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After repeated experiments, after confirming that the stone statue is not an alienated object with obvious functions like [Spiritual Paper], and that it does not match the alien items in the school books,

Li Ang finally decided to let Mosi devour it to see the effect.

The moment he let go of the restraint, countless ink threads shot out, quickly eroding the stone statue and devouring it.

The dark gold seems to be getting darker?

Li Ang raised his eyebrows, strengthened the output of spiritual power to Mosi, and squeezed his palm.

The strength is also stronger than before, and

Li Ang listened attentively, and indeed heard some faint voices that seemed to be spoken by countless people at the same time.

"Damn Qian Wu, didn't he just become the small shopkeeper of Jingde Bank? What is he? Let him see that he would lend me a thousand pennies for the sake of old love, and he would not even try to turn around the business."

"I hate it. I bought a horse betting lottery for ten years, but I haven't been able to win the lottery. Li Si bought it on the first day. How can he win?!"

"Madam Wang dares to make things difficult for me and make me look ugly at the banquet! Wait for my lover to come back from Luoyang."

Moss had a wiretap?

No, it's more like perceiving emotions.

Huai Rui said that after making a specimen of Yan fluke, he can see the color on the top of a person's head and distinguish his emotions, so he can progress smoothly in his official career.

This ability may come from the stone statue itself, and after Mosi devoured the stone statue, it also possessed similar abilities.

Li Ang listened more carefully,

Those small voices seemed to be from the neighbors in Jinchengfang, and the content was mostly negative emotions.

Jealousy, hatred, greed, lust, fear, arrogance.

Li Ang exhaled slowly, listening to these voices, his mood gradually became irritable and depressed.

"I really want to kill that bitch."

"Why isn't he dead yet?"

"I hate it so much."

A lot of negative emotions flooded into his mind, making Li Ang grit his teeth, clenched his fists, and shouted in a low voice: "Enough!"

boom--

A cyan flame exploded on the surface of the ink silk, and it was fleeting.

And those voices immediately subsided.

"Is this... karmic fire?"

Li Ang looked at Mosi with a little spark left in surprise.

Karma fire is not a Buddhist term. According to Buddhism, karma fire is the fire that burns sinners, and it is the embodiment of sin karma. The more sin karma you have in life, the greater the pain you will suffer after death.

In Xuegong's explanation, karma is more like the embodiment of a negative emotion.

Under special conditions, a person's intense hatred can form a flame.

The most reliable evidence can be found in the historical materials of the late Sui Dynasty.

A warlord was in the process of leading troops to massacre a city, but a mother who was protecting her child threw a stone into his helmet.

The stone itself has no power, but the warlord somehow spontaneously ignited, with blue flames burning all over his body.

Any bandit soldier who touches him will be infected by the blue flame, and will fall into extreme pain. He will instinctively run wild and ask others for help.

The bandit soldiers burned one by one, but the people in the city did not suffer much harm.

The city was finally saved, and the citizens erected a statue of her in the city to commemorate the mother.

That city was Xiangzhou where Yong Hongzhong was born. On the way to Chang'an, he told this story to Li Ang and others. true.

"Mosi, who devoured the stone statue, can now collect the negative emotions around him and turn them into karma.

What is this? Ghost Rider? "

Li Ang blinked his eyes. Due to the lack of eyewitness records of Yehuo, the academy did not study it in depth—the last demon sect that used Yehuo was already defeated by other sects during the chaos in the middle of Sui Dynasty. extinct.

"The absorption of negative emotions can be turned on or off. But it seems that it can't be turned into a directional look."

Li Ang tried it, once he used his mind to control Mosi to absorb negative emotions, all the dark voices on both sides of the street would flood in.

"It's no wonder that Ghost Rider always looks like a violent anti-social personality. Hearing this kind of dark distraction all day long, he will be crazy if he is not crazy."

He rubbed the space between his brows, took out a piece of mountain copper from the box under the desk, and fed it to Mosi.

The karmic fire formed by negative emotions can only be used temporarily. The strengthening of Mosi itself is permanent.

"The special metal we got last time is almost used up, so we have to find a way to get some more.

Although there is still some money, there are only two places near Chang'an City where materials such as fine gold can be bought and sold.

One is an auction house under the supervision of the Governor, and the other is a ghost market."

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The winter vacation ended soon, and Li Ang didn't find a chance to buy metal materials.

All gates of Chang'an City have intensified inspections,

Near the ghost city outside the city, soldiers from the Zhen Fu Division were also patrolling.

I don't know if it was caused by Huai Rui's mutation.

It doesn't feel quite like it, after all, that fluke baby is just a third-level alien

Today is the beginning of school for the fourth year of Zaigan Academy, Li Ang casually walked in the campus, thinking about things.

"Risheng, happy new year."

Yang Yu, who was wearing new clothes, walked over with a smile.

"Happy New Year."

Li Ang waved his palm and said hello.

Yang Yu had a very good New Year. He is the son of the Yang family in Chonghuafang who was admitted to the academy after many years. The elders of the family regard him as the hope of the future of the Yang family. During the Chinese New Year, many gifts were given to him.

The status of Yang Yu's parents in the Yang family has also risen, and they have taken over more businesses, and they finally feel proud in front of other collateral families.

Li Ang asked casually, "How are you and that girl Zhang?"

"Well, hey, thanks to you, it's okay."

Yang Yu chuckled. After Li Ang proposed the blood type theory last time, Zhang Yuyan's father, who was the servant of the household department, silently took the concubine back to the mansion. He didn't know whether the concubine's child was his own. No more questions.

At that time, it was Yang Yu who paid for the placement of the concubine, mother and child.

With this relationship, he got to know Zhang Yuyan a lot. During the Chinese New Year, he even pretended to invite many students of the same grade to go out for fun, but in reality it was just to meet Zhang Yuyan.

Hmm. There is the sense of sight of hugging the whole class just to hug one person at graduation.

Young boy.

Li Ang shook his head, and sighed at Yang Yu who kept giggling.

"Rising sun, Shichiro."

Yong Hongzhong approached from the west gate of Xuegong, and greeted with a smile, "How is the New Year?"

"good."

Yang Yu nodded, and suddenly realized, he looked at Yong Hongzhong who no longer stuttered in surprise, "Hongzhong you"

"Stop stuttering."

Yong Hongzhong smiled slightly, "One of the benefits of being in a hiding place is magical, right? I asked Dr. Sun Pu who taught us herbal medicine, and he said that there were cases like mine before.

After a very small number of practitioners have raised their realm, the illnesses left over from childhood will be cured without treatment. "

"There is still this effect."

Yang Yu and Li Ang were amazed and congratulated each other.

Yong Hongzhong's stuttering disease seems to be the root cause of whooping cough when he was a child. In addition, as the son of a state governor, people around him have strong expectations for him. Under the high-pressure environment, he has been nervous for a long time and has not improved.

Now he can recover without treatment, Li Ang and Yang Yu are friends, and they are really happy for him.

"It would be great if everyone in the world could practice,"

Yong Hongzhong sighed: "It will save a lot of diseases and a lot of pain."

"Ha, if hundreds of millions of people in the world can cultivate, breathe in and out, and absorb the spiritual energy of the world at the same time. Wouldn't the spiritual energy be exhausted and everything wither?"

Yang Yu answered casually, "Okay, let's go too. We still have to talk about the new school year's wine."