The Psychic Resurrection: Riding the Mirage

"You must like this city very much. To be honest, I did all of this!"

"The power of this pen is very magical. If such power is only used to satisfy one's own selfish desires, the pattern will be a bit small. I have always thought about how to use it to benefit society and benefit all mankind. Yuezhao City is my masterpiece... …”

Qin Fangtong seemed a little impatient and rambled on about her transformation of the city.

Hu Jiu responded positively without hesitation: "You did a great job. This is what I have always wanted to do!"

Perhaps it was because he hadn't communicated with others for a long time. After finally waiting for a like-minded person who was willing to agree with him, Qin Fangtong gradually began to talk more.

The fake smile on Hu Jiu's face gradually turned into a real smile. His opponent was a young and innocent little sister who knew little about supernatural beings. This was really great!

Under his active catering, the two of them chatted happily, talking freely about everything from poetry to life ideals, from the past to the future.

Hu Jiu's sweet words were indeed effective. Qin Fangtong himself was not very defensive, so he inadvertently revealed all his details.

The first half of her life was like cheating. Although her family background was average, her parents had a good relationship. They never had any quarrels, no cold violence, no PUA, and no preference for sons over daughters. Her grandparents also loved her very much, and her The family of origin should be as happy as possible;

She was also very happy when she was a student. The teachers she met were very serious and responsible, and the classmates got along well with each other. There was no bullying, cynicism, comparison and isolation...

Before the age of eighteen, Qin Fangtong’s relatives and friends intentionally or unintentionally built a warm fairy tale paradise for her. At that time, smartphones were not yet popular and students had no access to electronic products, let alone the Internet and external information. It seems that I live in a beautiful cocoon and naively think that the outside world is also so beautiful.

She knew the existence of darkness, but she firmly believed that light would dispel the darkness.

It's a pity that all this came to an abrupt end after she entered college, leaving the small county town of her hometown and entering a prosperous metropolis.

"You know, when I was a freshman, my roommate and I ate in a restaurant near the school and got sick due to hygiene issues in the restaurant. Later we went to argue with the restaurant owner, but we were scolded and kicked out. Later on I called the police, and my boss slapped me in front of the police. The two policemen just gave me a few words of advice, just recorded it, and told me to wait for notification. "

"I thought there was justice in this world, so I went to seek justice several times. However, the police severely criticized me and told me to stop here. It's just a small matter. Don't let people hold on to it."

"Yes, they spoke cruelly to me as a victim and asked me to forgive. The restaurant owner then harassed me on the phone for a while. Later, my supervisor quietly told me that the restaurant was opened by a relative of the school leader. of."

At this point, Qin Fangtong's face showed a hint of resentment, "That was the first time I faced the darkness of society. For most people, this kind of thing may be just a commonplace trivial matter, but for me it is not. The same thing, because I’ve never been exposed to darkness like this before.”

The fairy tale curtain is torn apart, revealing the bloody and ugly truth. What will happen if a person who has never been exposed to darkness suddenly falls into darkness?

Hu Jiu subconsciously thought of some parents who reported everywhere, wishing to remove all "negative" things from their children's lives and create a paradise for their children with only positive sunshine.

"Actually, my ability to endure is not that fragile." Qin Fangtong's happy native family gave her a tough mind. Although her outlook on life was impacted, she slowly accepted the unsatisfactory life. Perhaps this is growth. She also understood that what is noble is the profession rather than the person. Military police, doctors, and doctors from all walks of life may be mixed up with scum.

If it were just like this, her life would still be happy, but unfortunately, the real misfortune has come.

When her father came to visit her at school, he accidentally witnessed a murder. After calling the police, he was detained as a suspect. Unable to prove his innocence, the police quickly found witnesses and physical evidence and executed him. My grandparents couldn't stand the stimulation and died of illness one after another. My mother was detained and warned several times after ██████████ failed to produce any results. Finally, she jumped from the upstairs in despair.

A few words can give a glimpse of the overwhelming pain and suffering. Qin Fangtong does not want to mention it, or even think about that bad past. In an instant, her family was ruined, as if the happiness in the previous eighteen years was obtained by overdrawing the future, and her heart seemed to have been roughened. The lump of ice was repeatedly rubbed and ravaged, and even breathing felt heartbreakingly painful.

"Can you understand me? When I was a child, I learned that 'you have to endure hardships to become a master, and hard work will definitely be rewarded'; when I grew up, reality taught me that 'hemp ropes are only broken at the thinnest, and bad luck is only found. Poor people'.

"I have been confused more than once. Is the philosophy of life I learned from elementary school out of date or a lie? My parents and teachers always told me that I must abide by the law and be an honest person who abides by the law. Anyone who violates the law All will be punished; but later I discovered that this is not the case. This one is a related household, and that one is a second-generation official. They can easily escape punishment with a psychiatric diagnosis certificate. "

"This world is really vicious. It tore everything into pieces without mercy. I finally understand that good people are just bullies who are used to bully and exploit them. Especially good people at the bottom of society, who are educated but have no family background. Legalism Confucianism is a chokehold, and the more you pay attention to fairness, the more you suffer from it!”

Hearing this, Hu Jiu nodded in agreement, "Education is a tonic, but you can't eat too much. The biggest weakness of many good people is that their moral quality is too high. Instead, they don't live as freely and comfortably as those insidious villains who are greedy and despicable. In the end, they become the "honest people" in the jokes of others, and even believe in strange ideas such as "suffering a loss is a blessing." "

Using the law to punish and restrain people's illegal behavior, and using benevolence, righteousness, courtesy, wisdom and trustworthiness to stand on the moral high ground to control human nature, a two-pronged approach can create the vast majority of honest people. And the solution is not difficult. The ancients said, "Starve to death the timid, and eat to death the bold", just like Hu Jiu after his rebirth, greed and tyranny are getting higher and higher.

Qin Fangtong's tone suddenly became excited, "I hate the ugly reality! I am unwilling to just muddle along like this! I can't forgive this world!"

"Fortunately, I have been favored by the magic pen. I can use its power to completely smash this dirty era. It doesn't matter if the world blames me or hates me. I will rebuild a perfect ideal country on the ruins and save everyone with a smile!"

Hu Jiu applauded with tears in her eyes. Idealists are indeed hopeless. Once they leave the ideal paradise, they will create an ideal hell.

Qin Fangtong stared at Hu Jiu with burning eyes, "Are you willing to help me? The world with only good people and hard work will be rewarded needs your strength!"

Hu Jiu nodded heavily: "I came here for this! The changes in Yuezhao City have long attracted attention from many parties. They dare not come in, but I like it here. It is a satisfying and beautiful new city."

Qin Fangtong's brain was too seriously corroded by the spirit. She didn't look very smart. Perhaps she still retained her previous high moral sense. She didn't know the relevant knowledge of ghost riders and was easily deceived.

Of course, she was not stupid enough to give the ghost pen directly to Hu Jiu, but it was almost there. The ghost puzzles were attracting each other, and the person who controlled the ghost would inevitably be affected.

Hu Jiu now had an impulse to contribute the ghost book, and he believed that Qin Fangtong must be the same.

"The magic pen told me that you have what it needs. Let's not waste any more time." Qin Fangtong urged.

Hu Jiu's eyes were sharp: "Does the pen have self-awareness?"

"Yes, it's normal for the gods to have spirits." Qin Fangtong said as a matter of course: "It can write and communicate with me in a simple way."

Hu Jiu was thoughtful, stretched out his hand to unzip his clothes, and slowly took out the ghost book. The eyeballs on the cover trembled, and the blood vessel-like protrusions around them squirmed impatiently.

"Give it to me quickly!" Qin Fangtong only took a look, lost control on the spot, and rushed over like a crazy woman.

"Calm down, don't be impulsive!" Hu Jiu dodged sideways, and the white silk fell from mid-air, quickly wrapping Qin Fangtong up.

The palm of his hand surged with the spirit of the ghost hand, and reached out to the feather pen in Qin Fangtong's hand.

Swish——

When it was more than ten centimeters away from the feather pen, it took the initiative to break away from Qin Fangtong and flew towards Hu Jiu.

The whole process was simpler than expected, and Qin Fangtong had no power to resist. Or, it should be that the ghost pen has self-awareness, and it is...a good bird chooses a tree to live in?

A cold chill suddenly came from the palm of his hand, and this chill was still trying to flow into the body, but it was soon blocked. Hu Jiu quickly took out the golden container from his backpack and imprisoned the feather pen.

"Give it back to me, give me back the magic pen!" Qin Fangtong screamed and struggled hard. Without the ghost pen, her body was undergoing strange changes.

——The skin is getting paler and paler, the texture lines belonging to humans are fading, and the hair is stuck together. It is not the oily adhesion caused by long-term uncleanliness, but like anime characters, it has become piece by piece, and some auxiliary lines that outline the contours appear on the surface of the body. The whole person seems to have become a portrait...

"Is it the price of using the ghost pen?"

Hu Jiu stepped back and saw that Bai Ling could not strangle Qin Fangtong to death, so he said: "Your current state is very wrong. I am worried that there may be accidents when you control the magic pen. Let me do the construction of a beautiful new era. Don't worry, I will definitely follow your will and create a world that satisfies you and only good people!"

"Really...really?" Qin Fangtong's struggle is no longer so fierce, and she seems to be appeased.

"Of course it's true." Hu Jiu's tone and expression are full of sincerity.

"It doesn't matter if it's true or not. Anyway, I can't beat you. There is no other choice." Qin Fangtong's reason returned a little, and she realized her dilemma. Ink-like black tears dripped from the corners of her eyes.

"I will help you realize the dream you are pursuing, because that is also my dream." Hu Jiu slowed down his tone. For the dying, he did not mind showing mercy and saying a few false words of comfort.

"You must be very tired after holding on for so long? If you feel tired, close your eyes and take a rest. Leave the next work to me. When you open your eyes again, I promise that you will be in the happiest time, endlessly repeating."

Hu Jiu slowly approached Qin Fangtong, and his ghost hand gently stroked her long hair, disintegrating her last resistance.

"The happiest time?" She whispered softly.

I still remember the summer many years ago, when she came home from school, her mother was cooking, and her favorite cartoon channel was playing on TV. The fan blew away the sweat on her forehead, and it was cool, and the watermelon in her hand was also sweet. The sense of security brought by childhood memories spread from the past to the present, and time was frozen in eternity at this moment.

"I remember, I died with my mother a long time ago..." The white silk dissipated, Qin Fangtong fell to the ground, and melted into a painting.

Hu Jiu stood there in a daze, his chest stuffy, "Can despicable and shameless villains have consciences?"

Maybe.

A conscience smaller than sand will be blown away by the wind, so it's better not to have it.

The portrait of the girl on the ground closed her eyes, as if she had fallen into a deep sleep. She said that she had died a long time ago. It was probably the ghost pen's spirit that kept her alive. When the spirit dissipated, she was gone.

Hu Jiu stared at her for the last time, turned around and left without any nostalgia. Don't tell your sufferings, people who don't care about you will only treat it as a joke; don't tear open your wounds to others, it may become a sharp blade that stabs you in the back at any time.

If Qin Fangtong was not too lonely, she couldn't help talking about her sad past when she met "people of the same path", and Hu Jiu would not have seized the opportunity to use a heart-attack strategy.

The tragedy evoked the long-lost humanity. After being moved, his soul fell into a deeper abyss.

The weak have the right to live, but that power is so narrow that it can't even guarantee their own safety. Hu Jiu absolutely does not want to let himself fall into the same fate as Qin Fangtong. He wants to reach the highest point step by step! Stand forever on the peak where no one can hurt him!

The feather pen was contained, and the source of the rules and strange talks in Yuezhao City was lost. It is estimated that it is gradually dissipating at this time. Hu Jiu walked out of this space constructed by supernatural power. Yue Renchun and Ye Songlan were guarding outside like two generals.

"You finally came out." Yue Renchun saw Hu Jiu's gloomy face and asked hurriedly: "How is the situation?"

Hu Jiu shook his head: "I almost fell into the gutter. It's a maze inside, with traps everywhere. I can only hear the voice of the strange ghost rider, but I can't see him. But he can't do anything to me."

"Hehe." Yue Renchun smiled, "What are you going to do next?"

Hu Jiu sighed: "Let's go! If we can't get the ghost in the short term, there's no need to waste time. Just consider this as a failure."