165 Weird Library 8
◎Lord God Sangmian◎
The old Taoist narrowed his eyes, "Friend, you can't speak without evidence."
Sang Mian was stunned. What was going on? She tugged at Lin Buchi's sleeve, "Don't accuse me of being so treacherous. I knew him when he was alive."
Lin Buchi tilted his head and asked Sang Mian: "What if he was lying to you when he was alive?"
This sentence contained too much information. Sang Mian's brain turned several corners before he reacted, "You mean... my parents are not affected by evil things at all? They won't die a violent death?!"
"No, no!" Sang Mian shook his head, confused: "What about the Records of Human Past? The Records of Human Past also said so."
Lin Buchi said in a low voice: "What if the Record of Human Past is also a lie to you?"
Sang Mian's mind exploded. The handsome guy was right. If her life was a scam from the beginning, then everything made sense. The game had been guiding her, guiding her to dig out her own eyes. What would happen next? Cut off her arms, legs, and other parts of her body until she died?
The old Taoist priest slowly put down the hand that was stroking his beard, "I've been discovered... I was just a little bit away..."
"Even if you are discovered, you won't be able to find a way to resolve your obsession...hahahahahaha..." The old Taoist priest laughed crazily, completely different from his previous sage appearance. Instead, he looked like a devil.
Sang Mian bit her back teeth and drew out the Green Dragon Crescent Blade. Lin Buchi held her down and said, "Don't dirty your hands. I'll do it."
He grabbed the old Taoist priest's head.
“Click…”
The old Taoist priest fell to the ground, lifeless.
Sang Mian said coldly: "Can I whip the corpse?"
Lin Buchi glanced at the old Taoist priest and said, "No need. He is just a chess piece."
Sang Mian temporarily suppressed her anger. Gouging out the eyes was definitely not the way to resolve the obsession. She asked the handsome guy, "Do you have any ideas on how to resolve the obsession?"
After killing the old Taoist priest, the familiar sleepiness came back. Lin Buchi pressed the ballpoint pen into his flesh, but it had no effect. He pulled the corners of his mouth and tried to say a few words.
"Your obsession..." He fell to the ground after just saying four words.
Sang Mian: "..." Fell asleep again? Sure enough, handsome guys are weak.
With the experience from last time, Sang Mian was not in a hurry this time. She even checked her mobile phone. There were still ten minutes before the reading card expired, but there was still no way to get rid of the weirdness.
Wait, she discovered the blind spot. Since the old Taoist priest and the game were both deceiving her, did her obsession still exist?
“Resolve the obsession...don’t fight the obsession…” Sang Mian chewed these two sentences over and over in his mouth, and something seemed to be breaking out of the ground.
She left the kitchen and saw her anxious father in the living room.
"Is your mother okay?" Sang's father asked worriedly, "What did you talk about for so long?"
Sang Mian shook her head and looked at her father's face full of traces of time. Perhaps he also had all the memories of his time with his family. He was no different from her real father, except that one lived in the human world and the other lived in the record of the past. She was her father and mother's daughter.
Sang Mian forced a smile and said with sadness: "It would be nice if I really grew up beside you guys."
Sang's father was very thoughtful and immediately noticed that his daughter was in a bad mood. He waved at Sang Mian and said, "You are always by your parents' side, so what's wrong? Did someone bully you? Or did your mother scold you? Dad will help you vent your anger, okay?"
“No.” Sang Mian’s eyes were moist. No matter how old she was, she couldn’t help but shed tears when she heard her father’s coaxing tone.
She tried to hold back her tears, "Dad, if some bad guys come to our house one day and want to hurt you and mom, will you blame me if I don't save you?" After saying this, she felt something was wrong and added, "But I have my own reasons."
Dad smiled, "Of course not! Mom and Dad will help you buy time so that you can run quickly. Don't worry! We will always protect you."
Sang Mian knew that this was not the human world, but her parents’ feelings for her were real. At this moment, she could no longer stop her tears, which dripped onto the ground.
It was time to read the card and a scream came from the kitchen.
"Ah!" Sang's mother wailed in pain, "Xiao Mian! Xiao Mian! Mommy is in so much pain!"
Sang Mian pinched the flesh on her palms and dared not look back, for she was afraid that she would not be able to control herself if she took one look. An expression of horror also appeared on her father's face.
"Xiao Mian! What is that? Is it a ghost?!"
A woman with extremely long hair crawled out of the kitchen. Her wet black hair covered her entire body. She twisted her body like a snake and crawled onto Sang's father.
The black hair wrapped around Sang's father, crawling from his feet to his thighs, then to his waist and abdomen until it wrapped around his entire body.
"Xiao Mian! Xiao Mian! Run!" Sang's father stretched out a hand and shouted to Sang Mian: "Live! Live!"
Sang Mian looked down at her toes, tears already streaming down her face.
The short two minutes were more unbearable than two hours. Dad's voice finally disappeared. Sang Mian raised his tearful eyes. Guiyi and his father disappeared together. What remained was an eye emitting white light.
"Silver Ghost Eye." Sang Mian raised her hand to wipe away her tears. Is this the Silver Ghost Eye that all the players are flocking to? Can it fulfill all the players' wishes? Is it the Silver Ghost Eye that even the evil gods want to possess?
She raised her hand slightly, and the glowing eyes floated into her hand.
[Congratulations to the player for obtaining the special item: Silver Ghost Eye]
[Please choose whether to use it]
Sang Mian did not click OK immediately. She looked at the Silver Ghost Eye. This eye gave her a unique feeling, an inexplicable sense of intimacy.
“Have we met before?” As soon as he finished speaking, Sang Mian felt like he was crazy. He was actually talking to an eye.
Unexpectedly, the light on the Silver Ghost Eye's body flickered.
This eye seemed to have spirituality. Sang Mian thought about it and clicked on the panel to confirm the use. After all, she would know whether the wish could be fulfilled or not only by using it. She wanted to take Xiaoqing, Tangtang and Zhou Jianyi out together, and if possible, Zhou Jiayi as well.
The moment she pressed the button, she fell into a pure white world, and countless images flooded into her mind.
The pure white power penetrated into her body, and the long-sealed memories gradually revived.
[Transaction... failed...]
"You really... made me work in vain." In the crumbling memoirs, a black figure descended gracefully. Sang Mian opened her eyes and looked at the evil god in the ruins. She smiled mockingly, "It's hard for you to set up such a big plan."
Various objects were floating in the ruins. The evil god sat lazily on the black leather sofa, propping up his chin with one hand, his upturned phoenix eyes smiling, "How else could I have deceived the Lord God?"
“What a pity… The Record of Human History didn’t trap you.” The evil god said with regret: “Then the other half of the Lord God’s power can only be given to me by you personally.”
"The human world is such a wonderful place. You have enjoyed it for so long, it is time for me to enjoy it." The evil god leaned forward slightly and said to himself, "We are colleagues. I will leave the Infernal Realm to you, so that our friendship will not be in vain."
Sang Mian's calm eyes revealed pity, "I won't let you become the Lord God."
The evil god raised his lips, "Half of the power of the Lord God is in my hands. Do you think you still have the ability to resist me?"
Sang Mian's heart was calm. In the long river of time of tens of millions of years, there were very few moments that could cause her emotions to fluctuate. The premise of everything she did was for work, including the five hundred years of symbiosis with the evil god. She only wanted to ensure that the order of the human world and the underworld would not be disrupted.
Because the underworld cannot be without evil gods, and the human world cannot be without the main gods, they should do their jobs and fulfill their responsibilities.
"Changing positions without permission requires the consent of the Mother Goddess. Aren't you afraid that the Mother Goddess will be angry if you force a change of position?" Sang Mian said lightly.
The evil god shrugged indifferently, "The Mother Goddess has never appeared in thousands of years. Perhaps she has long forgotten our world. What is there to worry about?" He was a little annoyed. The Lord God's condescending look was annoying.
She has enjoyed the world for so long, wouldn't it be better to let go?
"Aren't you the Lord God? Shouldn't you be impartial and selfless? I've been in this suffocating world of hell for tens of millions of years. Why not let me sit in your place?"
Sang Mian: "You are not qualified to be the Lord God."
"How do you know it won't work if you haven't tried it?" The evil god sneered, "It seems that you are just as hypocritical and can't bear to give up your position as the Lord God."
He stood up from the sofa and stepped into the air. "But you don't think I don't have a backup plan, do you?"
Sang Mian still looked calm, "It seems you are well prepared?"
"Although we are gods, we have been in the Infernal Realm and the human world for thousands of years, and we also have human emotions, such as human courage, tenacity, romance, family affection, friendship, or hypocrisy, cowardice, desire and selfishness." The evil god: "Think about it, did you feel pain when your parents died in front of you? Did you feel pain when your friends died to save you?"
The evil god slowly approached Sang Mian and placed her hand on his heart. "We can only suppress our emotions, but we can never get rid of them."
Sang Mian touched her heart. When her parents died in front of her just now, her heart seemed to be stabbed densely. Yes, even gods have human emotions.
The evil god thought about it, and they came to Xia Qing's past.
"Look how much pain your friend is in." He whispered in Sang Mian's ear.
Xia Qing thought about it for a long time and finally figured it out. After each course of treatment, the assimilation effect of the Record of Past Events on her would be strengthened. Now that she has survived five courses of treatment, the assimilation effect of the Record of Past Events on her is getting stronger and stronger.
Grandma was lying beside the bed, and she looked at her grandma with a pale face.
"Xiaoqing, can we eat human meat and preserved egg porridge tonight?" Grandma's face was full of longing, and saliva flowed from the corners of her mouth.
Xia Qing shuddered. It was over. It was over! Her mind was full of human meat and preserved egg porridge. Now when she heard about human flesh, she felt not fear but desire.
If this continues, she will definitely eat human flesh!
The wound on her hand had been cut twice by her, and the white bones could be seen when the gauze was removed. Xia Qing walked out of her grandmother's room in a daze and came to the kitchen. She stared at the knife in the kitchen and her eyes began to unfocus.
"Sister Sang, Sister Tangtang, what should I do?" Xia Qing suddenly covered her face and burst into tears. She had to be on guard against the assimilation of the past every moment, and she almost had a mental breakdown.
"Wuuu, I wish you all stayed by my side. I'm a useless person. I can't do anything without you!" Xia Qing cried so hard that she pinched the wound on her palm while crying. She was afraid that if she was assimilated into the record of the past, she would never see her sisters again.
After crying for a long time, Xia Qing tore off the gauze with sobs, gritted her teeth and cut the wound again. The knife went straight into her bone marrow, causing her to scream in pain, "Wuwuwu! It hurts so much! Sister Sang! It hurts so much!"
"Xiaoqing, I'm here, don't be afraid." Sang Mian stood behind Xia Qing. Her heart seemed to be as painful as Xia Qing's. She subconsciously stepped forward to grab the knife, but unfortunately she couldn't touch Xia Qing. Her fingers passed through her body and fell into the void.
"Why, why can't I touch her?" Sang Mian stared at his hands in a daze.
The evil god said cheerfully, "With only half of the power of the Lord God left, you certainly can't touch her. You can only watch your friend forever sink into the past. How about it, do you like the gift I gave you?"
Anger that had never been expressed in a thousand years spread from Sang Mian's heart. She turned around and grabbed the evil god by the collar, saying with great disgust: "Your methods are really despicable."
The evil god laughed loudly: "What else? If I don't do this, how can you give me the power of the Lord God? Three hundred years! I have waited for this day for three hundred years! Lord God! Give up, you can't beat me."
“Boom boom boom!”
Someone was knocking on the door. Xia Qing wiped his face twice, propped himself up and opened the old door.
Outside the door were my second aunt and her eldest son.
Second Aunt was holding some fruit in her hand. She smiled at Xia Qing shyly and said, "Our Dabao is on holiday. Xiaoqing, can you give him some extra lessons?" She stuffed the fruit in her hand into Xia Qing's arms and quickly pushed Dabao into Xia Qing's house, threatening, "Study hard with Sister Xiaoqing! If you can't catch up with English, your dad will beat you to death when he gets home!"
Xia Qing wanted to refuse, but the door was slammed shut by her second aunt.
She lowered her head and stared at Dabao. Dabao blinked his clear eyes and held the English book in his hand, "Sister."
Xia Qing's mind began to get confused again, "Ah, it's Dabao, come to my sister's room to study."
Dabao sat on the desk. Xia Qing pointed at the words and taught them one by one. "Dabao, have you memorized these?"
Dabao bit the tip of the pen and said, "No."
Xia Qing said, "You have to memorize all of it. I will explain grammar to you after you memorize it."
Dabao is a very obedient child. Although he was a little reluctant, he still memorized the words seriously.
Her room was very small, and since Dabao occupied the desk, she could only sit on the bed. Xia Qing simply lay down on the bed to rest. As soon as her back touched the mattress, she jumped up with a start.
"What the hell! What's stabbing me!"
A sharp pain came from her back, and Xia Qing's face was more painful than the mask of pain. She lifted the quilt, and a shiny sewing needle stained with blood stood on the bed sheet.
"Shit!" Xia Qing pulled out the needle, his eyes full of confusion, "Why is there this thing on my bed?"
After being stunned for a second, her whole body trembled. It happened again! She was almost assimilated again!
Xia Qing didn't care about anything at this moment. She rushed to the kitchen at the speed of a 100-meter sprint, picked up a knife and chopped at her shin bone.
Blood spurted out from her calves. Xia Qing sat on the ground gasping for breath, with beads of sweat on her forehead.
Dabao was frightened. He looked at Sister Xiaoqing in the kitchen in horror and shouted, "Mom! Mom! Sister Xiaoqing is injured! Mom, come quickly!"
Sang Mian couldn't describe her feelings in words, Xiaoqing was a timid, lively and ordinary girl, but now she had become a tool for the evil god to threaten her.
"Don't worry, there's more." The evil god took her hand, and the scene in front of him changed again.
They arrived at a luxurious and ancient ancestral home, and Sang Mian saw a rectangular dining table where Tangtang and her family were having dinner.
With the sound of clinking red wine glasses, several servants came forward and took away the plates of Bai Tang and the two young men, and then put on a plate of sharp boning knives.
Bai Tang stared at the cutlery on the plate in a daze, and the three of them picked up the boning knives at the same time.
The old man sitting in the main seat announced loudly: "Whoever of the descendants of the Bai family wins will be the legitimate successor of Bai Tang!"
"You asked Tangtang to kill someone?" Sang Mian's emotions fluctuated greatly, with a hint of red in the corners of his eyes.
The evil god shook his index finger and said in a playful tone, "I didn't ask her to kill. This is her obsession. Doesn't she want to inherit the family business? Wouldn't it be better to kill her two cousins?"
"But killing her cousin won't resolve her obsession. Your human friend is quite smart." The evil god watched the three people fighting with interest. "How come she is so smart that she can't think of letting go?"
"I'm sorry... I forgot that humans are animals whose obsessions become stronger and stronger and harder to let go after reaching a certain depth." The evil god sneered, "Lord God knows better than me, right? After all, we just experienced it."
The three of them were fighting, and Bai Tang was vaguely at a disadvantage. It was not because she was incompetent, but because she had been unwilling to kill her two cousins. Almost every move she made was on the defensive, while her two cousins' every move was fatal.
Bai Tang's body was soon covered in blood, and her hand holding the knife was shaking. She took a deep breath and murmured, "Can't kill people... Can't kill people... If you kill someone, there's really no going back..."
"Waste! Hahaha! Look! She is waste!"
The two cousins grinned and thrust the tip of the knife into her throat, and there was thunderous applause at the table.
"Well, it's very exciting!" The evil god clapped his hands symbolically and said with a smile: "If you can't resolve the obsession, your friend will live in this night forever. How about it? Do you want to continue watching?"
Sang Mian said coldly: "That's enough." She raised her eyes and looked at the evil god, "If you succeed, I will give you the other half of the main god's power and let them go."
The evil god was stunned for several seconds, then he took Sang Mian's hand and bowed to thank him like a gentleman, "Dear Lord God, I knew you would agree. It is my honor to meet a soft-hearted God like you."
Sang Mian pulled his hand back with all his strength and said solemnly: "I think I need to reiterate again that you are not qualified to be the Lord God, and I will not help you when the time comes."
The evil god acted like an elegant nobleman and said, "Don't worry about it."
He took out the transfer contract he had prepared long ago and handed it to Sang Mian, "After you sign this contract, you will be the new evil god of the Infernal Realm, and I will be the new main god of the human world."
Sang Mian glanced at the transfer contract, which read: You will be transferred from your original position - human world administrator to - hell world administrator. The transfer will be implemented immediately. Please complete the work handover within one day from the date of receipt of the transfer contract.
She picked up the pen and wrote the word "Lord God". After she finished writing, she clearly felt the power belonging to the Lord God gradually dissipating from her body, and another force was slowly flowing into her body.
The evil god felt the power from the human world, "Ah! What a wonderful feeling, it's the breath of life." He looked intoxicated, "Okay, I'm leaving here. I hope that the hell filled with the smell of the dead can bring you a new work experience."
He waved politely to Sang Mian and disappeared into the luxurious ancestral home.
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