Chapter 13: Bewitchment
It was a cramped refrigerator, like a drawer, in which Su Chengcheng was lying.
The muscles, meridians, and bones were stiff and did not obey the call, and it took him a lot of time and effort to spread it alive, and the process was like flowing water, spreading through every joint and muscle texture.
In the darkness, he opened his eyes, and his dull and lifeless pupils retracted and adjusted a few times, and two patches of cold luster shone out of them.
This is the spirit, even if it does not belong to humanity, even if it does not belong to this world.
After doing this, before he could find a way out of the cage, all of a sudden, he felt "hungry".
Damn it!
Hunger?
The stomach of this body has already shrunk, and if you don't pay attention to it, it won't take long for it to rot, and now it's actually "hungry"!
Obviously, this hunger did not come from this exorcist shell, but from his spirit core.
When you're hungry, you need to eat.
Of course, the food of the soul cannot be a full banquet of the Manchu and Han dynasties, but a sacrifice of flesh and soul, but an offering of faith such as admiration and worship of the clansmen.
The former is a direct tonic, and the latter is the strengthening and inscription of the imprint of life, both of which are very important, and are the only two sources of spiritual existence and growth.
It's a pity that the "fog", that is, the part that belongs to the ancestor of the great spirit - Su, was wasted, under the rejection and blow of reality, Su Cheng couldn't feel it, otherwise, eating "yourself", eating and digesting little by little, must be able to solve the problem at this time.
In this situation, of course, it is impossible to get any blessings and supplements, so there is no choice but to endure and try to break free from here first.
But how do you open this damn drawer?
Don't dare to make too much movement, who knows what the outside environment is like, being bound in this exorcism is not as good as an ordinary person.
It would be nice if we could go beyond the limits of this exorcism and act directly on the outside world, just like a real spirit.
Spirit......
Can't you really go back!?
Su Cheng thought sadly.
He didn't want to die, he missed the food, he missed the touch of his fingers touching his flesh, he missed his kennel so much, it was shabby and cramped, he wanted to lie on his soft bed, not in this cold room where only corpses could stay.
What does it feel like to have your feet on the grass, what does it feel like to have a fresh breeze, the sun is shining, and the flowers are fragrant...... All of this is blurred and distant.
I don't want to die!!
He roared unwillingly and silently, and gradually, fell into a completely negative emotional shroud.
The drawer-like cold room fell into dead silence again, and the limbs that had just been alive began to stiffen again under the low temperature, and when they opened, they were already completely dead gray, only in the pupils, the two faint wisps of luster, like flames, beating and shaking violently.
Time passed silently.
I don't know how long it took......
An invisible fluctuation suddenly flooded from a distant and unknown place, like a silent ripple that spread, penetrating the barriers of all tangible and intangible things, awakening Su Cheng's spirit immersed in the memories of the past.
This is?
Su Cheng hesitated for a moment, but finally separated a wisp of tentacles, extending from the index finger of his right hand, enduring the burning stinging pain and discomfort, and caught the outermost "ripple" of this fluctuation.
Like a wireless signal, a wonderful connection appeared, and he heard a voice, a childish and innocent whisper.
"What the hell are you?"
"Why can't mom, dad, uncle and aunt see the lightning inside?"
"Is it Pigman's power stone?"
"Can you make me transform?"
Su Cheng was stunned for a moment, and then there was a burst of ecstasy.
For no reason, he saw it as an opportunity, a change, an opportunity to make up for his regrets.
Divide a large number of spirits, ride on this fluctuation, and no longer care about anything.
The "audio signal" immediately becomes a "video connection", and the vision is divided into two, one part is a dark cold room, and the other part is brightly lit, and the perspective is condescending.
This is a room in a hotel, the curtains of the floor-to-ceiling windows are half-hidden, the window is dark night, and the center of the line of sight is a bed, on the bed, a little boy of seven or eight years old hugs the quilt and leans against the head of the bed.
He held a translucent, grayish-black stone in his hand, like amber, in which there were no specimens of plants and animals, but a pupil outlined with electric lines!
"Scared!"
The boy was startled, threw the stone in his hand, and rolled a few times on the undulating quilt, but Su Cheng's vision was stable, from the perspective of God, and was not limited and affected by the pupil in the stone.
"Mommy, Mommy......"
The little boy was frightened, and Su Cheng didn't know what to do, but for this rare experience and opportunity, he instinctively wanted to stop it.
"Children, don't be afraid ......"
Obviously, the little boy heard Su Cheng's voice, but it backfired, and he was even more afraid, so he screamed and got into the quilt.
Su Cheng was excited and helpless, so he had to say in the softest tone: "I'm Pig Man, don't you want energy stones, don't you want to transform?"
The trembling in the quilt immediately stopped.
Su Cheng didn't know the intention of doing this, so he could only rely on inertia and intuition: "I can make you transform, like Pig Man." ”
It's been a long time.
“…… Liar!" The quilt lifted a small corner.
This kid is too bold, Su Cheng thought, "I didn't lie to you, but you have to tell me where this thing came from." ”
“…… I picked it up. The quilt opened even wider, revealing a pair of curious and scared eyes.
"Pick it up there, tell me. ”
"Who are you...... You...... I picked it up in the mountains. ”
Really!
Su Cheng's conjecture was confirmed.
No wonder this stone contains a very familiar aura and power, but it is also mixed with something inexplicable.
He felt it with his heart, and it was easy to connect with the power of this familiar breath.
Yes, it was he who lost that part, the part that belonged to the Great Spirit of the Patriarch, Su, but it had been transformed and neutralized, and it had become a little strange, and it had become this substance that belonged to the real world, a substance that was allowed, supported, and tolerated by the laws of reality.
A possibility and speculation almost made Sue shiver.
Perhaps, this is the path I will take in the future, a path that can make up for all my regrets and even go far beyond it.
Although he didn't know where the road led now.