Chapter 34 Afterimage

At that moment, He Jingtong and Jian Zirui directed all their attacks at Su Yu.

But when the attack was close at hand, He Jingtong quickly withdrew his hand, deflected the knife, and even blocked Jian Zirui's attack on Su Yu.

Ming Jiuguan was of extraordinary quality. Even though it was off, it still cut off a strand of Su Yu's hair on the side of her face.

The latter's face changed drastically, and he immediately said: "Why did you want to attack Qi Xue? Who are you? Are you really his teammate?"

Before this, what He Jingtong and Jian Zirui saw was the way "Su Yu" attacked Qi Xueyi. To Su Yu, whose physical injuries had almost recovered, it was just He Jingtong attacking Qi Xueyi.

At this moment, she immediately raised the dagger in her hand and looked at He Jingtong with a defensive look.

"There is a seventh ghost here." He Jingtong didn't want to argue with Su Yu over meaningless things. He silently approached Qi Xueyi and tried to check his injuries, but was blocked by Su Yu's dagger.

"I don't believe you!"

The incident happened too suddenly, and Su Yu didn't dare let He Jingtong get close to Qi Xueyi.

Besides Qi Xueyi who was suddenly pierced through the chest, there were also Lu Shaoyuan and Chi Qian who were unconscious.

Su Yu was like a hedgehog with its spines erected, staring at He Jingtong intently.

Jian Zirui also raised the weapon in his hand and aimed it at Su Yu again.

In her opinion, the scene just now was not humans attacking humans at all.

The person who did it was definitely not Su Yu.

Needless to say, He Jingtong believed in his teammates. Not to mention seeing a false illusion, even if He Jingtong peeled off Qi Xueyi's skin and bones, Jian Zirui would only think that an unknown spirit would not deceive people so falsely.

"Whether you trust him or not is your business. I trust my teammates myself." Jian Zirui walked directly to the three people who were unable to move. While pointing the weapon in her hand at Su Yu, she also silently dragged Qi Xueyi away from the spot.

Although the wound that penetrated his chest was serious, Qi Xueyi reacted the moment he was injured.

Green power gathered in his chest, forming a green ball of light.

This healing power is doing its best to save his life.

However, He Jingtong felt that something was very unusual.

He had fought against the seven spirits that did not exist on that floor. When they were not controlled, their fighting style was more based on instinct.

The power characteristics driven by instinct, whether it is speed, strength, or the so-called illusion, or even detection, these things will not appear so subtle.

The purpose of fighting with supernatural beings is to kill the psychic master. Any overly detailed exploration will only make it meaningless.

Like now.

If there really is a seventh alien spirit here and it wants to kill Qi Xueyi, why doesn't it just slit his throat?

Although this idea seems cruel, if the other party can really hide like Su Yu, then slitting the throat at the first moment is the most convenient and quickest way to kill.

If we don't do this, it can only prove that by never revealing the existence of the mountains and rivers, Qi Xueyi has not been harmed at all.

When the spirits are thrown into this space, they will be thoroughly checked. One reason is to ensure that they will not suddenly break through during the battle to prevent students from encountering unexpected situations. The second reason is to prevent them from having weapons in their hands.

After all, this is just a test to train students' minds.

No teacher wants their students to die, and if a spirit controlled by Fu Zexun is present, that spirit will still be examined in detail.

And this matter must have gone through Cui Tong's hands. After all, Old Cui knew a long time ago that someone in the academy might be in collusion with Fu Zexun.

This is destined to be a start-of-school test with monitoring and observation in all aspects, and countless backup plans.

Return to the storyline of the supernatural comics.

In the plot, He Jingtong was targeted by Fu Zexun when he only possessed lightning powers... Not to mention that after his fate was changed, he found out that he was an artificial cleric.

Fu Zexun will only want it more.

With a flash of his eyes, He Jingtong put away his knife and put Ming Jiuguan behind his back. He looked at Qi Xueyi, who was constantly applying healing power to him but could only alleviate the condition but could not really cure him, and said calmly, "Stop the treatment."

"Stop the healing movements and force you are performing."

After saying this, Jian Zirui frowned.

Qi Xueyi also looked at He Jingtong in disbelief.

"Do you believe me?" He Jingtong looked at him impartially. "If you believe me, stop all the strength in your hands, and then believe that I will not let you die."

As soon as he said this, Qi Xueyi thought of the pill that He Jingtong gave to the actress at that time.

The effect of the pill was really immediate. Not only could it save lives quickly, but it also healed serious injuries with visible recovery effects.

If Jian Zirui hadn't helped to block the way, passers-by might have actually noticed that the wound on the actress's head seemed to have healed a little.

Furthermore, the healing marks were no different from her skin before the injury. It looked as if she had only suffered injuries that were not fatal.

But in reality, if it is just a little later, the person may go into shock on the spot and gradually die.

In other words, if He Jingtong was able to bring the person back to life in that situation, there was no reason why the person who was being treated would die instantly in such a situation.

Slowly, Qi Xueyi relaxed. Although he didn't understand why He Jingtong asked him to take back his power, he coughed softly and could even feel the bloody breath rising from his throat: "Ahem, isn't it natural for me to believe in you?"

The school intentionally cultivates a three-person team for a very important purpose, that is, you can not believe in yourself. After all, no one knows what the growth limit of the aliens is, especially when the aliens were originally human beings.

But if you think you can't trust yourself and are not trustworthy, then please believe in your teammates without hesitation, believe that they are right, and keep going.

Indeed, Qi Xueyi could feel the coldness of his heart being pierced and his internal organs being exposed and blown by the wind.

But he couldn't tell exactly whether that feeling was a deception of his brain based on what he saw.

A doctor cannot treat himself. In an emergency, his adrenaline surges and his brain's survival instinct makes him unable to judge the current situation. In this case, he should just trust his teammates.

Especially when He Jingtong personally stated that he would not let him die.

Before he could finish his words, under Su Yu's incredulous gaze, Qi Xueyi really relaxed, and the healing power that had been continuously transmitted to his chest.

This action is too scary.

The scene of "blood splattering when Qi Xueyi's chest was pierced by Ming Jiuguan" was accurately played on the screen in front of Qu Shu and to all the students.

Many classmates cried out in shock and began to question who the transfer student He Jingtong was and why he would attack his own teammates.

If possible, they hope that He Jingtong can also go to the spiritualist court.

I couldn't accept it. I couldn't accept that my trusted teammate suddenly started to wield a weapon against me.

Almost everyone instinctively brought Qi Xueyi in.

Outsiders were even more confused when they saw Jian Zirui holding the peach wood sword, being on guard against Su Yu, and even wanting to attack.

Some even said out loud: "What on earth does Jian Zirui want to do? Is she crazy? Hasn't she been teammates with Qi Xueyi for a whole year? It doesn't make sense for her to do this just because of a new classmate."

"I cannot accept that a teammate who I trusted with his life would suddenly attack me. If something like that happens, the unprepared person will be killed on the spot without any ability to protect themselves."

"But why did He Jingtong want to take action against Qi Xue?"

Later, He Jingtong told Qi Xueyi to give up treating himself.

The people outside were arguing even louder. "What are they doing? Do they think that since they didn't kill Qi Xueyi, they want him to give up on his own?"

"Who is he? Why would the academy recruit such a person? If such a person can appear in the academy, can I also think that Fu Zexun, who was hiding in the academy before, is not an isolated case?"

Those inside cannot observe the outside world.

Ever since Cui Tong saw Qi Xueyi's chest being pierced from outside the barrier, he began to attack even more uncontrollably.

He certainly didn't believe the scenes of students harming each other.

He just thought that Fu Zexun had created some kind of spirit with special powers, and then created illusions, creating illusions that could deceive students, disturb students, and make students hurt each other.

But this scene did not last long.

There was a crackling sound, like the sound of a mirror breaking.

Visibly to the naked eye, the green healing power in Qi Xueyi's chest was gradually disappearing.

After the green color disappeared, the wound on Qi Xueyi's chest that had been bleeding continuously appeared like an eraser wiping away pencil dust on white paper. Everything was intact, without even a scratch.

Qi Xueyi touched his chest which had no wounds at all, and couldn't help but reveal a look of surprise.

He Jingtong pursed his lips and spoke coldly about the characteristics of the artificial spirits: "For each sin of the spirits created by Fu Zexun, there is a corresponding power characteristic."

"They are speed, strength, defense, concealment, illusion, recovery, and detection."

"Ordinary people who become spirits, because they did not naturally awaken their personal ability characteristics like spiritual masters in their lifetime. Therefore, after being made into spirits, in addition to having physical qualities that are no less than spiritual masters, they are also given artificial ability characteristics by Fu Zexun."

"There has always been a seventh spirit lurking beneath those six."

He Jingtong revealed this part of the information and naturally faced Su Yu's questioning: "How do you know so much?"

"You just transferred here, right?"

"I also want to know the answer to this question." A familiar male voice sounded.

Ever since Qi Xueyi gave up treating himself, the sound of mirror-like shattering continued to ring continuously. Only at this moment did the sound completely disappear.

Not far from Chi Qian and Lu Shaoyuan, along with the appearance of the voice, a figure similar to Fu Zexun also appeared in the same place.

I say similar because that person has the same temperament as Fu Zexun, weird and seductive, but that face is completely different from Fu Zexun's, and the word "ordinary" is enough to describe it.

But the three people who were still conscious immediately raised their guard.

"Fu Zexun." Jian Zirui read the name and her eyes narrowed involuntarily.

The power of Taoism surged again within her body. The two forces, which had already collided with each other, this time radiated out from Jian Zirui's body without mercy, blowing the grass on the ground all over the place.

Not far away, the ordinary-looking Fu Zexun nodded.

"I'm so glad that my former students still remember me. They remember that after changing my face, I am still myself." Fu Zexun lowered his head and looked at his body. He pulled his clothes and moved his hands and feet, as if he had found a new toy.

"You actually dare to come back!" Su Yu's face turned extremely ugly when she thought of Jiang Nan's ending as roughly described in the announcement.

"Maybe I've never left." Fu Zexun said something inexplicable, then looked at He Jingtong curiously, "Can you continue with the question just now?"

"Why do you know so much, but I can't find out which line leaked the information——"

In the outside world, students are trapped in the hidden space, but Qu Shu no longer has control over his own hidden space, which has attracted the attention of many teachers in the school.

An Lai, who had finally reached an agreement with the "N" organization and had the agreement relaxed to allow him to move around in the school, came to the practice room shortly after the incident.

Everything that happened on the screen made An Lai nervous, and he urgently needed to do something to interrupt this state.

He chose to urge Qu Shu beside him: "Can we open up the space now?"

Sweat had already wet Qu Shu's forehead. She said in a hoarse voice, "If I could do it, I would have released him long ago."

After repeating the gesture to unlock the space too many times, Qu Shu's left thumb and little finger were already covered with bloodstains.

But space is still beyond her control.

On the screen, Fu Zexun looked at He Jingtong curiously.

Perhaps it was because his posture was too leisurely. When he asked that question, both Su Yu inside the space and other students outside the space showed curiosity, as if they were already emotionally aroused and wanted to get an answer.

He Jingtong, who was being watched, simply said, "If you discover my intelligence route, then how did I get that intelligence?"

When faced with a difficult question, asking back is also a solution.

as well as……

"Why do you think I will answer your question?" He Jingtong would never be led by Fu Zexun.

"Did you attach your consciousness to a spirit and then hide in the spirit group inside the academy? Or do you think I must answer this question in order to get the deeper meaning of what you just said, 'Maybe you have never left'?"

"I'm sorry, but I don't care about that. I don't care about the conspiracy of the conspirator or the final result he wants to achieve. What I care about is whether I can..."

He Jing said word for word: "Kill you right now."

He Jingtong still doesn't care whether he can do it or not. Fate is something that no matter how you insult it, it won't seem excessive.

But he was bothered by the fact that Fu Zexun looked like he was trying to seduce him.

Just because Fu Zexun asked the question, He Jingtong should answer it properly?

Is he a kid in the last year of kindergarten who hopes to get a red flower from the teacher?

The answer is no. Just like the next second, He Jingtong rushed straight towards Fu Zexun with the famous Jiuguan.

But in the blink of an eye, six strange spirits appeared beside Fu Zexun.

The appearance of those strange spirits is no different from that of humans.

At first glance, they were wearing all kinds of clothes. Some were wearing suits and uniforms, looking like elite white-collar workers in an office building. There were also some people wearing ugly school uniforms and glasses, looking like students who studied hard to death.

But what really shocked people was the one among the six spirits who was wearing the uniform of the Elite Academy.

At this moment, the man's face seemed to be covered by a layer of thick fog, and his specific facial features could not be seen clearly.

But if you look at the details, you can find that the other party is a student from Elite College.

This is an aristocratic school, and the students' habits can be expressed in their physical behavior.

Neatly trimmed nails, hands without any dead skin, always undergoing etiquette training, resulting in a standing posture that is elegant even though it is not human... Even the hair is not messy, but not rigid, but has been well-groomed...

All of this is consistent with what Fu Zexun had said before.

——Maybe I never left.

These spirits, their appearance and their clothes, even the books they hold in their hands and the pens stuck on their chests, all make them look like they were suddenly brought here from various different environments.

But in reality, these people are entangled with colors that symbolize different sins.

It does take courage to take action against such an existence.

They are too human.

Can students really do anything to such a being?

Many people watching this scene outside were thinking about this question, especially An Lai and Qu Shu.

As teachers, they understand better what kind of education students in the paranormal department receive.

Being friendly and having high moral standards are just basic needs.

Allowing them to be cunning is only to avoid being schemed against in the future, rather than to let them scheme against others.

It is conceivable that beneath the so-called opening test, there is a deep tenderness hidden under the actual strict actions.

Can we do anything to them?

He Jingtong’s answer is, why can’t we do it?

There is nothing that cannot be done.

There is absolutely no possibility for spiritualists and alien spirits to coexist.

As long as the latter are transformed from humans into spirits, as soon as they see the spiritual master, their minds will be filled with all kinds of thoughts, and they must kill the other party.

This is an absolute restraint relationship. If the spiritualist is not killed, then the one killed must be a strange spirit, and vice versa.

"You made them look like humans. Since you have already broken up with those who secretly desire immortality, can I understand that you want to create pressure on me, the spiritual teachers and students through this?"

He Jingtong held the Nine Gates in his hand and quickly chopped at the nerdy alien spirit closest to him.

Fu Zexun stood among several spirits, not caring about the murderous aura on He Jingtong. He even replied: "Why don't you think about it, all I want is for humans and spirits to live in peace?"

"That is a great wish. The spirits were originally human beings. They don't want to become monsters. Moreover, the reason they become monsters is because this world is less willing to give thinkers a fair chance to do evil than doers."

"Do you know?" Fu Zexun looked at the nerdy spirit who was beaten by He Jingtong and had many scars on her body. "When she was still a human, she was bullied by her classmates more than once. She couldn't understand why those people hurt her, and tried to resist, but she only suffered more severe beatings."

"One day, she no longer wants to be like this. She wants all those who have hurt her to die. She wants those who have ignored her injuries to pay the price. Is that wrong?"

"I was just fantasizing about how to torture and kill those people. I haven't taken any action yet, have I? While I was fantasizing about how to torture and kill those people, I couldn't help but think of the scene of myself being tortured and killed..."

"Then, she became a spirit."

Fu Zexun has a passion for his "work" that is worthy of an artist. When he gazes at the strange spirit, his eyes are filled with sorrow.

"Don't casually omit the things you have done." He Jingtong's hands waved without stopping.

"You were the one who instigated the campus bullying. You also led a person who only thought about improving herself through studying to fantasize about killing others. It was you who made the other person involuntarily think that she might be killed by others if she had the idea of ​​killing others."

"It was you who drove that child to the brink of madness and then used the so-called karma to truly push her into the abyss of spiritualization."

"So what makes you think that everything she went through should be borne by an indifferent person like me?" He Jingtong's attack did not slow down at all even though the wounds on his body were once again all over the corners.

The blade of Mingjiuguan buzzed. The nerdy spirit who tried to use the book as a weapon stared at his chest in a daze.

The scene where Ming Jiuguan pierced through the chest and back.

Then her body turned into dust and fell on the grass without leaving any trace.

He Jingtong pointed the knife in his hand at Fu Zexun again: "Why don't you consider that you might be found by this child's true self when you wake up in the middle of the night?"

White lightning gradually formed around Ming Jiuguan and continued to compress, waiting for the most appropriate time to explode.

The ritual sword, originally made of black iron from an unknown world, once lost its original black color.

"You say that it is a great dream to allow humans and spirits to live in peace. In the end, you are just using this to deceive those who have hapless thoughts in their hearts."

At a time when Fu Zexun was expelled from the academy and took the initiative to break off relations with those wealthy and powerful people who had once cooperated with him, all he could do to accumulate strength in a short period of time was to deceive.

To deceive yourself is to act for something greater.

He also deceives those who work as his dogs that the world will always move towards the beautiful world he imagines.

"There will always be people who become ghosts, and there will always be people whose friends, family, and loved ones will become ghosts."

"But from the moment a human turns into a spirit, everything is no longer as simple as changing a form."

"That is death. Transfiguration is the death of human beings from the beginning to the end."

So why should a living human being, who wants to save other humans from harm, be required to suffer for the remains of a dead person?

"Ghosts are nothing more than the remnants of sins committed by humans in their lifetime."

The power around Ming Jiuguan is constantly compressed. Compared with those paralyzing effects that seem like a joke, lightning has always been an offensive characteristic that symbolizes speed and violent wildness.

"You can encourage those foolish people to believe that spiritualization is the quickest way for humans to achieve immortality, but the facts will always tell you that life has never been eternal, let alone..."

"Boom--" A huge white force burst out in an instant, and was thrown by He Jingtong towards Fu Zexun like a long spear.

White filled my vision, and the sudden burst of power blew the wind inside the diving space.

"Just a residual shadow."!