Diary of the Death Wizard

Sol brushes past himself.

He watched himself follow Kujin curiously, walking from his right hand to behind him.

And when he disappeared from the corner of his sight, the scene in front of him changed again.

Saul was still standing there, unable to move, but in front of him were the backs of other people's heads.

He teleported to another place to stand.

Battling nausea and dizziness, Culkin reappeared, passing Sol. This time Kujin rubbed his arm against his shoulder, knocking him a little sideways.

The other party came back immediately, set Sol upright, and then continued to walk back.

The next moment, Sol saw himself following up again and glanced at him.

When he disappeared from sight again, Sol's perspective also moved.

In this way, Sol moved back again and again, watching the two pass by him over and over again.

Until the two passed through the entire group of corpses.

Saul finally understood his current situation.

He didn't see a ghost, nor did he teleport, but attached to the corpses in the warehouse, and saw the scene they had seen.

But at that time, these corpses did not open their eyes, why could they see them? And who saw Ku Jin and himself?

But now is not the time for research, Sol must return to his body as soon as possible.

Sol stared at the back of the previous person's head, although his eyes were always swaying, but after a long period of staring, he still noticed that there was a patched trace on the back of the head.

The fatal wound of the deceased was on the back of the head, but before being erected here, what material was used to repair the defect.

No wonder all the people standing here can't see the scars.

At first glance, I thought these people died peacefully.

I can't think about it anymore, I have to get out of the control of the corpse group as soon as possible, I don't want to die out of my body for no reason.

Sol began to ignore the influence of the constantly shaking sight in front of him, trying to visualize the erosion map.

He watched over and over again the person walking forward clockwise, and then at the bottom of the circle, turned into an octopus monster.

The reason why it is an octopus monster instead of an octopus is because the hands and feet of this monster are all octopus sucker tentacles, but the human facial features can be seen on the top.

Sol fantasized that he was the octopus monster now, and he tried to move forward, but his body was still as heavy as a mountain.

But Thor didn't give up, he exerted his breastfeeding strength and focused on lifting his right foot first.

Crack! Crack! Crack!

A strange and unreal voice sounded in Sol's mind, like rubber bands being ripped.

He finally took the first step!

Papa-papa-papa-

There were more and more cracking sounds, and then Thor suddenly staggered away from the corpse, and then his eyes moved back quickly again.

Opening his eyes again, he found himself back in front of rows of tall shelves.

Looking down, what he saw was the human hands that belonged to him.

I'm back?

Sol turned around and saw his body still sitting on the chair.

So I just returned to where my soul was just now. But it's good to be out of the control of the corpse.

Thinking of what happened just now, Sol didn't dare to move on, for fear of being caught by those corpses to watch a short movie again.

Although I returned to my body according to the action route of the erosion map last time, I don't necessarily have to start from the farthest point. Maybe...don't worry, let's try first.

Sol draws a circle in his mind, taking the place where he is now and the place where his body is as the two ends of the diameter.

Then he stepped forward, followed the imaginary circle, imitating the movements on the erosion map, and approached his body in a clockwise direction.

This time around him was very clean, and there were no dark shadows interested in his body.

Sol walked steadily step by step, and finally, he stood where his body was.

He opened his eyes, and a bony arm appeared in front of him, holding surgical tools in his hand.

Saul breathed a sigh of relief, I'm back.

Before he could be thankful that he was back in his body again, a huge sense of exhaustion began to eat away at his brain.

He stood up on the chair, and just took two steps before he was sure that he was so dazed that he would fall asleep in a second, and it would be too late to rush back to the dormitory.

Although I didn't leave the body for a long time this time, it took me too much energy to break free from the shackles of those corpses.

He simply lay down on the ground, looking at the ceiling above his head.

As long as I lie flat, no one can trip me up again.

Before his thoughts could fly, he closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep instantly.

Just after Sol fell asleep, the large quill that hadn't been moved for two days suddenly flew up lightly.

Then, on the clean paper prepared by Saul early in the morning, he wrote a series of somewhat messy handwriting.

...

When he opened his eyes again, Sol didn't know that he had received the first task of his new job.

He only felt that the strong hunger was about to burn a big hole in his chest.

Very hungry. Saul took a step forward, his footsteps were weak.

The biting cold wind mixed with flying snow kept hitting his body.

The biting cold soaked through the bones of his body little by little, bringing a deeper numbness.

Every time he moved forward, he could feel a piercing pain in his joints.

Suffering from hunger and cold, a house appeared in front of Sol's eyes.

The door of the house in the dark night is closed, but there is a warm light shining through the window.

Through the glass, Sol saw the fireplace with a bonfire burning inside, the long table displaying all kinds of delicacies, and the girls playing and chatting beside the table.

I want to go in!

The strong desire gave birth to a force in Sol's body, and he actually quickened his pace again and came to the gate.

Boom boom boom.

The first knock on the door was polite.

Thor didn't want to scare the girl inside.

But after waiting for a long time... for about two seconds, no one came to open the door!

Anger begins to replace reason.

The sound of knocking on the door also became messy.

Still no one opened the door, and he heard the sound of someone running away.

Why don't you come and open the door? After enjoying the food and warmth, you don't care about the people outside?

Sol couldn't bear it anymore, he kicked open the door.

The light made him squint, but Thor could still see a escaping chicken.

The roast chicken is as big as a person, if you eat it, it will definitely fill your stomach.

Sol was drooling and rushed over.

...

Sol opened his eyes, and in front of him was a tall ceiling.

He swallowed a mouthful of saliva, suppressed his churning stomach, managed to hold it back with great difficulty, and did not retch like last time.

He stood up and felt exhausted again, he had completely recovered, and even his mental strength had improved a little bit!

But the scene in the previous dream made him unable to be happy.

In the dream, he ate another person, and then made the corpse into a dead flower very piously.

He could feel the emotions of the person in the dream at that time, as if he was performing some kind of sacrificial ceremony.

And when Salter was making the dead man's flower, he realized whose dream he had entered again.

Sol got up from the ground and first glanced at the hourglass clock on the wall.

It was half past four in the morning.

If everything he saw in his dream happened in reality like last time, then the killing should have just ended.

When Penny had the cocoon of the nightmare butterfly, what she saw was someone else's dream.

But what he saw was reality.

And it is a processed reality.

Sol leaned on his forehead and sighed, It seems that the apprentice who dealt with this matter has not completed the task. Isn't the efficiency too low?

While lowering his head, Sol noticed the quill standing on the table.

He hurried over and saw a string of messy handwriting on the white paper.

Timajiao, twisted toxin...sent to Rum's room before 8:00 p.m. on April 30.

Come to live. Today is the 28th, and there is still plenty of time.

This is Saul's first job, and he must take it seriously.

Find these materials first.

Sol picked up the paper, turned around, and saw dozens of rows of tall goods racks in front of him, as well as densely packed and various materials on them.

I take back my last sentence.

Chinese New Year is coming soon, I don’t know if readers are on their way home~

Although it was said in the book review, I will say it again here, and the release time will be changed to 12 o'clock in the future. In case I can't get up in the morning and keep everyone waiting.

Thanks for the support!