I'm not a theatre god

Hearing these words, Chu Muyun's eyes flashed with surprise.

"What? Are you also interested in the path to spirituality?"

"I'm a bit interested, and I plan to become a law enforcer next, so..."

"Law enforcer." Chu Muyun nodded, "So, you plan to follow the 'Bingshen Way'?"

"That should be the case... Law enforcers can only follow the 'Bing Shen Dao', right?"

"Who said that?" Chu Muyun chuckled, "Most of the law enforcers, no, it should be said to be law enforcement officers, are the 'Bingshen Dao', because this is the only path to the gods controlled by the Aurora Realm.

However, among the law enforcement officers in Aurora City, there are also other Shinto [god-loved ones], and they can also become law enforcement officers. "

"I don't have any special talents, and I may not have the chance to become a [God's Favored One]." Chen Ling sighed, "There is a high probability that I can only wait three years after becoming a law enforcer to try my luck at the 'Bing Dao Ancient Treasure'... "

"Brother, who said you don't have talent!" Chen Yan immediately put down his chopsticks and said seriously, "You are so good, there must be a lot of that... Shinto, fighting for it!"

Chen Ling smiled bitterly.

Chen Ling is telling the truth... Since his previous life, he has been an inconspicuous drop of water submerged in the ordinary tide.

When he was a child, his parents did force him to learn some music, chess, calligraphy and painting, but he was not proficient in any of them. When he grew up, he forgot them all. His academic performance was average, and his physical fitness was poor. He may know a little bit about everything, but he really has to master it. Just ordinary people who are nothing.

The same is true for Chen Ling in this life.

The mediocrity of the two lives was superimposed, and Chen Ling did not think that she had the potential to be chosen by Shinto...

"It's really hard to say about talent." Chu Muyun said thoughtfully, "Some people may have a certain talent, but they haven't shown it yet. Maybe they will show it when the time is right..."

"Then if it's the Bingshen Dao, how do you know if you have talent?"

"It's simple."

The smile on Chu Muyun's lips gradually faded, and he said in an extremely indifferent tone, "You will know if you kill people... If killing one is not enough, kill ten, kill a hundred... If you kill a thousand, the soldiers will If Shinto hasn’t favored you yet, then you can be sure that you don’t have this talent.”

Chen Ling paused with the chopsticks in her hand, and the living room fell into dead silence.

"Just kidding." Chu Muyun smiled, as if the ice and snow melted, and the warm wind blew over the dining table again, "If you don't kill people, you can only enter the ancient Tibet... Although three years is a long time, you are still young. Wait Affordable.”

kill……

Chen Ling looked at the rice in the bowl and suddenly felt nauseated as she recalled the night when the red paper monster killed the two law enforcers.

Chen Ling is an ordinary person. Even though he killed countless people in the game in his previous life and watched a lot of bloody movies, when it comes time to kill with a knife, he still doesn't dare... He can't cross the bottom line in his heart, the reason. The bottom line established by reason and kindness.

"Then what is the 'path'?"

Chen Ling remembered that the [Killing Dance] he drew from Han Meng was the "Judgment" path from Bingshen Dao, but he didn't know what the path was.

"Do you still know the 'path'?" Chu Muyun glanced at him in surprise.

"Let's put it this way, if becoming a god is compared to a mountain climbing road, then in addition to the main road, there will also be 'paths' on the mountain. Shinto is the main road, and the 'path' is an extension based on each person's personality and talent. path.

For example, Han Meng is quite stubborn and has a sense of justice. He is on the [Judgment] path... Correspondingly, the abilities he obtains when he ascends to different levels may be different from other paths and have more personal characteristics. "

Chen Ling thought thoughtfully, "How many paths will there be in that divine way?"

"I can't say for sure. Some Shinto paths have more people walking on them, and there will naturally be more paths that are explored and extended. For example, the Bingshen Dao. As far as I know, there are seven different 'paths', but some are less popular. Shinto, there may not be many paths.”

"Dr. Chu, are you also the owner of the path to the gods?" Chen Ling asked doubtfully, thinking of Dr. Lin's evaluation of him.

"Yes." Chu Muyun admitted openly, "I follow the 'Medical God's Way'."

"The Way of the God of Medicine? Is the ancient treasure of the Way of Medicine also in the Aurora Realm?"

The moment this question was asked, Chen Ling reacted and said in shock, "Are you...the [God's Favored One]?"

Chu Muyun smiled and said nothing.

Although Chen Ling had already guessed that Chu Muyun followed the path of the God of Medicine, she didn't expect that the other party was a [God's Favorite]... Wasn't this thing very rare? How come I met him so casually?

"How does it feel when you become a [God's Favorite]?" Chen Ling couldn't help but ask.

Chu Muyun was thoughtful,

"Well...it's not easy to describe. It probably means that you suddenly feel detached for a moment, and there is a gaze looking at you from somewhere...then, the surrounding environment will change, and a divine path leading to nothingness will automatically appear. In front of you..."

"Shinto? Is it a real path? Is it not an illusion?"

"It's true, at least at that moment, but before you walk up, it will float in the sky and keep shaking, like...like..." Chu Muyun couldn't think of a suitable word for a moment. adjective.

"Like a ribbon?" Chen Yan, who was immersed in eating, suddenly said.

"Ribbon?" Chen Ling looked at him in surprise.

"Yes, the ribbon." Chu Muyun's eyes lit up and he continued, "Then the moment you step on it, it solidifies and then disappears... Although you can't see it, it will always exist. in your body.”

Chen Ling looked at Chen Yan in confusion, and the latter shrank his neck and whispered: "I just listened to his description... and said it casually."

"……All right."

Chen Ling sighed, "I hope that one day I will also set foot on the Shinto."

After finishing the meal, Chen Yan consciously rolled up his sleeves and washed the dishes. Chu Muyun took out a book from somewhere and sat by the kerosene lamp to read in the dim light, sometimes frowning, sometimes confused, not knowing what he was thinking.

As the night got darker, the three of them went back to their rooms to rest.

Chen Ling was the last one to leave. He blew out the candles on the table. The fire flickered and he immediately fell into darkness...

He looked towards Chen Yan's room.

Chen Ling walked slowly to the door of Chen Yan's room, took out a broken peace charm from her arms, and was about to knock on the door, but her knuckles stopped in mid-air.

["I, I...after I woke up after the operation, I have been waiting for you to pick me up in the hospital...Then, then I heard outside that there was a 'world-destroying' level disaster invasion, and I was very worried about you.

[I sneaked out while those in the hospital were not paying attention, and was about to go home to find you, and then I saw you hanging on a monster...\