The process of refining ghosts is very cruel. It is almost to let the celestial master cut people alive, and to cut the body of the material into several pieces, and at the same time use the Taoist method. Resentment and suffocation to train the soul until Facheng - this is indeed detrimental to yin morality, no wonder Lin Jiayang died so early.
Lin Yuetian took off his shirt and lay on the floor. The formations were drawn all around, which implied the meaning of gossip, and the eight formations were formed with cinnabar yellow talismans. Lin Yuetian breathed calmly, watching Lin Tongzhao fix his limbs to prevent struggle. Lin Tongzhao's expression was distorted, his breathing was heavy, and he didn't seem to dare to continue.
"Uncle Shi," Lin Yuetian suddenly asked, "Actually, have you used ghost refining?"
Lin Tongzhao breathed for a while, then smiled bitterly: "How did you see it?"
"No matter how you say it, this is murder," Lin Yuetian said calmly, "it's a little strange that you would be moved by a few words from me. That's why I guessed that you're not as bad as you said. Keep secrets away."
Lin Tongzhao swallowed and said in a low voice, "My nephew has good eyesight... When I was fifteen, the situation of my Lin family was even more miserable than it is now. My father passed away early, and there was nothing left in the family, only debts. , my mother worked too hard and was admitted to the hospital. I had a younger brother at the time, he was only five years old, and he still had to go to school. Those relatives couldn't get along. Maybe it was because the ancestors' yin and morality were damaged, which would affect future generations. If this continues, my mother and younger brother will starve to death. When my father was there, he once said that I had a talent for Taoism, taught me feng shui, and the only esoteric Taoism technique that my ancestors had not lost. A friend of mine, he is a businessman, his father gave him a fortune when he first started, and then his mother became seriously ill, I asked him to borrow money, and he didn't take a dollar..."
Lin Tongzhao seemed to be caught in a long-term memory, and his hands kept moving. He held up a bowl of raw rice, used a pair of yin chopsticks that had been sacrificed to the Qingming Festival in front of the tomb, mixed the raw rice with incense ashes and the blood from the tip of his tongue, and sprinkled the four characters "Peace" and "Life and Death" in the array, each with copper coins and pine branches. hold down.
"I said I was willing to train ghosts for him, help him eliminate his competitors, and make money-gathering ghosts," Lin Tongzhao said, "He immediately lent me the money, and then found a few death row prisoners to ask me to do it... I After doing it three times, the three ghosts didn't exist for too long. Later, he had a car accident on a business trip, and everyone was broken. I was fine, but my mother died of illness in the end, and my brother also had a high fever when he was ten years old. It's gone, I just realized that this matter is indeed detrimental to yin and virtue... But I have lived alone until today, maybe someday, the retribution of the past will come, and this time is not bad, maybe I can destroy a jade ghost, but also Do the cause and effect of the ancestors. Haha, this life is not in vain..."
Lin Yuetian quietly watched Lin Tongzhao set up the formation, turned back and started to worship the statue of Sanqing three times, and also quietly watched Lin Tongzhao immerse the short knife in water, take it out and start sharpening the knife.
The system has not spoken for a long time, until now, he suddenly shouted in Lin Yuetian's head: "Forget it!"
"The arrow is on the string, what is it?" Lin Yuetian even smiled softly and comforted.
The system's voice is eager: "Forget it! Really forget it... You, you don't need to work so hard, in fact, I never told you, because I was always scared to death by you, I didn't tell you, even if you have a couple of A mission failed, and you—"
"Don't tell me." Lin Yuetian interrupted him.
The system was so anxious that it seemed like it was about to cry: "No, you really don't have to do this, you can just use the traditional way to complete the task? It's okay to be slow, in fact, I'm not that anxious, it's okay if my performance is not good, it's okay if you sacrifice your color completely. , I will never laugh at you! I swear! Don't work so hard! Do you know that?! The ghosts are going to make you, bring you to life - this is too painful and terrifying!"
"I know. But do you know why I have completed so many tasks and why I am a gold medal killer?" Lin Yuetian asked.
"..." The system tried to guess his brain circuit, "... Because of your business level?"
Lin Yuetian nodded with satisfaction: "Ruzi can be taught—then do you know what the main components of my business level are?"
"When are you still talking nonsense?!" The system watched Lin Tongzhao sharpen his knife and felt that his entire stomach would be twisted, if he had one.
"It's my ingenuity," Lin Yuetian said to himself, regretting the system's incompatibility, "and my bold character. Whether it's in the original world or in every small world where I've completed tasks, In the face of every task, I tell myself that I only have one chance. In order to complete the task, it doesn't matter what I do. This is my work attitude. I am not a god, and I am not a strong-willed person. If you tell me After my mission fails, my specific situation, such as not dying or something, although my intelligence and intelligence will not be affected, but my mentality of becoming a benefactor if I fail will change. I have lost my determination to try boldly, this time I may Success or failure may not have much impact, but in the future I will become less and less willing to try these efficient methods, and I will fail more and more. I don't hate failure, but I'm not used to failure - also Don't want to get used to failure."
Lin Yuetian said: "Don't allow yourself to have a retreat, and don't allow yourself to fail. This is my creed as a gold medal killer."
The system is silent.
Lin Tongzhao sharpened the knife and walked in front of Lin Yuetian. His expression was complicated. Lin Yuetian could see the light flashing on the blade of the knife.
"It's too late to regret it now," Lin Tongzhao couldn't bear to say, "You only have one life, and there may be other ways. Although there is no way now, maybe... Maybe we will find it."
"Let's do it." Lin Yuetian said.
"You only have one life, after all, being a person and being a ghost is not the same." Lin Tongzhao gritted his teeth, "Jade Ghost is so cruel, but he just wants to become a human. You may want to think again and think again."
Lin Yuetian smiled at him calmly, and said softly, "Go ahead."
Lin Tongzhao sighed. He held the short sword and recited the mantra aloud, thanking the Patriarch Sanqing, the principles of heaven and earth, and the evil spirits in the four directions. Every time he recited a sentence, his Yintang was vaguely shrouded in blackness. In fact, when Lin Yuetian and the system first saw Lin Tongzhao, they could see that this person might die soon. Of course, Lin Tongzhao himself probably knew this. But for him, death is terrible, and living is boring.
Lin Tongzhao shouted loudly and sprinkled more than a dozen yellow talismans. The moment the yellow talismans fell on the formation, they burned on their own. Lin Yuetian seemed to hear the sound of ghosts crying. But he didn't close his eyes, he watched Lin Tongzhao raise the short knife straightly, almost grimly, and stared at the sharp blade—
The blade fell on his chest.
The system did not recite the scriptures, nor did it put anything to adjust the atmosphere, it was just silent. It was only at this time that he really realized what kind of monster, lunatic, and sick person that he signed the contract with was a complete monster, a madman, and a patient who had no ability to empathize or even cared about himself.
Of course, Lin Yuetian didn't think of herself that way.
He also feels pain, but he sees it as a reasonable effort to get the business done.
Lin Yuetian always thought that he was normal.