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Her temperament suddenly changed drastically, as if she had changed from a cold and aloof flower to a down-to-earth person, just like the shimmering surface of a lotus pond, rippling with ripples caused by a small stone.

Beichen: "Yes..."

Mei: "What is that? Let me guess, you're looking at this knife with such a foul expression, this knife was given to you by your sweetheart, your first love?"

Chapter 42: Fallen Body

Beichen hesitated and smiled for a moment, a glimmer in his eyes, but his expression did not change.

"No."

Mei: "Emm... So, you encountered many happy and memorable things while learning knife skills?"

Beichen shook his head again and repeated: "No."

Mei was a little annoyed after being rejected twice. Although she could maintain absolute rationality in scientific research and leadership, it did not mean that she had completely lost her girlish side.

No existence can escape the limitations of the form of existence itself.

Especially for creatures like humans who have so many limitations.

No matter how well you hide it or how strong you appear, there is always a very soft spot in your heart.

Mei has always treated the mysterious Beichen, who looks very similar to herself, as a good sister rather than a subordinate or a superior.

Her family doesn't care about her feelings, and there is no one in the Fire Moth who is worthy of her trust. Only Beichen, who is in the "Poison Pupa", is the most suitable person to communicate with.

Mei: "I guessed it, and you're pretending I didn't? Is there a third possibility?"

Beichen's mouth corners slightly raised, but this smile was not gentle, but rather a bit sad.

Beichen said in a very calm tone: "This knife is the fusion of countless evil spirits and my heart. I once set foot on the land of death, where there are endless evil spirits. In order to survive, I have been killing numbly for a long time. But ghosts cannot be killed. All I can do is wait for them to restart and kill them, and then restart and kill them again..."

“Human physical strength has its limits, but in a place where death is inevitable, the definition of human nature becomes increasingly blurred over time.”

"At first, injuries were injuries, and I had to endure them. Later on, every time I got a wound, it healed quickly, and the healing speed became faster and faster. Even if I lost an arm or a leg, I could quickly restore it to its original state in a short time. In the end, even if my head fell off my neck, I could still continue fighting and wait for it to return to my neck..."

Hearing this, Mei thought of something bad and took a deep breath: "It's just like..."

Beichen replied calmly: "Yes, it's like a ghost."

"My swordsmanship has no one to teach me. No matter who it is, wielding a sword for survival in a place where time is unpredictable and death is inevitable, they will develop... a terrifying fighting instinct over time."

After listening to Beichen's story, Mei felt terrible. Even if the wounds would heal, the mental trauma could not be healed.

Endless killing will make people numb...

Mei: "No, then how did you escape in the end? If I'm not mistaken, the law of the place of death you mentioned is that anyone who enters it will turn into a ghost."

"Every time the Land of Death repairs your wounds, I'm afraid it will gradually impart ghost characteristics to you until you become a complete ghost."

Mei reasoned quickly and spoke without reservation.

Since Beichen can speak frankly about the place where he is bound to die and his past experiences, the problem must have been solved, whether forever or temporarily.

She really wanted to know how Beichen escaped from that horrific place of certain death, that place of endless slaughter and tireless depravity...

Beichen chuckled and looked at his palm: "In fact, I am no longer human. Don't you know this?"

Mei: "Well, I do know that. Human consciousness is simply unable to resist the laws of ghosts. The only laws that can resist them are more complete laws."

Beichen: "That's right, human consciousness is indeed unable to contradict the laws. The endless ghosts in the land of death must be living people like me who accidentally stepped into it and continued to struggle, kill, and die, and finally assimilated into ghosts. According to normal development, I will become one of them."

"I'm lucky. A long time ago, during school, I made a good friend. She was a ghost with self-awareness, and her soul was almost untainted by the weirdness."

"She gathered my shattered soul and set it ablaze, allowing me to regain consciousness and free myself from the mindless killing."

"From now on, I will be able to control the body of a demon with my human heart."

"In the land of death, there is no concept of time, but pollution is an alternative standard of time. This sword has killed too many evil spirits, and under the accumulation of countless pollution, it has become deformed and eventually turned into a weapon that can kill (and devour) ghosts."

Beichen slightly pulled out Sakura Blowing Snow, and the mirror-like blade reflected his enchanting eyes, which were firm and resolute.

Mei: "It sounds like a great thing. With this knife, you can ignore the threats of most ghosts. But... what's the price? Everything related to the weird has a price, and it's relatively equal."

"A sword that can kill demons requires a price to be paid, not by the blade, but by the host who wields it. But... what is the price?"

Mei asked.

This is the conclusion she has drawn from dealing with supernatural events in recent years. The power bestowed by the mysterious must have a corresponding price.

And it is closely related to humans. This is probably because [the birth of ghosts is inseparable from humans], so the standards of power and cost can be roughly estimated.

Beichen: "At some point, the host will bear all the contamination of the ghosts killed by the blade. There is no escape, no resistance, and no transfer."

Mei: "At some point?"

Beichen: "Yes, maybe tomorrow, maybe now, or even in the past."

Mei: “…”

Mei thought seriously about what Beichen said, and recalled her original guess in her mind.

In a world of strange invasion, does time really develop in a conventional linear manner?

Time can only move forward, not backward. This is just scientific common sense. Time always moves forward, and anyone who tries to go back in time will die without a burial place.

Perhaps we can reach the origin of the world: the Tree of Imaginary Numbers, where we can find a way to return to the past, but the price is definitely not small. Death is not even a price, and annihilation of existence is almost the same.

Beichen: "It's a fair deal... Before I die, this knife will kill anyone who holds it, whether it's human or ghost."

Mei: "Wait? Is there a bug? If you kill someone with this knife, will you be able to turn from a ghost into a human?"

Beichen smiled slightly: "Theoretically, it cannot be achieved unless a harsh condition is met."

"Killing a person will also retain all the corresponding existence attributes. If the host does not kill any ghosts and kills a person, then it is possible that at some point they will become that person and inherit all of their memories, consciousness, habits, and physical data before their death."

"But this only applies when the host is a living person. I am a ghost, and human consciousness is vulnerable to the laws of ghosts."

"Even if I had never used this knife to kill ghosts, but only humans, I still wouldn't be able to become a human in the end, because the laws of ghosts don't allow it. I would only become... another ghost."

"Becoming another person... is no different from committing suicide. You won't retain your original memories, so it's meaningless."

Mei sighed, "What a pity! There's no chance to exploit the bug. Humans are still too vulnerable to ghosts."

Beichen: "Yes."

The topic ended, and the two people sat next to each other for a long time without being able to start the next topic. They just sat there quietly, enjoying the rare leisure time.

It was Beichen who broke the silence. She stood up and quickly walked to the door: "I have finished explaining everything. Now I have to leave. I want to go back...home."

Mei gave a wicked smile: "Are you so eager to go back and see your cute little boy?"

Beichen answered without hesitation: "Well, I want to see him and be with him. My time is running out, and in the remaining time, I want to spend as much time with him as possible."

The response was so quick that Mei was stunned for a long time, and it took her a long time to react.

Beichen's emotions are incomplete, and neither are his memories.

But why is she so obsessed with that little boy she has never met?

strangeness……

How curious...

I am puzzled.

"By the way, I'm looking for someone. The adults next door have been replaced, and I will kill them." Beichen said casually.

Mei immediately understood what Beichen meant, "I will arrange the adoption procedures tonight, and you can just take the person away when the time comes."

Beichen: "Okay."

Mei: "But I'm concerned about why you took those two ordinary children away. Aren't you afraid that they will also be replaced by fake people?"

Beichen was stunned for two seconds, then placed his left hand on the blood-red rose on his right shoulder and gently rubbed it.

"Those two children have what I need. They can't die for the time being."

"Besides, Li Mo is just an ordinary person right now... Ying has already agreed to the pseudo-human's request, so becoming a pseudo-human is only a matter of time..."

Beichen stopped talking here. She didn't know what the future would hold.

There are only partial memories of past reincarnations in my mind, which are fragmented and cannot be traced at all.

In order to protect Li Mo, the simplest way is to... directly kill Ying who agreed to the fake person's request.

Pseudo-people, like ghosts, cannot be killed. Killing a pseudo-person will only cause the person to be reborn into the next host, and will not completely kill him.

At least for now, knowing the identity of the fake person is much safer than not knowing it.

Therefore, Ying cannot die and must live well. Once they die after being reborn by the pseudo-human, the next target of the pseudo-human will be Li Mo.

Her body was already in pieces, and Irene would not come to her for no reason.

Even if Irene didn't say it, Beichen knew it very well.

The Dark Lamp cannot last for too long. Her soul, which has long been dried up, can no longer withstand the pollution of Akazome Sakura. At present, there are probably only a few ghosts that she can kill.

After killing them, you will face the backlash of endless pollution and will surely die.

But Li Mo's physique... is destined to attract countless weird things to his side in this life.

It was fine when Li Mo was young, but the older he got, the stronger his aura became.

He simply lives in this world, like a bright star shining in the vast darkness of the boundless universe, attracting the weirdness in the darkness.

If he died, Li Mo would not be able to survive.

Everything seemed to be at a dead end.

Killing Ying and Ling would cause his own premature death, and he would be unable to protect Li Mo until he turned seventeen.

If Ying is not killed and allowed to live, pseudo-people will be born into them, and no one knows when they will die. When they die, the pseudo-people will break out of Li Mo's soul.

Not killing Ying and Ling, but imprisoning them in the basement, providing them with only basic living conditions and forcing them to live, is ultimately a hidden danger. This civilization will eventually be destroyed, and when that happens, Ying and Ling will be out of control, and Li Mo will still be doomed.

Then, there is only one choice, and it is almost impossible to replicate -

Instead of killing them, he uses some extreme means to cultivate the next... King and Weirdness of the "Poison Pupa".

Beichen tightly grasped the blood-red rose. The bud exuded a strong, fishy-smelling crimson juice, which slid down from his shoulder, down his arm, into his palm, and onto his fingertips...

“Tick-tock…tick-tock…”

Drop by drop, it falls to the ground.

Ghosts will not be assimilated by pseudo-humans. As long as Ying becomes a ghost, there is no need to worry about the pseudo-human being reborn into Li Mo after her death.

Thinking of this, Beichen made up his mind and left quickly.

Mei came to her senses and looked up, but Beichen was no longer there.

"This guy runs really fast."

Mei took out her cell phone, used her permissions to open the database, and found the teacher and student information of Class 2, Grade 5 of Qianyu Primary School.

"Name: Li Mo."

"Gender: Male."

"Social identity: the masses."

Main social relationships:

"Home address: Building XX, Room XX, Rich Area."

The information is mediocre and there is nothing special about it from the written content.

It is normal that Beichen is not one of the main social contacts. After all, the information of "Poison Pupa" is in his own hands and has not been included in the social personnel database.

But the gaps in major social relationships are particularly glaring.

Usually the parents, siblings and so on will be mentioned. If there is none, it means that the child is an orphan and has not received any assistance and does not live with any family.

This blank is somewhat intriguing.

Can an orphan grow up to this age without help from outsiders? Obviously not. Even if he is adopted by an orphanage, there will be a note in his major social relationships.

"Did he sneak in from another country? Or..." Mei smoothed her bangs across her forehead, shook her head helplessly, and smiled, "It doesn't matter, he's just a child."

"Living with two pseudo-humans in their prepared incarnations...how daring."

"Is this the reason you chose to do this because... you can't hold on any longer?"

Mei looked at the bloodstain on the ground with some pity. The strange exchange must have a price. So, killing so many ghosts, one can imagine what the price is.