I rely on reading to become the crumbs of the world

It was really the time when the curse spirits were high. Before they had time to chat with Haiyin Temple Ming, Yidizhi called them. The curse spirits appeared again in a nearby abandoned warehouse. It is said that the discoverer went to take risks because of the heat. The young man, the curse spirit appeared while playing a horror game, only one escaped and called the police.

Running to the abandoned warehouse in the suburbs in the middle of the night, Haiyin Siming was forcibly dragged by three people to follow him.

"At this time, a group of people ran to the haunted warehouse to play horror games, I really don't understand." Nagasaki Wild Rose kept shaking her head, "You can just play, don't be afraid, if you are afraid, the curse spirit will come out, horror is also negative emotion."

"It's probably because the weather is too hot." Knotabayu Yuhito raised his hand, "Because it's hot, I want to play horror games. If I'm afraid, my whole body will cool down!"

"Idiot." Fu Heihui concluded.

Haiyin Siming looked at them with a smile, "Actually, I'm quite scared."

Hearing this, the three of them looked at Haiyin Siming in unison, and then the three of them turned back at the same time.

Deceiving.

This guy is not afraid of curse spirits, let alone horror stories. When they met before, they studied the book classification of Haiyin Temple and found that there are quite a few horror novels. This person loves novels with unrealistic themes. Known as the scariest novels, he has collected them at home.

"Hey! I'm really scared, don't believe me!"

No one paid attention to him.

Came to the abandoned warehouse in this way, Haiyin Siming turned on his mobile phone and used a flashlight to shine on the surroundings. Although it was dark, he could see the surroundings. The wrapping paper left by those old people's dinners before was still thrown on the ground. Haiyin Siming frowned slightly, he smelled it A bloody smell.

"It's probably dead." Rose Nagasaki speculated, "It's in the warehouse."

"Yeah." Fu Heihui nodded, "It's an imaginary curse spirit."

"Pseudo-curse spirit?" Haiyin Siming approached, "What is that?"

"The imaginary mantra means that the object of fear does not exist, and the mantra gathered because of human imagination is equivalent to the materialization of horror legends." Nagasaki Wild Rose explained, "For example, here, this warehouse There have always been horror legends, legends that people were hanged inside, and some people would occasionally see white figures dangling when they went in."

"And ghost kills in people's warehouses."

Haiyin Siming rubbed his chin, "According to you, if I write a rather scary novel, if it arouses enough horror, can my novel materialize into a real ghost?"

"That's right." Knotweed Historic said: "So, Haiyin Temple, remember not to write horror novels, even if you write them, don't write too scary, it will become true."

"No, no, no, if I want to make the novel come true, I don't need human fear at all." Haiyin Siming said with a smile: "I can make the novel materialize casually."

The three first graders: ...

This guy!

I'm so sorry.

"Stop talking, let's go in first, Haiyin Temple, you are waiting for us outside, it shouldn't take long, protect yourself." After Fu Heihui explained, the three entered the warehouse. They were not worried about Haiyin Temple's life, because ordinary mantras would not A threat to Haiyin Temple's life.

Yidizhi had confirmed the level of the curse spirits here when he notified them, and they were indeed just some low-level curse spirits.

Watching them go in, although Haiyin Siming found a place to sit outside, he could still smell a faint smell of blood between his nostrils, Haiyin Siming pinched his nose with his hands, but the smell still entered his body In the nasal cavity, Haiyinsi ordered to put down his hand.

The smell... not quite right.

Haiyinsi ordered to stand up, and he was about to enter the warehouse, but at that moment, with a bang, a big stone fell from the sky, blocking the door into the warehouse, and Haiyinsi ordered to take two steps back. To be crushed under a stone.

Although he won't die, the thought of being crushed by a stone is disgusting.

"It's a surprise, isn't it?" Xia Youjie stood on the top of the warehouse and looked at Haiyin Siming, with a subtle smile on his face, "A mysterious person who has attracted a lot of attention has appeared."

Haiyinsi ordered to continue to retreat, and the moonlight poured down, making Xia Youjie's figure look particularly slender.

"who is it?"

"Would you like to join us?" Xia Youjie stretched out his hand towards Haiyin Siming in response to the question, "Create a beautiful world where there will no longer be stupid ordinary people, but only magicians and magic spirits. The weak do not deserve to live in this world." world, but you can."

Haiyin Siming blinked his eyes, and the smell of blood in his nostrils became stronger and stronger, "Are you a curse spirit?"

"No, I'm a curse master."

Haiyin Si ordered to cover his nose, "The reason why the case happened here is because of you?"

"Of course, I put the curse spirits in this warehouse, and then attracted the magicians. The three little ghosts in the first grade are obviously very suitable for dealing with these low-level curse spirits. Originally, my goal was just to double-face the ghosts. I will meet you by accident."

"No."

Haiyin Siming frowned and wanted to go in, but was stopped by Xia Youjie the next moment.

"Are you worried about those three magicians? There are only low-level magic spirits inside. If you insist on keeping them, it's okay." Xia Youjie said, "Tell me where you came from?"

"Are you sure there are only low-level spell spirits inside?"

"of course."

"There is something wrong with your brain." Haiyin Siming looked at him in shock, "Let's not talk about how no ordinary people can provide negative emotions to the curse spirit. The place you chose is too coincidental. You said there are no high-level curse spirits here? As a curse master , you even made a wrong judgment?"

Xia Youjie frowned slightly, "What are you talking about?"

The place he chose was a warehouse without a curse spirit. He didn't intend to kill the first-year kid.Is there a high-level spell spirit here?

"Can't you smell the blood here?" Haiyin Siming looked into Xia Youjie's eyes.

"In literary and artistic works, authors often describe death. Whether it is abstract stream of consciousness or realism, there is one thing in common, that is, pain, disappearance, and blood." Haiyin Siming said again, "You can't smell the blood here taste?"

Xia Youjie turned his head away, he lowered his head, a stream of blood slowly overflowed from the ground, and the sticky blood climbed onto his shoes little by little.

This is an abandoned warehouse with few horror legends. It stands to reason that there will be some small low-level spell spirits, but this warehouse is clean.

It's not because there are few people who believe in this horror legend, but because at the bottom of this warehouse, a bigger curse spirit was born.

death.

The human fear of death.

……

The fear of death is engraved in the human soul.

Even those who are seeking death will subconsciously act to protect themselves at the moment of death, which is the instinct of human beings to survive.

Haiyinsi ordered to crash into the warehouse directly, he didn't care what the guy named Xia Youjie outside the door would do with the blood stains outside, after all, that guy was completely covered in blood.

The fear of death is not limited to human beings, even the curse spirits don't care much about death, so the target of death is: all human beings + curse spirits.

This is the reason why there is no magic spirit in this warehouse.

"Knotweed? Knotweed Yuren!" Hai Yinji called the name of Knotweed Yuren in the dark warehouse, but he didn't feel it outside, but after entering, he realized that the warehouse was too big, and the flashlight on his mobile phone could only be seen in the empty space. groping.

Haiyin Siming endured the bloody smell in his nose and continued to search for the three people who came in before, "Fuhei? Nazaki?"

"Cough, cough, cough."

A cough sounded, and Haiyin Temple hurriedly ran towards the sound, "Kagizaki, is that you?"

"I'm here." Nagasaki Wild Rose's voice was very weak. When Kaiyin Temple ran over, she saw Nagasaki Wild Rose lying in the ruins. Blood was dripping from her forehead, and her right arm had been twisted into a strange position. Struggling to stand up, Haiyin Siming hurriedly supported her.

"Are you okay?"

"Why did you come in?" Nagasaki Wild Rose coughed out a mouthful of blood, "Get out of here quickly, this place is definitely not a low-level curse spirit."

It can even be said that Nagasaki Wild Rose has never seen such an evil curse spirit.

When entering the warehouse, Nagasaki Ye Qiangwei suddenly found that Yuzu Yuuhito and Fugurohui had disappeared, and she became nervous instantly, but there was no magic spirit at all. Just when she was feeling puzzled, a voice suddenly appeared in her ear, She heard a man scolding.

A huge black man came over, and he slapped Nagasaki Wild Rose. At that moment, Nagasaki Wild Rose was horrified to find that she couldn't move, and could only watch the monster's slap.

The man kept beating her, and finally pinched Nagasaki Yeqiangwei's neck with his hands. Nagasaki Yeqiangwei desperately wanted to resist, but she couldn't move at all.

Under the man's more and more forceful hand strength, Nagasaki Yaqiang almost suffocated, and she felt death.

While groping around on the ground, Nagasaki Yeqiangwei touched a piece of wood and smashed the piece of wood with all her strength, but the man fell to the ground with only a very light force. The man grabs his arm.

The arm was broken at that time.

"It's very strange here." Nagasaki Wild Rose wiped the blood on his forehead, "I seem to be substituting into someone to experience the death of this person. I killed that curse spirit at the very moment, but that curse spirit But it turned into a puddle of blood and disappeared."

"I suspect that everything here is not true."

Haiyin Siming sighed, "It really fits the feeling of death."

"How is it outside?"

"It's also eroded, and it's probably expanding." Kaiyin Temple ordered Nagasaki Wild Rose to lean against the wall, "Although this is an abandoned warehouse, it is very close to the city. If you continue to expand, probably all ordinary people will suffer from you. What happened just now."

Nagasaki Ye Qiangwei clicked her tongue, "How could Gaozhuan even make a mistake in judging this?"

"It's not the problem of the high school." Haiyin Siming sighed, "If we have to find out the root of the problem, it's that the curse spirit is too good at hiding, and a curse master outside is also trapped."

"Also, what about the knotweed and Fuhei?"

"I don't know, it should be a little further inside." Nagasaki Wild Rose supported the wall with her left hand and stood up, "Go find them, I'll try to contact Mr. Wujo, this place is not something that ordinary magicians can solve, sorry, Haiyin Temple, I didn't expect to involve you again."

Haiyin Siming smiled and shook his head, "It's okay, I'm fine."

Continuing to walk inside the warehouse, Haiyin Siming saw Fu Heihui being hoisted in the second warehouse. He grabbed the rope that hung him hard, but it seemed that he was almost exhausted.

"Fuhei?"

The moment Haiyin Siming opened his mouth, the rope broke instantly, and Fu Heihui fell to the ground coughing continuously, with blood dripping on his neck, he grabbed his throat and spit out a mouthful of blood.

"Ahem, it's suicide."

"what?"

Fu Heihui held his neck and stood up, "That guy committed suicide. He tied the rope himself, kicked the stool away, and then repented when he was suffocated. He began to struggle and fear, but the more he struggled, the tighter the rope became, and finally he died like this Lost."

"I thought I was really going to die."

Haiyinsi ordered to go over and support him, "How are you doing?"

"Fortunately, I have experienced the feeling of death." Fu Heihui shook his head, "This is an illusion, it should be substituted into some scenes to completely replace the person who died at that time, Haiyin Temple, have you seen the knotweed again? ?”

Haiyin Temple shook his head, "Nagizaki is outside, she is trying to notify the high school that the curse spirit is expanding outside."

"I see." Fu Heihui stood up, "Let's go separately to find the knotweed, I'm worried about him."

"Ok?"

"You should know this. Knotweed's desire to survive is not as strong as imagined, especially, ahem, especially what he wants is to die surrounded by flowers, so if he is also tricked, it happens to be In that scene, he would really let go of his obsessions and go straight to death."

"He, ahem, he will really die."

Haiyin Siming nodded, "Understood, then let's split up."

Death is an abstract word in the writer's pen. Countless people describe the feeling of death, countless people are describing him, and countless people want to try to express the sense of despair with words.

But what is death?

Haiyin Siming walked quietly in the warehouse. He had no fear of death, because he was an immortal being, so he could quietly look at many things. When he opened the warehouse door in front of him, Haiyin Siming saw a piece of blooming.

What the flowers exude is not a fragrance, but a bloody smell mixed with a strange aroma. Haiyin Siming stood at the door of the warehouse and looked inside quietly.

In the middle of the flowers, the boy was lying in it, his eyes were closed, and he looked quite peaceful.

He is sleeping, he is dying, surrounded by flowers.

"It's really an indescribable picture, isn't it, Haiyin Temple." Standing beside Haiyin Temple Ming, Katsuobu Yuren, he stared straight at the flowers and the young man in front of him, "Many people are sad for his death, Everyone was saying he didn't deserve to die."

"Is this the death you're after?" Haiyin Siming looked into the eyes of Yuzu Hirohito, "The right death you're after."

"Ah, that's how it should be." Knotabagi Yujin nodded casually, "I will go to hell with all my sins, and I won't let the two-faced Su Nuo come out to harm ordinary people. This kind of death is the most correct death I chose. "

Haiyin Siming didn't continue talking, but just looked at him.

"But, but..." Yuzu Yuhito lowered his head.

"However, the moment I saw this picture, what I felt was neither relief nor longing, but terror."

Yuzu Yujin raised his hand and looked at his palm, his eyes were at a loss, "I'm afraid of this picture."

Obviously it was the way of death he chose, but he was afraid of this picture, and after all, it was himself who ended up with this ending.

"Haiyin Temple." Knotweed Yuren called Haiyinsi's name helplessly, "Why am I doing this?"

"Terror is not a mistake. Fear of death is a very normal thing." Haiyin Siming took the hand of Yuzu Yuren and pulled him out of this illusion step by step, "Do you know? Every human being in this world will There are subconscious acts of self-preservation, even suicide."

"It's a fairly normal thing to do."

"But……"

Haiyin Siming smiled and said, "Don't choose death."

"Kobashi Yuhito, do you know what you've been missing all this time?"

"I……"

"You lack the fear of death." Haiyin Siming said: "From the moment you choose the right way to die, your concept of death has been distorted, and the definition of death you distorted has continued until now, so I really feel sorry for you. Glad you still have a fear of death."

Kunzhang Youroto looked at Haiyin Siming blankly, "Is this a good thing?"

"Of course." Haiyin Siming said: "Because you have a sense of fear of death, you will live better. Knowing the direction of your choice may not be as easy as you think."

"Actually, human beings are not born to die, but to exist."

"The fate of Haiyin Temple?"

Haiyin Siming nodded, "You have to live in order to get more things. You have to be afraid of death, because it is a normal and necessary thing."

"You have regained your fear, maybe I should feel more at ease."

"Haiyin Temple?"

Haiyinsi ordered him to be pulled out, and then pushed him out of the flowers.

"I couldn't stay here for too long, and now I feel relieved, then, goodbye." Haiyin Siming said with a smile: "Remember this fear and live well."

Knotaba Yuhito fell to the ground with a bang, he blinked, and what he saw was a pitch-black ceiling.

"Knotweed?" Fu Heihui hurried over, "Are you okay? Where's Haiyin Temple?"

"Haiyin Temple..." Yuzu Yujin sat up, he was silent for three seconds, and then continued, "It should be to continue traveling to collect materials for writing novels."

"See you again."

The author has something to say: Hundred chapters *★, °*:.☆(￣▽￣)/$:*.°★*.Sprinkle flowers!

The super-level mantra is original, just to write a little about life and death of Polygonum cuspidatum.