Siren Blade

Chapter 24 Ruan Wenzhu

If the previous me was just pierced through the heart, it would be very painful, but I wouldn't die, and it wouldn't even be considered a hindrance.Even if the brain is shattered, the consciousness will disappear for a short time; but the brain will be restored to integrity in a flash, and the consciousness will return in a flash.Even if it is a spirit body—that is, a "soul" in layman's terms, it is not uncommon for me to have a super powerful attack that can turn that kind of thing into powder before, but with the support of "it", that is also It's just a small problem that can be solved in a blink of an eye, which is no different from a scratch.Looking at it this way, the past me didn't even have the concept of "hurt".Just like the "devil" I encountered in the dream, it is truly immortal.

But now I am just extremely strong in vitality and resilience, as long as I am killed, I will die normally.

This kind of plot seems to appear often in the fictional stories I have read before.Even if the role of the righteous side is just an ordinary person, as long as they turn to the evil side, they will suddenly become very strong and become extremely oppressive to the righteous side.Then if you change your mind and return to the side of justice, the previous oppressive force will disappear, and even the power will be greatly reduced.I didn't expect that such a conventional plot would actually appear in my body.And the one who died with me in the end was an ordinary warlock who was not even considered a threat in the past.

But that's good, I saved someone anyway.Even though it was a young woman I had never met, she gave me the opportunity to let go of my obsession, and I have to thank her.I believe that she will also feel joy for her narrow escape, that's enough.

I dragged my dying body and walked towards the foot of the mountain.

When I wanted to kill myself, I also thought about whether to commit suicide by throwing myself into the sea, but after repeated weighing, I temporarily let go of that plan.And now that I'm about to die, I might as well find a lake and go in.Listening to the underwater sound before I die, maybe I can get back a little feeling of getting along with "it", but it will probably frighten the passers-by who witness me.

Thanks to this body with strong vitality, I did not die all the way to the lake at the foot of the mountain, but I finally reached the limit.My consciousness has been extremely hazy, sometimes disconnected.He vaguely heard the voices of some passers-by, as well as vague whispers in his ears, but he ignored them all.I climbed over the iron railing with great difficulty, and couldn't hold on any longer, allowing my body to fall into the lake.

Memories like a revolving lantern came to mind.

Speaking of which, the place where I broke up with the front table at the beginning seems to be this lakeside...

Later, she got lost on the mountain, and I also got lost in search of her, and then I met "it", and was charmed by its inhuman beauty under the moonlight.

Due to a single thought, my life went out of control and entered a crazy track; and today, this train finally derailed and fell off a cliff.

This is the end of the man who is fascinated by the human and not human.

The ravings in the ears suddenly became noisy, then disappeared, and never sounded again.
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When I was still in school, there was a girl at the front desk who looked like a fish and a wild goose.

Smart eyes, clear voice, always fragrant.I have a crush on her, but am ashamed to say so.

Maybe she also has a crush on a boy in her class, and she's just as ashamed to talk about it as I am.This is also a normal phenomenon in adolescence. At this age, both boys and girls will be aware of the opposite sex, and they will also want to make themselves look good in the eyes of the opposite sex, and have the consciousness of dressing themselves up.

However, our school, or most of the schools I know, have quite strict restrictions on the love affairs of students. Not allowed.Of course, I believe there is still the intention of the school to visually minimize the family background differences between students.But just as differences in family background among students don't really disappear, neither does the desire to dress up.The school must also know this, so it turns a blind eye to the students' small arrogance in small places.Like the slightly cute hair tie and hair clip, the red rope on the wrist, the colored contact lenses that are hard to spot unless you look closely... Strictly speaking, these small decorations did not violate any school rules, at most they violated It is just the "spirit of school rules" that cannot be seen or touched.

So even the serious front desk couldn't avoid it, and pinned a hairpin that looked like a white carnation on the side of her hair.The teacher didn't say anything when he saw it, and the front desk was excellent in character and learning. The teacher always gave some preferential treatment to students with good academic performance.

Not so for the new English teacher.I later heard that she seemed to be dumped by her boyfriend, who went to find a woman who was prettier than her and could dress herself up better. rumors.All in all, she was in a very bad mood at the time, and she vented her anger in class without hesitation. During this period, she also roughly tore off the hair accessories on the front desk for violating a certain school rule, and threw them out of the window.

It was lunch break after that class, and the other students rushed to the cafeteria to eat, but the front desk immediately wiped away tears and went downstairs to look for it.I was very worried about her, and I followed her furtively, and watched her cry as she scrambled among the bushes and grass downstairs.She searched and couldn't find the hair accessory, but she didn't give up on going to lunch.

But I found the hair accessory by accident in the back.

I didn't know how to approach her at the time. If I approached her rashly and said that I wanted to help, would she think that I was interested in her, but if she didn't go to lunch, she would definitely be hungry in the afternoon.So I thought about going to the small shop at the school to buy more small bread with sausage sandwiched in it for lunch, and then pretended that I had an upset stomach and said that I couldn’t eat the sausage bread, so that I could stuff the sausage bread reasonably give her.

Then on the way to the little store, I saw that hair accessory.It's in the cleaning cart pushed by the workers responsible for cleaning the campus, together with other leaf garbage.I told the worker that the hair ornament was lost by a classmate, and the other party returned it without any suspicion.

After I got it, I hurried to the front desk. She was still lying on the grass looking for hair accessories, her white student uniform was stained with mud.Is that hair accessory that important?If it's that important, put it away.And it has not been found after searching for so long, which means that it must not be found.I really don't know if she is just dead-headed or if she is having trouble with herself.

I really couldn't see it, and hesitated, and then called her name.She didn't seem to hear, so I sneaked to see if other classmates passed by, and then patted her on the shoulder lightly.She didn't respond, so I had to press harder.

When she finally turned around, I returned the hair ornament to her.Now she was stunned, and the machine was down for a long time. After receiving the hair accessories, she squatted on the grass and lowered her head, completely unable to see her expression.I don't know if I laughed happily or not.

I was about to persuade her to go to the cafeteria for lunch, but suddenly my stomach groaned, and I had an idea—can I ask her to go to the school cafeteria for lunch with me?It just so happens that I don't know why I didn't go to lunch, there are such coincidences in the world!

"That, Ruan Wenzhu..."

"……Um?"

"You haven't eaten lunch yet?"

"Um……"

"I didn't even have lunch, so, uh..." I said it and felt bad, really bad.Just now I thought it was a good opportunity, but after thinking about it carefully, this is an invitation to dinner.Is it normal for boys and girls to sit and eat together?Does she think I'm interested in her?

I'm stuck.

The front desk slowly raised his face, watched me quietly for a while, and suddenly said my name, "Li Duo."

"Ok?"

"It just so happens that I didn't have lunch, do you want to have a meal together?" she asked.

I said yes almost reflexively, "Okay, okay..."

She squatted on the grass and smiled, then raised her hand and reached out to me.
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...seems like a dream from the past.

A familiar female voice came faintly from the ear, and someone was humming.

It is a very warm melody reminiscent of the sunlight passing through the branches and leaves of trees and casting large flickering spots on the grass.

I slowly woke up in this melody.

When I woke up again, the first thing I saw was the tile-blue sky and white clouds approaching the night, as well as the branches and leaves poking in from the edge of my vision, and at the same time I smelled the smell of soil and grass.

Cold and damp all over, obviously soaked up by clothes and trousers.

I... am I dead?

In the death fight with the old bones, my heart was destroyed, and it stands to reason that I can't recover from it.

Why……

Also, who fished me out of the lake?Did a passer-by see me fall into the lake, think someone was committing suicide by throwing himself into the lake, and contact rescuers?

At this moment, the humming sound disappeared, and a familiar human voice came again, "You finally woke up."

The face of the blue bird poked in from the edge of the field of vision.

"How is it, are you still awake?" She stretched out three fingers, "How much is this?"

"Three." I felt some pain in my throat, "Where is this?"

"Woods near the lake. Not many people pass by here."

"Why are you here?"

"This is my line, why did you run away suddenly." She breathed a sigh of relief, and complained again, "I am your supervisor, you ran away, the responsibility is on me, Do you know that?"

"I'm sorry." I apologized honestly, and asked again, "But how do you know I'm in Wuming Mountain?"

"Xiaocao told me."

"Who is Xiaocao?"

"It's the psychoanalyst I told you about before," she said. "She came to me in a panic and said that you had confronted a psycho killer and saved yourself. When I heard that, I immediately I rushed over, but saw bloodstains on the road, and then Xiaocao called and said that I witnessed you throwing yourself into the lake by the lake..."

"You came from Liucheng so soon?" I asked curiously while processing the information in her words.

It turns out that the young woman with the ponytail I rescued earlier was actually a psychoanalyst from the Security Bureau?

The old bone has a bad habit of attacking the relevant personnel of the Security Bureau and their family members. In this case, it is understandable why he wanted to attack that "little grass".

But why did the latter appear in Wuming Mountain?
"Ah, no, I was also in the Wuming Mountain before, um..." She sorted out her words a little bit, "That's right, I found out that you disappeared first, but I didn't know where you went, so I asked Xiaocao, she Tell me that you most likely went to the Wuming Mountain. Then we split up to find you here, and then she bumped into the old bone hiding in the Wuming Mountain, was attacked by the old bone, and then you rescued her..."

"I see..." I said, "but why did the psychoanalyst accompany you to the mountains to find me? Isn't this her job?"

"She seems to be looking for you, so she came with you." She replied.

What's up?What can a psychoanalyst from the Security Bureau do for me?I am very confused.

At the same time, there was another thing that puzzled me greatly, and this was the most important thing.

"I'm supposed to be dead," I said, "with a broken heart. There's no way I'm going to survive."

This is no longer a medical miracle. A medical miracle can only restore health to the dying, but cannot bring the dead back to life.

And at that time, I was undoubtedly dead.

The moment I fell into the lake, I felt very clearly that the last trace of vitality in my body had left me.

"Did you do something?"

"Yes and no." She said, "It is true that I saved you, and you are indeed dead, but not completely dead."

"What's going on?" I wondered.

"When I fished you out of the lake, your body had completely lost its vitality. According to medical standards, it was dead dead, utterly dead." She said, "And according to the standards of warlocks , In this case, your spirit will not be able to anchor in the physical body, it will automatically diffuse to the outside world, and disappear into thin air due to the loss of the protection of the physical body. But..." Her tone gradually became unbelievable.

I followed her words: "But, my spiritual body has not separated from the physical body?"

"Yes, you are in a bizarre state of suspended animation, as if your physical body has become a cage, and your spiritual body cannot be liberated from it...Of course, no matter how bizarre, this state will definitely not last long. Once time passes, you Your spiritual body will definitely be destroyed, and you will die completely, and it is impossible for you to save yourself under that condition." She said, "So I tried to cast a healing spell on your body. Your body It really wasn't transformed for nothing, for healing...or, for the digestion efficiency of the spirituality itself is very powerful, and it quickly regained its activity, and the wounds also healed."

"And then I woke up..." I tried to support my body, my muscles were quite tired, as if I had just woken up from a long hibernation, but I managed to support myself.

I looked around, and it was indeed the familiar Wuming Mountain forest, only myself lying on the ground nearby, and the blue bird sitting next to me.

Look at your body again.I didn't expect this body to be able to preserve my spirit body for a short time after my death, waiting for others to resurrect me.It's great, but it makes me a little puzzled. Why does it have this performance?This should be the body transformed with the support of "it", right?This kind of performance seems to exist without the support of "it".

In addition... After waking up, I still had a wonderful feeling in my heart, as if something was "ready to come out".

But before getting to the bottom of this feeling, I decided to ask another question.

Qingniao stood up on her knees, turned her back, "I'll call Xiaocao first..."

"Wait." I called to her, and read out her name, "Ruan Wenzhu."

(End of this chapter)