Huai Shi couldn't have dreamed that before reaching the pinnacle of his life, he would one day be treated like the school flower and have a rumored personal bodyguard. Unfortunately, this bodyguard was not only a prostitute but also had more than one basket of shortcomings...
Before Huai Shi could object, Ai Qing had already arranged everything and quickly assigned him a 24-hour personal bodyguard - the unlucky Liu Dongli.
While Ai Qing was present, he didn't dare to act recklessly. But once she left, Liu Dongli wandered around the Shi Suiguan carelessly.
"This place is so shabby. It's a pity because the taste is still decent... Where's my room?"
"There are plenty of empty rooms. There's also a room for beds and miscellaneous items. Choose whichever one you like."
"What's there to eat? I haven't had lunch yet."
"Do you want boiled noodles with plain water?"
"Where's the bathroom?" He took out a bunch of bottles and cans, worriedly saying, "I need to replenish water. The UV rays are too strong lately."
"If you don't have the habit of walking four steps back in the bathroom, it's around the corner. Also, there's no water heater, so you need to heat the water yourself. The firewood is in the backyard."
"Tsk."
Liu Dongli sighed discontentedly, whether it was because he couldn't walk four steps back or couldn't take a bath freely. After criticizing and touring the entire house, he finally remembered and took out his phone, "Hey, what's the WIFI password?"
"There isn't any!"
After Ai Qing handled everything with a carrot and a stick, Huai Shi's mood wasn't good, and he looked at the prostitute with disdain. "Are you here to be a bodyguard or a master?"
"Nonsense, of course, it's to be a master."
Liu Dongli snorted, went out with his hands behind his back, and came back with a huge black plastic bag. "Where's the shovel?"
Huai Shi looked at the bag that looked like it had trapped a person and felt a bit creeped out. "What are you doing?"
"Burying a body. Do you like this thing lying in the hallway?"
"...Where do you plan to bury it?"
Huai Shi became cautious.
Liu Dongli didn't speak, looked at the window outside, and Huai Shi suddenly jumped up in anxiety. "No! You're going to bury a body in your garden? That's so embarrassing!"
"Then where should I bury it?"
"There's a lot of open space behind the back door. You can bury it as far as you want!"
"Tsk, such a hassle."
Although Liu Dongli was lazy, he didn't object anymore and left with the body and shovel.
After he left, Huai Shi finally breathed a sigh of relief.
"Ah, finally gone." Crow didn't know where it came from. "You made me hide for half a day."
Seeing this lazy bird, Huai Shi became even more angry. "Where did you go just now?"
"I took care of the aftermath for you. Otherwise, with that little girl's sharp eyes, if you accidentally released the ash, wouldn't you be in trouble?" Crow rolled its eyes.
Hearing this, Huai Shi became furious. "What the hell is that thing? How did it come out of my hands?"He originally thought he would awaken some magical power on the verge of death, but ended up awakening a magical chili paste. Who can handle this...
"Ah, how should I put it, from a definitional standpoint, it is a rare source material extracted from a large number of death and destruction events, with high purity essence..."
After pondering for a moment, Crow replied, "If you want me to explain how you can sprinkle this thing, then probably, you read the death records and extracted the fear of death when facing it, added it to your scattered source material with your unique attribute, and synthesized high-purity disaster ash. However, this is not your soul ability, but a byproduct of your subconscious application of your own attribute. To put it metaphorically, it's like the noise of a washing machine, the waste water of an air conditioner outdoor unit, and the radiation of an induction cooker."
"Can't you use a different adjective?!"
"Okay, then let's just say that you are now a negative energy generator."
"You don't need to add that 'generator'!"
Huai Shi became angry and glared at him hatefully. Soon, he reacted, "If negative emotions can be extracted, then positive emotions might work too, right? In other words, I can create otaku happiness ash at any time?"
"Oh, are you talking about the 'Dust of the Liberator'?" Crow nodded. "That's right, but the problem is... you need to have happy memories, right?"
"Nonsense! How can I not have happy memories? I'm so happy! I don't even know how happy my days are! I'm almost happy all day long, and I can continue to be happy when I wake up from sleep!"
"..."
Crow didn't speak, just looked at him until Huai Shi awkwardly turned his head. "Let's change the topic..."
Thus, under the cruel reality, he accepted the fact that he had become a negative energy generator.
"Now that someone has come to the house, for safety reasons, I'm afraid I have to hide for a while. You have to rely on yourself for what to do next."
After hearing footsteps from the back door, Crow hurriedly said, "To avoid exposure, don't read the death records in the Book of Fate when someone is around. Try meditating."
"Meditating?"
Huai Shi was stunned. "How do I meditate?"
"Don't I give you the WIFI password?"
Crow spread its wings nonchalantly and flew away, leaving only the last words.
"Figure it out yourself."
...
After a busy afternoon, Huai Shi finally managed to deal with all of Liu Dongli's peculiar demands.
In the meantime, he also stole a glance at his phone and searched for what meditation really meant...It took him three or four hours to sift through the 100,000 advertisements and various strange religious propaganda materials, and finally found a relatively reliable explanation from a foreign encyclopedia entry.
In simple terms, meditation is divided into many types. The more advanced methods are very complicated, requiring a quiet place, preferably with a gentle breeze, a full moon, a bamboo forest, or by the water. Then, one should bathe, change clothes, fast for three days, burn incense, and so on...
But if one wants a simpler method, just find a comfortable place to lie down, close your eyes, and empty your mind.
Although it may sound absurd, at least this method won't cause any problems, at most you might just fall asleep. If you try some strange method on your own, you may end up with hormonal imbalances or even run down the path of mental illness.
In a website quoted in the encyclopedia entry, Huai Shi found a summary of the essence of meditation from a British metaphysical blogger. After removing the mystical background, meditation is simply a way for ordinary people to relax their nerves and brains. By emptying oneself and entering a deep sleep state, the overloaded internal organs and nervous system can have space to rest and repair themselves.
Therefore, it is not limited to sitting, practicing asceticism, chanting, or taking drugs. As long as you can enter a relaxed and empty state, anything goes.
The blogger also recommended methods he had personally tried, listing their pros and cons, including writing, which has the disadvantage of easily leading to anxiety after getting stuck in writing. If someone discovers that you wrote "Goblins Are Not Pool Toys" with your own name as the protagonist, it will lead to social death in its rapid spread. Playing the piano has the disadvantage of being difficult to learn and easily disturbing the neighbors. After being beaten up by his neighbor for the third time, the blogger chose to give up. In the end, the blogger concluded that painting was the best.
In his last blog post, he said that he not only emptied himself through the concentration of painting, but also entered a state of meditation, hearing the whispers of ancient souls returning from the seventh dimension in his ear and in his dreams, telling the truth of all things, giving him enlightenment and liberation.
At the end of the article, he also posted his latest artwork, which was a mixture of dried blood, broken organs, and big eyeballs.
"Hmm..."
Huai Shi leaned back, trying to move the "exquisite work" of dried blood, broken organs, and big eyeballs away from him on the screen. "Are you okay, bro?"
Before turning off his phone, he looked at the blogger's last post, which was two years ago.
And the address he left in the blog was a city that Huai Shi had never heard of, called Manchester, which couldn't even be found on the map software. Perhaps this blog was just a joke... right?
Turning off his phone, Huai Shi looked at his cello and had a bold idea.
As long as he empties himself, anything goes, right? He couldn't write novels, couldn't draw, although he could play the piano a little, he couldn't perform on stage. But playing the cello should be no problem, right?He was eager to try, so he went to boil water and take a serious performance outfit. After pretending to calm down for a while, he picked up the bow in front of Lio Dongli who was watching the show.
"Can you play 'Weifengtangtang'?"
Lio Dongli, who was eating melon seeds, wanted to request a song. "Or 'Taoyuan Love Song' or 'Pure Land of Bliss'."
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"Get lost!"
Huai Shi rolled his eyes. When he heard 'Weifengtangtang', he thought this guy had improved, but it turned out that he had a completely different idea from himself.
"Just play a Bach piece, if you like it, listen to it. If you don't, get lost."
After saying that, Huai Shi ignored him, lowered his eyes, and pulled the bow. However, just after he played the first note, his movement suddenly stopped.
He stood there, stunned.
The low and mellow sound of the strings still lingered in the air, slowly fading away... but it seemed to be different from before, or rather, it felt completely different. It wasn't a problem of touch or rhythm, but a sense of level that was completely different from what he had heard before.
It was as if he suddenly became a different person.
No, it was more appropriate to say that he changed to a different instrument.
Huai Shi had never thought that he could play such warm and soothing notes from his own hands and his old instrument. The thin sound seemed to have been given a rich texture, and he could feel that they were flowing.
When he pulled the strings again, the thick and light melody, like the extension of will and body, spurted out from the strings like flowing water. He transcended and turned into thick light and rain, spreading out in all directions, riding on the melody and echoing in the spacious hall.
The vague feeling that his teacher had repeatedly explained but he couldn't comprehend suddenly became so simple in this moment.
The abundant emotions that emerged from his lungs for no reason merged into the low melody with the movement of his fingers and the strings, as if a river rushed into a surging sea, shaking his consciousness and taking him to a distant place.
"Oh my god, did I just level up?"
Without time to be amazed and excited, Huai Shi didn't even have time to feel joy and excitement. He was already attracted by his own melody and involuntarily immersed in the sad and low sound of the piano.
He seemed to have fallen asleep again.
But there was no death and fear that had been entangling him in his dreams.
In a silent darkness, he felt like he was sinking in water, filled with tranquility and peace.
When he tried to open his eyes, everything was blurry and indistinct, and he could only vaguely see the light in the distance with rippling waves.
And when he tried to move his hands and feet, the darkness seemed to break apart, and he returned to the empty hall suspended in mid-air.
When Huai Shi lowered his head, he saw himself playing the piano in a trance.
It was as if his whole person had been split into two, one physical self immersed in performance, but his spiritual self seemed to be riding on the melody, breaking free from the shackles of his body, and flying in the air.Suddenly, Huai Shi realized that Liu Dongli had left the hall without him noticing.
He curiously wandered around and found that he could penetrate through the walls like a ghost, free to move around, but he couldn't leave the surroundings of the Shishiguan.
It was as if he was imprisoned in the center by an invisible wall.
"This is for protection, Huai Shi. Don't misunderstand someone's hard work," said the illusory Crow, standing on a branch outside the wall, as if seeing through his thoughts. "Separating the source material is an extremely dangerous act. If it weren't for the protection of the Shishiguan, you would probably have been targeted by some ghostly thing like a candle in the dark."
With that, it flapped its wings and pushed Huai Shi, who had climbed onto the wall, back inside. "Friendly reminder, don't attempt this elsewhere before reaching the Mercury stage."
Like being drunk or dreaming, Huai Shi couldn't even hear clearly what it was saying. He drifted like a falling leaf, flying and wandering around the Shishiguan.
Soon, he found the sneaky Liu Dongli in the bathroom on the third floor.
While Huai Shi was playing the zither, Liu Dongli had sneaked into the toilet on the third floor, locked the door, looked around carefully, and then reached into his bag and took out a bottle.
Huai Shi's heart suddenly tightened.
What was he going to do?
As Huai Shi curiously peeked out of the wall to see what this guy was up to, he saw him sigh and then take off the wig with a few strands of dyed golden hair... from his head.
Taken off...
Huai Shi stared in amazement: What's going on?
All he saw was Liu Dongli opening the flashlight on his phone, shining it on his bald head in the mirror, looking sad. "Two more have fallen... Ah, I lose some every time I use my ability... That woman is really bad..."
Holding two delicate hairs, Liu Dongli's tears were about to fall. After scolding the heartless Ai Qing for a long time, he sighed and dug out a bit of ointment from the bottle, evenly applied it to his scalp, and then quickly put on the wig again and left in a hurry after hearing the end of Huai Shi's zither playing.
Huai Shi, who was speechless, was also pulled back into his body by an invisible force when the zither playing ended.
He opened his eyes and saw Liu Dongli, who had been admiring and applauding, as if he had never left.
"You played well!" Liu Dongli pointed out seriously, "But there is still room for improvement."
For some reason, he felt that Huai Shi's gaze towards him suddenly became pitying...
In short, there was no conversation that night.
The next day, before dawn, Huai Shi was awakened by Liu Dongli's rude knocking on the door.
After a long time of normal sleep, he rubbed his sleepy eyes and yawned, then saw Liu Dongli's two dark circles.
His eyes were full of bloodshot veins.
"What's wrong with you?" Huai Shi was surprised, "Why do you look like you've seen a ghost?"
"What do you think?" Liu Dongli looked at him gloomily, "What's wrong with your family?""What's the big deal? It's just a little old and broken," Huai Shi tilted his head back in disdain. "Why are you city folks so delicate?"
"Delicate my ass! It's just a little old and broken, I'll just treat it like camping. But you didn't say your house was haunted."
Liu Dongli's expression became more and more indignant. "Since early morning, there has been a constant dripping sound in the next-door bathroom. And the floorboards in the hallway keep creaking, and there are footsteps! I can hear them clearly!"
"Don't all old houses have these problems?" Huai Shi casually picked up his toothbrush and walked downstairs, calmly asking, "Have you never seen facilities aging before?"
"Your house facilities aging and you're still sighing in an empty room!"
"..."
After a moment of silence, Huai Shi looked at him with more and more pity in his eyes. He gently patted Liu Dongli's shoulder and said, "Old Liu, you must be tired. Don't be afraid, there are no ghosts in this world..."
It wasn't until Huai Shi had walked away for a long time that Liu Dongli finally reacted. He was so angry that he wanted to jump up and beat his whole family with a stick, and maybe even give him a 'full combo':
"If Big Brother doesn't call me, I'll accept it. But what the hell is Old Liu! I'm old enough to be your uncle!"
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