The next day, He Yan was woken up by the alarm.
He reflexively sat up from the bed, reached out and picked up the old mobile phone on the bedside table, turned it on, and the time showed seven in the morning.
The plain thin quilt slid down to his waist with his movements.
Oh yes, today is Monday, and he has to go to class.
Maybe it was because the spiritual sea was shaken too much last night. When he just woke up, He Yan's mind was blank, and he sat with his phone down for a few seconds before the memory slowly came back. the bed.
... He is on the bed
Before losing consciousness yesterday, he was obviously imprisoned in the corner by the black shadow's mental power, why is he lying on the bed so peacefully now
For a moment, He Yan suddenly had a little luck in his heart. Maybe the turmoil in his memory was just a dream caused by over-worried thoughts.
Then he raised his head abruptly, and eagerly scanned the small room of only more than thirty square meters. The moment he saw the situation inside the room clearly, the light in his eyes quickly dimmed again.
The whole room seemed to have been ravaged by a typhoon. Books and clothes were scattered on the ground. Han Ziyu's half-dead second-hand notebook was crooked on the ground and mixed in a pile of debris. It can be seen that the fuselage has been completely deformed. , this time it must be completely scrapped.
All this told him plainly: what he remembered was not a dream...
Thinking of the scene of the black shadow's body dissipating like smoke last night, He Yan couldn't help but his heart constricted, and an uncontrollable panic surged in his chest.
However, since he can still lie on the bed well now, it must be that the shuttle of unknown origin failed to win the final victory in the battle last night.
The one who sent him to the bed and covered him with a quilt thoughtfully, couldn't possibly be the shuttle who had murderous intent on him as soon as he appeared, right
... But why isn't Sombra here
Obviously yesterday morning, he was still obediently lying on the bed, like a little black octopus, with tentacles wrapped around his body, unable to be pulled apart, skin and sticky.
Forcing himself to calm down, He Yan couldn't help but increase his grip on the phone. Thousands of silk-like white spiritual filaments protruded from his spiritual sea and searched the house inch by inch.
Finally, when he found the corner of the table, the mental filament felt a familiar aura, and immediately entangled it impatiently, and pulled it out from under the table.
It was a small cage no bigger than a palm, made of spiritual power and resentment. It was the same as the enchantment that Sombra used to imprison him last night, but it was much smaller.
… What is Sombra doing with such a gadget
Could it be that he shrunk himself into a ball, hid himself in it, and gave himself to him as a gift
But... does their black shadow really have such a high IQ
He Yan closed his eyes and eliminated these messy thoughts from his mind.
In any case, always open it first.
Putting the old mobile phone with cracked screen in his hands on the bed, He Yan lifted the thin quilt and got out of bed, put the small cage like coal balls on the table, and manipulated the filaments of mental power , poked down on it carefully.
Afraid of accidentally hurting the things inside, He Yan didn't dare to use force, but just lightly poked it.
Those filaments of mental power that seemed extremely stubborn last night were particularly docile this time. Even though he used very little force, the small cage seemed to have been greatly stimulated. The next second after he poked it down, it immediately dispersed in front of his eyes like smoke.
This picture reminded He Yan of the scene where the black figure disappeared last night, and he couldn't help but panic again. He fished in the black smoke with the filaments of mental power, trying to slow down the speed at which it spread, but the blackness still faded extremely quickly, and soon completely dissipated in the air.
"..."
After the small cage dissipated, a white mass fell out of it, rolled down the table, fell to the ground, then expanded rapidly, and finally turned into the shape of a person.
He Yan recovered from his daze, frowned, and secretly raised his vigilance.
... How is that female ghost from yesterday
The female ghost seemed to have returned to her normal form, with a beautiful face and clear eyes. She sat on the ground and looked at He Yan timidly. Except for her somewhat transparent body and excessive pale complexion, she was no different from a stranger.
He Yan's mind was in a mess, and a cloud of doubts shrouded his mind like a cloud, making him unable to settle down.
Where did their shadow go? Since he was able to send him to the bed and cover him with a quilt, and he had the time to catch this female ghost, why didn't he show up now
I was injured... Have you shrunk so much that you don't know where to go to recuperate
As for the worse case...
He Yan refused to imagine.
"Mr. Han," the female ghost sitting on the ground suddenly voluntarily said, "I'm sorry for causing you trouble a few days ago."
Like her delicate appearance, her voice is very soft, and the upbringing revealed in her words is also excellent, making it easy for people to fall in love with her.
But He Yan didn't have time to pay attention to these, he just glanced at her irritably and vigilantly, and his tone of voice couldn't tell the joy or anger: "Speak up if you have something to say."
Although this female ghost is innocent if she is deceived and seeks the wrong revenge, isn't he innocent
It's okay to be involved in this bloody case for no reason, but now he is even more implicated and even his partner has disappeared. Under the irritability, He Yan didn't bother to put on a pleasant appearance in order to take care of the female ghost's mood.
Guilt was on the female ghost's face: "I'm sorry, please rest assured that the spell cast by Yan Xixi on me has been lifted, and I will not pester you again in the future."
She hesitated for a moment, and then said: "Besides, if you have any wishes, you can also tell me, as a little compensation for the troubles I have caused you these days."
In fact, just like hurting innocent people, using her power to open the door for others is also disrupting the karma in the world without authorization. After returning to hell, she will also have to pay for it.
Of course He Yan knew this, and was quite satisfied with the female ghost's sincere attitude. He paused and asked, "How can you be sure that they won't curse you a second time?"
The female ghost bit her lip and replied: "I will be careful."
He Yan sneered.
He looked down at the female ghost and said, "I don't have any wishes, and I can even help you fulfill your wishes, as long as you promise me that the person who cursed you... will also be killed."
At the end, He Yan's eyes had obvious killing intent.
Yan Xixi, and that "superior" surnamed Fu, the two chief culprits who caused the disappearance of their family's shadow, he will not let go of any of them.
After hearing He Yan's request, obvious hesitation appeared on the female ghost's face.
She returned to Yangjian to avenge that woman, so the Yin Commander only wrote Yan Xixi's name and birth date. Although the celestial master Yan Xixi found cheated her, but due to the restrictions of the rules, She has no right to take the life of that celestial master.
Although there seemed to be something wrong with the yin commander in her hand, there was no movement when she attacked Han Ziyu, and no yin official came to the yang world to investigate. But if she wanted to be reincarnated, she would have to return to hell sooner or later, and by that time, nothing she did in the underworld would be able to escape the scrutiny of the ghost jailer.
The Ghost Prison Division severely punishes crimes that violate the rules. If someone holds the Commander Yin and kills someone else, he will be sent to the Abyss Prison to endure 30 years of burning fire, and then enter the animal life of the third life before he can be transferred to the human world again. fetal. And after entering the human womb, he has to endure the suffering of three generations of many disasters and a short life, in order to pay off his sins and re-enter the cycle of reincarnation with a clean body.
After a long silence, the ghost still nodded, "I promise you."
She was originally soft-hearted, otherwise she would not have been so easily used by Yan Xixi to die. Under the double oppression of guilt and the opponent's strength, she had no other choice but to agree.
At this point, even if she didn't do anything to that celestial master, just doing something to Han Ziyu would be enough for her to go back to hell and drink a pot. Besides, she is not without hatred for the celestial master who helped Yan Xixi cast a curse on her.
"By the way," He Yan suddenly remembered something, and asked the female ghost, "Where is the Yin Commander on your body? Show me."
Maybe it was because He Yan's tone was too natural, the female ghost was taken aback for a moment, obediently took out the erroneous Commander Yin from the pocket of the school uniform, and handed it to He Yan.
He Yan wrapped the black lacquered sign with a thin thread of mental power, and after some probing, he confirmed that the yin commander was indeed very wrong, just as he had suspected before.
According to the information he found on the metaphysics forum, Commander Yin is the avatar of the rules of hell, with a little power of rules, which cannot be profaned by anyone or ghosts, but He Yan poked at it for a long time with a filament of mental power, and this piece Commander Yin seemed to be dead, without any reaction.
But other than this weirdness, he couldn't find any other clues after looking at it for a long time, so he had to return it to the female ghost.
After talking with the female ghost for so long, it's almost eight o'clock now, and the first class starts at half past eight, so it must be too late.
After discussing with the female ghost, He Yan used the leftover materials from last night's formation to fold a temporary talisman for the female ghost, put it in his schoolbag and went out.
After eating breakfast in a small roadside shop, I finally arrived at the school at half past nine.
Instead of catching up with the first class, which was destined to be late, He Yan went directly to the classroom for the second class, and there was no one in it.
He sat straight down in the middle of the last row.
At ten o'clock, after the first class was over, many students who came to the second class entered the classroom one after another. After seeing him, many people showed strange eyes.
The former roommate entered the classroom through the back door, touched him, looked at him for a long time, and then asked in surprise, "Han Ziyu?"
He Yan let out a "hmm".
The roommate slapped his thigh violently, and said in amazement: "You can do it, why did you cut your head and take off your glasses, it's like changing your face?"
The moment he saw this person just now, his first reaction was that someone came to replace the class. This class was joined by their class and another class. There were only 60 people in total. They all knew each other's faces. Suddenly, a handsome handsome guy appeared. There are only a few people in the classroom, so he is still very conspicuous. .
This man has a small frame, a handsome face, especially dark pupils, and a pale complexion. He is the standard handsome guy with a weak personality, and it is very easy to arouse the love of girls.
But on closer inspection, something doesn't feel right.
Why is the washed white shirt on this handsome guy so similar to that of his former roommate
Then he took a closer look and found that the person's facial features were indeed somewhat similar to those of his former roommate, and the schoolbag on the table was also very familiar.
That's scary.
Although his former roommate couldn't be called ugly, he definitely couldn't be called handsome. He was just one of the unremarkable men in engineering. Why did he change his hairstyle and take off his glasses and then left him and squeezed into the ranks of handsome guys
He Yan: "..."
In fact, Han Ziyu's looks are not bad, but his spirit is not good, and he neglects to take care of himself, so he will inevitably look mediocre.
After his mental strength was fully recovered, he directly repaired the visual defects of this body, took off the ugly pair of glasses, and changed the core, the whole person's temperament has completely changed, It is normal to look very different from before.
However, He Yan naturally couldn't explain these reasons to his ex-roommate, and he was not in the mood to talk to him, so he could only nod in agreement.
Roommate: "..."
I suspect that this kid is playing tricks on me!
never mind…
The roommate scratched his head and stared at him playing alone.
Anyway, this person had this kind of personality when he was still living in the dormitory. He couldn't make a dull fart with three sticks, and sometimes he didn't say more than ten sentences a day with them. He once doubted whether Han Ziyu was autistic disease.
Yan Xixi only entered the classroom when everyone was almost there.
As a class assistant, Yan Xixi is actually very responsible. Unlike other class assistants who don’t see her once a month, she will follow them in this class every week. It is said that she is to observe their learning situation .
She always likes to sit in the last row, and He Yan deliberately sat here just to wait for her.
After sitting in the last row, Yan Xixi naturally noticed He Yan who had changed a lot now. She looked in a trance, obviously failed to recognize who he was at first, and smiled politely at him .
The roommate laughed and winked at Yan Xixi, "Beauty Yan, didn't you see it? This is our Ziyu..."
Yan Xixi's face, which was not very good at first, suddenly became extremely pale, and there was an unconcealable fright in his eyes.
He Yan tilted his head, and at an angle that his roommate couldn't see, he parted his mouth and showed her a malicious smile.
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