So far, Lin An has been exposed to two kinds of witchcraft, one is direct spell casting, and the other is ritual magic.

Ritual magic doesn't seem to have a high threshold, and as long as you know the steps, it's not too difficult to cast.

And the direct casting seems to emphasize the inner power more, and it also affects the heart of the caster himself.

Sorcery......

It seems that this is the reason why the wizard went to the lich.

At the same time, the release of witchcraft seems to be the process of wizards becoming powerful.

Secretly writing down these, Lin An took his mobile phone and went out to prepare all kinds of materials needed for ritual magic.

The list of witchcraft ritual magic casting materials left by Chen Xin's fan is full of occult things, and it is difficult to buy them on the market.

But the two things taught by the 'Little Susu' wizard are all too common.

Soon he came back with a large bag and a small bag.

He bought clear carton ink, and as an Internet worker, he knew more than the 'Little Susu' wizard.

For example, making a mask pattern download will leave traces in the software, and it is too easy for people to find themselves.

Lin An found the template of the mask on the face pinching software, operated on it a few times, and then clicked Export to check the format, and already understood the data needed.

Pasting transparent paper on the dressing mirror in the hallway, a clown face suddenly came up and stuck it.

"Hahahaha......" the clown-faced tumbler shook and laughed wildly, "You give me back the witchcraft!" ”

Lin An looked at him with a smile, "No, you said something wrong, it should be your memories, emotions, and traces of life...... And so on. ”

The clown-faced tumbler was stunned for a moment and looked at him blankly, "What do you mean?" ”

"You're only spiritual, and 'dizzy' witchcraft isn't that important to you, is it?" Lin An held a small dish full of ink, dipped it with a new brush, mobilized spiritual assistance to enter a better state of painting, and smoothly outlined the edge lines of the mask on the transparent paper.

"But what is wrapped in 'dizziness' witchcraft is the memory, emotion, and life traces of this witchcraft that are nurtured in your heart...... And so on. ”

"Now that your witchcraft has been taken away from me, you've lost it, right?"

The clown-faced tumbler looked at Lin An in disbelief.

Lin An took a step back, compared to the size of the mask on the clown-faced tumbler's face, nodded, and came closer to continue applying.

"All of these spiritual powers have been eroded and fused by the aura, so that there is the possibility of crossing the dimension and entering the spiritual world."

"These fusions are called spirituality."

"The behavior of spirituality in the spirit world, transmitted to the real world, becomes a superdimensional power."

The clown-faced tumbler opened his mouth and muttered, "How do you know so much about this newcomer......"

Lin An shrugged, "Because witch hunters are like that." ”

"Tsk~"

"That's right, the Witch Hunter Knight also branched out from the wizard branch in the beginning."

Lin An smeared carefully, so seriously, the pen stroked across the mirror transparent paper opposite the clown's face, "According to what I analyzed, I really want to say ......"

He stopped his pen and looked at the clown-faced tumbler seriously, "Finding the power of the mind should not go to extremes, I know that extreme people are always better than others and have more personality charm, whether it is the transcendent world or the world of ordinary people." ”

"But......"

"That kind of person doesn't look like a person, like a psychopath? Like a madman? ”

"Extreme is indeed a power of life, but the moderation of restraint is also a force of the heart."

Lin An smiled slightly, "I have seen an old man who has been abiding by his own way of life all his life, even if he has become mediocre because of this, but this is the taste of life." ”

"The taste of life?" The clown-faced tumbler stared at him blankly.

"Yes." Lin An's wrist shook slightly, allowing the brush blade to delicately draw lines on the mask, "a ...... How to say...... You wizards, Witch Hunters, you can't get the taste of it. ”

Speaking of this, he chuckled, "It's a bit like an emperor who can't be cold in a high place, or a rich businessman who lives in an empty luxury villa with a lonely heart, they walk through the people, and watch an ordinary little couple pushing a stroller walking by with a smile, and their hearts will be happy to yearn for it." ”

"That's it, the smell of life, you don't have it anymore."

"The taste of life?" The clown-faced tumbler muttered again.

Lin An smiled slightly, and couldn't help but think of the memories contained in this clown-faced tumbler's 'dizziness' witchcraft.

When this person was a child, his single mother released all the resentment in his life on him, and only when he was drunk, he would have the appearance of a mother.

So after this person dropped out of school and started working, he bought wine for his mother every day, so that his mother drank and drank all the time, and was always in the state of 'mother'. Eventually, the mother died, and the man also suffered from severe alcohol dependence.

Every day is drunk, empty, and the whole world spins.

"It's not supposed to be like this." Lin An looked at it seriously, "We can seek the wisdom of life, we can work hard to create an environment for life, we can slowly change a person with more tolerance and love, if you are willing to pay so much for the maternal love you desire." ”

"And this is the taste of an ordinary person's life."

"It's not extreme, and the process isn't pleasant, but the resilience, breadth, and strength of life that is needed are beyond the reach of going to extremes at will."

"That's the power of life, it's the power of the heart."

"No!" The clown-faced tumbler exploded with a bang, twisted and transformed into a 'rabbit mask wizard', and looked at Lin An in the mirror in a panic, "No, no, no, don't say it!" ”

Lin An looked at him very sincerely, "It is easy for a person to release the wild beast nature in his heart, and it is very difficult for a person to restrain the wild beast nature in his heart, which requires more spiritual power and life force." ”

"Do you think that recklessness is much easier than self-denial, how can it be stronger in the power of the heart?"

"No, don't say it again!" The 'Rabbit Mask Wizard' smashed the mirror frantically with a terrible sound, and when it saw that it was useless, it began to ram wildly.

"You know what? I'm an orphan, and how I envy you for having a mother. Lin An's expression was so sincere, "Even if she is not perfect, I have never expected perfection." ”

"No!"

"No !!"

It slammed into the mirror like crazy, and looked at Lin An with wide eyes, "Give me wine, give me wine, you give me some wine to drink, I'll teach you all the contents of 'dizzy' witchcraft, okay?" ”

"You need it, don't you?"

"The spirituality of the dark golden god statue that combines my witchcraft and aura, you will have an end sooner or later!"

"I know how much you need this sorcery, it's your way to escape from the Witch Hunters!"

"Quick, give me wine, just pour it on the mirror, quick!"

"I'll teach you~~~"

Lin An just shook his head, put down the ink and brush, clapped his hands and looked at the patterns drawn on the transparent paper with satisfaction, "Let yourself be paralyzed?" Running away won't solve anything, baby. ”

"No~" it slammed into the mirror angrily, "Don't say it anymore!" ”

Lin An just shook his head in disapproval, looking emotional.

"You make your life like this, you live yourself like this, you let your seven emotions and six desires run wild like a wild horse, let its spirituality become more and more uncontrollable, and finally destroy, but you~"

The clown-faced masked wizard lay on the mirror and gasped, like a desperate fish after coming ashore, staring at Lin An deadly, "You are a newly awakened wizard, you know a fart, you are all nonsense, right, you are all nonsense!" ”

Lin An smiled at it, turned around and walked into the kitchen, and began to tinker with the mask of ritual magic.

The ugly head rolled to the dressing mirror and looked at it, and its mouth made a slurping sound.

"He's a demon! He's a demon! The Rabbit Mask Wizard said to the ugly head.

"No!" The ugly head smiled slightly, "He's a serious lifer, that's all." ”

After a while, Lin An came to the mirror with a pot of paste, aimed his eyes at the eye sockets of the mask pattern he had just drawn, and began to apply it on the transparent paper and on his face.

"It's cold, it feels good~"

He exclaimed.

The rabbit-masked wizard twisted his face, lay in the mirror and began to cry and laugh at Lin An, "Give me some bar!" ”

"Get me some bar!"

Lin An hummed the song and ignored it.

He is usually not a person who talks so much, but with today's high-intensity concentration on dealing with the little boss, Chen Xinmi, and Xiao Susu Witch, he feels that the wildfire in his heart is burning even more.

But interestingly, anger is joyful, and he doesn't laugh like the clown-masked wizard, but only maintains a subtle sense of 'joy in his heart'.

It's a very interesting feeling.

He suddenly liked being a wizard a little, because the wizard's ability to feel emotions seemed to allow him to feel what it was like to be human.

That, the taste of life.

Because he is a wizard, he feels more like a person.

It's not a bitter social animal who is so boring that he doesn't know what life is, and he is numb like a machine worker.

When he was done, he set the empty plate aside, pinched the corner of the transparent paper, closed his eyes, and tore it violently.

When I opened my eyes again, there was no longer the mush on my face, but a mask that seemed to grow on my face appeared.

Pure black, with countless traces of turbulent swirls looming on it.

"Ha~"

He laughed a little happily, looked at the clown-masked wizard in his glasses, and then at the ugly head at his feet.

"It doesn't seem to be difficult."

"How?"

"How about helping me see?"

(End of chapter)