So far, Lin An has been exposed to two types of witchcraft, one is direct casting and the other is ritual magic.
Ritual magic seems to have a low threshold. As long as you know the steps, it is not difficult to perform.
However, those who cast spells directly seem to place more emphasis on the power of the heart and have a greater impact on the heart of the caster.
witchcraft……
This seems to be the reason why wizards go to lichs.
At the same time, releasing witchcraft seems to be the process by which wizards become powerful.
After jotting these down secretly, Lin An took his cell phone and went out to prepare various materials needed for ritual magic.
Chen Xin's fan left a list of materials for witchcraft rituals and magic that "no one loves even a little quilt". Many of them are occult items and are difficult to buy on the market.
But those two things taught by the wizard 'Little Susu' are extremely common things.
Soon he came back with large and small bags.
He bought a transparent carton of ink. As an Internet practitioner, he knew some things more than the wizard 'Little Susu'.
For example, making a mask pattern and downloading it will leave traces in the software, making it too easy for others to follow the clues and find you.
Lin An found the mask template on the face-squeezing software, played with it a few times, clicked Export to check the format, and already understood the required data.
He put the transparent paper on the entrance mirror, and suddenly a clown face came up and stuck it hard on it.
"Hahahaha..." The clown-faced tumbler shook and laughed wildly, "Give me back your witchcraft!"
Lin An looked at him with a smile, "No, you are wrong. I should return your memories, emotions, life traces...etc."
The clown-faced roly-poly was stunned for a moment and looked at him blankly, "What do you mean?"
"You have only your spirituality left. The 'Dizzy' witchcraft is not that important to you, right?" Lin An held a small plate filled with ink, dipped it in with a new brush, and mobilized the spiritual assistance to enter the new stage. In good painting condition, the handwriting smoothly outlines the edge lines of the mask on the transparent paper.
"But what is wrapped in the 'Dizziness' witchcraft are the memories, emotions, traces of life that gave birth to this witchcraft in your mind...etc."
"Now that your witchcraft is taken away by me, you will lose these, right."
The clown-faced roly-poly looked at Lin An in disbelief.
Lin An took a step back, compared the size of the mask on the face of the clown-faced roly-poly, nodded, and came closer to continue applying it.
"All these spiritual powers are eroded and fused by spiritual energy, making it possible to cross dimensions and enter the spiritual world."
"These fusions are called spirituality."
"The behavior of spirituality in the spiritual world is transmitted to the real world and becomes a super-dimensional power."
The clown-faced roly-poly opened his mouth and murmured, "How do you, a newcomer, know so much..."
Lin An shrugged, "Because that's what witch hunter knights are."
"Tsk~"
"That's right, the witch hunter knights also branched off from the wizards at first."
Lin An applied it carefully, so seriously, and drew the tip of his pen across the mirrored transparent paper opposite the clown's face, "Based on what I have analyzed, I really want to say..."
He stopped writing and looked at the clown-faced tumbler seriously, "You shouldn't go to extremes to find the power of the soul. I know that extreme people are always better than others and have more charisma, whether it's the extraordinary world or the world of ordinary people. "
"But..."
"A person like that doesn't look like a human being. He looks like a psychopath? Like a madman?"
"Extreme is indeed a force of life, but moderate moderation is also a force of the soul."
Lin An smiled slightly, "I have met an old man who has been adhering to his own way of dealing with the world all his life. Even if he becomes mediocre because of it, this is the taste of life."
"The taste of life?" The clown-faced roly-poly looked at him blankly.
"Yes." Lin An shook his wrist gently, letting the brush strokes delicately draw lines on the mask, "A...how should I put it...you wizards and witch-hunting knights can't even dream of it?" smell."
At this point, he chuckled, "It's a bit like an emperor who is suffering from the cold at a high place, or a rich businessman who lives in an empty luxury villa and feels lonely inside. They walk through the people and watch an ordinary couple pushing a stroller having fun. Walking by with laughter, your heart will be filled with joy."
"It's that kind of taste of life that you no longer have."
"The taste of life?" The clown-faced roly-poly murmured again.
Lin An smiled slightly, and couldn't help but think of the memory contained in this clown-faced tumbler's 'dizzy' witchcraft.
When this person was a child, his single mother released all the resentment in her life on him. Only when she was drunk did she act like a mother.
So after this man dropped out of school and started working, he bought alcohol for his mother every day and kept her drinking, keeping her in a 'mother' state. Eventually, the mother died and the man developed severe alcohol dependence.
I feel drunk and empty every day, and the whole world is spinning.
"It shouldn't be like this." Lin An looked at it seriously, "We can seek the wisdom of life, we can work hard to create a living environment, and we can slowly change a world with more tolerance and love. Man, if you are willing to sacrifice so much for the maternal love you desire.”
"And this is what an ordinary person's life tastes like."
"It is not extreme, and the process is not pleasant, but the resilience, breadth, and strength of life required are powerful and cannot be touched by casually going to extremes."
"That's the power of life, the power of the soul."
"No!" The clown-faced roly-poly exploded with a bang and twisted into a 'rabbit mask wizard'. He looked at Lin An in the mirror in panic, "No, no, no, stop talking!"
Lin An looked at him sincerely, "It is easy for a person to release the wild animal nature in his heart, but it is difficult for a person to restrain the wild animal nature in his heart. This requires more spiritual power and life power. "
"What do you think? It's much easier to act recklessly than to deny yourself and return to etiquette. How can you show stronger spiritual power?"
"No, don't say any more!" The 'Rabbit Mask Wizard' smashed the mirror crazily, making a terrible sound. Seeing that it was useless, it began to hit it crazily.
"Do you know? I am an orphan, and how much I envy you for having a mother." Lin An's expression was so sincere, "Even if she is not perfect, I have never expected perfection."
"No!"
"No!!!"
It hit the mirror like crazy and looked at Lin An with wide eyes, "Give me wine, give me wine, you give me some wine to drink, and I will teach you all the contents of the 'Dizzy' witchcraft, okay Bar?"
"You need it very much, right?"
"The spirituality of the dark golden statue that I combined with my witchcraft and spiritual energy will come to an end sooner or later!"
"I know how much you need this witchcraft. This is how you can escape from the Witch Hunting Knights!"
"Quickly, give me the wine and just pour it on the mirror, quick!"
"I'll teach you~~~"
Lin An just shook his head, put down the ink and brush, clapped his hands and looked at the patterns drawn on the transparent paper with satisfaction, "Paralyzing yourself? Escape can't solve any problems, baby."
"No~" it hit the mirror angrily, "Stop talking!"
Lin An just shook his head with disapproval, looking emotional.
"You have made your life like this, you have lived yourself like this, you have allowed your emotions and desires to run wild like a wild horse, and you have allowed its spirituality to become more and more uncontrollable. What will eventually be destroyed is you. Yeah~"
The clown-faced wizard was lying on the mirror panting, like a desperate fish after landing, staring at Lin An, "You are just a newly awakened wizard, you know nothing, you are all talking nonsense, right? You are all talking nonsense!”
Lin An smiled at it, turned around and walked into the kitchen, where he began to tinker with the ritual magic mask paste.
The ugly head rolled to the full-length mirror and looked at it, making a tut-tut sound.
"He is a devil! He is simply a devil!" the wizard in the rabbit mask said to the ugly head.
"No!" The ugly head smiled slightly, "He is a serious person, that's all."
After a while, Lin An came to the mirror holding a basin of paste, pointed his eyes at the eye sockets of the mask pattern he had just drawn, and began to smear on the transparent paper and his face.
"It's ice cold and feels pretty good~"
He sighed in admiration.
The wizard in the rabbit mask twisted his face and started crying and laughing at Lin An in the mirror, "Give me some wine!"
“Give me some wine!”
Lin An hummed and ignored it.
He was not usually a talkative person, but as he concentrated on dealing with the little boss, Chen Xinmi, and little Susu wizard today, he felt the wildfire in his heart burning even brighter.
But what's interesting is that Nu appears to be happy, but he doesn't laugh wildly like a wizard in a clown mask. He just maintains a unique and subtle feeling of "joy in the heart".
That feeling is particularly interesting.
He suddenly liked being a wizard, because the wizard's ability to feel emotions seemed to allow him to feel the feeling of being a human being.
That kind of taste of life.
Because he is a wizard, he feels more like a human being.
Rather than being a hard-working social beast who is so boring that he doesn’t know what life is, and a wage earner who is as numb as a machine.
After applying it, he put the empty plate aside, pinched a corner of the transparent paper, closed his eyes, and tore it apart.
When he opened his eyes again, the blur was gone from his face. Instead, there was a mask that seemed to grow on his face.
Pure black, with faint traces of countless turbulent vortexes on it.
"Ha~"
He laughed happily, looked at the clown-masked wizard in the mirror, and then looked at the ugly head at his feet.
"It doesn't seem difficult."
"How about it?"
"How about you help me take a look?"
(End of chapter)
