Jiang Chenchuan, who heard the cry for help, rushed upstairs, but vaguely felt something on the steps of the stairs. He slowed down and looked at the knight in armor, holding a long sword in both hands and pointing diagonally upward. Across the stairs.
It seemed like something was dripping, but nothing could be seen in front of me.
"Wow……"
Leonid, who followed later, covered his mouth. Even though he was dead, he couldn't bear to look at the body of the boy who had been penetrated by a long sword.
"Is there...something...right?"
Jiang Chenchuan asked tentatively. After getting a positive answer, he realized that it was a tragedy that happened in another timeline.
"Judging from your expression, it should be...a corpse?"
Leonid nodded towards Jiang Chenchuan. In his eyes, the boy's body was almost twisted and his chest was penetrated. He could probably guess that the cause of his death was that he fell down the stairs and died in an accident.
As the temperature drops at night, mist condenses on the glass, and water droplets slide down leaving traces of traces. Too low a temperature will inhibit the activities of the human body, and it can be seen that the corpse is also temporarily decomposed due to the cold.
"In other words, when we see a shadow similar to this kind of activity, we can regard the other person as a living person in another time."
Different times cannot meet, but they influence each other due to distortion, even... killing.
"Maybe... we can still try. I can feel that there are still living people in the mansion."
Leonid finally used the characteristics of his ghost and was not affected by distortion. He could see people on different timelines at the same time. Perhaps, his existence is the best link.
Once again active in the mansion, Duan Ting is horrified by the mystery. The truth of the incident can be found by solving the mystery.
Chudong took two steps back and fell to the ground. She looked at her hands tremblingly, as if she couldn't believe that she had killed the wrong person.
"anyone there?"
There seemed to be someone wandering nearby. Chudong tried to turn his head to look for it, but his expectations were in vain. It was just as dark and strange, and no one was there.
"Lucky! What an unexpected bonus!"
The next second, an excited male voice rang in his ears. Chudong turned his head and faced Leonid's kind and upright figure, who had the temperament and demeanor of a college teacher.
This was the first person she met after entering the mansion, and there was also a strange cold air. The light could actually penetrate his body, making him look unreal.
The alert Chudong immediately made a defensive posture, but the man in front of him didn't seem to care and was talking happily into the air around him.
"It's great! I just said that I can smell the scent of other humans, but I didn't expect that it's a Xia Jingren..."
"People from Xia Jing..."
Jiang Chenchuan immediately came to his senses, turned towards the blurry shadow and shouted tentatively:
"Miss Chudong?"
The familiar voice I heard in a trance gave me an unreal feeling in early winter.
"Hello, madam, my name is Leonid, I used to be a scholar... By the way, are you Miss Chudong?"
While helping Jiang Chenchuan, Leonid also did not forget to introduce himself. However, the reaction was different from the expected reaction. When she heard her name, she suddenly stepped back like a cat with a hairy fur, and then Covering his eyes, he said with a vigilant look:
"Say! How do you know my name?"
"Don't be nervous, beautiful lady, if I say it was my friend, Evel told me... would you believe it?"
But he didn't know that in the early winter vision, Leonid pointed at the air around him, as if there was something real, and said with a serious face.
"Wait, don't say that, she can't see me... Of course, I can't see her either."
Jiang Chenchuan reacted faster, explained to Leonid, and asked Leonid to pass words between the two of them.
If it weren't for the name Ivel, Chudong might have already had murderous intentions towards Leonid. She still looked distrustful, but said in a more relaxed tone:
"Evel?"
"Yes, yes, that's right, it's Yvel. He's here too. Look, he's right here...ah, no, you can't see him. You two exist in different times, so you can't see him."
Leonid was afraid that Chudong would do something drastic, so he hurriedly explained.
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Jiang Chenchuan, who heard the cry for help, rushed upstairs, but vaguely felt something on the steps of the stairs. He slowed down and looked at the knight in armor, holding a long sword in both hands and pointing diagonally upward. Across the stairs.
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"Wow……"
Leonid, who followed later, covered his eyes. He couldn't bear to look at the body of the boy who had been penetrated by a long sword.
"Is there...something...right?"
Jiang Chenchuan asked tentatively. After getting a positive answer, he realized that it was a tragedy that happened in another timeline.
"Judging from your expression, it should be...a corpse?"
Leonid nodded towards Jiang Chenchuan. In his eyes, the boy's body was almost twisted and his chest was penetrated. He could probably guess that the cause of his death was that he fell down the stairs and died in an accident.
Jiang Chenchuan, who heard the cry for help, rushed upstairs, but vaguely felt something on the steps of the stairs. He slowed down and looked at the knight in armor, holding a long sword in both hands and pointing diagonally upward. Across the stairs.
It seemed like something was dripping, but nothing could be seen in front of me.
"Wow……"
Leonid, who followed later, covered his eyes. He couldn't bear to look at the body of the boy who had been penetrated by a long sword.
"There's something... right here?"
Jiang Chenchuan asked tentatively. After getting a positive answer, he realized that it was a tragedy that happened in another timeline.
"Judging from your expression, it should be...a corpse?"
Leonid nodded towards Jiang Chenchuan. In his eyes, the young man's body was almost twisted and his chest was penetrated. He could probably guess that the cause of his death was that he fell down the stairs and died in an accident. Jiang Chenchuan, who heard the cry for help, rushed upstairs, but vaguely felt something on the steps of the stairs. He slowed down and looked at the knight in armor, holding a long sword in both hands and pointing diagonally upward. Across the stairs.
It seemed like something was dripping, but nothing could be seen in front of me.
"Wow……"
Leonid, who followed later, covered his eyes. He couldn't bear to look at the body of the boy who had been penetrated by a long sword.
"There's something... right here?"
Jiang Chenchuan asked tentatively. After getting a positive answer, he realized that it was a tragedy that happened in another timeline.
"Judging from your expression, it should be...a corpse?"
Volume One.
The first chapter of the night: Sonata.
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2022, autumn.
The drizzle of rain fell from the gray sky, lightly drenching the city streets.
It's autumn, and from time to time you can still see pedestrians without umbrellas hurriedly passing by with their hands on their heads.
In the narrow military-civilian alley, there was a boy of seventeen or eighteen years old, sitting opposite an old man under the awning next to the supermarket concession stand.
The whole world outside the awning is gray, and the ground has been turned light black by the rain. Only the ground under the awning remains a dry area, as if there is only this piece of pure land left in the whole world.
An old wooden chess board was placed in front of them, and above their heads was a red 'Flying Supermarket' sign.
"General," the young man Qingchen stood up after saying that, leaving the old man with thinning hair sitting blankly.
The young man Qingchen glanced at the other person and said calmly: "No need to struggle."
"I can still..." the old man said unwillingly: "We have only gone down to the thirteenth step..."
In his words, the old man felt a little embarrassed about the situation where he had lost his armor in thirteen steps.
Qingchen didn't explain anything. The murderous intention was revealed on the chessboard. It was the last moment of Tu Qiong Dagger's view.
The young man has a clean face and clear eyes. He is just sitting there wearing a simple school uniform, as if the world around him has been purified and transparent.
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The old man threw the chess piece in his hand onto the chessboard, abandoning it and admitting defeat.
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