After sharing the body with the evil god

After changing her clothes, Jian Xie sat back on the desk in the room.

In the critical season of high school, which determines life, both homework and learning content are relatively heavy.

He picked up the backpack hanging on the back of the chair, took out his weekend homework and pencil case, and suddenly shifted his gaze to the Pikachu doll on the bedside.

"..."

It was deformed.

What a miserable pickup.

He vaguely remembered that it was given by a certain classmate. At that time, he picked it up in a hurry to go home, thanked him, and put it beside the bed without any further care.

I don't know how to provoke that person.

He just flashed this idea in his mind quickly, then shook his head, picked up the pen in the pencil case and started to do homework.

Not long after he was immersed in the sea of ​​questions, Jian Xie received a text message.

——From Cheng Li.

When he sent him back last night, Jian Xie also told Cheng Li her number so that he could contact her later.

He opened the text message and found a link to a website, which looked a bit like a fraudulent website, so instead of clicking on it immediately, he replied a text message cautiously.

Jane Xie: [What is this? ]

Cheng Li quickly replied: [Review materials. ]

It seemed that Jian Xie hadn't replied for a long time, so he sent another one: [Just fill in your experience, relatives, etc. After review, you can test it.Six insurances and one housing fund are very reliable. ]

As for what the extra risk is, everyone knows.

For a high-risk occupation like an investigator, personal accident insurance must be arranged.

Cheng Li was waiting for the other party to continue sending text messages to ask for materials, but after a while, Jian Xie suddenly changed the subject and asked a question that caught him off guard.

Jian Xie: [How did the monster appear? ]

Just this question pulled Cheng Li into deep thought. He frowned and stared at the phone for a long time.

He couldn't help recalling the information he had seen before.

How exactly did these monsters appear in everyday life?

...This seems to be related to a game that once appeared.

Only those who are on the verge of death will enter the game, just like the eighteen layers of hell that people will fall into after death in the legend.

There, the Asura Palace will judge the ghosts based on the crimes they committed during their lifetime, while the game divides the entire game field into [-] areas based on torture methods, and mutilates the players who enter it into corresponding monsters.

Only a few people can pass the level.

But now, these creatures that only exist in hell have merged into reality due to unknown reasons.

However, such rules of the game seem to have been preserved, which is why only people who have been on the verge of death may have such things as inspiration points. After all, if the game does not crash, they should have entered the game.

As for the others, the level of Chengli is not high enough to consult more documents.

But he vaguely saw the words "eighteen evils" appearing repeatedly in the records of those players who fell into madness, it seemed that they were some extremely terrifying monsters.

The eighteen evils, literally, refer to the vicious ghosts that even the eighteen hells cannot accommodate.

He is said to be the master of hell.

Once this kind of evil appears in the world, I am afraid that even the super A-level monsters evaluated by the management bureau will be like childish children in front of him, not worth mentioning.

But that seemed to be just a legend, and he didn't dare to imagine what terrible consequences would be caused if He really appeared.

After a while, Jian Xie finally got Cheng Li's long-considered reply.

[……I have no idea. ]

It seems that he doesn't want to jump to conclusions directly.

Jane Xie frowned.

However, before he could express his opinion on this, Cheng Li sent him another message, and this time it seemed to have an attachment, because the loading process required a lot of traffic, so he didn't log it out at first .

Fortunately, Jian Xie connected to the wifi of the good neighbor next door, otherwise he would probably have to account for his phone bill here.

[This is some information about monsters, if you are interested, you can check it out in advance. ]

While he was staring at the text message, a call request popped up in front of him, interrupting his bored waiting for the file to be downloaded. Jian Xie paused while turning the pen, and narrowed his eyes to look at the name on the phone screen.

When he saw the notes clearly, he was startled, then put down the pen in his hand, and connected the phone.

Except for the managers of several restaurants who were going to work part-time and Cheng Li from the Supernatural Administration, he only gave his cell phone number to two people.

One is the head teacher, so it is convenient for her to contact him at any time, and it is also convenient for Jian Xie to ask for leave occasionally.

The other is the monitor, but it was because of some affairs in the class that the contact information was exchanged.

Jian Xie would not give out his contact information to others at will, even though many people asked him for it. As for why the class leader would have it, it was because it was not a coincidence that Jian Xie transferred to another school, and just happened to meet the change of class leader.

Although he himself had no interest in being a cadre of the class committee, in the end he was unexpectedly elected as the new art committee member by the vote of his classmates.

Fortunately, even in a private high school with a relatively relaxed atmosphere, the third year of high school still pays more attention to academics, so apart from being pulled into the class committee group, there is no difference between Jian Xie, an art committee member, or not, it's just a title.

And the one calling him now is the monitor.

In fact, they don't usually talk much. The other party seems to be a person who is obsessed with studying. He is one of the most diligent students in the class. He hardly leaves his seat to study during the 10 minutes between classes, which is very hardworking.

But what is more cruel is that despite this, his grades are only at the middle-level level in the class.

Although Jian Xie answered the phone fairly quickly, but ignoring the strange whistling sound of electricity, there was no sound coming from the other side immediately.

"Hello?"

There was no response, Jian Xie took the phone away from her ear, and glanced at the top of the phone screen.

His signal is full, that is the opposite problem.

"Is something wrong?" he asked again.

"..."

After a while, there was finally a sound of a deep breath from the other end of the phone, accompanied by the rustling of the clothes: "Jian Xie, are you free after four o'clock tomorrow afternoon?"

The squad leader's voice was a little low, as if he was deliberately covering the receiver, to be wary of something.

"Should." Jian Xie thought about her time schedule, she didn't have a part-time job on Sunday, "Is the class committee going to do it?"

"...Well, it's our group activity." The class leader gasped a few times, his tone was stiff, "Because of the English teacher, he fell down the stairs and is now in the hospital. I want to organize the class committee to visit the teacher and tell the teacher Bring some flowers."

Although Jian Xie didn't want to see a snob who made things difficult for him everywhere, he always felt that he had something to do with him falling down the stairs, which was what his intuition told him.

...it's better to take a look.

So, the words of refusal that had already reached his lips were swallowed again.

"Okay." Jian Xie said, "Where shall we meet tomorrow?"

"Just, right at the entrance of the hospital?" The squad leader reluctantly said, "Please come!"

Jane Xie let out a "hmm".

After waiting for a while, seeing that the other party had nothing more to say, he said goodbye politely, and then hung up the phone.

It just so happened that the attachment Cheng Li sent to him was downloaded during the call, and Jian Xie opened it to read it.

……

There was a beeping sound of the phone hanging up.

The squad leader just breathed a sigh of relief, but the door of the bedroom in front of him was suddenly pulled open forcefully, which shocked him.

In just a moment, the dark room where he deliberately drew the curtains and turned off the lamp was filled with the orange light of the living room.

However, this light that was supposed to be warm yellow elongated the shadows cast by the two figures standing at the door, like slender ghosts that permeated people's coldness and cast them on the quilt in horror, bringing an extremely heavy feeling to people. pressure.

The squad leader completely retracted his body into the quilt. Even with his back to the door, he could feel two poisonous snake-like gazes staring at his back.

His hands holding the phone were shaking helplessly, his whole body was soaked in cold sweat, his lips trembled uncomfortably, his legs were numb and he lost consciousness.

"Chenchen, is that your classmate?" asked a female voice behind her.

"Is it a classmate?" The male voice repeated the following words.

He tucked in more under the covers.

There was no movement.

They didn't leave.

The squad leader bit his lip, closed his eyes tightly, and said in a trembling voice: "Yes, yes. We are going to see the English teacher who is hospitalized."

Female voice: "Be careful."

The imitated male voice didn't even change its pitch: "Hey, hey...be careful."

After a while, the sound of footsteps approaching.

But the squad leader didn't dare to look back, he didn't even dare to breathe, the air in his lungs was disgusting.

He knew what kind of nightmare it was... The rotten breath became stronger as the two decomposed corpses approached, and the sound of pattering came at the same time, which may be the yellow corpse water stepping on the ground along the footsteps. The sound on the floor could also be the struggle of maggots that slipped from their bodies.

Tears swirled in his eyes and fell silently, regret and resentment completely overwhelmed him.

It would be nice if there wasn't...

The smell of decay lingered on the bed, and the slippery hands full of corpse oil gently stroked the squad leader's hair exposed outside the bed, making the latter almost faint in fear.

"Your classmate...is there someone named Jian Xie?"

At three o'clock in the afternoon, there are very few outsiders in the block, and they probably don't want to go out in the sun.

In the lobby of the mental hospital, Jian Xie lowered her eyes to look at her mobile phone, but there was no one answering the phone.

He chewed the pills he took out of the small glass bottle he carried with him, his brows and eyes were sleepy from a late night's sleep, and he felt the faint sweetness spreading in his mouth.

After a few drops, the phone still shows busy.

Jian Xie simply put away her mobile phone, and skillfully walked to the front desk, where a lady was sitting with her head bowed and packing up documents.

"Hello." He tapped on the table lightly to arouse the other person's attention, "Is Dr. Li there?"

The woman who was busy packing her things was a little irritable, but she raised her head impatiently after being so noisy, but froze when she saw Jian Xie's face.

...Jane simply couldn't get mad at him.

Jian Xie's appearance is extremely refreshing, even at three o'clock in the sultry afternoon, there are only a few beads of sweat on the tip of his nose, which looks icy and eye-catching.

In fact, he didn't want to come out to bask in the sun in the middle of the afternoon, but when he finished his homework, it was already at this point.

"I'm his patient." Jian Xie said indifferently, "I need to find him for something."

Cheng Li asked him to submit a mental certificate, and this finally reminded him of the vitamin candy in his pocket.

So, he is now Schrödinger's psychopath.

And there are two things that Jian Xie also wants to know.

Why is this guy so afraid of him?What about that questionnaire?

Hearing him speak again, the woman came back to her senses, and when she looked at him, she couldn't help but soften her face.

"Is it Dr. Li? Do you have an appointment?"

Jian Xie nodded calmly, and lied, "Yes."

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