Mystery: The Star Key

After calming down again, Su Yuanning endured the pain all over his body and walked off the bunk bed where he was staying.

He planned to go to the makeup mirror over there to see what he looked like now.

Although he was very reluctant to accept it, he probably knew what happened to him after reading online articles in his previous life.

"It's actually really time-travel." Su Yuanning twitched the corners of his mouth, but he wasn't very happy.

When he read novels before, he really envied the protagonists who traveled to the new world for adventure.

But when it was his turn, Su Yuanning was really not happy.

He obviously didn't do anything yesterday, yet he just passed through inexplicably. Moreover, the environment after crossing over is still so strange.

"This is the first time I've heard that after crossing the border, you will use a steel needle to stab someone else's head..."

Su Yuanning limped to the mirror.

He felt that the pain in his body had not gone away, he was still sore, but he had recovered a lot, at least he had the ability to move.

He also saw himself in the mirror now.

Now he has golden brown hair and silver gray eyes. If you ignore the sickness and stubble on his face, he is still a very handsome foreign guy.

But the dark circles under the eyes that were almost drooping to the bottom of the eyes, the lips that were black and purple, the complexion that was white to blue, and the stubble on the lower jaw were not something that could be easily ignored.

"Is this an incurable disease..." Su Yuanning smacked his tongue secretly.

"But..." Su Yuanning pressed his heart, neck, abdomen... and other internal organs. I didn't feel sick, and when I pressed it, I didn't feel any pain.

Even when he was just awake, his lungs, which he felt difficult to breathe, have improved significantly now.

"No, I can't judge by myself. I still have to find a chance to go to the hospital." Su Yuanning was not very confident about his medical knowledge.

Moreover, the strange sight he saw just now made him feel very uneasy. Those scenes don't seem like vain imaginations.

However, there are only two plausible explanations for assuming that such an unscientific picture appears to be true.

—First, those scenes are indeed real, and there are indeed mysteries in this world that cannot be seen directly, cannot be spied on, and cannot be understood. Witchcraft, supernatural abilities, and occultism all exist.

—Second, his current body has a very serious mental illness.

No matter what the result is, it is not very good. He had never been exposed to occultism before, and fighting mental illness was far from being as simple as saying a few words.

Su Yuanning rubbed his forehead, holding the memory of the original owner of this body in his mind, trying to find any clues in the limited memory.

However, before he could remember, Su Yuanning suddenly heard someone's footsteps.

When he turned his head, he saw that someone had lifted the curtain of the tent.

A clown's face appeared behind the curtain. His face was smeared with heavy red and white oil paint, and the corners of his mouth were curled up, looking very happy.

When the clown saw Su Yuanning in front of the mirror, he seemed to be stunned, somewhat surprised.

However, he quickly regained his senses, walked towards Su Yuanning with a smile, and said, "Little Dalot, are you okay?"

Listening to the voice and looking at his face, Su Yuanning quickly remembered his identity.

This clown is called John Johnson, a colleague who works with Igna at the puppet circus. He has a habit of drinking alcohol on weekdays, and his relationship with Igna is not good, that is, the relationship of nodding friends.

The inexplicable concern at this time made Su Yuanning feel a little weird.

However, at the same time, after John's reminder, Su Yuanning remembered another very important thing.

The original owner of his body, Igna, is now using the name in the puppet circus, not Igna Lilance or Igna Abraham, but Dalot Evans.

"This foreigner named Igna has too many vests, is it necessary? Do you want to make dolls?" Su Yuanning couldn't help but complain in his heart.

But on the surface, Su Yuanning greeted John politely: "Thank you for your concern, but I'm still a little uncomfortable. I just want to drink some water."

Su Yuanning stretched out his finger and pointed to the pottery kettle that was placed not far away.

"It's you, John. Why did you come back suddenly?" Su Yuanning felt a little strange.

Loud music was playing outside, and it was still circus working hours.

In theory, as a clown touring tourists, John shouldn't and couldn't leave his post without permission.

However, John came over, leaned in front of the dressing table and looked at Su Yuanning, he smiled and said, "Don't I care about you? I heard that you are seriously ill and can't get out of bed."

"Thank you, I'm much better." Su Yuanning was polite but alienated.

He didn't like this John. He relied on the oil paint on his face, so he used those eyes hidden under the white and black oil paint to look up and down unscrupulously at him not far away. It made Su Yuanning feel uncomfortable.

John clicked his tongue twice: "But, dear little Dalot, you were fine when you came back last night. Why can't you get out of bed in the morning?"

"And... why is it better now?" John said suspiciously, looking up and down Su Yuanning's eyes even more unscrupulous, as if he was looking at a monster.

I don't remember this, but let's take a look at the healing effect that comes with it... Su Yuanning slandered.

No! Thinking of this, Su Yuanning suddenly realized that he seemed to have overlooked one thing.

A very important thing!

The original owner of this body should be dead!

And looking at the face of the original owner, it is obvious that he died of illness!

but! Suppose, if the truth is as John said, when he came back last night, the original owner was still "good". So why did he die today? ?

How did he die suddenly? ?

In the memory fragments that Su Yuanning found, the original owner of this body was still very young. During his time as Igna Liszt he was also examined annually by the best doctors in Lindenhof. He had no acute illness at all.

Moreover, Su Yuanning really can't remember what happened this morning and last night!

Su Yuanning's heart was terrified, but on the surface, he didn't show any expression, and said nonsense: "John, this is an old problem of mine, and it comes and goes quickly. It's just that it's more urgent when it attacks, but it's quick to get better."

"Is that so?" John raised his eyebrows.

"Yeah." Su Yuanning nodded with a very sincere expression.

He also said the truth. After death, resurrection, as long as it gets better, it can be "quick".

I don't know if he was persuaded by Su Yuanning, but John laughed loudly: "That's fine, I'm really worried about you."

Then he rolled his eyes and suddenly said, "By the way, I'm here to find you, and I still want to tell you. The regimental commander is looking for you. If you're better, you can find him yourself."

Su Yuanning felt that this notification came a bit inexplicable, but he still nodded and replied:

"it is good."

"I got the notification in place, I'll go first!"

Watching John leave the tent, Su Yuanning glanced at his mouth.

Supporting the body that felt less and less sore, Su Yuanning walked to the table, according to the original owner's memory, found his own cup, and poured a glass of water: "I also said that I am concerned, and I can't even help pour the water."

Sitting on the stool, leaning against the dressing table, Su Yuanning reluctantly swallowed a mouthful of water with an earthy smell.

Su Yuanning also felt that his brain seemed to be a little more awake as the mouthful of unpleasant water slid down his throat.

Looking at the mirror on the dressing table with countless bottles and cans, Su Yuanning saw himself again.

The dark blue under his eyes is still there, but his lips have gradually become bloody, and his complexion has improved a lot.

However, this is an unfamiliar face.

Su Yuanning stretched out his hand and pulled the flesh on that cheek. It's just that the pain of pulling and the corners of his mouth that were pulled apart in the mirror were all telling Su Yuanning.

This is him.

This is him now.

"Igna..."

"A descendant of the fallen noble Abraham, a man with triple identities who was murdered and resurrected..."

Su Yuanning looked at herself in the mirror and sighed: "Can I rely on this identity to survive in this world?"

"...I, can I go back?"

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