Chapter 16: The strange world is always confusing

He Wen that night was ready to rest early.

It's rare, and I don't know if it's because of the mood.

Since he came back from outside, his work efficiency has inexplicably improved a lot.

But that's just compared to the original situation where you can't write half a sentence in a few minutes.

In fact, his work is still progressing slowly.

In the repeated wording, it was not until about twelve o'clock in the middle of the night that he could be considered to have completed his 2,000-word update.

Fortunately, this time is already early enough for him.

even let him take a shower.

Thanks to the fact that he doesn't usually go out much, and he doesn't sweat much.

Otherwise, in a season like summer, a person does not bathe for two or three days. In this room, I am afraid that even the most basic sanitary conditions such as no odor will be difficult to maintain.

Probably because he was too tired, He Wen fell asleep not long after lying on the bed after changing his clothes.

This is the first time Jiang Sheng has seen him fall asleep, after all, in the past, he fell asleep one step ahead of the youth.

Young people sleep deeply, do not doze off, do not toss and turn, and belong to the category of people who sleep well.

This made Jiang Sheng breathe a sigh of relief, although it was bearable, it still hoped that its "roommate" could settle down.

Unlike ordinary cats, Jiang Sheng's schedule is never fixed, and he often adjusts accordingly according to different conditions.

Recently, for example, it has rarely slept in the middle of the day as before, but is more likely to be sleepy in the early hours of the morning.

If you want to talk about such an unstable daily routine, will it have an impact on its body?

Jiang Sheng himself couldn't say anything about this.

It just feels that the black cat's physique is a little unusual now.

This is obviously nonsense, after all, whether it is devouring the soul or absorbing resentment.

None of this is something that an ordinary wild cat can do.

In addition, its "resistance" to resentment is also obviously different from that of He Wen. This can be seen from the fact that it harbors a lot of resentment in its body, but it still does not suffer any excessive calamity.

It seems to be able to accommodate more misfortunes, and its relationship with resentment does not seem to be a simple host-to-parasite.

The ties between the two sides are undoubtedly closer.

On the other hand, He Wen was just entangled by a wisp of resentment, and his soul was already weakened and "crumbling" in Jiang Sheng's perception.

It's a pity that the black cat still doesn't know where the resentment in his body comes from. I think only a guy like it would ignore it so much.

"Hoo ......"

In the pitch black room, the computer screen flickered and the fan inside the case kept ringing.

He Wen did not have the habit of turning off the computer casually, it seems that it was for the reason that he could get up and work at any time.

He is a freelancer, and sometimes he has to change not only his own novels, but also various copywriters and scripts in his hands.

The alarm clock placed at the head of the bed is quietly erected, and the metal frame reflects a faint luster, with the development of technology, there are not many people who still use this retro color in these years.

The young man lying on the bed closed his eyes, the resentment between his neck, still trying to get rid of the pressure brought by Jiang Sheng.

It's just that the "dying" struggle is already very weak.

In contrast, the black mist in Jiang Sheng's body became more and more active, constantly gnawing at the resentment escaping in the air.

Maybe it's because of this kind of competition.

So far, the young man has not encountered any misfortunes that are enough to disturb his life, and he only occasionally loses anything after the sky, and most of them are not taken to heart.

Therefore, Jiang Sheng also became more and more sure of his judgment.

It really should stay, and wait until it digests the resentment before leaving.

I just don't know what this thing will become in the end.

Silently staring at the mist hovering around him.

Jiang Sheng wagged his tail and thought silently.

If, according to its current observation and judgment, as the resentment continues to accumulate, the scope and intensity of its influence will continue to increase.

Then at the moment, these inconspicuous fogs may turn into an unstoppable disaster sooner or later.

Tut......

Thinking of this, even a character like Jiang Sheng couldn't help frowning.

After all, no one likes trouble, and it's such a big problem.

I just don't know if there's a way to contain them.

In addition, although the resentment that the black cat has seen so far should be unconscious.

But do they produce consciousness in the process of eating away at the soul?

And in human society, is there anyone who knows about the existence of resentment and souls, and whether there are people who manage these things?

Jiang Sheng didn't know, there were too many random and clueless questions, which made its mood rarely become anxious.

Thankfully, it quickly adjusted to its emotions, as anxiety has never been a solution to its problems.

If you think about it, the reason why I can bear more resentment is because I can also absorb souls to strengthen my relationships.

And I absorb souls much faster than the slow erosion of resentment.

In this way, if I absorb enough souls or attachments, will I be able to suppress or even control those external resentments?

This seems to make sense.

But the question is, where am I going to find so many ownerless souls?

Jiang Sheng couldn't touch the spirit of a living thing, and that was something he had already verified.

And the soul of the deceased is difficult to condense, unless it has a particularly strong "longing" to be able to stay in the world.

So far, Jiang Sheng has only seen the floating spirit of Gao Shan alone.

Thankfully, however, the wandering resentment doesn't seem to be rampant in comparison.

Although he didn't know their specific origins, Jiang Sheng had traveled to most of the city, and he had also only seen this wisp of black mist on He Wen's neck.

It can be seen that the arrival of "disaster" is not so simple.

It takes a long time for resentment to be born, condensed, and grown.

It's a pity that I won't be able to blindly idle in the future, after all, if you have a goal, you have to achieve it appropriately.

I thought that in this life, I just need to live like an ordinary cat.

Who knows that inadvertently, the ordinary daily life has become a different look.

Resentment, soul ......

So, this can't be a world full of spirits.

The final product of resentment is ghosts and monsters.

Lying on the floor with hard to be happy, the black cat half-closed its eyes.

A cold black mist clinged to the room, making the summer night much cooler as well.