Chapter 137 Youth
After repeated experiments, after confirming that the stone statue is not an alienated object with obvious functions like [Psychic Paper], and it does not match the alien items in the school books,
Li Ang finally decided to let Mosi devour it to see the effect.
The moment he let go of the restriction, countless ink threads shot out, quickly eroding the stone statue and devouring it.
The dark gold color seems to be getting darker?
Li Ang raised his eyebrows, strengthened the output of spiritual power to Mosi, and squeezed his palm.
The strength is also stronger than before, and
Li Ang listened attentively, and indeed heard some faint voices that seemed to be spoken by countless people at the same time.
"Damn Qian Wu, didn't he just become the small shopkeeper of Jingde Bank? What is he? Let him see that he would lend me a thousand strings for the sake of old love, and he would not even try to turn around the business."
"I hate it. I bought a horse betting lottery ticket for ten years, but I haven't been able to win the prize. Li Si bought it on the first day. How can he win?!"
"Mrs. Wang dared to make things difficult for me and make me look ugly at the banquet! Wait for my lover to come back from Luoyang."
Moss has a bug?
No, it's more like perceiving emotions.
Huai Rui said that after making a specimen of Yan fluke, he can see the color on the top of a person's head and distinguish his emotions, so he can progress smoothly in his official career.
This ability may come from the stone statue itself, and after Mosi devoured the stone statue, it also possessed similar abilities.
Li Ang listened more carefully,
Those small voices seem to be from the neighbors in Jinchengfang, and the content is mostly negative emotions.
Envy, hatred, greed, lust, fear, arrogance.
Li Ang let out a breath of foul air slowly, listening to these voices, his mood gradually became irritable and depressed.
"I really want to kill that bitch."
"Why isn't he dead yet."
"I hate it so much."
A lot of negative emotions flooded into his mind, causing Li Ang to grit his teeth, clenched his fists, and shouted in a low voice: "Enough!"
Boom—
A cyan flame exploded on the surface of the ink filament, which was fleeting.
And those voices immediately subsided.
"This is karmic fire?"
Li Ang looked at Mosi with a little spark left in surprise.
Karma fire is not a Buddhist term. According to Buddhist interpretation, karma fire is the fire that burns sinners. It is the incarnation of sin karma. The more sin karma you have in life, the greater the pain you will suffer after death.
In Xuegong's explanation, karma is more like the embodiment of a negative emotion.
Under special conditions, a person's intense hatred will form a flame.
The most reliable evidence can be found in the historical materials of the late Sui Dynasty.
A warlord was in the process of leading his troops to massacre the city, but was thrown into the helmet with a stone by a mother who was protecting her child.
The stone itself has no power, but the warlord spontaneously ignited for no reason, with blue flames burning all over his body.
Any bandit soldier who touches him will be infected by the blue flame and fall into extreme pain. He instinctively runs wild and asks others for help.
The bandit soldiers burned one after another, but the people in the city did not suffer much harm.
The city was finally preserved, and the citizens erected a statue of her in the city in memory of the mother.
That city was Xiangzhou, where Yong Hongzhong was born. On the way to Chang'an, he told this story to Li Ang and others. true.
"Mosi, who has devoured the stone statue, can now collect the negative emotions around him and turn them into karmic fire.
What is this? Ghost Rider? "
Li Ang blinked his eyes. Due to the lack of witnessing records of Yehuo, the Academy did not study it in depth—the last demon sect that used Yehuo was wiped out by other sects during the chaotic war in the middle of Sui Dynasty up.
"The absorption of negative emotions can be turned on or off. But it seems that it can't be turned into a directional look."
"It's no wonder that Ghost Rider always looks like a violent sociopath. Hearing this kind of dark distraction all day long, he will be crazy if he is not crazy."
He rubbed the center of his brows, took out a piece of mountain copper from the box under the desk, and fed it to Mosi.
The karmic fire formed by negative emotions can only be used temporarily. The strengthening of Mosi itself is permanent.
"The special metals I got last time are almost used up, so I have to find a way to get some more.
Although there is still some money, there are only two places near Chang'an City where materials such as fine gold can be bought and sold.
One is an auction house under the supervision of the Zhen Fusi, and the other is a ghost market"
——
The winter vacation ended soon, and Li Ang didn't find a chance to buy metal materials.
The gates of Chang'an City have stepped up inspections,
Near the ghost city outside the city, there are also soldiers from the Zhen Fu Division patrolling.
I don't know if it was caused by Huai Rui's mutation.
It doesn’t feel very similar, after all, that fluke baby is just a third-level alien
Today is the beginning of school for the fourth year of Zaigan Xuegong, Li Ang was walking in the campus carelessly, thinking about things.
"Risheng, Happy New Year."
Yang Yu, wearing new clothes, walked over with a smile.
"Happy New Year."
Li Ang waved his palm and said hello.
Yang Yu had a very good New Year. He was the son of the Yang family in Chonghuafang who was admitted to the academy after many years. The elders of the family regarded him as the hope of the future of the Yang family, and they gave him many gifts during the New Year.
Yang Yu's parents' status in the Yang family has also risen, and they have taken over more businesses, and finally feel proud in front of other family members.
Li Ang casually asked: "How are you and that girl Zhang?"
"Well, hey, thanks to you, it's okay."
Yang Yu chuckled. After Li Ang proposed the blood type theory last time, Zhang Yuyan's father, who was the servant of the household department, silently took the concubine back to the mansion. No more questions.
At that time, it was Yang Yu who paid for the settlement of the concubine, mother and child.
With this important relationship, he and Zhang Yuyan got acquainted a lot. During the Chinese New Year, he even pretended to invite many students of the same grade to go out for fun, but in reality it was just to meet Zhang Yuyan.
Hmm. There is the sense of sight of hugging the whole class in order to hug one person at graduation.
Youthful boy.
Li Ang shook his head, and sighed at Yang Yu who kept giggling.
"Sunrise, Shichiro."
Yong Hongzhong approached from the west gate of the Academy, and greeted with a smile, "How is the New Year?"
"good."
Yang Yu nodded, and suddenly reacted, looking at Yong Hongzhong who no longer stuttered in surprise, "Hongzhong you"
"Stop stuttering."
Yong Hongzhong smiled slightly, "One of the benefits of being in a hiding place, is it magical? I asked Dr. Sun Pu, who taught us herbal medicine, and he said that there were cases like mine before.
Very few practitioners will recover from childhood illnesses after raising their realm. "
"There is still this effect."
Yang Yu and Li Ang were amazed and congratulated each other.
Yong Hongzhong's stuttering disease seems to be the root cause of whooping cough when he was a child. In addition, as the son of a state governor, people around him have strong expectations for him. Under the high-pressure environment, he has been nervous for a long time and has not improved.
Now that he can recover without treatment, Li Ang and Yang Yu are friends, and they are really happy for him.
"It would be great if everyone in the world could practice,"
Yong Hongzhong sighed: "It will save a lot of diseases and a lot of pain."
"Ha, if hundreds of millions of people in the world can practice, breathe in and out, and absorb the aura of heaven and earth at the same time. Wouldn't the aura be exhausted and everything wither?"
Yang Yu answered casually, "Okay, let's go too. There is still a speech for the new school year."
(end of this chapter)