"After tonight, I will no longer be me."

Su Xian wrinkled his brows and thought for a long time, and suddenly smiled.

"Also, after tonight, I won't be me anymore!"

No more suffering from illness, no more continuing to relentless for the little hope, no more feeling guilty for dragging down loved ones.

That's great!

It's really great!

Thank you Mark, Sir Mark Gunnon is such a nice guy!

……

As if the rain had passed and the sky was clear, Su Xian's mood suddenly became comfortable.

He moved his notebook away, then looked at the parchment beside him.

There was nothing more strange to him in this chamber than this piece of parchment.

He couldn't remember where Mark got the parchment, but he vaguely remembered the fragmentary footage of Mark using it for sacrifice.

Sacrifice, as the name suggests, is the offering of sacrifices to God.

The ancients often sacrificed some or all of their belongings in the form of sacrifices to express their feelings of loyalty, gratitude, repentance, and trust to the gods, and to pray for the gods to fulfill certain wishes.

This custom continues to this day.

Su Xian carefully observed the parchment.

The parchment is old, but it is not damaged.

There was no text on the paper, only a picture.

Although this diagram is mysterious, its main structure is not complicated, and if you completely erase the large number of intricate lines and runes, only two concentric circles and a regular triangle are left on top of each other.

The pocket watch, the diamond, the dice, the three items on the parchment, are placed on the three corners of the triangle.

"The ancients would make sacrifices, set up altars, set up feasts, then present sacrifices, show loyalty, and finally pray to the gods for wishes. However, when Mark performed the sacrifice, he did not set up an altar. Perhaps, the circle on this parchment is a condensed altar? And the three items on the paper are sacrifices? Now that the sacrifice has been offered, all that remains is to pray to God. ”

"That's what Mark must have done, right? He offered sacrifices and prayed to God, who answered his prayers. Outcome...... Well, if what is written in the notebook is his wish, then he should be considered to have fulfilled his wish, right? ”

"After all, he really isn't him anymore."

"That's how it should be. Mark wanted to be reborn, and God granted his wish by replacing his soul with mine. I became him, and he became me. He was by no means well-intentioned, and if it weren't for my physical illness and death, then he might have killed me after he had succeeded in taking the house. But now that the outcome has been set, he 'sacrificed' himself and saved me. This fearless spirit of self-sacrifice is truly touching! ”

"It's just that what is the reason why he prefers to give up his identity? Is it to seek something, or to get rid of something? ”

"If it's the former, it's fine. But if it's the latter...... I'm afraid I'm not in a good position right now. ”

While thinking, Su Xian reached out and grabbed the corner of the parchment.

He was not prepared to follow Mark's example in offering sacrifices to God.

This parchment is wicked.

Mark is a case in point.

The "god" to whom the sacrifice is directed does not know what it is.

Mark seems to have succeeded, but isn't he dead in the end?

This is the same as the fate of trading with the devil in myths and legends, even the belt bones will be devoured by the devil.

"I finally got the opportunity to enjoy a new life, and I'm not stupid!"

But when his fingers touched the parchment, a whisper suddenly came to his ear.

"Sacrifice to God, sacrifice to God...... Rarity is value, a sacrifice to God...... Offer a sacrifice to God, and God will give you back and give you favor. The rarer it is, the more ...... the favor of God will be."

The whispers brushed through my mind like a veil of light, tickling my nerves.

Su Xian stood still, as if he was enchanted.

Suddenly, with a movement of his fingers, he put the parchment down, and the sound of darkness was abruptly interrupted.

He touched his finger up again, and the sound resounded, and the cycle repeated.

"Can this parchment be demagogic?"

"But it seems that it doesn't work for me?"

"Rarity is value, and the rarer the sacrifice to God, the greater the favor of God?"

"It seems that the god will measure the value of the sacrifice by whether it is rare or not."

"But Mark, did he offer a rare object as a sacrifice?"

"Isn't this a voice that everyone can hear?"

……

Su Xian suddenly realized that the pocket watch, diamonds, and dice on the parchment might not be sacrifices!

The sacrifice of this world is not a superficial sacrifice, it can really communicate with the so-called "gods", and the "gods" will naturally take the sacrifices!

But the watch, the diamond, and the dice were not taken away by the "gods".

It can be seen that they are not considered sacrifices, but should be part of the "altar".

"They can be understood as primers, catalysts, symbols of some kind of association with God, keys to communication with God, not sacrifices."

"Mark doesn't know where he got this sacrifice, he put the key and successfully communicated with God, but he didn't actually offer the sacrifice, so he failed?"

"Isn't it natural that if you want to prostitute for nothing without sacrifices, you will fail?"

Su Xian smiled again.

"Looks like I've found the right way to sacrifice."

"Further, in those whispers, God does not promise to 'fulfill your prayers' and 'fulfill your wishes,' but only to 'give back to you' and 'bestow favors.'" So this God is not giving and taking. ”

"The so-called sacrifice is still a transaction in the end. Sacrifices are money, and charisma is commodities. Ironically, it seems that this product cannot be specified for purchase, but can only be given by God. It's okay to let me burst my liver, let me kryptonite? I'll wait until I have the money. Besides, I don't know what defines this rare item. ”

So Su Xian finally put down the parchment and decided to wait until he knew more about the sacrifice before trying it.

"The priority now is to dispose of my body. Although the management of law and order in this world is not very good, a corpse that appears in the house out of thin air will still be investigated by the sheriff. The thought that this corpse was my own still made me a little uncomfortable. Anyway, drag it to the side and put it in a sack or something. Next is cremation, burial, sinking river, or just throwing it into the street......"

But no sooner had he bent down and grabbed the corpse's shoulder than the sound of the parchment had been triggered.

"Blind evasion, unsurmountable doom, despicable egoists, forced self-sacrifice...... The ultimate salvation, the reversal of the hanged man......"

……

Before he could think about it, there was a sudden noise above his head, followed by the sound of the door being smashed, the sound of footprints trampling on the floor, and the sound of someone shouting and cursing.

Su Xian stopped his movements and stared.

Someone came late at night!

Not alone!

……

[PS: Meng new on the road, ask for collections, ask for recommended tickets, (o゚▽゚)o. 】