Light Keeper

Chapter 952: Demon Seed 1
Song Shuyun already had a general idea of ​​her mission background, so she sent Feng Miao away.

At this time, Liu Guang had sorted out the things that needed to be investigated.

"There are many kinds of demons, and different planes have different definitions. Most of them are formed by the condensation of negative energy."

"There are also some special ones that are not like this, but those have nothing to do with our mission this time."

"The demon seed in this mission is a typical demon seed condensed with negative energy. The sacrifice that needs to be urged is the most important person in the host's heart. The more sacrifices, the stronger the energy of the demon seed."

Song Shuyun's eyes almost popped out when she heard this, this task is a bit evil!
"Are there any other missions like this?"

Aren't our lamp keepers a positive role?

Are all mission steps Guang Weizheng?

Even if some methods are not glorious, they can still be regarded as flawless...

In the end, what is this task! ?

Song Shuyun couldn't get over this hurdle in her heart.

"Of course! This is also the reason why the guardian of the lamp needs to do this kind of task. If the demon seed wants to be taken out, it must be triggered first. If it is not the guardian of the lamp, but someone else, then you will probably Just imagine!"

Even though she said that, Song Shuyun still couldn't accept it.

"But the person who was put in the heart of the host is innocent after all, just because of this, he was sacrificed, how innocent!"

Liu Guang froze for a moment, but replied in an instant.

"This sacrifice is not what you think. This kind of sacrifice actually sacrifices the negative energy of the host at a certain moment, not the soul or life. There is room for maneuver!"

Song Shuyun raised her eyebrows and understood immediately.

That is to say, if the demon seed absorbs the energy of pain, it can be obtained as long as it makes the host suffer. If he sees the death of his relatives, he will be in pain. As long as he feels painful emotions at this moment, but later finds that the relatives actually It is also reasonable that God is not dead.

However, this is obviously more difficult than actually killing a person, the middle size is not easy to grasp, we still have to look at the specific situation when the time comes.

"I understand that! Then how do we determine what kind of monster the host in our mission has? Is there any way to detect it?"

"There is no way to detect it, but the demon species is not parasitic to everyone. What is needed is a person who fits with it. As long as you know the person's life, you can probably know what kind of demon species it is. Because the demon species are different, There are also many different ways of offering sacrifices.”

One person, one system explained a lot of details about the characteristics of the devil seed, and at the end, Song Shuyun asked how to take it out.

"The Lantern Keeper is sensitive to the demon-seed, and can be taken out as long as it is triggered. After the demon-seed is taken out, whether the host will die depends on how deeply his soul is entangled with the demon-seed. The deeper the entanglement, the greater the chance of death." The higher the rate."

Song Shuyun did not expect this to happen.

"I always thought that the demon seed absorbed so much negative energy from a person, as long as it is taken out, the host will die!"

Liu Guang quickly explained.

"Based on the data up to now, the mortality rate of the host after the demon-seed is taken out is only about 40.00%. will die!"

This data shocked Song Shuyun.

"40.00%! According to what you said, it's a lot!"

Song Shuyun is definitely finding fault. After all, the devil seed is not an ordinary thing. Being able to choose a host means that there is something wrong with the person himself.

"40.00% is already very little. About 60.00% of the surviving hosts, most of their demon seeds are obsession and hatred, etc. After they get what they want, they will be taken out with a little control. In other words, these people are even If there is no spirit of keeping the lamp, it may not be possible to do anything harmful to the sky and reason in the future."

"As for the demon species that are truly compatible with desire, basically no host can survive..."

Of course, the reasons needn't be said, Song Shuyun could understand it just by listening to it.

The entanglement between those people and the demons must be serious, or in other words, even if there are no demons, they are demons themselves.

"It's almost there. There is nothing special to prepare for this mission. Let's start the mission!"

As soon as the words fell, Song Shuyun's eyes blurred, and she was already sitting on a desk with the lamp on, and there was a book that had been read many times in front of her.

Song Shuyun didn't take time to read the book, because there was no plot reminder, she just closed her eyes and recalled the client's memory and her mission goal this time.

The host of the demon species is named Xiao Rong, 44 years old this year, and lives in another city far away from the county where the client is at the moment.

The client, Feng Miao, did not have the slightest memory of this person, as if they were two completely different people.

But this is just a superficial phenomenon, she doesn't think that the main god will let her choose a person who has nothing to do with the mission goal to do this.

If she doesn't know the connection between the two now, it can only be because she still knows too little about the target.

Just as he was thinking, the chair behind him was suddenly kicked.

Song Shuyun turned her head to look.

The client, Feng Miao, lived in a [-]-square-meter apartment with two bedrooms and one living room. He originally had his own bedroom, but when his younger brother was four years old, he said that all the children in the kindergarten began to live alone, so they insisted on asking for their own bedroom. Feng Miao I went to sleep on the balcony.

Her 'room' was separated from the living room only by a curtain.

Now that the curtain was lifted, five-year-old Feng Jie ran over. When he saw Song Shuyun turned to look at him, he immediately smiled flatteringly, and took out a box of cards from behind.

"Sister, help me tear it up!"

The cards in the box are all in small packages. There are sixty bags in a big box, and there are five cards in each bag.

It is not uncommon for other people's children to buy only one bag at a time, but Feng Jie can buy one box at a time.

Song Shuyun felt a little panicked, she hadn't thought of what happened before her death for a long time, at this moment, she and Feng Miao couldn't help feeling a little empathetic.

Feng Miao has to think about it for two days to buy a head flower, but Feng Jie can spend money lavishly at a young age. Every time I talk to my parents, they will not talk about Feng Jie, they will only ask Feng Miao if he dislikes them I was poor in my early years, so I didn't treat her well...

"sister……"

Feng Jie moved closer, lifted the box and put it on the table, his eyes sparkling.

Song Shuyun's embarrassment was not with one child, and she said that it is not about the few but the unevenness. Many things are not at fault with Feng Jie, but with the parents of Feng's family.

She touched Feng Jie's head with a smile, took out scissors from the pen holder on the table, picked up a dozen packaging bags in one hand, shook the card to one side, cut the package with scissors, and then It fell on the table.

Feng Jie stood on tiptoe and couldn't see the situation on the table, so he anxiously stepped on Song Shuyun's stool to look up.

Seeing that he was anxious, Song Shuyun stood up and hugged him onto the stool. Feng Jie was dishonest, stood up directly, and said excitedly.

"Sister! You are so amazing! Ahhhhh..."

Speaking of being excited, he still had to climb up the table, before Song Shuyun held him down, Cai Yun, Feng's mother, heard the sound.

Seeing Song Shuyun and Feng Jie not knowing what to do on the balcony, they immediately said.

"Miaomiao, why don't you let my brother sleep so late, don't let him play!"

She seemed to be in a bad mood, and she was very haggard, Song Shuyun's expression immediately became indifferent.

"Well, I'll let him go back after I finish cutting these cards for him."

While talking, she quickly cut open those card packages, dumped the cards inside on the table, and let Feng Jie make gestures over and over the cards, while she packed up the packages and threw them into the trash can beside her. inside.

On the balcony, her place is very small. There is only a chest of drawers for all her clothes, a [-] cm wide single bed and a small desk. Under the desk are neatly piled up the textbooks she used to study. and notes.

Looking at this situation, Song Shuyun wondered in her heart whether the client also had her own obsession with studying, thinking that if she had time, she could work hard.

Just as he was thinking, Mother Feng had come over to take Feng Jie away.

Feng Jie, who was having fun, was naturally unwilling, and Lai was arguing there.

Mother Feng slapped him twice in a fit of anger, which brought tears to his eyes, and the two left the balcony. Mother Feng also turned off the lamp on Song Shuyun's desk.

One big and one small left the living room noisyly and returned to their respective rooms, leaving Song Shuyun alone in the dark living room with a deep sigh.

Obviously the Feng family is not that difficult, but the two elders of the Feng family feel uncomfortable seeing their daughter spend an extra penny.

There are no ups and downs in this kind of day, but all the trivial things piled up together, which is very suffocating.

Song Shuyun was able to see at night, so naturally she didn't turn on the lamp to provoke her. She just picked up Feng Jie's soiled cushion and patted it twice in the dark, and wiped the chair with the rag beside the bed before putting it back.

I didn't talk all night, and the next morning, Feng's father got up at four o'clock and was ready to go to work. Song Shuyun thought he was noisy, so he also got up, ready to go out to see the situation, and solve the Feng family's matter as soon as possible.

She looked through the client's things, and took out the more than 200 yuan that Feng Miao had saved for several years.

When Father Feng saw that she had gotten up too, he said to her while washing his face.

"Just cook some noodles for me. There is still some food on the balcony. If you don't eat it, it will rot!"

Song Shuyun paused when she was about to go out, Wei Wei recalled that the client had to get up to cook every day.

And the family of four had to cook three meals.

Feng's father eats noodles, noodle soup and so on every day, and Feng's mother eats water rice and side dishes every day. Cooking with the leftovers from last night, no matter whether it is cooked well or not, it will always take a lot of work.

As for Feng Jie, it's even more pressing. She has sandwiches every day and rice, so she has eggs, meat and vegetables, which are nutritious and healthy, but it's a pity that she has to fry eggs and meatloaf every day!
Sure enough, there is a reason for getting up at four in the morning!
Song Shuyun exhaled, this is not unbearable, after all, most families have to go through such an ordinary life.

Song Shuyun's cooking skills are good, and her speed is quite good. She quickly cooked a big bowl of noodles for Feng's father.

The noodles are all ready-made, but it's just a waste of cooking effort.

After Feng's father washed up, he changed into his overalls again, shaved, tidied himself upright, and then sat on the dining table and ate noodles with a snort.

"Miaomiao, your noodles are delicious today!"

When he was full, Father Feng wiped his mouth, left the house without clearing away the dishes and only gave a symbolic word of encouragement.

Song Shuyun rolled her eyes when she saw the noodle soup that had collapsed on the table, and went to carry the bowls and chopsticks and wipe the table before continuing to work in the kitchen.

When everything was packed, it was already 07:30 when we went out.

Fortunately, Feng Jie didn't need to send her to kindergarten, otherwise she would have a bigger head.

She went straight to the place of work, and went directly to resign. Cutting the mess quickly is what she needs to do now, and there are so many tasks ahead, and she still doesn't know anything about Xiao Rong, so it's meaningless to waste here.

After that, she went to buy a ticket to the city the day after tomorrow.

She already has a certain understanding of people like the Feng family, and believes that it can be done within two days.

After that, she went to check the legal regulations here, and printed out several agreements according to the standard template.

I also contacted some recruiting units in the city, asked about the salary and treatment, and then went home after I had an idea.

It was still afternoon, and Song Shuyun didn't eat out in order to save money. She had bought the train tickets and so on, and she didn't have much money left in her pocket. Mother Feng would definitely not give it to her again. She could save whatever she could now. It'll be fine after this for a while.

Mother Feng was not at home, so Song Shuyun began to pack her things. She didn't have a suitcase, so she just found a bigger eco-friendly bag to make do with. Anyway, she didn't have much. Feng Miao didn't even have a bottle of decent cosmetics, nor clothes. No two pieces, sorted out quickly.

As soon as she finished tidying up, Father Feng entered the door wearily.

Seeing Song Shuyun here, he couldn't help but froze for a moment, then immediately frowned.

"Why did you come back?"

Song Shuyun didn't want to cause conflicts, thinking about talking about the things she had decided together after Feng's mother came back, so she said perfunctorily.

"I'm not feeling well, come back early today."

The worry in Feng's father's eyes flashed, and he asked a few more simple questions. Seeing that Song Shuyun's situation seemed to be beyond the level of asking for leave, he began to complain.

"Try not to ask for leave if there are no big things. It's 200 yuan for full attendance a month! You say how many jobs I do to earn back [-] yuan. You're good. You took leave and came back without big things!"

"Now it's not the same as before. You still have a younger brother. We don't earn more now. When your mother and I die in the future, won't it be your burden..."

Song Shuyun swept away without saying a word, pretending not to hear.

Seeing her like this, Father Feng took off his hard work clothes and threw it directly on her lap. Song Shuyun's body reacted quickly, and she moved her footsteps in an instant, and fled away lightly. Before she could say anything, Father Feng had already opened his mouth. .

"If you don't go to work, wash my clothes too. Don't point at your mother to wash them. You are such an adult, you feel sorry for us!"

Song Shuyun let out a deep breath, and instantly crushed the mop pole in her hand.

Sure enough, if it wasn't my own father, I couldn't bear it for a second!
(End of this chapter)