Why hunt down a super stupid innocent wizard

Chapter 98 The Taste of Life

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

Ritual magic seems to have a low threshold. As long as you know the steps, it is not difficult to perform.

And those who cast spells directly seem to emphasize the inner strength more, and also affect the caster's heart more.

witchcraft……

Seems like that's why wizards go to liches.

At the same time, releasing witchcraft seems to be the process by which wizards become powerful.

After secretly writing down these, Lin An took the mobile phone and went out to prepare various materials needed for the ritual magic.

Chen Xin's fan left a list of materials for witchcraft rituals and magic that "no one loves even a little quilt". Many of them are occult items and are difficult to buy on the market.

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

Soon he came back with large and small bags.

He bought a transparent carton of ink. As an Internet practitioner, he knew some things more than the wizard 'Little Susu'.

For example, making a mask pattern and downloading it will leave traces in the software, making it too easy for others to follow the clues and find you.

Lin An found the mask template on the face-squeezing software, played with it a few times, clicked Export to check the format, and already understood the required data.

After pasting the transparent paper on the full-length mirror in the entrance, suddenly a clown face came up and stuck it firmly.

"Hahahaha..." The clown-faced tumbler shook and laughed wildly, "Give me back my witchcraft!"

Lin An looked at him with a smile, "No, you're wrong, it should be returning your memories, emotions, life traces...etc."

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

"You have only your spirituality left. The 'Dizzy' witchcraft is not that important to you, right?" Lin An held a small plate filled with ink, dipped it in with a new brush, and mobilized the spiritual assistance to enter the new stage. In good painting condition, the handwriting smoothly outlines the edge lines of the mask on the transparent paper.

"But what is wrapped in the 'Dizziness' witchcraft are the memories, emotions, traces of life that gave birth to this witchcraft in your mind...etc."

"Now that your witchcraft is taken away by me, you also lose these, right?"

The clown-faced roly-poly looked at Lin An in disbelief.

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

"All these spiritual powers are eroded and fused by spiritual energy, so it is possible to cross dimensions and enter the spiritual world."

"These fusions are called spirituality."

"The behavior of spirituality in the spiritual world is transmitted to the real world and becomes a super-dimensional power."

The clown-faced roly-poly opened his mouth and murmured, "How do you, a newcomer, know so much..."

Lin An shrugged, "Because that's what witch hunter knights are."

"Tsk~"

"That's right, Witch Hunter Knights also branched out from wizards at first."

Lin An daubed carefully, so earnestly, the tip of the pen brushed across the mirrored transparent paper opposite the clown's face, "According to what I have analyzed, I really want to say..."

He stopped writing and looked at the clown-faced tumbler seriously, "You shouldn't go to extremes to find the power of the soul. I know that extreme people are always better than others and have more charisma, whether it's the extraordinary world or the world of ordinary people. "

"But ah..."

"A person like that doesn't look like a person anymore, like a psycho? Like a lunatic?"

"Extreme is indeed a force of life, but moderate moderation is also a force of the soul."

Lin An smiled slightly, "I have met an old man who has been adhering to his own way of dealing with the world all his life. Even if he becomes mediocre because of it, this is the taste of life."

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

"Yes." Lin An shook his wrist slightly, allowing the brush to delicately draw lines on the mask, "A kind of... how should I put it... you wizards, the Witch Hunting Knights, you can't even dream of it smell."

Speaking of this, he chuckled, "It's a bit like an emperor who is too cold in a high place, or a rich businessman who lives in an empty luxury villa with a lonely heart. Walking by talking and laughing, I will also yearn for it in my heart.”

"It's that kind of taste of life that you no longer have."

"The taste of life?" The clown-faced roly-poly murmured again.

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

When this person was a child, his single mother released all her grievances in her life on him. She only acted like a mother when she was drunk.

So after dropping out of school and starting working part-time, this person bought wine for his mother every day, and let her drink and drink all the time, always in the state of "mother".In the end, the mother died, and the man also suffered from severe alcohol dependence.

Drunk and empty every day, the whole world is spinning.

"It shouldn't be like this." Lin An looked at it seriously, "We can seek the wisdom of life, we can work hard to create a living environment, and we can slowly change a world with more tolerance and love. Man, if you are willing to sacrifice 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 can't make people happy, but the toughness, breadth, and strength of life that it requires are untouchable by going to extremes at will." "That's the power of life, the power of the soul."

"No!" The clown-faced tumbler exploded with a bang, twisting and transforming into a 'rabbit mask wizard', looking at Lin An in the mirror in panic, "No, no, no, stop talking!"

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

"What do you think? It's much easier to act recklessly than to deny yourself and return to etiquette. How can you show stronger spiritual power?"

"No, don't say any more!" The 'Rabbit Mask Wizard' smashed the mirror crazily, making a terrible sound. Seeing that it was useless, it began to hit it crazily.

"Do you know? I am an orphan, and how much 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!"

"Do not!!!"

It hit 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, and I will teach you all the contents of the 'Dizzy' witchcraft, okay Bar?"

"You need it very much, right?"

"The spirituality of the dark golden god statue combined with my witchcraft and aura, you will be exhausted sooner or later!"

"I know how much you need this witchcraft. This is how you can escape from the Witch Hunting Knights!"

"Quickly, give me the wine and 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, "Paralyzing yourself? Escape can't solve any problems, baby."

"No~" it hit the mirror angrily, "Why don't you talk anymore!"

Lin An just shook his head in disapproval, with a look of emotion.

"You make your life like this, you live yourself like this, you let your emotions and desires run wild like a wild horse, let its spirituality become more and more uncontrollable, and ultimately destroyed, but you Ya~"

The masked wizard with a clown face was panting on the mirror, like a desperate fish after landing, staring at Lin An, "You are a newly awakened wizard, you know nothing, you are talking nonsense, right? You are all talking nonsense!"

Lin An smiled slightly at it, turned around and walked into the kitchen, and began to fiddle with the masks for ritual magic.

The ugly head rolled to look at it in front of the full-length mirror, and made a clicking sound.

"He is a devil! He is simply a devil!" the wizard in the rabbit mask said to the ugly head.

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

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

"It's ice cold and feels pretty good~"

He sighed in admiration.

The wizard in the rabbit mask twisted his face and started crying and laughing at Lin An in the mirror, "Give me some wine!"

“Give me some wine!”

Lin An hummed and ignored it.

He was not usually a talkative person, but as he concentrated on dealing with the little boss, Chen Xinmi, and little Susu wizard today, he felt the wildfire in his heart burning even brighter.

But what's interesting is that Nu appears to be happy, but he doesn't laugh wildly like a wizard in a clown mask. He just maintains a unique and subtle feeling of "joy in the heart".

That feeling is particularly interesting.

He suddenly liked being a wizard, because the wizard's ability to feel emotions seemed to allow him to feel the feeling of being a human being.

That kind of taste of life.

Because he is a wizard, he feels more like a human being.

Rather than being a hard-working social beast who is so boring that he doesn’t know what life is, and a wage earner who is as numb as a machine.

After applying it, he put the empty plate aside, pinched a corner of the transparent paper, closed his eyes, and tore it apart.

When he opened his eyes again, the blur was gone from his face. Instead, there was a mask that seemed to grow on his face.

Pure black, with faint traces of countless turbulent vortexes on it.

"Ha~"

He smiled happily, looked at the clown masked wizard in the glasses, and then at the ugly head next to his feet.

"It doesn't seem to be difficult."

"How about it?"

"How about helping me see?"

(End of this chapter)