Lin Song watched his body being washed away by the river, and felt a little reluctant in his heart, after all, this body had been with him for more than ten years.

Lin Song fluttered in one direction casually, the road no longer meant to him at this moment, he could easily penetrate the dense bushes, the sharp thorns would not cause him any damage, and even the breeze could penetrate his body.

Lin Song finally broke through the woods and came to an empty plain. The sun was shining brightly and shining directly on his body. Lin Song immediately felt a tingling pain, and the sunlight could hurt him. If it were an ordinary person's soul, I am afraid that it would soon melt under this scorching sun, like ice and snow under the scorching sun. After all, Lin Song's soul has been cultivated, and it has to be condensed a lot, although he feels the sting, he can barely bear it, but the time can't be too long.

Lin Song flew to a high place, and he could see a small city a few miles ahead. Lin Song sped up and flew over, and flew into the small city in a moment.

Small towns are very small, and if you look at the proportions of cities on the planet, even towns and villages are much larger than them. But in this world, it can already be counted as a city.

The town is in a dilapidated state, and even the only main road is muddy, but it is still lively and has many residents.

Lin Song cast a soul perception spell, and he was surprised to find that although the inhabitants here lived backwardly, their soul strength was not weak. In the spell, the soul light clusters he saw were very bright. The people here firmly believe in the Cult of the Illuminati, and those who have a firm faith will naturally have a tougher soul.

Lin Song's next step was to choose a body for himself, looking at the bright soul light clusters in front of him, Lin Song didn't dare to try. He wasn't a powerful soul cultivator like Terry, who could devour other people's souls at will. His soul was only a little stronger than the souls in front of him, and if he forcibly devoured his soul, he might encounter resistance. When the time comes, the most likely scenario is that both sides will lose and become idiots. My current soul can't afford to lose a bit.

Lin Song didn't dare to try these strong men on the street, and instead flew to the remote alley, hoping to find a resident who was healthy but weak in soul. However, Lin Song gradually discovered that the souls of the residents here were actually very strong, even the elderly and children. Lin Song's soul wandered around the small city for a long time, but he could not find a suitable human to possess him.

At this time, the sun's rays in the sky were getting hotter and hotter, and it was almost noon. Lin Song felt that the speed of his soul dissolving was getting faster and faster, and he was secretly frightened, so he would definitely not last until noon, and he would disappear completely. If you can't find a suitable body, you can only possess it on animals. Look for the right body later. However, you can't cultivate in the animal body, and after the loss of your soul after one possession, you don't know if you can have the strength to possess it a second time.

However, now that the situation is urgent, Lin Song is no longer allowed to slowly find his body. Lin Song's heart was horizontal, and he flew towards a cowshed, and it was safer to possess the body of a large animal than to possess a cat, dog, chicken and duck.

Unexpectedly, there were no cattle in the cowshed, only a few unkempt beggars sitting in it. Lin Song swept away with his soul, and the souls of these beggars were actually very powerful. Lin Song cursed in his heart and floated towards the outside of the cowshed. Suddenly a beggar said, "Trist is dead!" A little beggar stood up, kicked in the grass, and said, "Only the intake of the air, but the outflow of the air, will not survive this night." ”

Lin Song found out that there was still a beggar lying in the haystack, who was already sick and dying. The soul fire was too weak, and it was about to be extinguished, and he couldn't find it in his soul scan just now.

Lin Song quickly floated to the beggar named Trist, and couldn't help but feel sick in his heart, this beggar was covered in mud, dirty, he was covered with sores all over his body, even on his face, the sores were still bleeding pus, and maggots had grown in some places, which was very similar to the image of a carrion seen in the movie.

Trist's soul fire is slowly extinguishing after this kind of torture, and if there is a heavenly kingdom, it is definitely a good choice to leave this body and ascend to heaven.

Lin Song couldn't wait any longer, if the soul fire was completely extinguished, the beggar would become a corpse, and the corpse could not be possessed.

Lin Song broke into Trist's divine consciousness space. Trist's own soul was already extremely weak, and he was swallowed up by Lin Song's soul with almost no resistance.

However, the itching and pain that followed made Lin Song can't help but scream. This body is suffering from disease, hunger, thirst, fever, sores, in short, this body can collapse at any moment.

"It seems that you are all wrong, Trist can still scream, he can't die today, does anyone dare to bet with me?" said a man with red hair who was the leader of the beggars.

The group of beggars shook their heads, Trist hadn't eaten for three days, and he had a high fever, according to their experience, this was already the limit, and he would definitely not survive tonight.

"Okay, a piece of bread, I'll bet with you!" said a middle-aged beggar to the red-haired beggar's leader.

"Go and give him some water, and I believe he will live until tomorrow." The red-haired beggar commanded.

Reluctantly, a little beggar stood up, filled half a bowl of water in a sink with a tattered bowl, and placed it in front of Trist. In his opinion, this was purely superfluous, and Trist could not have survived this evening.

Lin Song lowered his head and took a sip of water from the broken bowl, and a cool breath went straight to his heart, sweeter than all the high-end drinks and high-end drinks he had drunk in his life.

Lin Song closed his eyes and rested, enduring the physical pain while searching in his mind for a way to get out of the predicament. I remember a lot of prescriptions or medicines for curing diseases. But none of these things are available now. Lin Song had no choice but to search in the direction of the exercises, and finally found a mantra for self-cultivation. It is a method of strengthening the body through mental breathing, and it is a means of maintaining health. However, it is not known whether it can cure the pain.

Lin Song adjusted his breathing and controlled his mind according to the method on the formula. Slowly, the pain in my body seemed to be alleviated a little. Before he knew it, the night had passed, and Lin Song opened his eyes and found that the high fever on his body had subsided, but the sores were still painful.

"Hey, he's survived!" cried the red-haired beggar, who he hadn't expected to win the bet.

A group of beggars who were about to go out to beg surrounded Lin Song and marveled at the strength of Trist's vitality.

The middle-aged beggar reluctantly gave the red-haired beggar a piece of bread and muttered, "This guy can live like this, hum! I see how long he can live without eating." ”

The food obtained by this group of beggars will never be distributed to others, and where can Trist beg like this.

"I ...... I want to beg with you. Lin Song said softly, he urgently needed food to replenish his energy now, and only by eating could he live.

"You're like this, who can give you something to eat, disgusting. Several beggars scoffed.

"Take him with you!" the red-haired beggar leader won the bet and was in the right mood.

The two beggars helped Lin Song to the corner of the street, and threw him directly by a wall of dirt, so far away from him, and in their opinion, Triste, who was covered with abscesses, would cover his nose and walk around, and how could anyone give him alms. Being too close to him can also be implicated.

Lin Song shrank under the earthen wall, and the sun shone warmly on his body, making him feel better. He was searching for Trist's memories, the beggar's memories were very simple, begging, food, and being beaten were the three most important things. Other than that, there is hardly any knowledge.

Lin Song adjusted his mood, he was preparing to use a soul spell, called charm. This spell is a mental and emotional spell, similar to the dread spell Terry cast on the coachman. However, Lin Song's current soul power is far from reaching the level of charm, it can only be said that it has slightly increased his favorability, and there is a distance limit.

The pedestrians on the road hurried by with their noses covered when they saw Lin Song's appearance, as if Lin Song was a pile of feces that emitted a foul smell, in fact, Lin Song's current situation was not much stronger than feces.

A walking man inadvertently swept his gaze over Lin Song's face, and Lin Song smiled at him. A spell that has been cast in his smile. But the man naturally withdrew his gaze, didn't look at Lin Song, and walked in front of him.

Lin Song's spell failed, and the effect of the charm spell was different for different people. A hard-hearted man is naturally much more resistant than a woman with a good heart. In general, men are more resistant than women, and older people are more resistant than young people.

It took Lin Song a while before he condensed the soul power that could cast spells again, but this time, he didn't dare to cast it casually, after all, his soul power was also limited, and good steel had to be used on the blade.

Lin Song waited for a long time, and suddenly a tall woman walked in front of him. Lin Song's heart moved, this woman had an impression in Trist's memory, one of the few good people who gave him food.

"Aunt Sophia!" Lin Song remembered the woman's name in time and called out softly.

The woman walked up to Lin Song, saw Lin Song's appearance, and sighed, although there was some disgust in her eyes, but there was also a trace of sympathy.

"Aunt Sophia, I'm hungry!" Lin Song smiled slightly, he seized the opportunity to mix the enchanting spell with his smile.