I feed on gods.

Chapter 153 Xiaobai, I'm Giving You a Chance, You Don't Use It!

"What's the use of this thing?"

Lin Baici doesn't believe in ghosts and gods. He thinks there are no ghosts in the world, so it should be an exaggeration for Ghou God to say that he can see ghosts with this thing.

[See things that the human eye cannot see. 】

"Can you see Zhenzi or Nie Xiaoqian?"

Lin Baici wanted to roll his eyes, but after he finished speaking, he suddenly froze.

and many more!

There are no ghosts in the world, but there are gods and taboos. If there is a horror video tape, or if the grave is polluted by gods and bones, ghosts may really appear.

Thinking of this, Lin Baici's scalp tingles.

Because he found that he had no magic weapon to kill ghosts,

This is more troublesome.

The more Lin Baici thought about it, the more restless he became, and he couldn't fall asleep, so he put away the ghost oil lamp and went to find Nangong Shu.

dong dong!

Lin Baici knocked on the door: "Aunt Shu, are you asleep?"

"Hold on!"

Tens of seconds later, Nangong Shu opened the door. She was wearing a white nightgown, and she could see her charming collarbone: "What's wrong?"

"I opened the gift box given to me by the crazy maid just now. Inside is an oil lamp that can see 'some dirty things'. I want to ask, is there any god market like monsters in the world?"

Lin Baici humbly asked for advice.

"..."

Nangong Shu wanted to say,

That's it?

I knew I wouldn't open the door for you.

I was looking forward to it in vain!
"You mean the God Market where there are monsters like ghosts and ghosts?"

Nangong understood within a few seconds: "There are ghosts in Europe, and we also have ghosts here, but the most common ones are in Japan, where all kinds of dirty things emerge one after another. They have a 'Hundred Ghosts at Night', which is not a joke."

"How to kill this kind of monster? Do I have to use a dedicated weapon?"

Lin Baici didn't expect it, there really is, and I hope I don't encounter it in the future.

He has normal XP and is not interested in life and death.

"Yes, this kind of rule pollution in the God Ruins is very troublesome, and most god hunters are unwilling to touch it!"

If the monster's head falls off, it will basically die, but if the ghost's head falls off, that's not necessarily the case.

"Come in and talk!"

Nangongshu invited Lin Baici into the bedroom.

"Shall we go to the living room?"

Lin Baici didn't move, he always felt that it was not good to enter a woman's bedroom at night.

Nangong Shu turned his head, glanced at Lin Baici, and smiled: "Is this Pansi Cave? If I can eat it, what should I do?"

Now that this is all said, Lin Baici is no longer hypocritical.

In the proprietress' bedroom, there was a faint fragrance, and the decoration was very simple and elegant. The most things were books and magazines.

"Sit anywhere!"

Nangong Shu sat back on the bed, leaning her back against the head of the bed. This posture exposed her thighs: "Over there in Hong Kong City, there have been such gods, and there have been some that are very harmful to 'ghost monsters'. The gods of power, our side is Maoshan, on the boundary of Penglai, there have been such gods, but not many."

"Maoshan Taoist priest?"

Lin Baici laughed.

"Speaking of Taoists, there is a Julu God Ruin in Jizhou, which has existed for ten years. It is said that a meteor fell on Zhang Jiao's treasure, and radiated a lot of Taoism-like gods and taboos. It is very difficult to break!"

Seeing Lin Baici sitting on the stool, Nangong Shu muttered that he had no courage.

"Zhang Jiao? That great virtuous teacher from the Three Kingdoms?"

Lin Baici was surprised: "He still has treasures?"

"Yes, that's the leader of the Yellow Turban Army."

Nangong Shu smiled: "Do you think people who have climbed to this position will be poor ghosts? But whether it is related to Zhang Jiao or not, I don't know."

Lin Baici is currently more interested in Busan and the Qin Palace. Let's talk about this Julu God Market later.

"Over there in Hong Kong City, the most famous God Market is a gambling boat!"

Nan Gongshu continued: "At that time, a meteor hit the high seas, and it happened to affect this gambling ship. Most of the oriental horror elements you can think of are on it. It's no problem to say that there is a large collection of horror gods and taboo games!"

"Go up and play, it's definitely more enjoyable than visiting a haunted house!"

Nangong Shu looked at Lin Baici: "Are you interested?"

Lin Baici shook his head.

Funny?
I wouldn't even go to this god market if I was killed.

Lin Baici never watched Hong Kong-style or Japanese-style horror movies.

afraid!
"Some people say that this gambling boat god market can be ranked among the top ten most difficult god markets in Kyushu, but it was removed in the end, not even the Qin Palace!"

Nangong Shu wanted to see it, and wanted to enjoy the experience of being scared to pee.

"why?"

Lin Baici guessed: "Not difficult enough?"

"No, it's because this gambling ship has been drifting in the sea so far, and it can't be detected by radar or satellites at all, so whether the God Hunter can find it or not depends entirely on luck."

Nangong Shu explained: "In short, because too few people went up and too few people died, there is no reference value!"

"For example, Qin Gong, but several dragon-level ones have fallen!"

"That's spreading false rumors and scaring people!"

Lin Baici felt that there were too many people passing it on, which led to exaggerated words, which became more and more distorted.

"However, be careful. If you are going to play in Hong Kong City or Haojingao in the future, remember not to go out to sea by boat, because once you enter the range of that gambling boat, no matter what type of boat it is, it will lose control and eventually drift towards that boat." Gambling boat."

Nangong Shu reminded.

That gambling boat was like a catastrophe. When it met his boat, everyone on it died, and their deaths were in various ways.

Lin Baici didn't panic at all, anyway, he had no plans to go to Hong Kong City and Haojingao, so he definitely wouldn't encounter this gambling boat.

"If you want this kind of equipment, I can help you pay attention. Generally, there are more of them in Dongpu!"

Nangong Shu has a wide network of contacts and has such channels.

"Then trouble Auntie, help me to see if there is a taboo to 'kill ghosts', the price is not a problem."

Lin Baici smiled, very confident.

He doesn't have much money, but there are already more than 20 pieces of sacred items. If the things the proprietress finds are good enough, Lin Baici will not hesitate to exchange two for one.

Chatting with the proprietress was very pleasant. When Lin Baici noticed the time, it was already 2 o'clock in the morning, and he got up quickly: "Sorry, I delayed your sleep!"

"fine!"

Nangong Shuxin said, you don't intend to just leave, do you?
it's so late
Do something?

You look at this bed, it's so big and soft, you can just roll around on it.

"Rest early, don't send me off."

Lin Baici hurried out of the way and closed the door for the proprietress.

Nangongshu looked at the door, suddenly made a snort, and laughed at himself.

What happened to yourself?
After 20 years alone, why do you suddenly fall in love?

It can only be said that Lin Baici's appearance and personality made Nangongshu very satisfied.

In other words, Nangong Shu found a rough stone that had not been polished, and she wanted to play a cultivation game.

Think about it, the number one dragon-level god hunter in Kyushu was cultivated by himself.

How cool is that?

In today's society, there are too many bad women, Lin Baici is still young, in order for him not to be cheated, I have to give him strength.

……

Haijing Academy of Fine Arts, Building B, Art Room 302 on the third floor.

The night is already very quiet, like a black curtain, covering the earth, as if it wants to suffocate the dying old man of the world.

There are crickets chirping outside the window.

A girl has been sitting in front of the drawing board for a full six hours. She is motionless, like a statue.

The pale energy-saving lamp light fell on her tall figure, casting a shadow on the floor, like a ghost who had lost her soul.

The walls of this classroom are stained with various colors of paint, creating a ghostly atmosphere at midnight.

Crunch!

The door hinge rang, and a gray-haired man in his fifties came out.

"Shen Xin, you should go to sleep."

It was the deputy dean who came. He lives in the family courtyard of the Academy of Fine Arts. He just finished his work. When he was smoking on the balcony, he saw that the teaching building was still lit, so he knew that Shen Xin was still there, so he came to have a look. Look.

As a genius who had held an art exhibition in Paris, Shen Xin was qualified to have a classroom all to himself.

"Go soon!"

Shen Xin replied, but her body remained motionless, no matter how you looked at it, it was perfunctory.

But the vice president didn't blame her, instead he sighed in distress.

"Creation is not something that happens overnight..."

The vice president wanted to persuade Shen Xin not to ruin his body, but when his eyes fell on the drawing board in front of Shen Xin, his eyes froze.

How could this be?
The painting above is Shen Xin's imitation of Van Gogh's classic masterpiece "Sunflower".

When the deputy dean looked at it at noon, the golden and orange-red flowers were gorgeous in color and full of vitality. At a glance, people felt that life was so beautiful that they could not live up to time.

But looking at it now, under the pale light, the fluff of the true leaves on those flowers are like wriggling tentacles, and the flower center in the middle is more like the eyes of demons.

hiss!
The deputy dean gasped for a moment, goosebumps all over his body.

uncomfortable!Aversion to cold!
A crazy and weird feeling rushed over his face, like a big devil's hand, pinching the vice president's neck, almost suffocating him.

Why the same painting?

Just looking at different points in time, will there be such a big difference?
The vice president looked at Shen Xin.

This girl is beautiful and tall, usually alone, she talks very little.

Her cheeks were thin, and her complexion was as white as daylight. One could tell that she was unhealthy. Her long black hair was wrapped in a handkerchief into a big ball and tied behind her head.

The apron on his body was dripping with a lot of paint and it was in a mess.

"Dean, it's too late, go back to sleep!"

Shen Xin wanted to be alone.

"Genius is really different!"

The vice president sighed with emotion, and then persuaded: "Creators also need nourishment. You have been staying in the studio, and you know too little about this world."

"This National Day, the Egyptian embassy group will hold an exhibition of historical relics in the Haijing Museum to promote cultural exchanges between the two countries. Go and see it!"

"I don't like crowded places!"

Shen Xin refused.

She said whatever came to her mind, and she didn't change her attitude just because the other party was the vice president.

"I know you don't like crowds!"

The vice president took out a ticket: "The first three days are only for admission, there are few people, you can go and see, and the next four days, it will be open to the citizens of the whole city!"

"However, in the next four days, because there are too many people, more than a dozen precious cultural relics will be removed and will not be seen."

"Ok!"

Shen Xin nodded.

The deputy dean came over, put the tickets on Shen Xin's schoolbag, and then left. Before he left the classroom, he took another look at the oil painting.

The fruits in the middle of those sunflowers are like eyeballs, densely packed, like a devil coming out for a walk in the middle of the night.

Shen Xin didn't move the ticket and continued to be in a daze.

Li Jing got up early in the morning, went to the cafeteria to buy a steamed stuffed bun, and rushed to the classroom.

Since she was taught by Shen Xin last time, her drawing skills have improved by leaps and bounds, and she has been lucky recently, a game company asked her to draw a draft.

Although it is only a small company, the price of opening it is not low, allowing Li Jing to save a small coffers.

Room 302, the door is closed, but the lights are on.

"Shen Xin didn't stay up for another night, did he?"

Li Jing pushed open the door, stretched out her head like a hamster, and took a look. Her gaze was immediately attracted by the oil painting on the drawing board.

The morning light spilled into the window, some of which fell on the drawing board, and the sunflowers reflected in it were full of vigor, and a breath of a good harvest was coming.

This is a very warm oil painting.

It's like reading a heart-warming story.

Li Jing knocked on the door, then walked in: "Shen Xin, thank you for your previous advice!"

Shen Xin turned her head and hummed, which was regarded as a response.

Li Jing suddenly felt that such a dry thank you was too insincere, so she remembered the ticket she had just booked: "This National Day, there is an exhibition of ancient Egyptian cultural relics in the Provincial Museum. I have a ticket. If you have time, you can go to have a look!"

The ticket cost 350, which is a bit expensive, but Li Jing was willing to give it to Shen Xin.

"No need, it's already there."

Shen Xin refused.

"Oh!"

Li Jing was a little disappointed, and then she saw the oil painting in her schoolbag, and quickly took it out: "Shen Xin, can you give me some advice?"

This is her graduation project.

Shen Xin took a look.

This classmate imitated the Gallic painter Ingres' "Grand Ladies", and the original work is now in the Louvre.

"You put too much emphasis on women's physical characteristics. Sometimes, a proper cover-up is even more attractive!"

Shen Xin commented.

"Uh!"

Li Jing was a little embarrassed. Recently, she painted vertical paintings for that game company. What they wanted was big breasts, raised buttocks, and less fabric.

"How can you create good works if you are earning money without being shabby and hungry?"

Shen Xin smiled faintly: "As long as it incorporates your hard work and enthusiasm, she is a good work!"

"Thank you!"

Li Jing nodded hurriedly.

Shen Xin turned her head and continued to stare out the window in a daze.

Li Jing knew it was time to leave. After walking a few steps, she suddenly remembered something: "By the way, Lin Da Hungry has released a new video. Have you heard it? It's amazing!"

"Ok?"

Shen Xin frowned, put down her paintbrush, took out the long outdated mobile phone from her pocket, and clicked on Station B.

In the watch list, only Lin Da Hungry is the UP master.

Shen Xin clicked on his name, and sure enough, she saw a new video.

Click to play!

For what reason, this person has no image of self, image of no one, image of living beings, image of lifeless person.

All appearances are illusory. If you see all appearances and non-appearances, you will see the Tathagata.

……

It is the Diamond Sutra!
A warm and mellow voice flowed out of the phone, carrying the enlightenment and open-mindedness after eating all the fireworks in the world, and walked into Shen Xin's ears.

Shen Xin never cared about external objects such as mobile phones and clothes, but today, she had the urge to switch mobile phones.

Because the sound quality is so bad.

With the sound of chanting, sandalwood seemed to float in the classroom, and an eminent monk passed by barefoot and single-clothes, concentrating on preaching.

Shen Xin's irritability has subsided recently, and there seems to be a Buddha's heart condensed in her chest.

Li Jing originally wanted to chat with Shen Xin about Lin Da Hungry, but when she saw that Shen Xin had listened to it once and then started to replay it, she wisely left.

Shen Xin listened to it seven times, and she didn't stop until the phone was almost out of battery.

Lin Da Hungry's new video not only did not disappoint, but far exceeded expectations.

It's only been a few days, and the broadcast has reached 1000 million, and it looks like it will soon break through [-] million.

Shen Xin twitched her fingers, and the screen slid down to look at the comment area.

"I hope my mother is in good health and can live to be a hundred years old."

"I hope I can successfully go ashore this year and eat public meals!"

"Please let me find a girlfriend this year and get out of the singles successfully?"

In the comment area, all the messages are making wishes.

"what's the situation?"

Shen Xin was puzzled, followed by a chuckle, did this mean that Lin Da Hungry's video comment area was used as a wishing pool?
Some people left messages with patterns of incense and melons and fruits.

Shen Xin originally wanted to leave a message and talk about her thoughts, but seeing these 'wishes', she didn't want to disrupt the formation, so she gave up.

Just when she was about to close the app, she found a private message, she clicked on it, and found that it was from Lin Da Hungry.

"Thank you for your support, I specially made this "Diamond Sutra" for you, I hope you like it!"

"..."

Was it written for me?

The corner of Shen Xin's mouth curled up, revealing a smile.

what happened?

Suddenly there is a sense of happiness!
Shen Xin got up, raised her hands above her head, stretched, and when she was about to pack up her things and leave, she saw the oil painting on the drawing board again.

She shook her head, tore off the painting, tore it off, then picked up the brush, splashed ink, and in just over ten minutes, a "Sunflower" was born.

In the golden morning light, the flowers are full of hope.

When Shen Xin saw the tickets on the table, she was not in the mood to go, but now,
Going out for a walk is also good!

……

After Lin Baici and Xia Hongyao had a sumptuous breakfast at Nangongshu's house in the morning, they bid farewell and left.

"What are you going to do on National Day?"

Xia Hongyao stepped on the sun, jumping up and down.

"have not decided yet"

Lin Baici wanted to go home, but he also wanted to take advantage of the National Day to look at houses, buy a house, and then bring his mother over directly.

After all, buying a house is not buying Chinese cabbage, you still have to choose carefully.

For example, the surrounding environment, neighbors, residential property...

All this was known last night while chatting with Nangong Shu.

"Why don't you explore a god market?"

Xia Hongyao was in high spirits.

"Forget it!"

Lin Baici was speechless: "You haven't 'played' enough during this period of time? Ordinary god hunters have to catch up with so many rules and pollution, I am afraid that their spirits will collapse!"

"All right!"

Xia Hongyao was a little disappointed: "Then let's find a place to have fun?"

"stop!"

Lin Baici looked at Gao Ponytail: "I think this National Day, I should stay away from you. Every time you take me out to play, nothing good will happen!"

The broom star belongs to yes.

　I think the charm of Shen Xin's character is still written!

　
(End of this chapter)