Chapter 3 The Edge

"Where am I!" Bailou looked around in horror, but found that there was darkness around him, and every time he spoke, there seemed to be endless echoes.

He only saw the six-pointed star burning with purple flames flying towards him, and then his head seemed to be hit hard by a big hammer. When he opened his eyes again, he appeared here, in such a completely dark place.

"Hello!" Bai Lou didn't know where he was, and he didn't know which direction he should go. For him, the surroundings were all indiscriminate darkness.

He also tried to escape, but no matter which direction he ran, he felt like he was standing still in the end, and the powerlessness of losing control of his senses gradually occupied his body.

"Is there... anyone there!"

Just when he was about to lose his belief in survival, a purple light quietly lit up, and the light gradually enveloped his body. Only then did he really see where he was.

On the podium of the lecture hall.

Bai Lou was surprised to find that after struggling for so long, he was still on the podium. Could it be that what happened before was just a hallucination?

However, when he turned around, the scene in front of him almost made him sit on the ground.

He saw another him.

Another white building.

He saw another self sitting on a chair limply as if all the bones in his body had been emptied out, and that purple light was the oil lamp that the so-called psychic had taken out from nowhere!

How could this be?

wrong! All of this must be the work of that psychic! definitely is!

"How do you feel?" A voice suddenly sounded beside him, and Bailou suddenly turned his head to look, who else could it be if it wasn't Jun Chengzong.

As soon as Bailou saw Jun Chengzong, he immediately became furious. He wanted to hold a lecture, but unexpectedly, he made a fuss like this, making people look like ghosts, and he still doesn't know what happened. what!

So almost at the same time, he rushed up immediately and punched Jun Chengzong in the face.

However, this punch landed in the empty space, his fist pierced through Jun Chengzong's left cheek under his nose, and then pierced through the right cheek.

The force fell on the empty space, Jun Chengzong didn't dodge at all, it seemed that what was in front of him was just a holographic image.

"Huh?" Bai Lou was startled, and couldn't help but took two steps back, pointing at Jun Chengzong in horror, "Are you a human or a ghost?!"

Jun Chengzong said lightly: "I am the same as you."

"Same?" Bai Lou looked to the side, and immediately saw another Jun Chengzong, "How is this possible?"

"Nothing is impossible," Jun Chengzong touched the string of dice on his wrist, and explained to Bailou, "Each spirit body has its own magnetic field to ensure that it will not be harmed by other spirit bodies, but This magnetic field also has boundaries."

"That's what our psychics often say, edge."

"In the edge, the resistance to the external spirit body will be minimized. When the edge becomes unstable for some reason, the energy of the spirit body will start to appear uncoordinated, which is what I said before. The emergence of energy," Jun Chengzong paused, "where we are now is your edge."

"My... edge?" Bai Lou obviously still couldn't understand what Jun Chengzong said, but fortunately, he already knew that the place he was at was safe, so he obviously relaxed a little.

"Yes, you can regard the edge as a space that will not be observed by the normal world, a spiritual space that belongs only to you." Jun Chengzong explained.

Bai Lou seemed to suddenly think of something, raised his head suddenly, and asked Jun Chengzong: "Is the person haunted by ghosts related to the instability on the edge?"

Jun Chengzong nodded thoughtfully: "Almost, whether it is the lonely ghost we often talk about,

They are still demons in Western cognition, and they all belong to the category of marginal spirits in the study of psychics, that is, spirits that are active on the edge of other spirits. "

"Edge spirits don't have bodies, but they can occupy other spirit bodies by entering the edge of other spirit bodies, weakening the magnetic field of spirit bodies and other means. This is what the folks often say, ghost upper body." Things were originally one of the contents he was going to teach today, so he was well prepared.

Jun Chengzong paused, and seeing that Bai Lou seemed to be digesting his psychic theory, he continued: "But you can rest assured, under normal circumstances, marginal spirits have no chance to invade other healthy spirit bodies."

But Jun Chengzong frowned, and changed the subject abruptly: "However, there are exceptions." As he spoke, Jun Chengzong's eyes flickered, and he involuntarily looked behind Bailou.

"Exception?" Bai Lou felt a little guilty, as if he was afraid of something, "What exception?"

However, just when Jun Chengzong was about to answer Bailou's question, a gust of dark wind suddenly blew, making the string of dice on Jun Chengzong's wrist rustle.

"Not good!" Jun Chengzong's eyes suddenly became sharp, and he pressed the rustling dice on his wrist with his other hand.

"Hush! Don't make a sound!" Jun Chengzong made a silent gesture to Bai Lou, and immediately raised his hand to press Bai Lou's shoulder, forcing Bai Lou down and hiding under the square table.

Jun Chengzong observed the surrounding situation vigilantly, lowered his voice and said to Bailou: "Be careful, there are other spirit bodies here!"

"Other... other spirits?" Bailou's eyes widened, and he looked around subconsciously, but in his eyes, it was pitch black in all directions, and he couldn't see anything at all, "That's not a ghost!"

"Don't make a sound," Jun Chengzong also lowered his body, took the string of dice from his wrist, held them in his hands, and murmured as he stared at the surrounding darkness like a lynx dormant in the dark waiting for its prey , "Here it comes."

"Quack quack quack—"

A series of ugly duck-like sounds came from all directions, but neither Jun Chengzong nor Bailou could find the direction of the thing that made the sound from this sound.

The sound moved from far to near, and disappeared when it almost touched the bright range of the oil lamp.

Where did it go?

Jun Chengzong wasn't sure what was making the sound, but the spirit body that could appear on the edge of the white building at this time must not have good intentions!

Jun Chengzong didn't know what it was, but Bailou seemed to realize something.

He raised his hand tremblingly, wanting to say something to Jun Chengzong, but at this moment, a strand of long black hair quietly floated over from behind him and slowly fell on his left shoulder.

Head...hair?

Seeing this strand of long hair on his shoulders, Bai Lou trembled violently and turned his head uncontrollably mechanically. However, just behind him at the edge of the purple light, a woman in white clothes with extremely dry and twisted body was lying on her back. On the ground, slowly crawling towards the direction of the white building.

Perhaps sensing Bailou's sight, the woman lying on the ground froze, and slowly raised her head, revealing the face covered by her long hair.

A dead face that was so pale that it had no blood on it!

The hair was slowly falling down, and a pair of empty eye sockets were facing Bailou's eyes. At this time, Bailou was completely stunned and fell down under the square table, unable to move.

"Quack quack quack—"

The woman opened her mouth, showing a weird smile, and the previous rattling sound came out of her throat!

That is, the moment the smile appeared, the woman's twisted hands and feet suddenly accelerated, and she quickly climbed towards the white building!

"Help!"