Chapter 153 Why knock on the door
? "New guest?" Thor instantly thought of the evil spirit following him.
That evil spirit that no one has seen except him.
Even the tower owner didn't notice it, or didn't he want to take care of it if he did?
Even if there are no evil spirits, leaving one's body in this weird wizard tower is definitely not a wise move!
"Although I was kicked out, it was only caused by unconscious changes in my body. My body and my soul should still be the most consistent."
Thor looked at his body and planned to walk over and try again, but he just lifted the He lifted one foot and suddenly put it down again.
"No, my current range of activities 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 The picture is very familiar, very familiar!"
"A picture of a walking monster?!"
Thor raised his hands in front of his eyes.
These hands did not appear to have been transformed by the witch body when they were in the soul state. It's human hands.
But what Thor didn't notice just now was that these human hands were not those of a fourteen-year-old boy.
These are adult hands.
"This is my hand from my previous life?"
Thor raised his head again and carefully observed the other furnishings in the room.
I finally determined that my current height was higher than when he was in his body.
This is the height of an adult.
"I am not Thor, this is my real soul. But to the body I am sitting on..." "
...is it a monster?"
Thor's heart is just like his body, floating in the air. Almost without any basis.
"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 get entangled, the most important thing is to go back as soon as possible." Sol smiled bitterly in his heart.
Instructor Katz said it right, the more you know, the more unknown you will discover.
Sol put aside his messy thoughts and concentrated on analyzing the characteristics of the walking patterns of humans and monsters.
If it is a walking map of humans and monsters, or an erosion map, Saul, who has studied it for more than two years, has an idea.
He stood at the point farthest from his body and said, "Now, I am a monster, and I want to change back into a human being."
He followed the edge of the circle in a clockwise direction, little by little, learning the movements on the erosion chart, one step at a time. Take one step and slowly get closer to your body.
Taking the first step, Thor felt something different.
It was just a vague feeling, so he took the second step without thinking too much.
Step three, step four...
This time he could feel himself actually changing, as if his feet were being stuffed into a pair of shoes that didn't fit.
It was uncomfortable at first, but I got used to it as I walked.
Maybe the shoes are stretched too much, or maybe the feet are used to the pain.
Change is a good thing.
Thor moved on.
However, he had just walked halfway when he suddenly saw a dark figure coming out of the direction of the table in his peripheral vision.
Because he was focused on imitating the movements of the erosion map, Thor did not dare to move and kept walking at the original pace.
He understood that if he rashly broke the current immersion state, all his efforts would be in vain.
The black figure stood there stunned for a while, and then began to approach Thor's body.
Its speed is not fast, and it walks with a little hesitation.
Sol was anxious in his heart, but his steps were not messy.
As he walked, the angle changed, and the image of the black shadow gradually became clearer.
Its facial features are blurred, with only a pair of eyes exposed.
Those eyes were red, looking at Thor's body with some curiosity.
It was this curiosity that brought it closer to Sol's body.
Thor's soul, worried and anxious, also approached his body.
The black shadow seemed to notice something was wrong, and it tentatively stretched out its hand towards Thor's body.
Thor was only two steps away from his body.
The black hand is still approaching.
However, Thor could only continue to take another step at his original speed. Even in his soul state, he could feel the hairs on his body, or the souls called hairs, exploding.
The shadow's hand got closer and closer, his fingertips passed through the messy hair, and he was about to touch Thor's forehead.
Finally, Thor took the last step, and he suddenly stood up where his body was!
Human-monster conversion completed!
Erosion completed!
Thor instantly felt the weight of his body. He suddenly raised his head and looked in front of him.
In a daze, he saw a black hand retreating as if frightened, and finally disappeared into the air.
"It's the evil spirit in the Valley of the Hands! It actually followed me back to the Wizard Tower."
But Thor clearly remembered that the tower owner said that there were no evil spirits in the Wizard Tower, otherwise it would be too dangerous for apprentices. And for Gorza, the losses were severe.
"I prejudged it first. Maybe it's not an evil spirit."
His head started to hurt again, and Sol covered his forehead. "Xiao Zao, didn't you find anything?"
Xiao Zao didn't move.
"What on earth did I bring back from Drop Hand Valley?"
Sol stood up and wanted to take a note, but as soon as he straightened his back, he felt sleepy.
He moved his hands and feet, but his soul did not leave the body again, but his tiredness became more and more clear.
"It should be mental fatigue caused by the soul being out of the body for too long." Saul didn't want to study anymore. His soul had been tortured so much in the past two days. Now he can't even meditate and just wants to sleep.
He stood up holding on to the back of the chair and moved towards his bed.
The distance that was originally two or three meters turned into a difficult feeling of two or three hundred meters.
Finally he made it to the bed and was already asleep before his head landed on the pillow.
...
Hawke hasn't slept well since he knew it was his turn to clean the corridor tonight.
At four o'clock in a daze, I was awakened by the sudden light of a candle.
Sitting there in a daze for a few seconds, he pushed the boy next to him.
The boy didn't sleep well either, because it would be his turn tomorrow.
After being pushed awake, the boy didn't complain and sat up silently.
"If I don't come back, remember to mail the letter for me."
"...Okay."
Hawke carefully took out the wrinkled letter paper from his arms and handed it to the boy.
"I'm going to get it back when I get back, don't lose it."
"I got it."
Hawke then got up from the bed, got dressed and went out.
Originally the job of cleaning the corridors wasn't so scary, but recently it suddenly started to die again.
In just ten days, three servants had died.
It is said that the last time people died so frequently was more than two years ago.
Reporting it to the housekeeper was of no use. Every time the housekeeper said it had been solved, the person who deserved to die would still die.
So whoever is responsible for cleaning the second-level apprentice corridor now is prepared not to come back.
The same goes for Hawke.
When he pushed the cleaning cart and successfully completed the cleaning work on the eleventh floor, he cautiously stretched his head and looked towards the twelfth floor.
The candle lights before dawn 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 and pushed the cart into the second level.
Hawke didn't encounter any abnormality until he approached the ramp of the opposite corridor, which made him somewhat excited.
Once he finished here, he only had one corridor left to complete.
He pushed the cart and took a general glance at the ground nearby.
No weird trash, no blood stains, and no bad smells.
"Maybe, I can just run over there."
But just as Hawke was about to push the cart past the penultimate room, he suddenly heard a knock on the door.
Hawke froze.
He turned around and looked over tremblingly.
The knock came from the room to his right.
However, why do people standing in the room knock on the door outside?
Slept...
(End of chapter)