Do not engage in underworld operations in the human world!

Jiang Lu did not choose to believe the homeless man's words at first.

He chose to remain silent.

The homeless man didn't seem surprised.

"You don't seem to believe what I said." He chuckled twice. "That's no wonder. As I said, you are so confident that you are annoying. Of course you will stick to your own opinions. I can understand that."

At this time, Lucifer could not help himself, relying on Jiang Lu's confidence, he said yin-yangly: "Your words are hard to convince people, right?

You yourself said that you came back to complete the remaining origins of the ancient artifacts, but you failed because one third of them had already been obtained by Jiang Lu.

In other words, you have never had it, so it is strange. How can you say you have no interest in something you have never had? "

Not to mention that antiques are inherently valuable, and there can only be one in a world at most. In addition, antiques are divided into different grades. This antique in the underworld is very special. Even though it is not complete, it can be comparable to antiques of average quality. No matter how you look at it, it seems unreasonable for a homeless person who has never fully obtained its origin to say that he is not interested.

This is like a professional player who has never won a major championship saying, "Well, I feel like it doesn't matter whether I go to the S Championship or not." It's a bit pretentious and deliberate, which makes people laugh.

But the tramp was not annoyed by Lucifer's somewhat sarcastic words, he just sighed and said: "You don't believe it because you don't understand, you don't understand what the curse I am talking about is.

Remember what I said before, those people who were born from your body fragments and gained flesh and blood, and who thought they were the unique Jiang Lu until they died?

Due to various coincidences, they will return here intentionally or unintentionally, to the land where they were born, and then discover this place, see me, see the wandering "physique", and see this antiquity.

This is actually a curse, a curse that comes from blood."

The homeless man seemed a little helpless:
“But in the beginning, when I first came back because I wanted to complete my origin, I didn’t realize this.

In fact, it's not that I had no way to take away the origin from Jiang Lu. It's just that Jiang Lu had just been born at that time. In terms of closeness to the origin, I, who had been entangled in its body for endless years, was naturally better. I could have absorbed it by force, but that would inevitably cause Jiang Lu to die. Although I longed for this power at that time, I also had my own principles and bottom line. In addition, Jiang Lu was the son of that man, so I did not do so, but left.

As for 'physique', I think if it is not fully replenished, then there is no qualitative difference between one third and two thirds. At most, it will only make me, who is already hard to beat, stronger, but I will still not be a match for the top ancient gods and the old days. Therefore, I don't care and did not specifically absorb it since it was not wandering in the spiritual realm like it is now.

It was not until I returned to this place many times, intentionally or unintentionally, either because of some feelings or because I had to, that I realized something was wrong.

I began to consciously realize that I would never be able to get rid of the influence of Jiang Lu and the remaining "physique". No matter where I was, I would always return to the starting point.

At that time, I understood that this was because we are all incomplete, so the origin flowing in our bodies will follow instinct and approach each other, just like the same blood, which will always move towards each other.

I don't know if this is a characteristic of the old days that is different from us, and I can't find any evidence to prove it, but somehow, as Jiang Lu grows older, I have this intuition more and more. This feeling, after his 'physique' has absorbed the diluted Yellow Spring power that spread throughout the underworld for many years, has finally hatched and taken shape as it should, and finally reached its peak.

I was trapped in the ancient artifact and my "energy" was taken away after being assimilated. Jiang Lu was born with a "talent" for some reason, and Jiu Ri was finally hatched after going through many difficulties and only had his "physique" left. These three individuals who should have had no intersection and had completely different life trajectories were bound and entangled together.

If the origins in the three of us do not combine, then this entanglement will continue endlessly, as if it were a fatal inevitability.

I wanted to get rid of this entanglement immediately, because the existence of this entanglement made me... I don't even know how to describe this feeling. I'll say something that you may find inexplicable. It makes me feel that I am no longer myself. No matter where I am, no matter what I want to do, I will be affected at any time, and this influence is often negative, or it is a constraint, or all kinds of psychological trauma that appear for no reason. I don't know if you can understand it. "Until this time, Jiang Lu, who had remained silent, couldn't help but point out: "It's like a child from an unhappy family entering society?"

The homeless man was stunned and couldn't help but give a thumbs up: "It's so lively."

After that, he continued with a complicated expression: "Not only that, there are always some strange and incomprehensible things in my mind. The unknown makes me feel scared. I want to be a free and omniscient god, but in the end I find myself so small and helpless, like a small boat in a foggy sea, swaying and about to fall."

Jiang Lu shrugged and made no comment.

This reaction surprised the homeless man: "Although you are not aware of this, you should be able to empathize with me to some extent. Don't you have ever experienced these things and have no resonance at all?"

Perhaps in order to awaken Jiang Lu's similar unpleasant memories, the homeless man guided him, "For example, the sudden sadness when you are happy, or the terrible thoughts that suddenly appear in your mind, or the suffocating and oppressive feeling when you stand at the foot of a mountain and look up at the peak, don't you have any?"

"Yes." Jiang Lu nodded, but he didn't seem to care: "But I thought that was a strange idea that all men would have, a second-year syndrome or a desire to explore and learn about extraterrestrial life, or maybe he felt that he was having his period. You know, men always have a few days like this every month when they feel down."

"No! No! This is not the same thing!" The homeless man shook his head frantically.

At this moment, he deeply realized what it meant that ignorance is bliss. Who would have thought that Jiang Lu knew nothing but lived such an easy life? It was like a simple-minded person might not even realize that the other person was scolding him. To put it nicely, he had a pure heart, but to put it bluntly, he was a little stupid.

But for a moment, the homeless man didn't know whether he should envy this stupid person.

"In short, I have been tortured for long enough. I know that if I continue like this, my mind will be damaged sooner or later, and I will go crazy sooner or later. If the three origins cannot be integrated into one, such days will never end."

The tramp continued:

“I can’t count how many times I’ve come back here, desperate to bring the three origins together again.

Of course, at that time, I was the only one who had the final say. Unable to bear this torture, I made up my mind that I had to do something radical even if it went against my principles.

I'm not bragging. Even though you, Jiang Lu, were already the lord of the underworld at that time, you were still far inferior to me. I didn't take you seriously. I still felt that in the underworld, the only one who could defeat me was myself.

However, I did not meet you in this Jiang Family compound, but I met that person. "

"Who?"

"Nyarlathotep."

The tramp took a deep breath:

"He was standing in front of this ancient artifact, making a weapon to poison you!" (End of this chapter)