Diary of a Dead Wizard - Chapter 153
Chapter 153 Why Knock on the Door
“New guest?” Thor instantly thought of the evil spirit that followed him.
The evil spirit that no one had ever seen except him.
Even the tower master didn’t find it, or didn’t intend to take care of it after finding it?
Even if there was no evil spirit, it would definitely not be wise to leave your body in this weird wizard tower!
“Although I was kicked out, it was just an unconscious result of my body’s abnormality. My body and my soul should still be the most compatible.”
Thor looked at his body and planned to walk over and try again, but he just raised one foot and suddenly put it down again.
“No, my current range of activity is a circle, and 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!”
“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 wizard body when they were in the soul state. They were human hands.
But Thor didn’t notice just now that these human hands were not the hands of a fourteen-year-old boy.
They were a pair of adult hands.
“Is this, mine, my hand from my previous life?”
Thor looked up again and carefully observed the other furnishings in the room. He
finally determined that his current height was taller than when he was in his body.
This was the height of an adult.
“I am not Thor, this is my real soul. But this me is…”
“… the monster?”
Thor’s heart was just like his body, floating without support.
“Because I am 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 most important thing is to go back quickly.” Thor smiled bitterly in his heart.
Teacher Kaz was right, the more you know, the more unknown you will find.
Thor put aside his messy thoughts and concentrated on analyzing the characteristics of the human monster walking map.
If it is a human monster walking map, or an erosion map, Thor, 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. I want to turn back into a human.”
He walked along the edge of the circle in a clockwise direction, imitating the movements on the erosion map, and slowly approached his body step by step.
After taking the first step, Thor felt something different.
But the feeling was vague, so he took the second step without thinking much.
The third step, the fourth step…
This time he could feel that he was indeed changing, as if his feet were stuffed into a pair of inappropriate shoes.
It was uncomfortable at first, but he got used to it as he walked.
Maybe the shoes were stretched, or maybe his feet were used to the pain.
Changes are good things.
Thor continued to move forward.
However, he had just walked half the distance when he suddenly saw a black shadow coming out from the direction of the table in his peripheral vision.
Because he was concentrating on imitating the movements of the erosion map, Thor did not dare to move and maintained his original pace.
He knew that if he rashly broke the current immersion, all his efforts would be wasted.
The black shadow stood there for a while, and then began to approach Thor’s body.
It was not fast, and it was a little hesitant while walking.
Thor was anxious, but his steps were not chaotic.
As he walked, the angle changed, and the image of the black shadow gradually became clear.
Its facial features were blurry, revealing only a pair of eyes.
Those eyes were red, and they stared at Thor’s body with some curiosity.
It was this curiosity that made it get closer to Thor’s body little by little.
And Thor’s soul, worried and anxious, also approached his own body.
The black shadow seemed to have discovered something wrong, and it tentatively reached out to Thor’s body.
Thor was only two steps away from his body.
The black hand was still approaching.
But Thor could only continue to take one step at the original speed. Even though he was in the soul state now, he could feel the hair on his body, or the soul of the hair, exploding.
The hand of the black shadow was getting closer and closer, and the fingertips passed through the messy hair, and it was about to touch Thor’s forehead.
Finally, Thor took the last step, and he suddenly stood on the place where his body was!
The transformation from human to monster was completed!
The erosion was completed!
Thor instantly felt the heaviness of his body, and he suddenly raised his head and looked in front of him.
In a trance, he saw a black hand retreating as if frightened, and finally disappeared into the air.
“It’s the evil spirit from Chuishu Valley! It actually followed me back to the Wizard Tower.”
But Thor clearly remembered that the tower master said that there were no evil spirits in the Wizard Tower, otherwise it would be too dangerous for apprentices. And for Gorza, the loss was also serious.
“I preconceived. Maybe it’s not an evil spirit.”
His head began to hurt again, and Thor covered his forehead, “Xiao Zao, don’t you find anything?”
Xiao Zao didn’t move.
“What on earth did I bring back from Chuishu Valley?”
Thor stood up and wanted to take notes, but as soon as he straightened his waist, he felt sleepy.
He moved his hands and feet, and his soul did not leave his body again, but the feeling of fatigue became more and more obvious.
“It should be the mental fatigue caused by the soul being out of the body for too long.” Thor didn’t want to study anymore. His soul had been tormented for the past two days. Now he couldn’t even hold on to meditation. He just wanted to sleep.
He stood up with the help of the back of the chair and fluttered to his bed.
The original distance of two or three meters, but it felt difficult to walk two or three hundred meters.
Finally, he tossed to the bed, and he fell asleep before his head fell on the pillow.
…
Hawke has not slept well since he knew it was his turn to clean the corridor tonight. He
was dazed until four o’clock, and was awakened by the sudden lighting of the candlelight.
Sitting there for a few seconds in a daze, 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 help me mail the letter.”
“…Okay.”
Hawke carefully took out the slightly wrinkled letter paper from his arms and handed it to the boy.
“I’ll get it back when I come back, don’t lose it.”
“Got it.”
Hawke got up from the bed, dressed and went out.
Originally, the job of cleaning the corridor was not so terrible, but recently people have suddenly started dying again.
In just ten days, three servants have 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 said that it had been solved, but the dead still died.
So now no matter who is responsible for cleaning the corridor of the second-level apprentices, they are prepared to never come back.
Hawke is the same.
When he pushed the cleaning cart and successfully completed the cleaning work on the eleventh floor, he carefully stretched his head to look at the twelfth floor.
The candlelight before dawn was dim, and the originally deep curved corridor was like a layer of gauze.
You seem to see clearly, but it seems that you can’t see anything clearly.
Hawke took a deep breath, buried his head and pushed the cart into the second level.
Until he approached the ramp of the opposite corridor, Hawke did not encounter any strange phenomena, which made him somewhat excited.
As long as he finished here, he only had one corridor left to complete.
He pushed the cart and took a quick look at the ground nearby.
There was no strange garbage, no blood stains, and no unpleasant smell.
“Maybe, I can just run over there.”
But just as Hawke was about to push the cart past the second to last room, he suddenly heard a knock on the door.
Hawke froze.
He turned his head tremblingly.
The knock came from the room on his right.
But why would the person standing in the room knock on the door?
Overslept…
(End of this chapter)
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