not my home, this is clearly a damn mental hospital...

But in the next second, his eyes lost their clarity and became blurred. He nodded blankly, and slowly walked towards his original room with heavy steps.

Aunt Yun showed a satisfied smile, patted him on the shoulder, and turned her gaze to the fight in the corridor, watching with great interest, just like admiring the monkeys and elephants in the circus...

……

In less than a few minutes, the corridor was already in a mess.

The white coats of the two men had been soaked in viscous blood, half of which had solidified into a shocking purple-black color, while the other half was still flowing slowly on their bodies, which made people shudder.

Their exposed faces, necks, and hands are full of criss-cross teeth marks and scratches, and bones are exposed in many places.

On the marble floor tiles in the corridor, there were more than a dozen children lying on the ground. They were all staring, and their hands and feet were twitching non-stop. A large pool of blood flowed out from under each of them, and there were still pieces of meat floating on it. And bone dregs, extremely miserable.

This fierce hand-to-hand battle started silently and ended silently.

At this moment, Aunt Yun said lightly:

"Okay, children, there are guests at home, you must be good, obey the rules, go back to your room and rest."

As her words fell, the blood on the ground suddenly began to flow backwards, returning to the bodies of each of the children, and the wounds on their bodies were also healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Soon, the tragic blood was gone, and the children stood in the corridor again, the weird smiles on their faces disappeared, replaced by confusion and bewilderment, obediently lined up and walked down the stairs.

Seeing them leave, Aunt Yun waved to the two men in white coats and said:
"Xiaodong's 'treatment' is over, and you can leave too."

The two men nodded, a burst of white light rose from their bodies, and they disappeared in place, as if they had never appeared on this floor...

……

Xin Ziqiu walked back to the room blankly, opened the door and went in, and found that his own bed was covered with clean and tidy sheets, while on the other bed, a strange man with thinning hair and dry skin was sitting.

Other than that, there is no one else.

And the ground is also clean, the viscous liquid that was spilled before has long since disappeared.

Xin Ziqiu vaguely felt that this strange man had something to do with him, and there should be more than the two of them in the room. It seemed that something had happened just now, but his mind was in chaos, and he couldn't remember anything, so he could only sit on his bed in a daze.

At this moment, the strange man spoke to him:

"Are you Xiaodong?"

Xin Ziqiu nodded. In "Xiaodong"'s memory, this strange person only had a serial number and no name, so he responded:

"I am Xiaodong, and you are 9527?"

The weird man raised the corners of his mouth, smiled hoarsely, pointed at Xin Ziqiu and said:
"I am 9527, you are 1314. You are Xiaodong, and I am... Luohu..."

……

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(End of this chapter)