Do not disturb the evil spirits [Unlimited]

Li Zhiming's condition is very bad.

Just one night after being admitted to the medical center, he underwent two emergency rescues.His life was barely suspended by the most sophisticated instruments and the most advanced drugs in the emergency room.

But when the sun rose the next day, it was discovered that Li Zhiming's illness had stopped deteriorating without warning.

Although he was still lying on the hospital bed, unconscious, the cracked wounds on his body were being smoothed over and over, and the scars were gradually scabbing and falling off, leaving behind shocking marks.

Needless to say, his vitality is constantly being restored.

The experts and doctors in the medical center were amazed by this.

When Li Zhiming woke up, the terrible wounds on his body had completely healed.But his skin is still bluish-white different from ordinary people, and the nails of his ten fingers are also pure black.

"It probably refers to internal necrosis." The doctor who came to examine him comforted him, "After a while, your nails should fall off and then grow back. It will be a soft shell at first, very fragile, but It's brand new and will slowly regain firmness."

Li Zhiming stared at his fingers for a while, then hid his hands under the quilt.

He knew that he would never grow new nails again.

From then on, he was a half-dead man.

After he was discharged from the hospital, he planned to buy a bottle of pure black nail polish.Since the nails must be black, they should be evenly black and shiny.

The important thing is not to offend that god.

"Mr. Li...Mr. Li?"

The doctor's call brought Li Zhiming's attention back.

"Yeah. Sorry, I was distracted just now." Li Zhiming showed a faint, slightly weak smile.

"It's nothing. We're just afraid that something might go wrong with your body." The doctor filled out all the physical signs and put the data pad around his waist, and said, "However, we still admire you very much for being able to survive death with willpower. Summon..."

The god who cast a curse on Li Zhiming is called "Ice Field Master", and he is in charge of thousands of dead spirits.Since Li Zhiming introduced the existence of this Sun God at the report meeting, many people called him "Death God" according to the popular concept.

The medical center is helpless against the ice master's curse.

Before they could figure out a solution, Li Zhiming's body deteriorated rapidly.Afterwards, Li Zhiming broke through the barrier of life and death on his own.Surprised by the experts of the medical center, they also explored the cause, but they found nothing.

If there must be some reason for Li Zhiming to survive, then only Li Zhiming knows this reason.But he kept silent, and the people in the medical center couldn't do anything about it, they could only think that he had carried it by himself.

After all, there's no need for Li Zhiming to hide how he got rid of the curse, is there?

Now everyone knows that he is the creator of Theogony, the one who dedicated his whole life to the Prevention and Control Bureau before his death.

They will not doubt Li Zhiming's loyalty.

"The examination is over. You are recovering well." The doctor wearing a white coat had a young face. He was the one who rescued Li Zhiming at the research meeting. At that time, Li Zhiming's injuries frightened him a lot. Seeing that Li Zhiming was discharged safely, The doctor was also very relieved, "After two more days of observation, I will be discharged from the hospital."

Li Zhiming nodded slightly, so the doctor smiled, turned and walked out of the ward, and closed the door.

Li Zhiming leaned on the pillow and looked up at the white ceiling with a hint of confusion in his eyes.

He recalled that night again.

His dying soul was somehow led into a glorious temple, where a white-haired priest sat on a throne overlooking him under the bright full moon.

Everything around is so peaceful and holy, only him, his feet are entwined with lingering black air, and his skin is covered with hideous wounds.

At that time, Li Zhiming hadn't figured out anything yet, his soul was already occupied by the uneasiness of feeling ashamed.

"You are going to die soon." The white-haired priest looked at him and said, "The phantom of the Lord of the Ice Field is already lingering beside your bed."

I know that.I have exhausted all my life's knowledge and trekked countless alleys, but I can't find anyone or a way to undo the curse.

"I can save you." The priest said, his eyes were covered by a layer of mist, but he still exuded infinite charm, "but the premise is - you must become my believer."

Li Zhiming didn't want to refuse.

In fact, after being tortured for so long, and facing the unspeakable mysterious existence of the priest in white, Li Zhiming has completely disregarded it.

He used to think that gods and spirits were just higher-level weird creatures, no different from ordinary demons and ghosts.

But only when you face the gods directly, or get in touch with the real corner of the gods, can you understand what a real "spirit" is.

Compared with the mighty power of gods and gods, everything about human beings is so insignificant.Whether it's human emotions, nobility and despicableness, desires and dreams, or anything else... the gods can choose to see these things in their eyes, or they can choose to flick them off like dust on the hem of their clothes. any burden.

Because of this, as a writer of theogony, Li Zhiming knew how rare it was to be personally introduced by the gods.

Li Zhiming asked with a trembling voice: "May I ask your title..."

The priest in white didn't speak.

Li Zhiming suddenly seemed to have thought of something, and looked up at the moon that was rotating with strong life force in turn.

"Is it Yuanyue?" Li Zhiming murmured.

"You are very knowledgeable." The priest in white seems to be satisfied with his point, "I won't tell you how Yuanyue exists. You just need to answer my question——I want you to be my believer. I offer my allegiance, and I will help you escape the curse of the Icefield Lord, so that you can continue to live. If you want, I can even make you live longer than everyone else..."

The Lord of Yuanyue tempted him lightly.

Li Zhiming was stunned for a long time.

After a while, he stared blankly at the corner of the priest's clothes in white, and muttered to himself: "The dispute between Yaori and Yuanyue...so that's it. Are you going to take my soul away and disgust the Icefield Lord?"

Priest in white: "..."

Priest in white: "If you want to think so, you can."

"Then, please excuse my refusal." Li Zhiming gasped and said, he could feel the chill rushing from his limbs to his internal organs, which was the chill from the approaching "death", "I am not those ignorant humans, I Know what the so-called 'faith' is. If I give you my soul, then even if I am alive, my will and actions will be completely controlled by you...I am no longer me, and it is no different from death .”

Li Zhiming has two brushes.

He knows that there are two situations in the believer's contract between humans and gods.One is an ordinary believer's contract, as long as you guarantee the uniqueness and loyalty of your belief to the god, you can work for the god under the command of the god, but this kind of contract often has a day to dissipate or be dissolved.There is also a soul contract, where believers donate their souls, and the gods can occupy the entire will of the believer, making the believer a puppet without self-thought.

For Li Zhiming, if he becomes a puppet of the gods, he may not even be able to commit suicide in the future, so he might as well die.Signing this kind of contract just to survive is not in line with his values.

"You're quite stubborn." The priest in white seemed to be a little speechless. At this moment, Li Zhiming was surprised to find an aura similar to "human" on the priest, "But you must know, if you don't sign a soul contract with me, you You can’t completely get rid of the curse of the master of the ice field.”

"He made a mark on your soul. I have to wash off that mark. Otherwise, even if you become my believer and borrow the power of Yuanyue to restore your vitality, your body will not be able to fully recover. You will be in the The edge between 'death' and 'life' is hovering, becoming neither dead nor alive, this state is very unstable." The priest in white seemed a little displeased, "I don't want the believers I saved by expending my divine power to die at any time."

"So that's it." Li Zhiming suddenly smiled, "So you thought I was useful to you, so you chose to save me, didn't you?"

Compared to confronting the Lord of the Ice Field... the Lord of Yuanyue clearly wants him to live!

When Li Zhiming said this, his fingertips were cold.He was betting, betting on a possibility.

Does he not want to live?Of course he wants to live!He is willing to seize any opportunity to fight for the possibility of surviving!But if, if he can still fight for the freedom of his soul...

But he may fail.Maybe it would be even uglier to die.

He was overwhelmed by the tide of death, and above his head was a full moon that symbolized a trace of life.God knows, after the words of bargaining came out, the fear in his heart had almost reached its peak.

For a moment, he wished that he would die immediately, so that he would no longer have to endure the repeated pulling and suffering between instinct and gnosis.

In fact, when Li Zhiming was brainstorming, Si Qingxuan, who was sitting on the throne, was also a little frightened.

"Li Zhiming's judgment is very accurate. I saved him to take advantage of him." Si Qingxuan talked to his own system in his heart, "He realized it so quickly, and he told me the other way... As expected of a doctor, his education level is high."

If Li Zhiming really submits to him, then Li Zhiming is the most educated person under Yuan Yue's command.At least it's better than Shu Yan's high school graduate.

Si Qingxuan likes smart people.

But Li Zhiming was unwilling to sign a soul contract with him, which still made him a little unhappy.

"I'm not the kind of god who likes to force others to be my believers." Si Qingxuan said, "Well, since you made your own choice, I respect your choice."

"Yuanyue won't make your body decay, but it can't let you get rid of the shadow of death either. I hope you take care of your own life, and don't take advantage of Yaori's bastards."

Li Zhiming was overjoyed.

After signing the contract, he was thrown out of the temple by Si Qingxuan.

Looking at the extra name on the list of believers, Si Qingxuan felt a little emotional. Although there are still not many believers, this number can at least lead to a decent group chat on social software.