Thinking back to the scene I saw at Mist Mountain.
White Ghost descended from the sky like a god, Boxing shattered Golden Benba Vase, destroyed Formation, and saved everyone.
That figure burning with fire, that earth-shattering power!
Li Dingjian simply couldn't believe that that person would be his nephew Fang Cheng who he had watched grow up.
But various signs, especially the extremely familiar voice, made him doubtful.
Hearing his uncle's questioning, Fang Cheng was already prepared and replied calmly:
"Actually, it's nothing special. About a year ago, I had a high fever and I was in a daze."
"That day I covered my head and slept all night. When I woke up, I found that my body seemed to have undergone some inexplicable changes."
"At first, I was a little scared, so I kept it secret from you and didn't dare to mention it to anyone."
"Then one time, I met some gangsters outside who wanted to extort money. I couldn't hold back and took action. As a result, I beat them away in a few strokes."
"That's when I realized that I was a lot stronger and my speed became much faster than ordinary people."
"After that..."
Fang Cheng spread his hands and tried to make his expression look sincere.
"I thought that this might be an opportunity given to me by God, so I started to exercise consciously, including running, Push-Ups, Pull-Ups, whatever I could practice."
"Physical Quality improved very quickly, and his strength and speed also increased accordingly. Then he mastered Flame Ability. Anyway, slowly, he became stronger and stronger, and he became what he is now."
Fang Cheng made up a lie that sounds a bit bizarre, but seems to be explainable.
Li Dingjian was dubious, but did not delve into the details.
What he is more concerned about is obviously another issue:
"What about your mental side? Have you had any problems?"
Li Dingjian lowered his voice and asked seriously:
"Have you ever had hallucinations? For example, when there was no one around, you heard some noises that you couldn't find the source of, or saw some things that shouldn't exist? Or, you had some particularly weird nightmares at night?"
Fang Cheng's heart moved and he said half-truthfully:
"I used to have hallucinations occasionally, but then I signed up for a Meditation training class and learned some techniques to control my emotions and concentrate. The situation improved a lot and it hasn't affected my normal life yet."
"That's good, that's good..."
Hearing this, Li Dingjian was obviously relieved, but his expression remained serious.
He looked at Fang Cheng solemnly and warned word by word:
"A Cheng, remember what your uncle said, if you feel anything is wrong with you in the future, especially if you have any mental abnormalities, for example, if the situation like you before begins to appear again, or even worsens, and you cannot control your emotions, you must tell me immediately!"
"Don't hold on by yourself, you know? This kind of thing is no joke!"
Fang Cheng Seeing that Li Dingjian's attitude was so serious and even more nervous than himself, the doubts in his heart couldn't help but deepen:
"Uncle, I remember you reminded me of similar things last time in Hotel. Did you already know that I might become like this?"
Li Dingjian was silent for a moment, then slowly spoke:
"A Cheng, do you know what the outside world calls us... people who have strange bodies and become different from ordinary people?"
Fang Cheng was startled for a moment.
This problem is so familiar.
Nearly two months ago, Smiling Devil also mentioned it to me in almost the same tone.
Li Dingjian continued talking to himself:
"They will call us monsters, Monster, devils, whatever it sounds like, but according to Official Authorities, the most formal name is--Aberrant."
"This title is used to collectively refer to all people who are not from the Noble Clan, but who, for various reasons, have abilities beyond ordinary people."
He paused and seemed to be organizing his words so that Fang Cheng could understand them more easily:
"These abilities did not arise out of thin air. It is said that as early as the Primitive Tribe period thousands of years ago, some human ancestors would appear by chance... well, they could be said to be lucky ones, or they could also be said to be the "chosen ones". Due to various chances and coincidences, they obtained mysterious powers that are beyond the reach of ordinary people."
"Because they suddenly gain powerful power, some people get carried away, lose their true nature, and become monsters that cause harm to one party and do many evil things."
"But there are also some people who stick to their hearts and rely on this power to slay demons, protect their tribe, and become legendary heroes and demigods in the world."
"Those mythical heroes, using their own Blood Vessels as a link, formed the earliest clan Tribe, leading mankind towards civilization. Their abilities are also passed down from generation to generation through Blood Vessels."
"It's just that as time goes by, Blood Vessels gradually becomes rarer, and there are fewer and fewer people with the ability of Supernatural."
"But even so, under certain special circumstances, there is still a very small chance that ordinary people will "return to their ancestors" and reactivate the power hidden deep in the Blood Vessels gene."
"This process is called "Awakening". It is a bit like the sudden opening of Conception and Governor Vessels in martial arts novels, but it is much more dangerous than that."
Fang Cheng nodded, knowing clearly.
What my uncle said is roughly the same as what Smiling Devil told me.
It's just that he explained it more carefully and cautiously.
"Those Noble Clan that have been passed down for hundreds, even thousands of years, the reason why they can always be at the top of society is not because they are Blood Vessels any more noble than ordinary people."
Li Dingjian continues:
"What's more important is that each of their families has their own "Secret Realm" passed down, as well as special practice methods, which can help the clan members effectively eliminate the mental problems caused by power and stabilize their minds after Awakening's power."
"And those of us who don't have family protection, "Aberrant" who accidentally Awakening, face much more situations than Danger. In addition to needing to be wary of Official Authorities institutions, we also have to always pay attention to the problem of losing control of the power in our bodies. If we are not careful, we may burn ourselves."
"For these things, you have experienced the battle for Golden Benba Vase, and you should have a deep understanding of the difficult situation of us Aberrant."
Fang Cheng nodded slightly, and then mentioned the crux of the problem again:
"Then there are similar anomalies in our Fang Family and Blood Vessels?"
Li Dingjian paused after hearing this, his expression became a little complicated, and he sighed:
"Fang Family... Even though we are just ordinary people now, if we really want to dig deep into our ancestors, they were once prominent beings."
He raised his head and looked at Fang Cheng, his voice carrying a distant meaning.
"On Fang The inheritance of Blood Vessels can be traced back to the ancient clan period. Legend has it that Yellow Emperor had a general named Fang Xiangshi. He looked ugly like an evil ghost, but he had the Esper Ability ability to eat ghosts. Therefore, he was responsible for exterminating Demon ghosts and eradicating the evil spirits of the plague god."
"Historical records record that he was wearing Bear Hide and Four-Eyed Mask made of gold. He held a gun in one hand and a shield in the other. He led Twelve Strange Beasts and opened the way in front, so that the enemy would be frightened and avoid them."
"In later generations of Sacrifice Ceremony, there are still people who imitate his appearance to drive away evil spirits for the king. They are also called "Nuoshen". This Fang Xiangshi is the orthodox ancestor of the Fang Family."
"Further back to the Yu Dynasty two thousand years ago, Fang Family was also a powerful and famous family, and produced many powerful figures. Unfortunately, it flourished but declined, and then slowly declined, blending into ordinary people and disappearing from everyone."
"However, even after its decline, some very famous people have appeared intermittently in the Fang Family and Blood Vessels."
Li Dingjian As soon as the topic changed, the previous trace of nostalgia disappeared and was replaced by a long sigh:
"But these people... well, without exception, they all have bad reputations and their hands are stained with blood. They are either criminal thieves or tycoons in troubled times... In short, they are all murderous and extremely vicious guys."
Speaking of this, Li Dingjian frowned and his tone became heavier.
"Outsiders think these are just accidental cases, but they don't know that they are all influenced by Blood Vessels Power, which is manifested through genetic inheritance."
"While gaining powerful abilities, you must also endure the backlash brought by power."
Li Dingjian explained in a deep voice:
"Without the protection of the family Inheritance Secret Realm, the descendants of Blood Vessels who happen to be Awakening can easily lose control of the violence and madness hidden in their power, and eventually lose themselves and become monsters who only know how to kill, repeating the mistakes of their ancestors in history."
He looked at Fang Cheng, his eyes filled with deep worry:
"So, A Cheng, you must remember to keep your character in mind. Don't act recklessly and indulge in killing just because you have the power. You must know how to be patient and restrain your desires. Otherwise... the consequences will be disastrous, and I'm afraid you will become the target of public criticism!"
Fang Cheng Listening to his uncle's narration, his heart was filled with ups and downs, just like Jushi being thrown into a deep pool.
After digesting it quietly for a moment, I finally asked the question that had been bothering me:
"Uncle, my dad... how did he die back then?"
Li Dingjian Hearing this, his body stiffened suddenly, and a trace of pain and struggle flashed in his eyes.
He sat there, silent, seeming to have thought about it for a long time, still worried about Fang Cheng's condition.
Finally he shook his head:
"A Cheng, if you have a choice, I hope you'd better just be an ordinary person and live in peace, because this is also your father's wish."
"As for the truth about his death, now is not the time to tell you."
Li Dingjian paused, looked at Fang Cheng with an extremely serious expression, and emphasized firmly:
"You just need to remember one thing, your father... he was wronged and he is definitely not a murderer!"
The sunshine outside the window is still bright, illuminating the room.
The laughter and laughter of tourists on the lakeside in the distance could also be heard faintly, like the background sound of another world.
The atmosphere in the room became depressing and solemn because of this conversation.
It seemed that even the air around the two of them was a little heavy.
Li Dingjian doesn't want this dull atmosphere to continue.
Then he steeled himself, forced a smile, and stood up.
"Okay, let's not talk about these unhappy things. I just came back and haven't had a good breath yet."
"In this way, I booked the best hotel in Town and a private room in the Qilin Pavilion for the evening. I called your mother and your grandpa, and our family got together to greet you and wash my hands."
Fang Cheng Hearing this, he immediately calmed down his emotions and did not continue to dwell on the previous issues.
Then he got up and walked his uncle to the door.
Li Dingjian waved goodbye and was just about to open the door and go out.
Fang Cheng suddenly spoke again:
"Uncle, can you give me a message to the professor? I would like to make an appointment with him."
Li Dingjian was stunned when he heard this. "Professor? What are you looking for him for?"
His face immediately became nervous again.
Seeing that he seemed to be thinking too much, Fang Cheng showed a reassuring smile and explained:
"Don't worry, uncle. I just want to ask him for some advice on ability control and mental issues. I won't mess around. After all, he has rich experience in this area and should know more than me."
Li Dingjian pondered for a moment before replying:
"Professor, he has some personal matters that need to be dealt with recently, and he has not replied to Eastern Capital yet."
"If you really want to ask a question, leave it to your uncle. When he comes back, I will contact you as soon as possible and arrange a meeting for you."
Hearing that he still had to wait, Fang Cheng felt a flash of disappointment in his heart.
After all, I urgently need to know more information about Golden Benba Vase and spiritual cultivation, so as to further improve my strength.
But Fang Cheng didn't reveal much on his face, he just nodded:
"Okay."
With a soft "click", the door closed.
Li Dingjian's footsteps gradually faded away in the corridor.
Only Fang Cheng was left in the room, and the previous silence was restored.
He walked to the window and looked out at the bright and warm scenery.
The warmth seems to dispel some of the gloom in my heart.
After a brief stare, he turned around, walked to the sofa in the center of the room, and opened the Blue Satchel that had been placed beside him.
Inside the bag, a pale white mask lay quietly.
The mask has a strange shape and its facial features are hideous and terrifying.
Especially the two red eyes, twinkling faintly.
It seems that all the malice in the world has been condensed, and he looks like an evil ghost crawling out of hell.
Fang Cheng's eyes stayed on the mask for a few seconds, and then he stretched out his hand.
When the fingertips touched the Plaster-like material, a familiar cold feeling came.
He picked up the mask and slowly but firmly put it on his face.
When I raised my head again, everything had changed.
His eyes looked out the window through the two dark Red Gemstone embedded in the eye sockets of the mask.
The whole world was instantly dyed with an ominous blood-colored filter.
The originally bright sunshine now looked Uncanny weird.
All the people and objects in the field of vision have lost their usual warm and affectionate disguise.
There is only a cold and chilling, cruel and real Essence.
However.
In sharp contrast to the horror of this bloody world.
It was an almost absolute peace and calm that welled up deep in Fang Cheng's heart.
It was as if the external disturbances and inner anxieties were isolated and soothed under the shroud of blood.
Wearing this Evil Spirit Mask, he is no longer just Fang Cheng.
It's like having two faces, carrying two completely different lives.
On the one hand, there are ordinary people under the sun, longing for family and love, and pursuing a peaceful and happy life.
On the other side, there is the stalker in the bloody darkness, who is cold and decisive, and uses killing as his way of survival.
Fang Cheng walked to Full-Length Mirror in the room and stared at the terrifying evil ghost.
The "evil ghost" in the mirror is also looking back at him.
There was no trace of Fang Cheng's usual gentleness in those blood-red eyes.
There are only bottomless emotions, Flames burning Willpower.
This is the power hidden under the ordinary appearance, roaring in the body, eager to break free completely.
Although my uncle earnestly advised me to be patient and restrained, to stay in peace, and to try my best to be an ordinary person who stayed away from disputes.
But.
Faced with the imminent crisis, the truth about his father's unjust death, and the relatives he must protect.
Fang Cheng does not want to, nor is he willing to passively wait for the trial of Fate.
"Perhaps, I can create an identity specifically for Hunting..."
Looking at himself wearing a mask in Mirror, Fang Cheng murmured to himself.
An "evil ghost" wandering in the darkness, a murderous symbol that scares all forces.
In this way, it can not only deter potential enemies, but also better hide the identity of the other "Fang Cheng" behind the scenes and isolate Danger.
This bloody Inner World may be cruel.
But it can also make Fang Cheng see more clearly and become more focused.