Hope is small, but strong, and it will survive in the deepest darkness and blossom in the most difficult environments.

——Excerpt from "Chen Ling's Assistant Diary"

"Ahh

When he heard Pixiu roaring in the distance, Chen Ling suddenly felt that his chance to escape had come. Although it hurts to plug in the eyes, but after all, it is not a kicking ball, Chen Ling didn't think that Pixiu would hurt for so long, and he shouted so heartbreakingly, so something must have happened.

Chen Ling thought optimistically, maybe it was accidentally crushed by the car and broke its leg. Or maybe a white-bearded old man might have taken it away.

"Master, your innocence touches me." The knife sister who knew Chen Ling's inner thoughts complained on the side. What do you say about him, a stupid master? Running in front of the fierce beast and screaming can still run out, there is really no other word to describe it except for fate.

"Cut, people, always have a little hope in your heart." Chen Ling said disdainfully.

Like him, he is the kind of person who is always full of hope, who has always coveted the flesh of the gods, firmly believes that his dream will one day come true, and has been galloping on the road to realizing his dreams.

"It's just wishful thinking, right..."Dao Mei has no strength to continue complaining. However, there is one thing that Chen Ling guessed correctly, there is a problem that he has not caught up, this fierce beast has really had an accident.

From her observations, it was most likely cut off.

Remnant souls are an extremely painful state for any living being, they are neither the living, nor different from the dead souls, they hovering in the gray area between life and death, if they want to maintain the remnant soul state, they need an endless stream of spiritual power injection, and this state is not stable, not protected by any gods, the spring and autumn winds and the four seasons may cause damage to the remnant souls, and the shadow of death is enveloping them every minute.

For many people, death is much more comfortable than remnant souls, and there is only one advantage to maintaining this state, that is, after accumulating enough strength, you can restore your physical body at any time, ignoring the laws of life and death.

Pixiu is in this state, even if there are thousands of spells, it is not difficult for Xiushen to defeat it, but because of Pixiu's identity, Xiushen can't make a move. Not only Xiushen, but all demon slayers can't make a move, even if it is full of evil, the spirit beasts of heaven and earth, only heaven and earth can punish it.

Every time she thinks of this, Dao Mei always can't help but give Xiushen a big look, this idiot, can't you see that it is just wearing a layer of Pixiu skin? I don't know what demons and monsters are hidden inside.

Now that Pixiu is in this situation, it is very difficult to maintain itself, and there is no time to take care of it. Dao Mei is thinking about it now, whether to fool Chen Ling to go back and stab her, after all, there is no such shop in this village, if the words of the hero just now are repeated, Chen Ling, a stupid boy, should still believe it. As long as this fierce beast is killed, Dao Mei will be able to find a way to absorb its remnant soul, which will be of great help to Chen Ling's future growth. Of course, it's also good for the knife girl herself.

Dao Mei thought about the wording, cleared her throat and said: "Master, listen to me, you go back now, take advantage of his illness to kill him, kill the fierce beast, Xiushen must worship you don't want it, it must be what you have in your pocket." ”

There is hope in the tone of the knife girl, if there is a suspicion of fooling before, then this time it must be the truth.

Chen Ling stopped, and said with a puzzled stomach: "It's you who run, and it's you who stays, what are you going to do?" ”

"The situation has changed, you definitely couldn't beat it just now, and now you have a 30% chance of getting rid of it when you go back."

"What about the remaining seventy?"

"Naturally, you are eaten by it."

"Then I'll listen to you!" Chen Ling felt that Dao Mei was a big fool, and kept fooling herself to death.

Dao Mei said again: "But in the eyes of Xiushen, you will be different." Everyone has the right to choose what path they want to take, and that's the right of their genius. You can choose to run away or go back to face the beast, and now you run, it's easy and safe. But as long as you run away now, you will only run away for the rest of your life, because you will never have the courage to face fear again. But if you decide to turn back, then the moment you turn back, you are a hero, you are your own hero, you have chosen a difficult and right path, which is a real path to success..."

Dao Mei is still flickering, but it's not all flickering, flickering makes sense, Chen Ling fell into deep thought.

In fact, he is not stupid, but sometimes he is too lazy to use his brain. He is lustful, timid, cowardly, incompetent... But that doesn't mean he doesn't want to be a hero.

Being a hero is a dream that every boy has had since childhood. When I watched TV when I was a child, didn't my favorite thing be to applaud and cheer for heroes, and at that time, didn't I fantasize every day that I could become a hero one day?

When did you forget, forgot this dream, was it the first time you were pressed to the ground by the little fat man next door?

Or do you find that your favorite Ami ignores all the efforts she has made, and instead confesses to the rich and handsome people in her class?

Or when he was pressed to the ground by the show god and couldn't raise his head.

When did you get used to failure?

When did you lose your dream of being a hero?

Are you afraid of losing? I'm afraid of being laughed at. The more afraid you are, the more you escape, the more you are afraid, and since then your life has entered a dead loop, and I no longer have the courage to challenge the infinite possibilities.

So, heroes or something, forget about it completely, it's just an ethereal dream.

But now it's different, an opportunity to reappear in front of Chen Ling, once again choose, overturn all the previous lives, stand on the stage, as long as you do it bravely, you have a thirty percent chance of becoming a hero.

Heroically living to the dead or living like a mortal, which one do you choose?

Chen Ling was confused for a while.

Dao Mei felt that she should give Chen Ling a little time, she had already said what she had to say, and the rest of the choice was up to Chen Ling himself, and it was his freedom to choose which path to choose, escape or fight.

After a few minutes, Chen Ling said, "Are you saying that Xiushen will be impressed by me?" ”

"To be honest, your performance today has exceeded Xiushen's expectations, and when you jumped off a tall building, you were no longer the Chen Ling you used to be. At that time, you were a newborn calf who was not afraid of tigers, and knew nothing about difficulties, relying on brute courage. Now that you know the gap between yourself and the beast, you dare to go back, as long as you can survive, you must be a hero of the gods. ”

"If you know you can't beat it, you still have to fight, it's all a fool."

"There is a saying in the Oriental Continent that says very well: 'Where righteousness is, although thousands of people go to it', then where is your 'righteousness'? Is your 'righteousness' worth abandoning everything you want to pursue? ”

Own "righteousness"?

Heh, Chen Ling smiled, he finally made a decision, turned around and went back to Pixiu.

"Sister Dao, I won't die, so I will definitely become a hero of Xiushen."

"Are you so confident?"

"I believe Loki, he says I'm not going to die."

Dao Mei woke up Chen Ling, her own "righteousness", from the beginning, there was only Xiushen.

Where she is, where I am. If she can't do it, I'll do it for her.

At this time, Pixiu's green body was covered with black cracks, like a broken statue, and spiritual energy continued to fly out of the cracks.

It never imagined that it would one day fall into such a mess. Since its injury, it has gone into hiding in the city, evading the pursuit of its enemies, using the bank as a cover to swallow its wealth and regain its vitality. Although the wealth killing bureau is simple and easy to break, it is not easy to attract attention, and mortals will not pay attention to it at all, even if it is discovered by someone who knows how to do it, they will be afraid of its identity as a heaven and earth spirit beast and dare not squeak. Although the recovery of this method is slow, it is better in the long run. Everything is in its calculations, as long as you give yourself another three or five years, you will definitely be able to soar above the nine heavens again.

But now the eye of the financial bureau is broken!

The heaven and earth spirit beasts that are high above, there are really people who dare to make a move on themselves, do they not understand the rules? Everything is over, the killing of the financial situation has been broken, the wealth has dissipated, the aura is lacking, and his own achievements have fallen short, and his vitality has been greatly damaged. If you want to recover this delay, it may take another thirty or fifty years.

Pixiu howled angrily: "Bastards, you guys, you actually ruined the Feng Shui Bureau, ruined my hard work, you little scum, little wild ghosts, I must break you into ten thousand pieces!" ”

Pixiu glanced left and right at his body, although it was full of cracks, but it was not yet crumbling. Fortunately, I still have some savings, enough to support the spirit from dissipating, and the priority now is to stabilize the soul first, and then quickly return to the bank and transfer the deposit. The bank's black account has been uncovered, and there is no longer insurance, and it is inevitable that someone will investigate deeply, so in order not to implicate themselves, they should go elsewhere.

As for revenge, it will definitely take revenge, Xiushen, this name it remembers.

Not far away, Chen Ling was hiding on a street corner and secretly watching everything, and Dao Mei kept chattering in his ear.

"Master, look, there's a beast here, it looks very good, as long as the head and internal organs are removed, you can eat it all over your body. Although it doesn't look delicious, it must contain protein, and it tastes like chicken, crunchy..."

Hearing Dao Mei mention the crunchy taste of chicken, Chen Ling suddenly remembered the way the dead man's head rolled in Pixiu's mouth before, and couldn't help but send a few words from between his teeth: "Eat... You... Younger sister... Stop talking nonsense, what the hell should I do now? ”

Dao Mei was not in a hurry at this time, and the old god said comfortably: "I just said that Xiushen has never seen the world, Pixiu, a spirit beast, no matter how mutilated the soul is, is a complete whole, and it will never be like it is now, separated from the inside and outside, just like a dumpling that has been squeezed, the skin can't hold the filling." ”

Dao Mei talked for a long time, but she still didn't say why, anyone could see that Pixiu's state was wrong, Chen Ling asked again: "Then what is it?" ”

"Don't worry, the aura on its body can't be held anymore, it's just barely maintained now, and it can't even move, as long as it pierces another hole now, this layer of its skin will definitely fall off."

"Well, who's going to burrow him?"

"Nonsense, who else can there be here but you."

Chen Ling pointed to his nose and said, "Me? Don't be funny! ”