There was thunder and rain outside the window, and the doorbell inside the window rang tirelessly.

Lin An just stared at Chen Shuyun with a faint gaze, looking so serious, never more serious.

He licked his lips and simply crouched down, tilting his head to look at the witch on the ground in confusion.

Spirituality, he can't be mistaken, Chen Shuyun has a unique spirituality.

Even if it is not supported by the gaze.

He reached out and touched the witch's limp arm, his fingertips pressing down as if they were touching soft cotton, slipping all the way.

Then, his eyes lit up, and he quickly mobilized the spiritual assistance of the underworld deep in his body, improving the ability of his brain to carefully analyze the touch of his fingertips.

Soft and smooth, but faintly perceptible to the touch of very, very fine python scales.

This kind of touch is very weak, if it weren't for Lin An's ability to spy on spirituality, if it wasn't for the ability to mobilize spirituality to assist brain analysis, it would be difficult to detect.

The touch of the scales extends all the way, and after passing through the arm, it returns to the normal human skin touch.

This is also where Lin An perceives the problem.

Chen Shuyun in front of him unexpectedly showed two unique spiritual rhythms.

The right arm carries an extremely terrifying ferocity and violence, and the other parts other than the right hand are faintly aware of a rhythm of fragility, powerlessness, struggle, and wheezing because of the reflection of the right hand.

Lin An rubbed it gently, and his eyes became brighter and brighter.

Under the vision of the 'Spiritual Eye' that was lifted with the help of spirituality, this arm was faintly glowing, very faint, but it was still observed by him.

It's like that glowing walnut!

This is......

Something that has been eroded by the aura?

Spellcasting materials?

Lin An's face became strange, and he seemed to have figured out the key to this when he thought that the witch hunter was going to cramp and peel the lich's skin.

But these are not the focus of Lin An's attention.

It was not the first time Chen Shuyun had come into contact with him, and in the conversation after the wizard's awakening ceremony, this person gave him the impression of a well-behaved and slightly melancholy temperament, and his words and deeds were not as good as they are now......

Hmm, emotional?

Just now, Lin An was keenly aware of this, and used language and red rope to affect Chen Shuyun's mood, and sure enough, he felt a change in the witchcraft and dark golden god statue she cast.

Don't......

Do wizards rely on 'emotions' to cast spells?

Or is immersion in a certain emotion, especially an extreme emotion, and allowing it to grow wildly in the mind, the key to witchcraft spells?

Lin An pursed his lips and decided to give it a try.

Fingertips gently slid over the creamy arm, Lin An's gaze was so eager, he had never let go of the peace and composure in his heart so much, his gaze wandered on the witch's body burningly.

The spiritual eye itself is a peerless power that is hidden behind the ordinary world. Desperate to get a glimpse of the truth, he deserves to see if that's right......

He saw darkness.

Boundless darkness.

It was as if the world was left with him and the witch, who frowned and lay pale in the darkness, a dark golden idol floating behind the witch.

The right hand of the dark golden idol dissolves into an illusion, overlapping with the witch's right hand.

Boundless violence and ferocity erupted with their arms, spreading little by little towards the body, but they were blocked by a rope that faintly shimmered red.

The picture flashes away.

Lin An blinked, and the momentary change in vision made him a little uncomfortable.

His heart was shaken.

In just an instant, the Spirit-Assisted Overclocking Brain instantly analyzed several pieces of information through a short spell casting process.

First of all, immersing yourself in a certain 'emotion', a certain 'longing', can really enhance the power of witchcraft!

Second, the intensity of 'emotions' and 'desires' affects the effectiveness of witchcraft, and can change at any time!

Third, wizards rely on emotions and allow them to grow in their hearts, which will eventually be consumed by emotions. And this devouring feedback is on the spiritual level, that is, the dark golden idol is fused with the wizard step by step.

Fourth......

And the most important point!

The dark golden idol itself has attributes. For example, Chen Shuyun's dark golden statue seems to have two characteristics: killing and self-destruction.

And this characteristic seems to be due to the past circumstances of the wizard himself.

For example, Chen Shuyun is about to become an atavistic beast, and he is suppressed by his sister, and every time he casts a spell, he carries terrible pain, so he has a desire for self-destruction?

Lin An didn't know Chen Shuyun's past, so he could only guess like this.

He didn't care what happened to Chen Shuyun, he just wanted to know what a wizard was.

Because......

He's a wizard!

Even if he didn't want to admit it, he didn't want to be a wizard, but he was a wizard, he knew it.

Lin An exhaled with a somewhat solemn expression.

Emotions and desires trigger the wizard's ability to cast spells.

At the same time as casting spells, the wizard is also being eroded by the emotions attached to the spirit itself!

To paraphrase Lin An's perception during this period of time, that is, everyone has a beast in their hearts, and when we release our hearts, we are also being devoured by this beast.

Eventually, become this beast.

Sorcerer......

How sad!

Chen Shuyun is right - we are all unjust beings.

What a clear and painful realization.

The witch is extremely demonic, the witch is extremely demonic, it turns out that this is what it means!

It's not that you become a lich when you reach a certain level, it's that every step a wizard takes, he becomes a lich little by little. Even if you want to stop, as long as you still have desires in your heart, the demonization will not stop.

But it's ...... He's a wizard!

Lin An's hand did not stop swimming, all the way up, gently holding Chen Shuyun's white and slender neck.

He tilted his head and looked at Chen Shuyun quietly, this crazy woman rushed into the house and almost killed herself!

If he hadn't been able to touch Chen Xinmi's witchcraft to suppress Chen Shuyun on the spiritual level and make adjustments, he would have almost died!

Don't look at his just-in-kind explanation, selling grievances and pretending to be stupid, but the anger in his heart has already burned.

It's just that the restraint brought about by the long-term exposure to strange spirituality, and the constant practice of the calming meditative breathing method of yoga bloggers, has only suppressed it.

But at this moment, it was as if a voice was roaring loudly in his heart.

Kill her!

Kill her!!

Lin An knew that although this woman had been adjusted to suppress witchcraft and had become more unable to struggle, her right arm had already been unsealed!

When you wake up and shoot at yourself again, what should you do at that time?

When the judgment is constantly suffering, it is chaotic!

"Ho~"

Lin An's throat made an incomprehensible sound, and he only felt that he felt very good after making this decision!

The raging anger in my heart, the powerlessness in the face of a powerful wizard, and the grievance of trying to justify my humble survival, burned little by little.

This flame spread in his heart, and ignited all the things that had been suppressed in his heart for so long, one by one, turned into fuel.

The flames ran down his chest and then into his arms, as if they had turned into infinite power.

Lin An's palm gently pinched Chen Shuyun's neck and weighed it.

Yes!

This suppressed anger will give itself enough strength to break this neck!

Ha~

This feeling of choking someone else's neck and controlling life and death......

"Bell bell bell ~~~ Impulse is the devil ~~ Who will become a stranger ~~~"

Lin An's mobile phone rang.

Then the monitor's player came out with the little boss's mutter, "Haha, I knew you were home!" Andy, Andy, open the door! ”

“！！！”

The scream completely woke Lin An out of a strange feeling, and he looked at his hand with wide eyes and horror, and let go abruptly.

Day!

Gan!

He used to be an ordinary ordinary person, when did he want to kill people at every turn?

It's the rage.

No, it's emotions!

He was emotionally held up and did some behavior!

That anger was so powerful that it overstepped his reason in an instant, immersing himself in it!

The brain of the spiritual assistance overclocking was still running, and Lin An quickly realized the problem - he shouldn't have used the set he understood to give the 'spiritual eye' a whole picture when there was no one to guide him.

He obviously did the right thing, mobilizing emotions to assist in casting spells, which was really the way to go to the path of a wizard.

But he also embarked on the path of a wizard.

This transformation was extremely subtle, and when he knew how to use his emotions, his body instinctively evoked the strongest emotions in his heart, and naturally performed a witchcraft that strengthened his strength?

Lin An almost stopped in Bengbu.

Good guy, I obviously don't want to be a wizard, and then I just think about it, and I really found the right path for a wizard?

And then you stepped on it yourself?

Is spirituality so useful? You can learn the breathing method of the witch hunter by relying on this foolishness, and now you can also learn the witchcraft of the wizard with a little tinkering?

!

I'm a real wizard now?

Lin An finally solved the impact of facing terrible spirituality on daily life, thinking that he could finally live a normal life, so he came here?

There's more to come!

I don't want to be a wizard!

Chen Shuyun, can you turn me back?!!!

“……”

Lin An sighed and shook his head, feeling a little unhappy for a while. Looking back at the door, the little boss was simply crazy and refused to leave.

He thought about it, simply picked up Chen Shuyun, looked left and right, and walked towards the wardrobe.

The agility of his body brought by the breathing method allowed him to do this quietly, and his right foot was raised high to open the door of the wardrobe, and Chen Shuyun was stuffed inside.

Lin An was silent for a moment, then picked up the bag containing the curtain of the black cat portrait on the ground and threw it into Chen Shuyun's arms.

lest this witch suddenly wake up and go mad again.

Wizards find strength in emotions and are corrupted by emotions, which is too evil.

It's too evil.

Lin An glanced at Chen Shuyun and silently closed the wardrobe door.