"Wishing Lake?" Upon hearing the words Wishing Lake, Zhang Fan's expression suddenly changed, and a look of surprise flashed through his eyes.
This shock only appeared for a moment and then disappeared. Apart from him, no one else in this world should know about the existence of Wishing Lake.
Why does this ancestor of the Ma family know about Wishing Lake? Could it be possible that she had also made a deal with Wishing Lake?
Zhang Fan's thoughts were surging and he was silent for a few seconds before he smiled bitterly and pretended not to understand: "Senior, what is this Wishing Lake you are talking about? Why can't this junior understand what you mean... ..”
"My little friend, you have the aura of Wishing Lake. Others may not be able to detect it, but you can't deceive me."
"The existence of Wishing Lake, I didn't expect it to appear again after so many years." The ancestor of the Ma family seemed to know some inside information. He looked lonely, and his eyes were filled with memories, as if he had thought of something long ago.
"It appears again, which means that it has begun to collect supernatural puzzle pieces again to replenish its power."
"Did they still fail... They all died in that place, so Wishing Lake has no choice but to choose new living people to control ghosts..."
"Forget it, the reappearance of Wishing Lake is a huge opportunity for me. I have been searching for a hundred years, and finally... met..." The eyes of the ancestor of the Ma family The luster was extremely dim, and he murmured some words that Zhang Fan couldn't understand.
"My little friend, you are truly the noble person in my destiny." The ancestor of the Ma family sighed, a pair of old eyes burst out with a strong light, and he suddenly looked at Zhang Fan.
It seemed that he wanted to see Zhang Fan's details clearly.
"Are you curious about the origin of Wishing Lake?"
"But I'm curious why it chose you?"
"This time, I called you here just to tell you..." The ancestor of the Ma family looked at Zhang Fan with a kind smile and said.
Hearing this, Zhang Fan did not answer, but fell into silence. He was thinking about the purpose of the ancestors of the Ma family.
Could it be that when she called her over, she wanted to use the Wishing Lake to fulfill some wish? Maybe that's true.
Unfortunately, the price of making a deal with Wishing Lake is very high. It is always you who suffers. Transactions with it are never equal.
Many times, Zhang Fan would not have chosen to trade with Wishing Lake if he had not been desperate.
What a loss.
"My child, don't be afraid. I have no hostility towards you and no ill intentions."
"To be precise, I, like you, have dealt with Wishing Lake..." The ancestor of the Ma family had a bitter look on his face. As soon as he said these words, Zhang Fan's eyes widened instantly, as if he had been struck by lightning. Freeze in place.
What? The ancestors of the Ma family are also involved in Wishing Lake? However, as the ancestor of the Ma family, she obviously holds a high position of authority. She can get wind and rain when she wants, but she is...
"My child, I know the difficulties you are facing now, and I also know the uneasiness in your heart. I also know how sad you are."
"The horror of Wishing Lake is far from the fact that you can escape and confront it now. Even your old father was unable to resist and could only passively engage in endless unequal transactions with Wishing Lake..." The ancestor of the Ma family turned the wheel of the wheelchair with both hands and drove towards the bed. Within a few minutes, she successfully turned back and found an old black and white photo in her hand.
This black and white photo has been weathered, as if it existed a long time ago. As if a long time has passed, the material of the photo has become wrinkled and twisted, full of the vicissitudes of time.
There are only two people in the photo, one is a little girl with a single ponytail and wearing gray and white clothes, and the other is a middle-aged man.
This middle-aged man has a vicissitudes of life, wears simple black clothes, and has short hair. He is tall and tall, carrying a long pole on his shoulders, with a cargo box hanging on each side of the pole.
He looks like a salesman from the Republic of China period. The ancestor of the Ma family handed the black-and-white photo to Zhang Fan, and with a hoarse voice, he sighed and said, "This man is my father."
"Back then, my old father was selected by Wishing Lake and became its apostle to collect inhabiting souls. He was sent to another world. He was able to come back alive the first few times, but then the time he spent there became longer and longer. , and then there was completely no news and no trace.”
"Although I know that he has died in that world, in fact, there is still a trace of lucky fantasy in my heart. I feel that my father will come home one day in the future." The loss in the eyes of the ancestor of the Ma family cannot be hidden and is full of With intense sadness.
"Senior...what does this Wishing Lake want to do? Why does it want to collect so many souls?" After hearing the souls, Zhang Fan's heart suddenly pounded.
It seems that the ancestor of the Ma family does know some terrible inside stories. That's right, as an old antique who has survived since the Republic of China, she must know more things than a young boy like herself.
The current level of terror in Wishing Lake, in Zhang Fan's mind, is almost omnipotent. He is obviously almost invincible, why do he still keep collecting supernatural puzzle pieces?
It is difficult for Zhang Fan to understand this.
"I'm not very clear about what it wants to do. Whenever a new chosen person dies in that world, it will find its next target and train him into a new apostle."
"And you are its chosen apostle. I can feel that you have perfectly controlled the host spirit."
"But the price is too tragic and huge."
"So huge you can't stand it..."
"Now, you should also begin to gradually realize that your humanity is constantly passing away... Once your humanity is completely lost, you will become its most perfect apostle."
"In that world, human nature and emotions are just superfluous things."
"If you want to be qualified to collect more hosts, you have to cut off your past..." The ancestor of the Ma family stared at Zhang Fan quietly for a while, and then explained with a complicated expression.
"There is not much time left for you. When you really can't hold on anymore, it will be the moment when your humanity is completely lost."
"The same was true for my father back then. I will never forget that day. He just picked up his sales box and disappeared into the night."
"Senior, what should I do? Please give me some advice." Zhang Fan listened quietly to the Ma family's ancestors, and his heart beat faster.
This is indeed his current state. Human nature always changes over time.
Even if you don't use the body spirit, you can't avoid it. He didn't know how long he could hold on.
"There is no way, there is no way." The ancestor of the Ma family shook his head, expressing that he was helpless.
"This..." Zhang Fan was stunned for a moment. No, there should be a way. The black leather manual once revealed that as long as you control a second body spirit, you can slow down the loss of your humanity or even preserve it.
"If I control a second body spirit, will it be useful? I should..." Zhang Fan swallowed and quickly asked, but before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by the ancestor of the Ma family. "I don't know. It may or may not be useful to control the second body spirit." The ancestor of the Ma family took a deep look at Zhang Fan, and the complex meaning on his face deepened.
"Through divination, I saw a corner of your future...your world..." At this point, the voice of the ancestor of the Ma family suddenly stopped and fell silent, and a long time passed. Yes, she said seriously: "While you are still young and still have the chance, you should leave yourself an heir."
"There's not much I can do for you, everything depends on your efforts..." The ancestor of the Ma family shook his head again, then turned the wheels of his wheelchair and drove towards the depths of the room, probably past It took ten minutes for her to come out again with two more things in her hand.
One thing was wrapped tightly in red gauze, airtight. Although I couldn't tell what it was specifically, I could still easily distinguish it from its rough outline.
This is a stick-shaped object only as long as a chopstick. As for the second item, it was a sharp sword.
This sword is completely black and is in a sheathed state. The surface of the scabbard is covered with complex traces of runes, as if there is some kind of strange and strange power.
"I'm going to give you three things today, and I hope they can be of some help to your future."
"This is the first thing..." The ancestor of the Ma family slowly tore open the red gauze on the first thing. In less than ten seconds, the gauze fell to the ground, revealing the contents inside.
I saw that it was actually a rusty iron awl with a rustic surface.
"Coffin nails?" The moment Zhang Fan saw the iron awl, he immediately shouted in surprise. He once owned coffin nails, but after he upgraded them to silver coffin nails, Ma Ling'er snatched them away.
He was depressed for a long time at that time.
"It was a real nail in the coffin, to be precise."
"It was the nail in the coffin that my father brought back from that terrible world."
"The terrifying thing about it is that it can even crucify the host spirit." The ancestor of the Ma family explained.
"The coffin nail in Yang's world?!" Zhang Fan was shocked, his eyes suddenly became dark, and he stared straight at the coffin nail in the hands of the ancestor of the Ma family.
Previously, the black leather manual had told him that after helping find a spirit in Wishing Lake, he must make a wish and ask for a real nail in the coffin of Yang's world.
It is said that only the coffin nails of that world can nail the green ghost eyes born from the white bones.
Once he pinned it, he could try to harness the second spirit. As long as he controls the second body spirit, his humanity can be preserved.
"You are old and no longer useful. I will give you this coffin nail as a gift..." The ancestor of the Ma family laughed at himself and handed the coffin nail to Zhang Fan.
Zhang Fan took it with his backhand and began to settle it, which was indescribably strange. The feel of this coffin nail was not much different from the one he owned before.
Perhaps the only difference is that the coffin nail in his hand now has more rust on the surface, as if it has completely withered, as if it will be broken with a little force.
"The next thing is the second thing." The ancestor of the Ma family slightly raised the dark sword in his hand, and gently stroked it from the scabbard with his fingers like sword fingers.
She didn't draw the sword, just caressed it gently.
"This sword is called... Guaipijian."
"The sky and the earth are separated, the yin and yang are dusk, and the sword is drawn..."
"Its use...maybe it can help you...slow down the passage of humanity." The ancestor of the Ma family handed the black sword in his hand to Zhang Fan.
Zhang Fan put the coffin nails on the table and took the so-called Guipi sword. Heaven and earth are separated, Yin and Yang are dusk?
Why is the name of this sword so out of place? It's like a random name. Are you sure this isn't a name from Xiu Xian?
