[Zhongyingmei] It's not a slime!

He is an exorcist.

Walking in the gap between heaven and hell, maintaining the balance of the world, driving things that do not belong to the world back to their proper place one by one.

He was born alone, and no one cared whether he was fed or kept warm.

From a very young age, everyone said that he was a freak, a freak who could see ghosts and gods, psychic, and talk.

——Why can only I see it?

——Why does everyone hate me?

-I'm really not lying, they're there.

No one believed him, they just thought he was out of his mind.

He couldn't understand, and the only ones who accompanied him every day and night were those ugly, frightening, and extremely bloody demons, who looked at him with sneers and hurt him wantonly.

He finally couldn't take it anymore, he wanted to end it all, he chose to cut open his own artery in the bathtub full of water, and watched the blood gradually stain the clear water of the pool.

However, he was rescued by a conscientious doctor.

The thin boy was lying on the hospital bed, looking at the cold, pale ceiling. There were no flowers around him, and no relatives and friends who visited him. Only a group of ugly demons laughed and laughed at him: "Congratulations, you have committed suicide. You will never go to heaven again, sweet boy, we will wait for you in hell."

Those disgusting demons with rotting bodies and sores and pus lying on his side, mocked his powerlessness and his escape with extremely vicious words.

Where is hell?

But no one who has seen the horrors of hell would want to spend even a second there, a place where you wish your soul had never been created.

Hell represents eternal life and endless torment.

After his wounds healed, he went to church.

The priest just repeated what the devil said with a compassionate expression:

"People who commit suicide never go to heaven again."

The boy said, "What if I drive all the demons back to hell?"

The priest still looked at him sadly, without saying a word.

So, the boy learned black magic, he stayed away from the crowd, and began to use his own power to drive out demons.

He thought, maybe one day, God will forgive the fact that he committed suicide, because he was successful in exorcism and pardoned him?

From then on, his life seemed to consist only of exorcism.

He watched those ugly and disgusting demons howling and turning into ashes one after another under his magic. At the beginning, he would count the numbers in his heart, but later he didn't know if he forgot He still couldn't count, so he never counted again.

Others would thank him, but most of the time, they looked at him with fear and incomprehension in their eyes.

It didn't matter, he didn't care anyway.

He started to learn to smoke.

He fell in love with this feeling.

His life began to turn into a fog of chaos, day and night filled with smoke.The doctor warned him that this was unhealthy, and that it would cause serious problems if it went on like this for a long time. He nodded and still lived the same life the next day.

The demons he expelled became more and more powerful, and he felt more and more powerless. Sometimes in order to expel a demon, he even had to suffer serious injuries or bear a curse.

He realized his weakness, and he started to touch some forbidden black magic.

He seemed to be getting stronger and stronger, but on the contrary, he seemed to gradually begin to regard himself as a tool, a tool that walked between hell and heaven, doing exorcism work numbly and mechanically.

During this long time, he has seen too many tragedies in the world where families are broken up and people die.

At the beginning, he might still feel sympathy and sadness, but after a long time, he gradually became numb, as if someone closed the door in his heart and hid all his emotions.

Fortunately, during his long exorcism career, he finally met some people who could be called friends.

However, these friends left him one by one.

Some friends became the containers he used to seal the demons when he had no choice. He watched his friends being eaten by countless maggots. When he died, the blood from his eyes almost stained his dream.

Some friends were borrowed by him to exorcise the props. When he returned from completing his commission, he could only see his friend's body chopped into pieces by the devil and an eyeball rolling down to his feet.

Some friends were cursed and revenged by the demons he had offended. They were skinned and hung upside down outside the window of his house. The bloody corpse stared at him with wide eyes. Those eyes were full of resentment and incomprehension.

But what can he do?

If he didn't use his friend's special physique to seal it, that demon would slaughter all the humans in the venue, and those humans' bodies would turn into nests for maggots to hatch, and the entire city would be completely polluted into a purgatory on earth.

If the props are not borrowed, the demon will invade the human soul and turn the people in a city into monsters who only know how to kill.

If the vicious demon was not driven away, perhaps the residents of that entire innocent town would have been skinned and hung out of the window.

He's just a human being, he's just a normal human being made of flesh and blood.He can't solve everything with his own strength, so on this road, he will inevitably pay a price.

Some costs are indeed too heavy to bear.

But what if you can't bear it?

He will also be angry, unwilling, and scold the injustice of heaven.But as time passed, as the price he paid became greater and greater, countless despair piled up and weighed on his shoulders, and he finally learned to bow his head.

He gradually began to learn to be silent.

His life gradually became barren.

His blood gradually cooled to ice.

He gradually began to see those people killed by him in his sleep, and this symptom became more and more serious. In the end, he didn't even need to fall asleep to see the souls of those people.

They just watched him in silence.

As if looking at a waste that was thrown on the street, there was indifference, scrutiny, and even pity in those eyes.

At the beginning, he would go to church to pray and ask questions, wondering if it was meaningful for him to do these things, and whether he could still enter heaven.

After getting countless negative answers, he finally broke out and roared, "Then what the hell am I going to do?!"

He has done so much for this world.

Yes, he committed suicide, and he killed many people indirectly or directly.

But the number of people he saved was thousands of times more than the number of people he killed.

But even so, he still couldn't enter heaven.

That conversation with the priest ended badly, and he was so disappointed that he never went to church again.

It was also from that time that he finally understood——

Fate has no mercy,

God's night has no end.

……

His life is getting more and more chaotic.

He earns some change by exorcising demons, and then pours it all into the shops that sell alcohol and tobacco.He lived day and night upside down, wandering around.

He started to have occasional breathlessness, and sometimes passed out for no reason, but he didn't care.

Later, he noticed that the universe he was in was invaded by Sangong Mo.

So he rushed to seal the entrance of the multiverse connection channel before the arrival of the Sangong, and stuck the Sangong Demon at the periphery of the universe.

However, this is not a long-term solution.

After a bout of coughing up blood for no apparent reason, he finally made it to the hospital.

He looked at the report on the terminal lung cancer diagnosed in his hospital, silently burned it to ashes, and threw it into the trash can.

He has killed countless demons.

To be killed by a small lung cancer.

He doesn't want to die.

He doesn't want to be dragged into hell.

He expelled so many demons, once in hell, those demons that he once cared for would tear him apart again and again, tormenting him forever, until his soul completely collapsed.

He suddenly thought of Lucifer.

Lucifer needs to maintain the balance of the world, he is not willing to let the Sangongmo destroy the world, maybe he can seal the Sangongmo in exchange for Lucifer's help.

In this way, we can not only save the world, but also save ourselves.

Kill two birds with one stone.

So, he began to look for a way to completely solve Sangong.

He came up with many, many ways, but none of them could satisfy him.

It seems impossible to solve the trouble of Sannomiya once and for all.

Until he accidentally met a wonderful alien creature——

A symbiote named Ruby.

He suddenly had a new idea, perhaps, the symbiont is the only solution to this problem.

Yes, he can open each other's illusion and throw the Sangongmo into the permanent seal, but the Sangongmo can't walk into each other's illusion by himself.

Symbionts fill that void almost perfectly.

The reason it is almost perfect is because the symbionts must voluntarily bring the Sangong Demon into each other's illusion, and the word "voluntary" itself is the most unstable factor.

This unstable factor must be ruled out by him.

So, he looked at the innocent and pure little symbiont like a piece of white paper, and the plan in his mind quickly took shape.

……

His plan was flawless.

Everything is going according to the steps he envisioned.

He found that Superman seemed to like the little symbiote, which surprised him a bit, so he had to do something, push the Kryptonian, and make him lose trust in Ruby.

Then, everything else fell into place.

The contract was established, and the little symbiote had no way out. He had already succeeded, and it was only late that the Sangongmo was completely sealed.

He calculated that there was about a month left before his death.

In fact, he was no longer worried that he would die.

As long as he completely solves the troubles in the third house, he can use this as a bargaining chip to make a small deal with Lucifer Morningstar.

Lucifer is no longer willing and will not risk the destruction of the world to reject his deal.He can easily ask Lucifer to extend his life and avoid death, so that he can temporarily escape from hell.

only temporarily.

……

He originally wanted to take Ruby on his body to seal the Sangongmo, but for some reason, he suddenly wanted to delay it a little longer.

So he took Ruby to exorcise demons, to eat, and to listen to her talking non-stop in his ear.

He thought he would be bored.

But it didn't.

Very strange.

Maybe it's because she always wants him to live a good life, take medicine well, and not let him smoke, or it's because she cares casually, some behaviors that sincerely think about him.Or, just because of her existence, that kind of pure kindness, which seemed to be spotless, dispelled the cloud of loneliness hanging over his heart.

He suddenly felt, perhaps, this was God's hospice care for him?

That being the case, he should pay hospice care in return.

But he never knew that the human body is so greedy for sweetness, it seems that it is difficult to stop after just one taste.

Like an addiction.

A person can easily learn not to care, but how much effort and courage does it take to learn to care?

He seemed to have been alone for as long as he could remember, and even when he had friends later, he didn't spend much time with others.

He knew that he was the lone star of Tiansha, but he didn't want to get too entangled with others.

As for Ruby, whether he touches or not, it seems that it has no effect on the ending.

So he tried a relatively healthy life for a long time.

He began to accommodate the child.

I was just in hospice, he told himself.

——I am sorry for this child, so I try my best to make up for her, and I give her everything she wants.

Until that night came, and he passed out again in the motel bathroom.

The moment before his consciousness disappeared, all the people who had been harmed by him were within the range of his eyes.

He thought he would wake up on the cold floor as usual.

but no.

He was awakened by the warm sunshine in the warm and dry bed.

After he opened his eyes, he was stunned for a long time.

He suddenly realized that he was no longer alone.

He looked at the little symbiote that had just woken up and greeted him in a daze, and suddenly had a thought, a thought that was dangerous to him:

He didn't want to see Ruby among the souls he had killed.

Not at all.

Just thinking of such a scene, he already felt as if his throat was choked, making it difficult to breathe.

Yeah, he's already killed so many people, he shouldn't care anymore.

But when he saw Ruby's beautiful eyes, the softest part of his heart began to tingle clearly again.

She said: What you got in exchange for those sins should be something more worthwhile.

He froze for a moment.

Something more worthwhile?

What exactly is something more worthwhile?

What is worth the eternal captivity of an innocent, pure life?

She is innocent.

She has been kept in the dark.

She doesn't know anything.

She should have the right to choose, but in order to eliminate all uncertain factors, he deprived her of that right.

He found that he seemed to care a little bit.

But he had no other choice.

He has no other choice.

Time is meaningless in each other's illusion, and the small symbiosis will enter a state of absolute immortality after entering.

Maybe it's worse than dying.

For the first time, he doubted so deeply whether he had made the wrong choice.

But Sannomiya will soon break through his blockade.

The arrow is on the string, and it has to be fired.

So he found Lucifer according to his previous plan.

As he thought, Lucifer agreed to his request even though he was extremely reluctant.

So the plan went ahead.

He successfully used Ruby to seal the three demons into each other's illusion, and quickly closed the illusion to prevent the three demons from leaving.

After all, Sangong is too powerful, once Ruby fails to control him, all their efforts will be in vain.

However, at this time, he was also about to die.

He was injured so badly that his life was on the verge of disappearing.

Sure enough, Lucifer came as agreed, and he asked him what he wanted.

Sealing the Sangong was only a small favor from Lucifer in exchange for it. His favors had always been marked with a price, and he would not make any loss-making transactions.

So, what does he want?

He suddenly couldn't figure out what he wanted.

What he wants should be to survive, at least not to be dragged to hell so quickly.

But just when he was about to express his request, he remembered what Ruby said again.

"What you got in exchange for those sins should be something more worthwhile."

He deceived and used Ruby, and exchanged her future for the survival of this world.

He exchanged the survival of this world for a favor from Lucifer.

He exchanged Lucifer's favor for the continuation of his life.

……does it worth?

Is it really worthwhile to extend his life for a person who is rotten from the bottom of his body and destined to go to hell?

not worth it.

But what if you take this rotten life in exchange for Ruby?

At this moment, he finally had an answer in his heart.

So he expressed his request and asked Lucifer to restrain the Sangongmo. In just a few seconds, he rescued Ruby from the illusion.

Ruby was rescued.

Lucifer repaid his favor, and they owe nothing to each other ever since.

So Lucifer began to perform his duties as the lord of hell and dragged him to hell himself.

At this moment, he thought he would regret it.

But it didn't.

That's good, he thought.

Anyway, going to hell is a matter of time.

Now the second boot has finally landed, which is fine.

Suddenly, he saw those gray and white souls again.

Their faces full of indifference, scrutiny, and even pity finally showed a smile.