Chapter 107 I’ve Long Been Unhappy with You Two.

Chapter 107 I’ve long been unhappy with you two~

The shape of those cauldrons is very similar to the tripods placed in temples and Taoist temples for placing incense.

But it doesn't matter. In the local dialect of Shenhou City, the word "ding" and "pot" are the same.

The wood was burning, and the bottom of the pot was blackened. There was some purple soup bubbling in the pot, and there were many unknown medicinal materials simmering in it.

Lin An vaguely seemed to see centipedes, lizards and other outrageous things.

Chen Xinmi shook a large spoon on the water surface twice, scooped some out, poured it into a ceramic cup with a filter, removed the filter, and handed the cup to Lin An.

"The demonic manifestation decoction is used to observe the demonization of the body." Chen Xin held a cigarette between her fingers, her eyes blurred, and looked at Lin An, "You seem to be too excited now. Practicing contortion is not the best option." Appropriate approach.”

"Tsk~" She let out an incomprehensible sigh, "Yes, if someone were like you, the first thing they would do is find a woman."

"I am a human being, not a beast." Lin An repeated this sentence again, as if he was not talking to Chen Xinmi, but to himself.

The hot potion flowed from the throat, and the emotional wildfire in the body seemed to become more boiling, but this boiling was so unique, and there was an inexplicable sense of stagnation.

The heat in the body became more and more intense, and suddenly the whole person felt a biting coldness.

"Hiss~"

Lin An took a breath and covered his eyes hard. He felt as if his eyes were so hot that they would burn through him.

"Ah~" Chen Shuyun screamed from the side, "Lin An, your eyes!"

Lin An calmed down and finally felt less uncomfortable. He looked around and quickly walked to a huge mirror.

A pair of dark golden eyes suddenly appeared in his eyes.

No, not the eyes, but the entire eyeballs turned dark gold.

The color is exactly the same as the spiritual dark golden statue.

"What's all the fuss about? It's the source of power for wizards to awaken their innate witchcraft. It's the only time in a wizard's life that he doesn't have to worry about his own demonic vision." Chen Xinmi lowered her head and carefully put the purple decoction into a In a ceramic jar, he said casually, "Let me guess, your eyes turned into a pair of cat eyes, right?"

"No, it's not!" Chen Shuyun whispered from the side, "It doesn't look like a demon. It gives me a very clear aura of the spirit world. These may be the eyes of a lich!"

"How can it be!"

Chen Xinmi suddenly raised her head and looked at Lin An in astonishment. She came to Lin An in three steps and then looked into Lin An's eyes with wide eyes.

"Hiss~"

She took a breath, "What the hell is this?"

"There is the breath of the spirit world." Chen Shuyun came over and whispered, "It is exactly the same as the breath of the spirit world I felt during the process of becoming a witch."

"Really?" Chen Xin smacked her mouth in confusion, glanced at Lin An, then at her sister, and curled her lips, "Why are there monsters like you around me?"

A black cat squatted next to Lin An, looking at his eyes curiously, meowing and snickering.

"Meow~"

——Hehe, are these the eyes of that particularly ugly head?

It seemed to have thought of something and looked at Lin An in surprise.

"Meow~"

——You snatched this. Although the effect is similar to the innate witchcraft, it is not your innate witchcraft.

——What is your gift of witchcraft?

——Is it devouring and plundering? You stole the head's eyes, and now you're robbing the wizard of his spiritual witchcraft?

——Wow, it turns out that you are as bad as Cat.

Lin An pursed his lips and said nothing, looking dimly into his eyes in the mirror.

"Don't look at it." Chen Xinmi pointed, "The initial characteristics of a wizard are reflected in emotions. Emotions flow through the internal organs and are finally reflected in the heart. When ignited in the mind, emotions turn into flames and spread out."

"So you should take off your shirt and look at your chest. That place is where the demonic characteristics of a wizard at this stage of your life manifest."

Lin An quickly pulled off his shirt and looked at his chest in disbelief.

There, changes have already occurred under the influence of the 'Demon Appearance Decoction'.

It turns dark red, with the color of wood paint - this is clearly what it looks like on the clown-faced tumbler!

Maomao obviously realized this.

"Meow~"

——The wizard's witchcraft is eating away at you, and you are digesting it too!

Lin An's expression flickered for a while, and he murmured in a low voice, "What should I do?"

"Meow~"

——Either give up this witchcraft. Since you have a way to devour it, you have a way to dig it out.

——If it doesn’t work, ask her (Chen Xinmi) to prepare ‘forgetting water’ for you to wash away all the memories of this witchcraft from your body. However, this method will make it impossible for you to learn this 'dizzy' witchcraft again in the future.

——Or..., you try to digest it!

——Maomao doesn’t understand this, but one thing is that you should know that ‘you are you’, not you who is fused with him. This will have a great impact on you in the later stages of the wizard. Many people over-learn some witchcraft and easily lose themselves. This is critical.

"What else can we do!" Chen Xinmi sneered and knocked the ashes in a large rolling pot. "Wait, after the soup in this pot is boiled, you all go to soak in the potion. After a while, I will leave my alchemy room and go to the yoga studio to practice contortion."

Next, Lin An and Chen Shuyun sat in a row, quietly watching Chen Xin brew the potion.

Chen Shuyun looked increasingly uncomfortable, squeezing his arms and panting. Seeing Lin An's concerned eyes, he said weakly and softly, "I have had nightmares whenever I sleep in the past few years. I often dream of a ball of colorful objects." The white light swallows itself..." (mentioned in Chapter 59)

She twitched the corners of her mouth and showed a weak smile, "Now I finally know. It turns out to be some kind of monster with white scales."

She hugged her legs, in the same spiritual posture as the little squirrel beside her, put her head on her knees, and murmured blankly, "Sister said, if I really become a lich in the future, I will become a lich." Such a monster."

Lin An did not speak, but looked at the red rope coiled around his right hand in silence.

He didn't know if he was going to tie the red rope to Chen Shuyun's dark golden statue's right hand again.

But this may make Chen Shuyun completely unable to perform witchcraft...

At the same time, it will also make you lose the only weapon you have to deal with spirituality...

The black cat's instinct is very useful, its claws and teeth are both capable of dealing with spiritual beings, but the rope represents more possibilities in the future.

He can also continue to learn the "Thirteen Skills of Rope Swinging" from the Witch Hunter Knight, so that he won't need to climb onto the dark golden statue like a wild beast and bite it. This also prevents him from being touched by some spiritual blood that he does not want to swallow.

Lin An has never been greedy, and he has gradually understood that not all spirituality is good if it is swallowed into the body.

Everything in the extraordinary world is so complicated, and even every thought and every action of oneself affects one's own heart and the practice of extraordinary power.

Lin An didn't dare to fool around.

In the end, he just stayed silent and waited quietly.

Chen Xinmi didn't keep them waiting for too long. She was already preparing the potion for her sister, and Lin An happened to come over to have a look.

"Pa~"

She snapped her fingers, and the cauldron suddenly sprouted four legs. She quickly ran out of the fire, came to a bathtub-sized sink not far away, and poured the boiling potion into the pot.

There seemed to be some medicine soaked in ice water in the sink. As the two were mixed, a large amount of pink smoke rose up, and the sink was filled with the sound of beeping and bubbling.

"Take off your clothes, go inside and take a dip. This conditioning medicine will make you sluggish. The lasting effect will last about one week to ten days. During this period, you should practice contortion techniques more diligently."

Lin An was stunned and swallowed, "Take off your clothes, all of them?"

Chen Shuyun beside him suddenly turned red and buried his face in his knees.

The corners of Chen Xinmi's mouth raised slightly, she walked closer slowly, exhaled smoke, looked Lin An up and down, thought about it, hesitated, and finally clicked her tongue and said, "Wearing underwear."

As she said that, she looked at Lin An with a half-smile, "Believe me, when you walk into the potion, you are not in the mood to think about what is there and what is not."

"This 'desensitizing potion' was figured out by me simulating the practice method of the Witch Hunting Knights. The potion is the furnace. You will soon know what the furnace means."

Her expression was full of a weird smile for fun, exactly the same as the black cat beside her, looking at Lin An with a half-smile.

Lin An blinked and could only tear off his clothes in embarrassment under the curious looks of her and Maomao.

"Hey~"

Chen Xinmi and Maomao whistled at the same time.

"!!!"

Chen Shuyun, on the other hand, had already run into the pink smoke. She had obviously prepared in advance and threw out the loose windbreaker.

Chen Xinmi is right.

As he and Chen Shuyun stepped into the water tank, all thoughts disappeared in an instant.

pain!

It hurts all over!

itch!

It seems to be spreading from the bones, no matter how hard you scratch it, it has no effect!

Soreness, swelling, numbness, and hair-raising...

Not only the body, but also countless emotions deep in the heart began to burst out. Each one was an emotionally stimulating picture deep in the memory, boiling crazily in the mind.

"Ah~~~"

"Ah~~~~"

He and Chen Shuyun were wailing in the water tank, like two live fish in a hot pot, struggling inside and trying desperately to run out of the water tank.

The feeling was more terrifying than falling into a hot pan of oil.

Even Lin An's long-term calmness was of no use. He felt as if he had fallen into the lava river of hell.

If you don't come out, you will die!

The water tank was not big, so he almost instinctively fought with Chen Shuyun for a place to climb out, rolling in the water tank and wailing miserably.

The potion water splashed high.

Unfortunately, a metal mesh cover made of woven steel bars as thick as a baby's arm sealed the top of the sink, and it would not budge no matter how hard they hit it.

Chen Xinmi squatted by the sink with a cigarette in her mouth and watched happily.

"I've long been unhappy with you two~"

She smoked her cigarette happily, "Oh, torturing you makes me feel extremely happy!"

The potion was thrown everywhere by the two writhing people inside, and some of it splashed onto the smooth instep of her feet, irritating her and causing her to raise her head and take a deep breath.

Then he laughed more and more cheerfully.

The cat crawled to the side and stared curiously into the sink. Then he looked up at Chen Xinmi, his eyes a little sad.