As the door of the hut slowly opened, Lu Jing felt a strong sense of unwillingness and resentment, almost as if it were real. Even the sun above his head dimmed a bit.
He subconsciously wanted to retreat, but in the blink of an eye the resentment had already rushed out of the room and enveloped him without any explanation.
The next moment, dozens of voices rang in Lu Jing's ears, including men and women, old and young, repeating together, "Cultivation, realm, I want to improve my realm! I want to become stronger! "
Facing this strange scene, Lu Jing was also horrified.
This is so foul! The cutscene is followed directly by a door-opening kill! !
The key is to open the door yourself!
This is simply a desperate situation where death is inevitable! ! ! !
Lu Jing, who was surrounded by resentment, felt his limbs go cold. Although as a Marxist, he didn't know much about these ghosts before, but just by looking at the special effects of burning funds, he knew how powerful this move was. sharp.
The huts not far away became blurry, and at this moment, all he could see were ghost figures in the sky!
Lu Jing used his last strength to turn around and escape, but found that he couldn't move his legs.
Oops, has the ghost attack started to take effect?
Lu Jing felt desperate. He sadly found that the only thing he could do now was to close his eyes and wait for death.
As a result, Lu Jing just waited for half a stick of incense.
Death did not come as expected.
On the contrary, he found that the sounds in his ears seemed to be getting smaller and smaller.
So Lu Jing opened his eyes a little more and secretly observed his surroundings. He found that the resentment that enveloped him disappeared like water droplets meeting a red-hot iron after touching his body.
By now, the resentment around him has faded a lot, and at the same time, there seems to be no abnormality in his body.
In fact, Lu Jing also noticed that he couldn't move his legs before, purely because he was too scared at the time.
The consciousness temporarily loses control of the body under extreme fear.
To put it simply, it means scaring yourself.
But I can't really blame Lu Jing for this. The main reason is that the special effects on the opposite side were too full. No matter who was standing here, they would probably be scared.
But Lu Jing didn't expect that even a bit of blood would not be wiped off when this devastating move fell on him.
After confirming that his body was indeed fine, Lu Jing simply found a stone nearby, sat on it, and watched the resentment around him become thinner and thinner until it completely disappeared.
And the angry faces gradually changed from the initial ferocious and bloodthirsty appearance to ordinary people, and in the end they actually nodded towards the landing spot, as if thanking him.
When the surroundings returned to normal, another person walked out of the thatched hut.
Although Lu Jing had never really seen that person's appearance before, he still recognized it at a glance. This was the "himself" in the cutscene.
The young man left home, studied martial arts under his master, and became proficient in martial arts. However, he lost his parents, wife and children. He killed his best friend with his own hands and ended up alone. However, he still could not decipher the last sentence in the secret book. He vomited blood. The man who died.
By this time, Lu Jing had already figured out many things.
He raised his head and said to the man in front of him, "Are you the first owner of that secret book?"
The man walked up to Lu Jing, but he followed his example and sat cross-legged on the opposite side of the field, nodding and saying, "That's right, I always keep my master's teachings in mind and devote myself to martial arts without any slack. But I never thought...that it would end up like this."
"It's quite miserable." Lu Jing remembered the scenes in the cutscenes and couldn't help but sigh.
The man opposite smiled bitterly, "I came from a humble background, and I became famous because of my quarrel, but this quarrel also destroyed me. In order to fight, I couldn't fulfill my filial piety by my father's bedside. When he returned home in glory, my father I can no longer see my achievements. I brought my mother to my side. I wanted her to enjoy happiness, but in the end, I harmed her, my wife and children...
"I'm sorry for my wife. After we got married, I kept neglecting her because of my martial arts practice. I didn't listen to her original warning and left home resolutely. During those seven years outside the Great Wall, I often recalled the time when we first got together and thought of her. I wanted to make it up to her when I got home, but I didn't expect that I wouldn't have this chance again.
"As for my son... I am not worthy to be his father at all, so I am unfaithful and unfilial, making it difficult for me to be a father. When I was about to die, I became possessed by this word "Zheng", and my residual thoughts caused many harms. Human lives.”
When the man said this, he suddenly stood up and saluted Lu Jing solemnly, "Thank you so much, my benefactor, for helping us escape from the sea of misery. If I hadn't met my benefactor, I would have continued to think of myself as a martial artist." They are all like me, who only know how to be first, but they don’t know how much trouble they will cause in the future.”
"It's not appropriate." Lu Jing also quickly stood up and waved his hand, "Hey, what you said... I actually took advantage of it."
"Tricks?" A confused look flashed in the man's eyes, but he soon became relieved again, "Hahaha, it's already come to this point. Why should I fight to win or lose? Just try to find tricks. You can make This residual thought of mine is no longer attached to me, and it is my benefactor who regains my clarity."
The man paused and then continued, "Now that my obsession is gone, I will return to heaven and earth soon. There is still some time left. If you have anything to ask me, please feel free to ask me."
"Really?" Lu Jing realized that this was a good opportunity. After thinking about it, he asked first, "Um... is this a fairy world?"
"Xian Xia?" The man seemed a little unclear about the meaning of this, but soon he seemed to remember that Lu Jing had asked him if he was an immortal cultivator in Gong Tower before, so he said.
"I don't know if there are immortals or spirits in this world. I am just a residual thought attached to the secret book. As long as the person who opens the secret book has a desire to improve his realm, I will amplify this desire and gradually control it. Their minds are waiting to kill them and then find another host."
"You mentioned magic before, how did you get it?"
"Oh, spell. After I possessed the secret book, I got a spell that can make the host think that his martial arts has greatly improved after practicing the secret book. And as long as he doesn't really fight with others, others will think so. His martial arts improved greatly, and when I killed the tenth person, another spell appeared in my mind.
"The spell this time is even more powerful. You saw it in the restaurant before. I can turn a book without any words into the secret book, so that it can arouse the desire to improve the cultivation of many people at once. Because of their desire, everyone sees different things from that book, but they are all the most powerful magical skills in their hearts. In addition, I can also transform those wordless books into any existing book in the world. martial arts classics, but those are not true."
At this point, he said with emotion, "But because this spell is so powerful, I thought I would only sink deeper and deeper. Fortunately, I met my benefactor. If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, it would be hard for me to believe that this world can really Someone who is unmoved when faced with a magic book at their fingertips may already...be called a saint."
