When Qiao An unconsciously walked through the non-existent door in the teaching building and entered the non-existent space, he immediately turned back, but the exit had disappeared. He was strangely imprisoned, and one wave had not yet settled, and another wave had risen again.

A sticky crawling sound came from the depths of the dim and dilapidated corridor. He heard this sound and looked over tremblingly. When he saw the source of the sound, he felt like he was going crazy.

The source of the sound was a strange monster. The monster looked like a naked man crawling on the ground with his limbs. The horror was that his front limbs were his arms and his hind limbs were also his arms. His long black hair was scattered and his face was covered. But when I looked again, I found that he did not cover his face with his hair, but the part where he originally had a face was the same as the back of his head. There was a longitudinal crack in his chest, which kept bleeding from it, and the crack was covered with teeth, just like his mouth.

He—no, although it had no eyes, it seemed to see Joan trembling. After walking a few steps, he ran wildly and approached Joan briskly.

While shouting in fear, Joan opened the door of the dilapidated classroom next to him and hid inside in a panic.

"—The monster was very powerful. I closed the door, but it broke the door in an instant." Qiao An recalled and said to me, "But its head was not smart and I didn't know how to avoid the tables and chairs on the road. Although I almost got caught twice, I still escaped."

"Escape?" I asked, "Didn't the exit disappear?"

He was also a little confused, "I don't know what happened... When I ran into the corridor, I found that the door appeared again. After passing through the door, I returned to the normal teaching building, and the monsters did not chase it out."

I think the reason why the door disappeared at the beginning was because the demon hid it. Qiao An re-observed it with the awareness that broke out in the desperate situation of life and death. Judging from this phenomenon, he really belongs to a high-perception group.

If it were an ordinary person with insufficient awareness, no matter how many times he was stroking against the wall, he would not be able to touch the handle of the door, and would be trapped in a different space forever. Things that could not be seen subjectively are equivalent to objectively not existing - this absurd phenomenon in common sense concepts is common in the secret world.

However, the false and weird stories of his school days actually became a real secret event...

When I think of such demons and monsters wandering in the school I used to attend, I can't sit still and watch.

"But after I escaped, the abnormality seemed to continue..." Qiao An said with lingering fear.

"Is there anything wrong with it?" I asked.

"I have seen that door from time to time recently. Of course, I dare not go in alone this time. But the door I can see, other students and teachers seem to be unable to see, or it seems to be more blind to it..." He said uneasy, "I told them that the door of the strange talk is there. Some of them just nodded and stopped caring. Some said it was an ordinary door that could not be related to the strange talk. They didn't seem to remember that there was no door there, and even though supernatural things were close at hand, they all seemed to be pretending to be deaf and stupid at me... Of course, I couldn't persuade them to actually go in and take a look, but I felt that even if I persuaded them, they would look for other excuses to ignore it."

He added, "I also have a few classmates and friends who like to chat about strange things. They formed an interest group in the school to share and study such strange things. But after hearing me talk about this, they were unfairly uninterested. To be honest... they scared me very much."

"Don't worry, this is normal," I said.

"Ah?" He was stunned, "Is this normal?"

I explained to him the relationship between awareness and hidden events, and after hearing this, he fell into deep thought after being shocked.

"And you must be mentally prepared..." I said, "From now on, you may continue to encounter such things."

"I mean, I was targeted or cursed by the monster in the monster talk?" He was shocked.

"No, even if this weird talk is resolved, you will still encounter other hidden events." I said.

Secret events are not only hidden from nature, but also from society, but also from human destiny.

Therefore, as long as people are not very lucky, they will not encounter hidden events.

But people with high awareness are different. They have the opportunity to perceive the secrets hidden in their own destiny.

Assuming that Joan had never encountered a secret event, he might have a chance to live a normal life. Since he had realized that "there was a secret thing in the real world", the secret thing would be "instructed" in his destiny.

If the hidden things hidden in society are bound to be involved in someone, then they will definitely be given priority to these people who are entangled with the hidden things in their destiny.

This is why warlocks are always prone to encounter each other and are always prone to encounter hidden events. The Security Bureau's responsibility for the guidance of highly perceptive groups is also due to this.

There is someone else in the Security Bureau who is responsible for the guidance. This time I am just here to solve the strange story. But looking at Qiao An's curious eyes, I also found some feeling of being a good teacher for the Blue Bird, so I explained more.

"It turned out like that..." He pressed his heart, while showing fear, he felt a little excited.

His reaction seemed to be different from ordinary people, but it was not difficult to understand. If I was still burying my homework and test papers every day, I suddenly heard that my future life would become inseparable from things and phenomena beyond common sense, and I would also feel that I was about to become the protagonist in a fictional story while being afraid. This is actually a very common adolescent psychology, and it is inevitable that he would survive from dangerous events not long ago.

Some students always expect a sudden zombie crisis on campus.

I took out my cell phone and looked at the time, "Let's just talk about it here first. Where is that door in the teaching building? Can it lead me?"

He came to his senses and nodded quickly, and set up a road with a familiarity.

Soon we went to the teaching building, and the corridors and classrooms along the way made me feel moved. I also saw the classroom where I was sitting in that year. When I entered the teaching building, the shrubs next to me were the place where the blue birds looked for hair accessories.

Qiao An passed his classroom on the way. At this time, his pace was faster and he didn't seem to want his classmates to see it. But a boy who came out of the classroom saw us and asked in a hustle and cheered: "Joan, who is he? It's not the man you were looking for outside the school!"

Joan shouted angrily, "Are you disgusting?"

The boy left with a smile on his face.

"I'm sorry, those people are really..." Qiao An said helplessly, "I'm not a girl. They always use my face to make fun of you, and they even talk about you..."

"It's okay." I looked to the end of the corridor, "Is that the door?"

"Yes, that's it!" he said in surprise. "You can really notice that everyone else will just turn a blind eye."

There was a door that was suddenly installed there at the end of the corridor. In my memory when I was a student, there was no door there.

I walked straight to the door and tried to open it.

Without any resistance, the door opened directly, and there was another corridor behind it. But compared to the corridor here, the corridor there was even more dilapidated and dirty. You can also see that all the windows there were mud mixed with blood, revealing a heterogeneous atmosphere that was completely opposite to the normal living space.

It was still lunch break, and people passed by the corridor from time to time. Occasionally, students and teachers looked at me, but no one noticed the open, extremely unusual entrance.

I was going to walk in like this, but behind me, I heard the voice of Qiao Anqi Aiai, "That... can I go in too?"

"You want to go in too?" I looked at him strangely.

He was afraid of trembling and nodded slightly excitedly.

I originally wanted to reject him, but in his future life, he would definitely encounter such incidents one after another and inevitably. Although it is absolutely no danger to be with me, I might as well take advantage of this opportunity to accumulate a little experience.

When we entered this strange space together, the door behind us automatically closed.

Joan looked back reflexively, "The door...the door disappeared again."

"Don't worry, I can still see it." I also looked back, the door was still there, but it just disappeared temporarily in his awareness.

At the same time, I also noticed the fluctuations from the demons in this strange space, which were not far from here.

I opened the back door of the classroom next to me and walked into it. Qiao An hurriedly followed.

In the classroom were tilted and seriously damaged desks and chairs. We stood probably in the back row, and next to the podium was a demon with a terrifying appearance. The front and rear limbs were all hands, the front of the back of the head, and the mouth on the chest was like a wound... It was exactly the strange monster described by Joan.

I have to deal with the demons in a different space again.

Recently, I seem to have a destiny with the devil.

The old bone said that he became a sorcerer with some kind of evil deeds of flesh and blood. He thought that he could summon demons and had some profound connection with the middleman, and probably was a magician like the middleman. As my potential opponent, the mixed-blood succubus who was with the middleman also had strong demon attributes. In addition, today and yesterday’s encounter…

It seems that since my experience was released by the Security Bureau, I have been witnessed by demons. Could this indicate something?

While I was thinking, the demon next to the podium also noticed me. It was as tight as a cat in a hunting posture, and although it had no eyes, it seemed to stare at it.

At the same time, I could also feel the gaze behind me, as well as the emotions of fear, tension, expectation, dependence and other emotions mixed in my eyes.

Now that Joan looks at me, isn’t it like when I looked at the blue bird?

Is this the feeling of bearing the pressure of fans' eyes... I joked with myself while summoning the Siren Blade.

The next moment, the demon took the lead in launching an attack.

However, its first blow was wrong.

It suddenly stood upright, its chest opened its mouth like a wound, and plasma was sprayed out from it. It was like a high-pressure water gun. The plasma not only did not disperse in the air, but was also quite concentrated. Its momentum was also quite rapid, and it was aimed at my face like a bullet.

Maybe I realized my strength, so I didn’t get close to me rashly. But if I thought that as long as I was maintained at a safe distance, I would be fine, then I was very wrong.

In the dream, the Blue Bird was injured after the first battle with the Demon. She was not only injured by the broken arm, but also her body under her clothes became bruised.

It was not the injury caused by the direct attack of the Siren Blade, otherwise the clothes would be torn to pieces together.

The reason why such injuries occurred is very simple. She was shattered her spells one after another by the Siren Blade.

The Siren Blade can not only damage the body when shattering the clone, but also damage the opponent's body when shattering the opponent's spell.

Although the effect is not as huge as the shattering clone, high-level warlocks like Bluebird can also fight against damage fluctuations transmitted from their invisible connections with spells to a certain extent, and can repair those wounds like connecting arms in the future. However, if they accumulate a small amount, they should not be underestimated. Moreover, most ordinary warlocks cannot fight.

The same is true for the demon in front of you.

The plasma it ejects is transformed by its own spirituality, and can be regarded as its own extension, and will be counterattacked by the Siren Blade with the laws of sympathetic witchcraft.

When I used the Siren Blade to split the plasma, the demon opposite suddenly stopped and his head suddenly exploded.

"Die...dead?" Qiao An was shocked.

I did not relax my vigilance and walked towards the demon. The demon is a spirit body, without the vital points of the body, and even if the head explodes, it may not die. Sure enough, the demon fell to the ground and twitched twice, and suddenly bounced up again, bursting out at an extremely fast speed to hit the window not far away. This impact shattered the window and the sunlight from the outside came in.

It actually ran to the real space outside. This strange space clearly does not exist, but it seems to be physically connected to the real space at this moment. I don’t know what the location of this place is now related to the teaching building of the real space. But I didn’t worry too much about this detail, and immediately moved to the broken window and threw the Siren Blade out with force.

After the demon broke the window, his body was shot at a high speed onto the playground dozens of meters away. As soon as he landed, he attempted to attack the students passing by nearby.

However, before it could move two steps, the Siren Blade shot at an extremely high speed, bursting its body into scattered rotten flesh.

Just in case, I sent Qiao An out of the strange space first, and then went to the playground to check it out. After confirming that the demon was indeed completely eliminated, I relaxed.

And at this moment, I noticed a strange look from the direction of the teaching building behind me.

A gaze mixed with anxiety, vigilance, hostility and other emotions.

Coke…Coke doesn’t taste like Coke…
Chapter completed!