Shen Zicheng

... This state is inexplicably familiar.

After all, I have been in this split state for most of my life, so that now I start to find the shadow of Ah Cheng in that half of me.

He also found me.

I saw the expression on the face of July and a half in the middle of that figure change suddenly.

At the same time I felt the waves in my consciousness.

I saw a lot of things, most of which were scenes that could not be seen even with mosaics.

I was the first to see me, torn into two parts by a mass of night, some were swept away by the night, and others were snatched away by Shen Qiao.

Then I saw a woman, crumbling and covered in night.

Then I saw a man, a child, an old man...

I also saw Uncle Shen.

He sensed the prying eyes of the night, and turned into another night to forcefully drive it away.

I have seen many benign or ferocious ghosts, no matter how they react, they will eventually be eaten up by the night like locusts passing through.

Finally I saw the unusually handsome face of July and a half.

Wearing a straitjacket, he sat in the confinement room in the posture of a living person, smiling madly at the night.

His teeth were dripping with blood.

"Shen Zicheng...!"

The scream of July and a half was like a sap hitting the top of my head, and the picture I saw stopped abruptly, replaced by a blur of blood.

Everything I saw turned red.

Bright red bright red.

I saw Shen Qiao.

I see me.

I feel like every piece of my body has a mind of its own, every piece is me and every piece is not me.

Many people were talking in my ear at the same time.

I seem to have a lot of limbs and a lot of brains.

It's just that I haven't touched the middle position yet.

It's already taken over there.

He is stopping me.

"Shen Zicheng!"

July and a half is screaming.

"Why can you rob me! Why can you rob me!"

I seemed to have been punched by someone, and the power to control my body suddenly weakened.

This feeling is very familiar, exactly the same as the feeling when the shadow fought for my body in the past.

Only now it seems that I have become a shadow.

"What the hell are you, you're obviously not dead..." I tried my best to be able to say a word, which would allow me to find my own consciousness from the chaos.

I can't control this body, but I still exist in this body.

So I can still try my best to disgust him and interfere with him.

Unless July and a half throws me out now.

"What did you see!" July and a half was a little hysterical.

I laughed out loud, and imitated the tone of July and a half before and said in a strange tone: "I saw a lunatic, a lunatic who is crazier than me, and I haven't even put on a straitjacket yet."

The blood in front of his eyes seemed to be thicker again.

It seems that Lao Di's shame and anger when he is exposed is also a law that villains cannot escape.

I'm also not sure about my current state.

On the one hand, I'm still in July and a half.

On the one hand, I was watching a play outside the battlefield.

I tried to interfere with July and a half.

I stayed by and was terrified.

I and I looked at Shen Qiao at the same time.

I have never been more grateful to my mental illness for training me to think both ways in advance.

Shen Qiao probably couldn't figure out the current situation, her pale face was serious.

"Shen Zicheng!" Qiyue probably wanted to tear me to pieces right now.

"Shen Qiao!" I don't care, I can finally come in handy, but I was so excited, "Smash his face!"

There was no hesitation, no pause, and not so much drama. At the same time as I yelled this sentence, Shen Qiao also seized the opportunity of July and a half falling into chaos, and rushed towards me like a tiger out of a cage.

Beyond the color of blood, it was as black as ink.

Then there was a burst of black and red smoke.

My consciousness also suddenly collapsed.

……

... Is July half dead?

I'm not so sure.

It stands to reason that it should be so.

At least I don't feel that other part of me anymore.

But this kind of ending came too suddenly and smoothly, and compared with the momentum before July and a half, it was too anticlimactic, so that I began to wonder if this was also some bitter trick of July and a half.

Rather than just being saved and cleansed like this, I am more inclined to take the opportunity to escape in July and a half.

Anyway, after the smoke and dust dispersed, the indescribable July and a half that I don't know what it was has disappeared.

Only Shen Qiao fell to the ground in the middle.

He is looking at me.

I was suddenly a little scared.

It may be because this is the first time I have faced Shen Qiao head-on since I regained my memory.

Or maybe it's simply because the current Shen Qiao is already a real spirit exorcist, and also my real natural enemy.

If Shen Qiao wanted to kill me now, I would definitely not be able to escape.

But if the current Shen Qiao wants to kill me...

He probably won't die because he's too weak and I'm too young.

—Then what am I afraid of?

Haven't I been looking forward to eternal sleep?

I'm in a strange mood.

When I was thinking wildly, I saw Shen Qiao lower her head suddenly.

He seemed to laugh.

"Let's fight for a while," Shen Qiao said, with the same tone as before, "We might have to die together."

"..." I tried to think hard before picking up this topic, "Didn't uncle beat him away before?"

Shen Qiao raised her head to look at me, then slowly got up from the ground, first turned her head to look around, and then tidied her clothes slowly.

I really want to tell him that it's too late to pay attention to the surrounding environment now.

Fortunately, the traffic in the area where Shen Qiao's house is located has not been high.

What's more, it's late at night.

"That's because he's an exorcist." Shen Qiao said slowly, and then slowly walked towards me.

Before he walked in front of me, I subconsciously took a few steps back.

Shen Qiao stopped.

I was about five paces away from him.

"Aren't you too?" I asked him.

Shen Qiao shrugged, I've never seen him do this pose.He gave an inexplicably pleasant smile and said, "I'm not complete."

"Why—" My voice stopped abruptly.

Because I suddenly remembered that I just ate a piece of what seemed to be a very precious inheritance.

Realizing this made me a little embarrassed.

I glanced at Shen Qiao cautiously, and asked hesitantly: "Uh...then do you want to take it back?" After a pause, I looked down at my missing body again, "July and a half said He can take away the inheritance by eating me, so can you also..."

I didn't finish.

Because Shen Qiao's expression was a little scary.

He frowned, thought for a while, and said slowly: "You are... very strange now."

When am I not weird?

I swallowed the sentence back.

"It is reasonable to say that people or ghosts other than spiritual masters will explode into a ball on the spot because they can't bear it when they come into contact with that thing."

...then I was really lucky.

Shen Qiao also seemed a little confused: "I don't know... that thing is a dead thing, and it doesn't have a mind of its own, so it can't communicate, but I feel that when you come into contact with it... and even eat it... , I was taken aback, and I only hoped that you would not... die again just because of this."

——I recalled the entangled state that it wanted to kill me but didn't kill me at that time.

Thank you for letting me experience the feeling of being broken into pieces.

"In short, you are probably the only...ghost that can exist like this." Shen Qiao sighed, "I don't know why this happened...but the inheritance of a spiritual master is very poisonous to you. , even if you seem to be fine now, it will slowly transform you into a selfless and sanityless... evil ghost."

After a pause, he continued, "But think about the bright side...you will gradually become stronger."

i will get stronger

I looked at my mutilated body again, um, a living person would probably have been sent to the morgue long ago.

"So, it's not easy for me to kill you." Shen Qiao said.

It made me gasp.

I weighed my words and asked cautiously, "Are you going to die...?"

Shen Qiao didn't answer.

He is just laughing.

I hate it when he smiles like that.

"Actually..." I murmured, "It doesn't matter whether you die or not, the main thing is that I am fine now, rounding it up, I won't live forever, and you too..." I looked up at Shen Qiao.

Shen Qiao's expression was as hard to read as ever.

I swallowed, and my voice involuntarily lowered: "...almost."

It's scary.

"...how good is this?" he said.

I dare not speak.

Shen Qiao lowered her head slightly so that I couldn't see his face: "You won't get close to me...I can't touch you...No one can see you except me. How good is that?"

Excuse me, I'm inexplicably thinking of another person here.

In fact, he can see me too.

Although this is not what he wants.

"Now you are still Shen Zicheng, but after a while, you will no longer be you." Shen Qiao made a voice that was choked up or a low laugh.

My heart skipped a beat.

"At that time," he asked softly, "what do you want me to do?"

I opened my mouth, but no words came out.

... What do you want me to do again?

Want me to let go of everything being killed by you?

Want me to accept that you, who are alive, will die for killing me?

You want me to say "die with me" to you who have lost everything because of me?

I can't speak.

Shen Qiao.

I can't speak.