Silver Blade and Rose

Strictly speaking, Edwin is really not a good teacher.

He will not teach Zals what basic training to do like the coaches in the school, nor will he classify the items into categories, but will give him the training content in one go, and let him choose according to the above content. What to practice, what to practice next.

These entries also look very different, such as eating unpalatable green mush food, or spending the night in the room with eyes open. Asked him to do it, Zals didn't think too much, and did as he wanted.

And when he was implementing these training contents, he really seemed to feel something.The room, which usually looked normal, seemed to be less peaceful in the middle of the night. Although he couldn't see it, something was moving in the dark.He stayed up all night with his eyes open, and the next morning he knocked on Edwin's door with dark circles under his eyes, and told him that he got the reply of "continue tonight".

Zals didn't know what Edwin wanted him to see or what he couldn't see, so he returned to the room a little confused and continued to read his reference book.

The book is no longer the elementary illustrated book that Muen gave him at the beginning. Zars spent two days reading it all, and then accepted Edwin's test and obtained the power of slavery—the study is in Edwin's In the room, when the sides of the closet against the wall were opened, it turned out to be a hollowed-out building structure, and Edwin hid his study in it.

This is a cylindrical space with a small footprint, but the height of the floor is a bit scary. It seems that the two floors have been dug through, and only the ladder and the narrow passage between the tiered bookshelves are used for movement.Zals walked in behind Edwin, and found that the inside was full of large bookshelves, all the way to the ceiling, like a secret cave built with frames.

"There are not many books suitable for novices. The more basic ones here are children's books. You can read them first."

Edwin pointed to a corner near the ground, where there were some picture books with colorful covers. Zars squatted down to take them out, and looked at them again. Can't read the words written on their covers.

Strangely shaped, similar to the incomprehensible words on the cover of the previous illustrated book, in short, it is not a foreign language that Zals recognizes.He also couldn't expect Edwin to be a living dictionary for him, so he could only accept these "children's books" first, and take them back to his room to read.

However, after reading it, he regretted it. Edwin lied to him. This is not a children's book at all. The content written in it is about ten times harder than the illustrated book that Muen lent him.

The things I encountered on the first day of coming to No. 179 are about the same level as kitchen garbage in these books. I only mentioned how to classify them, as if it can solve them as a matter of course.However, because there was no language barrier, Zals still watched it more comfortably—Edwin said that he could ask him if he didn’t understand, so he wrote down all the questions in his notebook, and planned to digest them all night before asking questions.

As for what to do at night, it is natural to follow the training plan I made, and keep my eyes open until dawn.

After taking a shower, Zals changed into his pajamas, checked that the time was almost up, put the books and notebooks aside, lay down on the bed by himself, turned off the lights and stared at the empty ceiling in a daze.

Maybe Grant didn't like it, or maybe there was no such need during the renovation. The room Zals lived in didn't even have a ceiling light or a fan. There was only one light tube shining lonely on the wall.After turning off the light, he looked at the ceiling, which he knew was nothing, but felt like he was staring at something for no reason.

...perhaps an illusion.he thinks.

The mattress is neither soft nor hard, to the extent he likes it. The sheets and quilt covers are also his personal belongings. It should be very comfortable to lie under the quilt in a cotton T-shirt and shorts, but since the beginning of this training According to the plan, Zals stared at the ceiling until dawn every day, to the point where even if there was nothing, he felt that he would see something.

For example, right now, he feels that something is staring at him from the ceiling.

Was that why Edwin kept him up every night?Make him think there's something else in the room?

Zals really wanted to see if there were any foreign objects on the ceiling, but after turning off the lights, there was only a faint light from the street lamps coming in from the window. Even though he was neither short-sighted nor night blind, the light was not far enough for him to see clearly Degree.He was a little apprehensive, but when he thought that he would be able to beat the wall and call out for someone immediately if something happened, he managed to calm down and lay down on the bed without moving, maintaining his original posture.

He thought that as long as he continued like this, he would spend the same night as the previous few days, but after he lay down for a while, the feeling of being watched became more and more intense.

It's hard to tell whether it's good intentions or malice, but it's like standing in the middle of the crowd and being watched silently with eyes that don't matter whether it's good or bad.Zals felt his scalp tingling more and more, and wanted to close his eyes, but he was unwilling to stop the training plan just like that, so he had to force himself to keep his eyes open and look at the ceiling, silently hoping that there would be nothing there.

Just then, a car drove by on the street, and its lights reflected into the room, illuminating the ceiling for a moment.

The clothes behind Zals were soaked in an instant.

He didn't want anything but came here, the ceiling was full of faces, staring at him expressionlessly, exactly as he had imagined just now.

It's not life-threatening, is it?He lay stiffly on the bed thinking.

The light flashed by, and the room immediately returned to darkness, and the faces on the ceiling could not be seen.Zals knew in his heart that this was probably the reason why Edwin let him lie with his eyes open all night. If they were always here, then he would sleep under the gaze of these faces every night, as if nothing had happened.No matter how you think about it, Muun and the others will not let him live in a dangerous room without saying anything,

Although he only glanced at it, most of those faces were calm, just looking at him blankly, Zars tried to calm himself down, and began to recall whether he had seen them in the book.

Crowded human faces, creepy silent stares... Ah, yes.

Zales turned over and got out of bed, and took a "children's book" from the table in the corner.Its cover has the title of "Easy Exorcism Guide", but with colorful pictures, it is more like telling some creepy exorcism stories in the way of picture books.Zals flipped through it in the afternoon, and felt that the stories inside seemed to be told to some children who were stronger than him. After all, he couldn't catch the little goblin in flight with his bare hands, and he couldn't see "" who was secretly watching the human family" Joy, anger, sorrow and joy", he can only read these picture book stories that he can only rely on imagination for the time being like fairy tales.

And these human faces on the ceiling are probably the "emotions, anger, sorrow, joy" mentioned in the book.

This is a kind of monster that breeds in human society. It feeds on different extreme emotions of human beings. It usually lives in a multi-person family, and ordinary humans cannot see them.They are not really expressionless, but usually everyone is sleeping in the middle of the night, and they do not sense emotional fluctuations, so no special expressions appear.During the day, they are affected by the emotions of the host. If everyone in the family is angry because of something, they will also show angry expressions.

And the story in "A Simple Guide to Exorcism" is that the exorcist passed through a hotel when he was traveling, and found that the "emotions, anger, sorrow and joy" inside had absorbed a lot of emotions from passing passengers, and he was in the hotel every night like patrolling his territory. wandering around.They can only be attached to the wall, so they appear on the ceiling like the one in the room, on the wall or even on the ground, and ordinary people can't see them, otherwise the hotel will never prosper.

"Emotions, Anger, Sorrow, Joy" are not monsters in the traditional sense. They cannot be killed by ordinary means such as burning with knives and cutting. In the story, the traveling exorcist drove them away, and the hotel owner and other passers-by did not know .

……and many more.

Zals thought slowly, since ordinary people can't see it, why would he see it?

He sat on the bed and looked up at the ceiling where "emotions, sorrows, sorrows and joys" appeared just now, but now there was no light illuminating the room, so he saw nothing.

Zals hesitated for a moment, reached out and turned on the light directly.

The densely packed faces he saw just now appeared before his eyes again. There were men and women, old and young, huddled together on the ceiling, staring at him expressionlessly.

At eight o'clock the next morning, Zales knocked on Edwin's door.

Seeing that his face was full of radiance, as if he had just had a good night's sleep, Edwin woke up from the bed when he knocked on the door like a drum, leaned against the door and asked, "What's the matter? "

"I saw it last night!" Zars said excitedly, "The one on the ceiling!"

The tone could be called excited, not at all like seeing a ghost at night.Edwin raised his eyebrows and asked, "Then?"

Zars froze for a moment: "You told me not to sleep at night, didn't you want me to watch it?"

"Of course not." Edwin gave him a look like a fool, "Why would I let you watch such boring things?"

If the densely packed human faces on the ceiling are also boring, Zars really dare not think about what other high-end things are worth seeing in his room.

That is to say, he didn't see it now, but if he saw it someday, maybe he would be so frightened that he would run out and knock on Edwin's door for help on the spot.

The more Zals thought about it, the more his scalp became numb, and he couldn't help but ask, "How many things are there in the room that I can't see?"

"That's too much." Edwin said meaningfully.

He obviously had something in his words, implying that there are many other things in the room besides the "door" that he didn't know where, but to Zals' surprise, he was more curious about what was staying with him every day than being afraid.

He didn't know whether it was because he stayed in No. 179 for a long time or he read too many strange books recently. Before he realized it, his mentality had changed.

After scaring him, Edwin didn't continue to say anything. He yawned and was about to close the door to catch up on sleep—it was still very early, and he usually didn't get up until noon, and Zales woke him up.He was about to close the door when Zals said again: "I'm going for a run, do I want to bring you some breakfast?"

Edwin glanced at him and found that he was still very energetic, he didn't look shocked at all, his eyes were bright, and he was so energetic that he didn't look like he hadn't slept all night.

He was about to say no, but after thinking about it, he finally changed his mind and said, "Coffee and sandwiches, thank you."

Zals responded and turned around and ran away. He added, "Send it later."

"understood!"

Before the words were finished, the person had already disappeared.Edwin stood at the door for a while, not knowing what he was thinking, he shook his head and closed the door and went back to catch up on sleep.