Diary of the Death Wizard

Chapter 153 Why Knock on the Door

New guest? Sol instantly thought of the evil spirit following him.

The evil spirit that no one has ever seen except him.

Even the tower owner didn't find out, or didn't plan to care if he found out?

Even if there were no evil spirits, it would definitely not be wise to leave one's body in this weird wizard tower!

Although I was kicked out, it was only caused by body mutation and unconsciousness. My body and my soul should still be the most compatible.

Saul stared at his body, intending to walk over and try again, but he just lifted one foot, and suddenly put it down again.

No, my current range of motion is a circle, but my body is on the circumference.

If you look at it from my current perspective, my body is at the top of the circle, and I am at the bottom of the circle!

This picture is very familiar, very familiar!

Human monster walking map?!

Thor raised his hands to his eyes.

These hands did not look like they had been transformed by the witch body when they were in the soul state. is a human hand.

But just now Sol didn't notice that these human hands were not those of a fourteen-year-old boy.

This is a pair of adult hands.

This is, mine, my hand from a previous life?

Sol looked up again, carefully observing the other furnishings in the room.

I finally determined my current height, which was a little higher than when he was in the body.

This is the height of an adult.

I am not Thor, this is my real soul. But this me to the sitting body...

...is it a monster?

Sol's heart is like his body, floating without support.

Because I'm not the real owner of this body? So I can't go back?

Thinking of this, Thor's soul shuddered, but at the same time it made him sober.

Now is not the time to be entangled, the important thing is to go back quickly. Sol smiled bitterly in his heart.

Instructor Katz said it right, the more you know, the more you will discover the unknown.

Sol put aside his messy thoughts and concentrated on analyzing the characteristics of the human-monster walking map.

If it is a map of human monsters walking, or an erosion map, Sol, who has studied it for more than two years, has an idea.

He stood at the point farthest from his body, Now, I am a monster, and I want to turn back into a human.

He followed the edge of the circle in a clockwise direction, learning the movements on the erosion map, and slowly approached his body step by step.

Taking the first step, Sol felt a little different.

It's just that it felt vague, he didn't think much, and took the second step.

The third step, the fourth step...

This time he could feel himself actually changing, as if his feet had been shoved into a pair of ill-fitting shoes.

It was uncomfortable at first, but you get used to it as you walk.

Maybe the shoes are stretched, maybe the feet are used to the pain.

Change is a good thing.

Sol moved on.

However, he had just walked half the distance when he suddenly saw a black shadow appearing from the direction of the table out of the corner of his eye.

Because he was focused on imitating the movement of the erosion map, Sol didn't dare to move around, and kept walking at his original pace.

He understands that if he breaks the current state of immersion rashly, all previous efforts will be in vain.

The black shadow stood there for a while, then began to approach Sol's body.

Its speed is not fast, and there is a little hesitation when walking.

Sol was anxious, but his steps were not meaningless.

As he walked, the angle changed, and the image of the shadow gradually became clear.

Its facial features are blurred, except for a pair of eyes.

Those eyes were red, staring at Sol's body with some curiosity.

It was also this curiosity that made it a little closer to Sol's body.

While Sol's soul was worried and anxious, it also approached his body.

The black shadow seemed to find something wrong, and it tentatively reached out to Sol's body.

Sol was only two steps away from his body.

The black hand was still approaching.

Sol can only continue to take a step at the original speed. Even in the soul state now, he can feel the hairs on his body, or the soul of the hairs explodes.

The black shadow's hand was getting closer and closer, and the fingertips passed through the messy hair, and they were about to touch Sol's forehead.

Finally, Sol took the last step, and he suddenly stood on the place where his body was!

Human monster conversion is complete!

Erosion complete!

Sol felt the heaviness of his body instantly, and he suddenly raised his head and looked ahead of him.

In a daze, he saw a black hand retreat as if startled, and finally disappeared into the air.

It's the evil spirit of Laishhou Valley! It followed me all the way back to the wizard's tower.

But Sol clearly remembered that the Tower Master said that there were no evil spirits in the Wizard Tower, otherwise it would be too dangerous for the apprentices. And for Golsa, the losses were severe.

I was preconceived. Maybe it is not an evil spirit.

The head started to hurt again, Sol held his forehead, Xiaozao, didn't you find anything?

Algae didn't move.

What the hell did I bring back from Laishou Valley?

Sol stood up, trying to take a note, but as soon as he straightened up, he felt sleepy for a while.

He moved his hands and feet, and the soul did not leave the body again, but the tiredness became clearer.

It should be the mental fatigue caused by the soul being away from the body for too long. Sol didn't want to study anymore. His soul has been tossed so much in the past two days, and now he can't even meditate, and he just wants to sleep.

He leaned on the back of the chair and stood up, thumping and moving towards his bed.

The original distance of two or three meters, just walked out of the difficulty of two or three hundred meters.

Finally tossing on the bed, he fell asleep before his head hit the pillow.

...

Hawke hasn't had a good night's sleep since he knew it was his turn to clean the hallway tonight.

At four o'clock in a daze, I was awakened by the sudden lighting of candle lights.

Sitting there in a daze for a few seconds, he pushed the boy beside him.

The boy didn't sleep well either, because it was his turn tomorrow.

After being pushed awake, the boy sat up silently without complaining.

If I don't come back, remember to post the letter for me.

……good.

Hawke carefully took out some crumpled letter paper from his arms and handed it to the boy.

I'll take it back when I get back, so don't lose it.

knew.

Hawk got up from the bed, got dressed and went out.

The work of cleaning the corridors was not so terrible, but recently it suddenly started to die again.

In just ten days, three servants had already died.

It is said that the last time people died so frequently was more than two years ago.

It is useless to report to the housekeeper. Every time the housekeeper says that it has been resolved, but the damn person is still dead.

So no matter who is responsible for cleaning the second-level apprentice corridor now, they are all prepared to never come back.

The same goes for Hawke.

When he pushed the cleaning trolley and successfully completed the cleaning work on the eleventh floor, he cautiously raised his head to look at the twelfth floor.

Before dawn, the candle lights were all dim, and the originally deep curved corridor seemed to be covered with a layer of gauze.

You seem to see clearly, but you seem to see nothing clearly.

Hawke took a deep breath, buried his head in pushing the cart and broke into the second level.

Hawk didn't encounter any vision until he approached the ramp in the opposite corridor, which made him somewhat excited.

As long as he finished here, he only had one corridor task left.

He pushed the cart and glanced at the nearby ground.

No weird litter, no blood, and no bad smells.

Maybe, I can just run over there.

But just as Hawke was about to push the cart through the penultimate room, he suddenly heard a knock on the door.

Hawk froze.

He turned his head tremblingly and looked over.

The knock on the door came from the room to his right.