The blond man looked at Su Ge who looked serious, smiled slightly, and said:
"Okay."
After saying this, the blond man blinked, conveyed a tacit understanding to Su Ge, and then laughed softly.
The sudden laughter brought some relief to the originally dull atmosphere. Mistonge looked at the secretive eye contact between Su Ge and the blond man. He was curious in his heart, but because of Su Ge's previous instructions, he did not ask.
come out.
"What happens after we have a name?" Su Ge then asked.
"I read in a book that in order to have a soul, you must go through four steps." The blond held out a finger, "First, give it a name."
"Second, give the origin."
"Third, grant trials."
"The fourth and most important step is to have love on the premise of the first three. Only in this way can a soulless life have a soul, or the soul that was originally incompatible can begin to stabilize."
Su Ge stared at the four fingers of the blond man raised in the air, and then asked:
"What does this second assigned origin mean?"
"It is the origin of the puppet in the story. It is a prop in the magic troupe. If it is a life without an origin, you need to find it, or make it up reasonably based on existing clues."
The blond man thought about it and said: "Actually, I have only seen it and don't understand it very well, but it seems that only the first and fourth of these four steps are necessary. Because of the origins and trials, as long as you live in
There are bound to be experiences in this world. Even if the origins are forgotten, they still exist objectively, and the trials are simpler. Starvation and freezing, that is, hunger and cold, are the simplest trials."
"So that's it..." Su Ge murmured.
At this moment, he felt as if he was the puppet in the hands of the blond man.
He came into this world without a name that matched it, and he did not know his origin. At the beginning, he also accepted the trials of hunger and cold, and until the end, he did not have love.
Maybe after a while, he will start to rot like a puppet and then leave this world.
Thinking of this, he felt a chill gradually creeping up around him, as if it had suddenly entered late autumn. In the bleak wind, a sense of sadness rose from his heart.
Almost at the same time, he felt as if an invisible hand was squeezing his heart, causing his heart to spasm unnaturally.
Seeing his abnormal appearance, Miston Ge and the blond man felt something was wrong at the same time, and quickly moved closer, only to see Su Ge panting violently and waving his hands to indicate that he was fine.
"This is just a legend, you don't need to care so much," the blond man looked a little scared, afraid that Su Ge would faint in his shop, "and there are many stories about souls, and different versions have different endings. If
If you care so much about everyone, isn't that making yourself tangled?"
There are many more?
Su Ge rubbed his chest, and after some ideological struggle, he asked cautiously:
"Is there any one of these stories where you were living a good life, but when you woke up, you found yourself in a strange world and experiencing a new life?"
What they said was incomprehensible. The blond and Mistongo looked at each other, not knowing what Su Ge was talking about at this time.
Seeing that Su Ge's serious expression did not seem to be suffering from a mental illness, the blond man felt relieved and began to think about Su Ge's words.
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Then he hesitated and asked: "You mean, dream experience?"
"Dream experience? What is that?" Mistongo asked curiously.
"It literally means an experience you can only have in a dream." The blond man explained, "It is said that human beings will reflect their feelings in their sleep at night because of their experiences and what they see and think during the day, and unfold uncontrollably.
association."
"For example, if you see a man with thick body hair during the day, you may dream of a dancing bear at night. Although it may seem illogical, it is caused by your subconscious reaction and uncontrollable associations.
"
The blond man continued:
"Actually, I have had similar dreams before. It's very strange. When I end every day of life and lie in bed, I feel that my soul will leave my body and go to another strange place. After making a choice, I will enter another place.
With a new body, I begin to experience a new life with a new identity for one day.”
"But when I woke up, I found that I was still familiar with the room around me, and what I experienced in the dream was just the appearance of the house I saw during the day, which I longed for. Later, because I was afraid that I would have mental problems, I
, just like you are now, so I went to ask the doctor, but the doctor just said that I was too stressed."
"Thinking about it now, maybe it was really like that. I was under too much pressure at that time, but I couldn't get out of the current predicament, so I could only express my emotions in dreams."
"But who knows that this is not a gift from the goddess? Perhaps the most beautiful thing in the world is that after you have experienced a lot of pain and suffering, you wake up and find that you are still in the class of the noon church.
Those are just dreams, you are still surrounded by familiar classmates, and the sunlight coming through the window shines on your face, making you feel that living in the world is so beautiful."
Su Ge and Miston Ge listened quietly to the blond man's words, feeling the plain and simple happiness in his words.
The blond man looked at Su Ge and asked with a smile:
"In other words, what do you think life is for?"
Su Ge blinked, wondering why the topic suddenly became so profound.
"It's very simple for me," the blond said, "to experience, to experience, to feel, the breeze, the drizzle, the sunshine, these are all given to us by the great goddess of space, and they make me feel alive
, that’s enough.”
"So, don't think about that. If you knew you were experiencing a dream, wouldn't you be willing to take one more step? Are you just thinking about waking up from the dream? But waking up doesn't mean you have to face it.
The difficulties of life?”
"To experience, to experience, to feel..."
Su Ge whispered what the blond said.
Maybe it is really like what the other party said, what I am experiencing now is just a dream? And after waking up from the dream, I will return to my original world?
Su Ge still didn't know, but he felt that he could try the method the other party said. He didn't think about other things, and he didn't need to deliberately find a way to go back. He just regarded what he was experiencing now as an extra bonus of fate.
Give a gift, experience and feel it with your heart.
In that moment of clarity and clarity, Su Ge had never felt so awake and relieved as now.
So from this moment on, I am the real Su Ge Aiosig, and the life I will spend is also the life of Su Ge Aiosig... Su Ge nodded to the blond man and said with a smile:
"Thank you for your teaching. Maybe you can consider changing your career. Maybe you
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It’s more suitable for the kind of work that brings happiness to more people.”
After some unintentional persuasion from the blond man, the pressure and haze that had been accumulating in his heart had been swept away. Although the sky outside had begun to be filled with darkness, his mood was as bright as ever.
"Haven't I been doing this kind of work?" the blond said, feigning anger, "but the process seems to be very bumpy."
Su Ge and Miston Ge looked at the magic props in the room and laughed.
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York City Upper Bay Area.
Gratchi walked out of the basement, hid behind the wall on one side of the window, opened a narrow gap in the thick curtains, and looked outside.
Most of the sky outside was occupied by a deep blue. Only in the western sky, there was still a hint of crimson, but this crimson could not resist the erosion of the blue and gradually dropped below the horizon.
Night is coming soon, and by then, many things will change.
"Is the tidying up finished?" Gratchi retracted his gaze and turned to look at Martin behind him, "We are leaving here soon, so remember not to leave any traces."
"No problem, Brother Gratchi. Where are we going next?" Martin stood up straight and answered.
"Go to the dam, the place you mentioned before. There are people there ready to pick us up. We must stay normal when we go out soon and don't be sneaky."
"No problem, Brother Grachi." Martin said with some hesitation, "But is there really no problem if we hand over the information to that Gebion? Will he betray us?"
"We are leaving here soon, and he doesn't know our destination." Grachi tightly held the temporarily sealed demon statue forbidden vessel, "Besides, he doesn't have anything more than our looks.
Even if he takes huge risks to inform the church, we will already have gone to the river dam by then, who will find out?"
"Of course this is the worst-case scenario." Gratchi looked in the direction of the window again, his gaze seemed to be able to see farther away through the thick curtains.
"May the great black goat grant us blessing..."
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No. 56, Green Mangluo Street, Lower Block, York City.
One of the members of the Mutual Aid Association, Chirac's home is here, but at this time an uninvited guest came to the house.
The room with closed doors and windows was filled with a strong smell of blood, making people feel like vomiting just by smelling it.
Gebiong kicked the owner of the house away from his body, which had already cooled down, squatted down, took out a small heart-shaped object from a dark box, and placed it gently among the blood on the floor.
After a long time, there was still no movement.
"It seems that it is not feasible," Gebiong took back the forbidden weapon, stood up, and muttered to himself, "Not even a corpse. It seems that it must find a living host to exert its power."
After saying that, Gebiong looked up and looked out the window. A moon with half its edge missing rose from the sky, hanging with countless stars in the dark sky, each emitting soft light.
"It's almost time. I didn't expect that the devil believer could actually be found. It seems that I still underestimated their strength."
Gebiong turned around, walked slowly to the owner of the house, and laughed in a low voice:
"Let's use it for the last time. Lend me your face."