Oracle [Transmigration Book]

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God...

In his dream, Song Si heard the sound of ocean waves, distant and gentle, just beside his pillow.

Like a call from an ancient god from another world... he thought inexplicably in his dream.

He opened his eyes slowly in such a voice, his mind went blank, as if he had experienced a severe hangover.Someone was fiddling with his palm, he looked over slowly, and saw a doctor in a white coat and fully armed, concentrating on trying to push the needle into the blood vessel.

"This... what?" Song Si retracted his hand subconsciously.

The doctor was so startled that he almost jumped up, but instead lowered his head, pressed Song Si's arm hard, quickly inserted the needle into the vein, and fixed it with medical tape.

Song Si tried to get up from the bed, but his limbs were so weak that he couldn't make any effort.The doctor glanced at him cautiously, turned and went out without saying anything.

There is an obvious fault in the memory, and it took Song Si a long time to connect. The last scene was in the middle of an empty street, the helicopter was whirring, and he was looking at a high place, trying to speak ...

He soon realized that the fault was not due to a coma, but another personality who had taken control of him.

This is not a hospital, most likely it is a stronghold of an unknown organization after being kidnapped.

Song Si groaned slightly, pressing his temple with one hand.His head was so painful that it was about to explode, and the invasion of the strange robbers was like a catalyst, which obviously intensified his split.

He actually felt the existence of "Butterfly".

For a long time, "it" has never been actively revealed, and most of the time it stays in Song Si's mind without any sense of existence.But at this time—to put it a bit exaggerated—the brain seemed to be pregnant, and he could perceive the heartbeat, breathing and simple emotions of another "life", and it was in a good mood now.

Song Si panicked for a moment, then controlled himself to calm down again.

Since taking Ninghai medicine, he has made a good bet, and he should calmly accept all possibilities.

Compared with Twin Butterflies, the current situation may be more troublesome... He started to look at the room again. It was closed on all sides, without windows, and the door was made of iron. The sound insulation performance was very good, so quiet that it made people's ears ring.

Where did the sound of the waves come from when he woke up? Was it his dream?

Song Si barely propped up his body, stretched out his hand to pull out the needle in his hand, but suddenly stopped halfway.

The bottle is filled with a light amber liquid. Injecting unknown drugs in an unknown environment is a high-risk act. He knows this, but he has an inexplicable desire for all the liquid to flow into his blood vessels, similar to the effect of using his ability. Cravings for ice cream.

The hand retracted slowly uncontrollably, and a few seconds later, Song Si gritted his teeth and roughly tore off the needle in his hand.

Almost at the same time, the beeping alarm sounded, and the source of the sound was outside the door.Song Si looked up and saw that the metal door was slowly becoming transparent. Someone was standing outside looking at him, it was a woman.

The woman was wearing the same white coat as the doctor just now, with long hair and bangs, "looking" at Song Si with pious eyes filled with fear and hatred.

To be precise, she lowered her head and did not meet his gaze.But Song Si clearly noticed her "gaze".

She took a step aside and whispered something to the other person.As she moved, her bangs flicked to the sides, revealing a third eye that flashed across her forehead.

Song Si let out a soft "hiss".

The eyes on the forehead glanced at him very quickly, then quickly closed.The woman nodded in the direction of the visitor, and quietly retreated to the other side.

The sirens ceased and the metal door was pushed open.

Song Si met a familiar face.

This acquaintance parted her long hair, and also put on a white coat. Her facial features were delicate, but she didn't have any feminine associations.

The moment he saw him, two words "Wu Jin" appeared in Song Si's mind.

These are two words that have nothing to do with his memory, appearing inexplicably out of thin air, making Song Si slightly startled.Immediately afterwards, more fragments that did not belong to him began to emerge, such as swings, orphanages, quarrels, adoptions, quiet afternoons...

"Doctor Song, please don't worry, this is just a nutrient solution." Wu Jin's voice was exactly the same as the kidnapper's voice he had heard in his mind, with a faint smile, "You are a little stunted, you need to take some necessary nutrients energy."

Song Si stared at him motionlessly, and slowly gritted his teeth.

The memory belonging to another personality told him: This person is called Wu Jin.

And in Wang Jiawen's sea of ​​consciousness, he happened to become a person named "A Jin".

The memory began to match one by one... Wu Jin pressed the bloody place on the back of Song Si's hand with alcohol cotton, pasted it with medical tape, then replaced the medicine, and held Song Si's other hand again.

Song Si's hand retracted, and the invisible "silk thread" immediately entered his body again, but he didn't dare to go deep, just controlling his hand.

Song Si gave up struggling, watched him insert the needle into the blood vessel again, and said, "Ah Jin, long time no see."

Wu Jin paused, as if surprised by this title.

Song Si observed his expression, raised his chin slightly, and asked, "It took so much effort just to give me nutrient solution?"

Wu Jin laughed, his movements could be called gentle, he quickly finished the injection, poured a glass of water for Song Si, and did not answer his question, but said: "The hostage who shot has been rescued, Chief Chu and Police Officer Tian The body seems to be fine. Yesterday's action was indeed a bit aggressive, but fortunately there were no injuries."

Song Sidao: "Why did you tell me this?"

"I hope it makes you feel better," Wu Jin said, "after all, we will be together for a long time."

Song Si silently glanced at the electronic shackles on his wrists.

"You... no, you. What do you need stunted me for?"

Wu Jin covered Song Si with the quilt again, straightened up, stood beside the bed, and lowered his head.

This was the first time he looked directly into Song Si's eyes after entering the room for 5 minutes.The two looked at each other briefly, their pupils were like deep wells, clearly reflecting Song Si's shadow.

There were too many emotions hidden inside, Song Si felt oppressive, and couldn't help frowning slightly.

Woo-jin is quick to laugh again.From memory, he was not very old, and once he smiled, he looked like a harmless college student.He held Song Si's right hand with needles, bent down, and kissed his fingertips solemnly and tenderly.

Song Si felt uncomfortable and immediately wanted to shrink back.But Wu Jin grasped very hard and maintained this position for more than ten seconds.

The room fell into a very weird atmosphere, and needles could be heard in silence.

"You don't need to do anything," he suddenly changed into an honorific, "Your presence is the anchor."

Song Si: "...an anchor point?"

Wu Jin let go of his hands, and said: "Take a good rest first, finish this bottle of nutrient solution, and then go to sleep."

After saying this, he walked out the door.The three-eyed woman was still waiting at the door, bowing slightly to Wu Jin respectfully.

When he was about to close the door, Song Si suddenly said, "Wait."

Wu Jin turned around, but Song Si didn't call him, but said to the woman, "Come here."

The woman still bowed her head.Wu Jin frowned, and said, "Doctor Song called you." She was taken aback, then raised her head in surprise, her first reaction was to turn to look at Wu Jin.The latter said again: "Go."

She walked to the bed and looked at him calmly with her third eye hidden behind her bangs.Song Si asked, "What's the name?"

"The last name is Chen."

"Miss Chen." Song Sidao, "We are also acquaintances. You have been to my dream world, and I have been to your conscious world. Are you feeling better?"

She raised her head again and opened her mouth slightly.

Song Si's pupils narrowed, and he stared at the woman's face unemotionally like a beast.He "saw" that her whole body was purple-red like blood, especially her forehead, which had condensed into black. It was obvious that she had been backlashed after excessive use of abilities, and the situation was extremely pessimistic.

It was just a routine inspection, but after turning on the ability, Song Si felt a little different from the past——

This picture does not seem to be seen with the eyes, but it seems to be projected from a higher world, with a sense of looking down from above.

He couldn't help but think of the white mouse experiment of the Special Investigation Bureau. The only surviving supernatural mouse died suddenly after contacting him...an unpleasant experience.

The woman in front of her was also trembling, and she didn't know when she took two steps back.

Song Si quickly realized that he was a little bit out of control, quickly closed his eyes, stopped using his abilities, and did not give her any treatment, but said: "Unfortunately, it seems that we have no chance to meet again in the dream."

The woman's eyes are wide open, her body tense, clearly on high alert, her third eye sadly closed.Song Si waved at her and lay back on the bed.

"Go." Wu Jin said at the door.

After a while, there were footsteps and a door closing.Song Si looked at the airtight room again, and raised his hand to try to observe the electronic shackles.

His gaze swept across his palm inadvertently, and a black trace immediately stopped him.

In the palm of my hand, I don’t know when and who wrote the words. The writing is very small, with a black water-based pen, and there are only two letters: “Hi”.