“Blood accomplices..…”
As I slowly savored those two words, I sensed a stench of blood.
However, although Dr. Sun answered my first two questions, he raised a new one for me.
So, what exactly is a blood courier?
This was something even my grandfather had never told me, and it suddenly touched on a blind spot in my knowledge.
"You've seen horror movies, right? Do you know anything about zombies?"
Dr. Sun suddenly looked at me and asked.
I nodded. What young man hasn't watched that kind of TV show?
"I know, those movies that Americans make are all zombie movies, each one more bloody and violent than the last."
But I don't understand why Dr. Sun suddenly asked me this?
Soon, Dr. Sun continued:
"Yes, zombies are just living corpses, while blood spirits are the living corpses among vengeful ghosts!"
"A walking corpse among vengeful ghosts?"
Hearing Dr. Sun say that, I couldn't help but frown.
It's not that I don't believe him, but what he says contradicts what I've learned!
I thought about it for a moment, but I couldn't help myself and said:
"Dr. Sun, this doesn't make sense. A vengeful ghost becomes a vengeful ghost precisely because it has strong obsessions and resentment!"
"And it was precisely because that resentment was so intense that they developed independent consciousness after death."
"If you become a walking corpse, then you won't even have consciousness anymore. What obsession or resentment would you have left? Could you still be called a vengeful ghost?"
As a cobbler, I have encountered many people who died violent deaths and dealt with many corpses whose resentment lingered.
Moreover, my grandfather taught me that after a person dies, their three souls and seven spirits leave the body. If one's obsession is too deep, the seven spirits may remain, and the life soul among the three souls may be bound by resentment, forming a conscious and purposeful ghost!
This is a typical vengeful ghost.
A ghost without consciousness is like a soulless shell; what is the basis of its existence?
In other words, it's just an empty shell; how can it possibly function?
I recalled the thing I encountered in the corridor; it was incredibly eerie. I was certain that it was a ghost, possessing ghostly abilities!
But Dr. Sun seemed to have anticipated my question.
He stroked his beard, not angry at the fact that I had been somewhat offensive.
Immediately, Doctor Sun said in a deep voice:
"You're right, you do know a lot about this, but you're not entirely correct!"
Hearing Dr. Sun say that, I immediately felt a little unconvinced.
I am the last cobbler in the countryside. Having received careful instruction from my grandfather, how could I possibly be wrong?
But this time I held back and didn't interrupt Dr. Sun.
Because I feel that what he's about to say will probably overturn some of my understanding.
Moreover, the world is vast and full of wonders.
Even my grandfather couldn't be absolutely omniscient, so naturally there were omissions in what he taught me.
"Ordinary vengeful ghosts do exist because of their obsession and resentment, but blood entanglers are different!"
"It is a part of the soul that was recently killed and filled with resentment, which was forcibly separated from the body and the three souls and seven spirits by an extremely cruel evil magic. It is usually the corpse dog spirit that is in charge of ferocity and bloodlust, as well as a part of the life soul fragments that are contaminated by pain and resentment."
At this point, Dr. Sun paused, noticing my somewhat shocked expression, and then continued to explain:
"Of course, these fragmented souls cannot be called vengeful ghosts or blood foes. If no one takes care of them, they will dissipate into the world on their own before long."
"However, the evil cultivators who have done all that will use specially made blood soil and Yin Soul Grass to nourish the incomplete soul body, and use secret methods to repeatedly torture and temper it, eventually erasing all its original will, leaving only the purest ferocity, resentment, and bloodlust."
"Of course, there's also its yearning for life. By utilizing these, it can be refined into a bloodthirsty accomplice that only obeys the refiner and has no thoughts of its own!"
Upon hearing this, I couldn't help but gasp.
At the same time, a chill ran from the soles of my feet straight up to the top of my head.
"Stripping away the soul, erasing consciousness, and then subjecting them to constant torture..."
This method is simply appalling and completely violates the principles of Yin and Yang!
"People who do this kind of thing deserve to go to hell after they die."
I couldn't help but mutter to myself.
"Heh, would someone capable of such a thing be afraid of going to hell?!"
Dr. Sun couldn't help but snort coldly. In his view, this kind of person had completely lost his humanity.
"So although the Blood Servant originated from a vengeful ghost, it can no longer be called a real ghost! Instead, it is a manufactured walking corpse with no thoughts, only the instinct to carry out orders and kill, and it is completely incapable of communication."
"Perhaps you can use reason and emotion to reform a deeply obsessed vengeful ghost, but you cannot reform any of its blood companions!"
Dr. Sun said with absolute certainty.
I fell silent.
Although what he said was somewhat absurd, it was logically sound.
This also explains why my third eye couldn't detect its trace at all, because it wasn't a ghost at all!
"Then, what exactly is the purpose of the person who created the Blood Servant? Why did he target Bai Yang?"
I couldn't help but look at Dr. Sun and ask him a question, but Dr. Sun immediately shook his head upon hearing my question.
"I'm just a doctor, how could I know so much?"
"However, I can give you some guidance. If you want to find the truth, you should go to Blackwater Village, which is ninety miles west of the city."
"Blackwater Village? What does that have to do with anything?"
I scratched my head.
"Hehe, because this kind of soil is very similar to the soil in Blackwater Village. Even if it's not there, it's probably not far away."
Dr. Sun took a sip of water, rinsed his mouth, and then spat it out in one breath.
I was filled with awe.
As expected, Dr. Sun was able to determine the origin of the soil by observing its color.
"But you should think it over carefully. I've heard that the village is a bit eerie. When I went to collect herbs with my master, he always told me to take a detour and try not to come into contact with the villagers there."
I immediately grinned, forcing out an extremely ugly smile:
"Dr. Sun, isn't that a bit of an exaggeration? Even your master doesn't want to associate with people from there?"
But Dr. Sun kept a straight face, showing no sign of joking.
"It's no exaggeration to say that my master avoided that place like the plague."
"This is the first time I've ever seen my master show that kind of expression. He is a true healer, you could say he has the heart of a parent."
"He would do anything to save anyone who had even a breath left, but he was utterly indifferent to that village!"
"It seems he wouldn't care even if everyone in that village died."
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