I feed on gods

"What's the use of this thing?"

Lin Baici didn't believe in ghosts and gods. He felt that there were no ghosts in the world, so it was probably an exaggeration for the god to say that he could see ghosts with this thing.

[Seeing things that the human eye cannot see. 】

"Can I see Sadako or Nie Xiaoqian?"

Lin Baici wanted to roll his eyes, but after he said this, he suddenly froze.

etc!

There are no ghosts in the world, but there are things that are tabooed by gods. If there is a scary video tape, or the tomb is contaminated by the remains of gods, maybe ghosts may actually appear.

Thinking of this, Lin Baici felt a little numb.

Because he found that he did not have the magic weapon to kill ghosts,

This is more troublesome.

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

Boom!

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 her charming collarbone could be seen: "What's wrong?"

"I just opened the gift box that the crazy maid gave me. Inside was an oil lamp with 'certain dirty things' visible. I want to ask, have there been any monster-like gods in the world?"

Lin Baici humbly asked for advice.

"..."

Nangong Shu wanted to say,

That's it?

If I had known I wouldn't have opened the door for you.

I was expecting it in vain!

"You mean the shrine with monsters like ghosts and ghosts, right?"

Nangong understood in a few seconds: "There are ghosts in Europe, and we also have ghosts here, but the most common ones are in Japan. All kinds of dirty things emerge in an endless stream. They have a 'hundred ghosts walking at night', which is no joke."

"How to kill this kind of monster? Do I need to use special weapons?"

Lin Baici didn't expect it to happen, and hoped not to encounter it in the future.

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

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

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

"Come in and talk!"

Nangong Shu invited Lin Bai into the bedroom.

"Let's 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 turned back, glanced at Lin Baici, and smiled: "Am I Pansi Cave? Can I eat you or what?"

Having said this, Lin Baici stopped being pretentious.

There was a faint fragrance in the boss lady's bedroom, and the decoration was very elegant. The most common things were books and magazines.

"Sit anywhere!"

Nangong Shu sat back on the bed, leaning against the head of the bed. This posture exposed her thighs: "There have been such sacred ruins in Hong Kong City, and there have been some leaks that were very harmful to 'ghost monsters'. The sacred taboo of power, our place is Maoshan, Penglai, there have been such sacred ruins, but not many."

"Maoshan Taoist?"

Lin Baici smiled.

"Speaking of Taoist priests, there is a Giant Deer Divine Ruins in Jizhou that has existed for ten years. It is said that a meteor hit Zhang Jiao's treasure and radiated many Taoist sacred objects. It is quite difficult to break!"

Nangong Shu saw Lin Baici sitting on the stool and muttered that he was not a coward.

"Zhang Jiao? That great teacher of the Three Kingdoms?"

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

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

Nangong Shu smiled: "Do you think a person who has climbed to such a status will be a poor man? But I don't know if it is related to Zhang Jiao."

Lin Baici is currently more interested in Busan and Qin Palace. Let’s talk about this Giant Deer God Ruins later.

"The most famous shrine in the harbor city is a gambling boat!"

Nangong Shu continued: "There was a meteor that hit the high seas, and it happened to affect this gambling boat. Most of the oriental horror elements you can think of are on it. Let's talk about a collection of horror and taboo games, no problem!"

"Going up there and having fun is definitely more enjoyable than visiting a haunted house!"

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

Lin Baici shook his head.

Funny?

Even if you kill me, I will not go to this sacred ruins.

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

Afraid!

"Some people said that this gambling ship can be ranked among the top ten most difficult gods in Kyushu, but in the end it was removed from the list. It is not even as good as the Qin Palace!"

Nangong Shu wanted to experience it and enjoy the experience of being scared to the point of peeing.

"Why?"

Lin Baici guessed: "Not difficult enough?"

"No, this gambling boat is still drifting on the sea and cannot be detected by radar or satellite. Therefore, whether the divine hunter can find it depends on luck."

Nangong Shu explained: "In short, because too few people went up, too few people died, so it has no reference value!"

"For example, Qin Gong has lost several dragon-level people!"

"That's just spreading rumors, and it's scary!"

Lin Baici felt that more people were spreading the word, which led to exaggeration and more and more distortion.

"But be careful. If you go to Hong Kong City or Hao Jing'ao to play in the future, remember not to go out on a boat, because once you enter the range of that gambling boat, no matter what type of boat, the boat will lose control and eventually float towards that gambling boat. Gambling on boats.”

Nangong Shu reminds.

That gambling boat was like a disaster star. When it encountered his boat, all the people on it died, and the deaths were in all kinds of strange ways.

Lin Baici was not panicked at all. He had no plans to go to Hong Kong City or Haojing Ao anyway, so he would definitely not encounter this gambling boat.

"If you want this kind of equipment, I can help you keep an eye out for it. There are usually more in Japan!"

Nangong Shu has many connections and has such channels.

"Then I'd like to ask Aunt Shu to help me find out if there are any sacred items that 'kill ghosts'. Price is not an issue."

Lin Baici smiled slightly, very confident.

He didn't have much money, but he had more than 20 sacred items. If the items found by the landlady were good enough, Lin Baici would not hesitate to exchange two for one.

It was a pleasure chatting with the landlady. When Lin Baici noticed the time, it was already 2 o'clock in the morning. He quickly got up: "Sorry, I delayed your sleep!"

"fine!"

Nangong Shuxin said, you are not planning to leave just like that, are you?

It's so late,

Don't you want to do something?

You look at this bed. It's so big and soft. You can roll around when you lie on it.

"Go to rest early and don't send me away."

Lin Baici quickly stepped out and helped the landlady close the door.

Nangong Shu looked at the door, suddenly let out a chuckle, and laughed at himself.

What's wrong with you?

After being alone for twenty years, why do you suddenly fall in love?

It can only be said that Lin Baici's appearance and personality made Nangong Shu very fond of him.

In other words, Nangong Shu discovered an unpolished rough stone, and she wanted to play a development game.

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

How cool would that be?

There are too many bad women in today's society, and Lin Baici is still young. In order for him not to be deceived, I have to strengthen him.

…

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

The night was already very quiet, like a black curtain covering the earth, as if it was trying to cover up the aging old man of the world.

There are crickets chirping outside the window.

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

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

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

Crunch!

The door hinge clicked, and a man with gray hair, probably in his fifties, came out.

"Shen Xin, you should go to bed."

The person who came was the deputy dean. He lived in the family courtyard of the Academy of Fine Arts. He had just finished his work. When he was smoking on the balcony, he saw that the lights were still on in the teaching building, so he knew that Shen Xin was still there, so he came over to take a look. look.

As a genius who had held an art exhibition in Paris, Shen Xin was entitled to a classroom to herself.

"Go soon!"

Shen Xin responded, but his body remained motionless, which seemed to be perfunctory.

But instead of blaming her, the vice-dean sighed distressedly.

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

The vice-dean wanted to persuade Shen Xin not to burn out his body, but when his eyes fell on the drawing board in front of Shen Xin, he was stunned.

how so?

The painting above is Van Gogh's classic "Sunflowers" imitated by Shen Xin.

When the deputy dean looked at it at noon, the golden and orange-red flowers were gorgeous in color and full of vitality. One glance made people feel that life is so beautiful that time cannot be wasted.

But looking at it now, under the pale light, the true leaf fluff on those flowers looks like wriggling tentacles, and the center of the flower is more like the eyes of a devil.

hiss!

The deputy dean suddenly gasped and had goosebumps all over his body.

Uncomfortable! Aversion to cold!

A crazy and weird feeling rushed towards him, like a demon's big hand, strangling the vice dean's neck, almost suffocating him.

Why the same painting?

Just looking at it 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. She usually keeps to herself and talks very little.

Her cheeks were thin and her complexion was as white as if she had not seen the sun all day long. It was obvious at a glance that she was unhealthy. Her long black hair was wrapped into a big ball with a handkerchief and tied at the back of her head.

The apron on her body was dripping with paint and was messy.

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

Shen wanted to be alone.

"Geniuses are indeed different!"

The vice-dean sighed with emotion, and then persuaded: "Creators also need nutrients and irrigation. You have been staying in the studio and know too little about the world."

"This National Day, the Egyptian embassy will hold an exhibition of historical relics at 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 did not change her attitude just because the other party was the vice dean.

"I know you don't like crowds!"

The deputy dean took out a ticket: "You can enter with a ticket in the first three days. There are few people. You can go and have a look. In the next four days, it will be open to all citizens of the city!"

"But 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."

"Um!"

Shen Xin nodded.

The vice-dean came over, put the ticket on Shen Xin's schoolbag, and then left. Before leaving the classroom door, he took another look at the oil painting.

The fruits among the sunflowers are like eyeballs, densely packed, as if a devil is taking a walk in the middle of the night.

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

Li Jing got up early, went to the cafeteria, bought a bun, and rushed to the classroom.

Since being tutored by Shen Xin last time, her painting skills have improved by leaps and bounds. Recently, she has been blessed with good luck. A game company has requested a painting from her.

Although it was only a small company, the prices offered were not low, allowing Li Jing to save a small sum of money.

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

"Shen Xin won't stay up all night again, right?"

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

The morning light shines through the window, and some of it falls on the painting board. The sunflowers reflected are full of vitality, and a breath of harvest is coming.

This is a very warm oil painting.

It feels like reading a heart-warming story.

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

Shen Xin turned around and hummed in 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 at the Provincial Museum. I have a ticket. If you have time, you can go have a look!"

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

"No, it's already there."

Shen Xin refused.

"oh!"

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

This is her graduation project.

Shen Xin took a look.

This classmate imitated "The Grand Odalisque" by the Gallic painter Ingres, the original of which is now in the Louvre.

"You put too much emphasis on women's physical characteristics. Sometimes, covering it up just right can actually make it more attractive!"

Shen Xin commented.

"Well!"

Li Jing was a little embarrassed. She recently painted a portrait for that game company, and what they wanted was big breasts, perky hips, and less fabric.

"How can you create good works when you are making money, not living in poverty, and being hungry?"

Shen Xin smiled lightly: "As long as your hard work and enthusiasm are incorporated, she will be a good work!"

"Thanks!"

Li Jing nodded hurriedly.

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

Li Jing knew it was time to say goodbye. She walked a few steps and suddenly remembered something: "By the way, Mr. Lin has posted a new video. Did you listen? It's great!"

"Um?"

Shen Xin raised her eyebrows, put down her brush, took out the long-outdated mobile phone from her pocket, and clicked on Station B.

In the watch list, there is only one UP master named Lin Daxuren.

Shen Xin clicked on his name and saw a new video.

Click to play!

Why, this person has no self-image, no one, no living beings, and no lifespan.

All appearances are false. If you see all appearances as non-appearances, you will see the Tathagata.

…

It’s the Diamond Sutra!

The warm and mellow voice flowed out from the mobile phone, and entered Shen Xin's ears with the enlightenment and open-mindedness after experiencing all the fireworks in the world.

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

Because the sound quality is so bad.

Along with the sound of chanting, sandalwood seemed to float in the classroom, and an eminent monk passed by barefoot and undressed, concentrating on preaching.

Shen Xin's recent irritable mood subsided, and there seemed to be a Buddha's heart condensing in his chest.

Li Jing originally wanted to chat with Shen Xin about Lin Dasheng, but when Shen Xin finished listening to it and started playing it again, she wisely left.

Shen Xin listened to it seven times. She didn't stop until her phone was almost out of battery.

Not only did Lin Da Hungry’s new video not disappoint, it far exceeded expectations.

In just a few days, the number of plays has reached 10 million, and looking at it, it will soon exceed 100 million.

Shen Xin moved his finger, scrolled down the screen, and looked at the comment area.

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

"I hope I can successfully land ashore this year and have public meals!"

"Please let me find a girlfriend this year and be single successfully, right?"

The comments in the comment area are all about making wishes.

"what's the situation?"

Shen Xin was confused and chuckled. Was he mistaking Lin Da Hungry's video comment section as a wishing fountain?

Some people left messages with pictures of incense and fruits.

Shen Xin originally wanted to leave a message to express her thoughts, but after seeing these 'wishes', she didn't want to ruin the formation and 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 someone named Lin.

"Thank you for your support. I specially produced this "Diamond Sutra" for you. I hope you like it!"

"..."

Was it originally written for me?

Shen Xin's mouth curved, revealing a smile.

what happened?

Suddenly I feel a sense of happiness!

Shen Xin stood up, raised her hands above her head, stretched, and when she was about to pack her things and leave, she saw the oil painting on the drawing board again.

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

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

Shen Xin saw the tickets placed on the table. She was not in the mood to go, but now,

You might as well go for a walk!

…

Lin Baici and Xia Hongyao said goodbye and left after having a hearty breakfast at Nangongshu's house in the morning.

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

Xia Hongyao stepped on the sunshine and jumped 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 one, and then take his mother over directly.

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

Such as surrounding environment, neighbors, community properties...

I learned this all last night when I was chatting with Nangong Shu.

"How about exploring a sacred ruins?"

Xia Hongyao was in high spirits.

"Forget it!"

Lin Baici was speechless: "You haven't 'played' enough during this time? Ordinary god hunters would have a mental breakdown if they caught up with so many rule contaminations!"

"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 I should stay away from you on this National Day. Every time you take me out to play, nothing good happens!"

The broom star belongs to yes.

I think Shen Xin’s character is still very interesting!