Chapter 38: Those Who Are Chasing the Extraordinary
At the same time, the earth
Bian Su played with the crucible in front of him religiously, which was an abandoned cemetery.
The cemetery has almost been moved, leaving only messy construction debris and wild grass growing.
Bian Su likes this kind of place.
Usually, it's because these places are always associated with danger and superstition in the stories passed down by the elders and people around them.
For Bian Su, a young man who longed for the extraordinary, such a place held a certain forbidden attraction.
"People always think that they are born with some kind of sacred mission"...
Bian Su forgot where he had read such a sentence.
He seemed to be the "people" described in these words, tracing the world beyond the boundary.
Ghosts or magic, curses or blessings.
Behind those absurd and uninhibited essays, is there a real mysterious world that outsiders cannot peep into?
Some people classify this kind of childhood thoughts as "innocuous" past events.
Occasionally, while taking a breather from work, I remembered that I was once a man whose mission was to save the world.
And some people spend their whole lives chasing something that is regarded as an illusion by the world, but yet they are extremely afraid of it.
From childhood to adulthood, Bian Su has been wandering crazily on the verge of death.
He has been to those "famous" haunted houses, and also visited those neglected cemeteries at dusk.
I have seen many wizards with excellent skills and met three or two gentlemen with sophisticated skills.
There are also monks who are wandering around in the mountains, and there are masters who are both crazy and greedy.
Bian Su didn't know what he was chasing.
He just felt that those stories about freedom in the clouds should not be legends fabricated by our ancestors.
Otherwise, why could he understand his own status so accurately?
It's as if it's just a machine.
Bian Su has never told anyone about his abnormality:
He was born with the ability to understand his own body, which is an indescribable feeling.
When he was young, he had nothing to refer to. He only wrote down his feelings when he was injured or sick.
As you get older and come into contact with a thermometer, you can roughly estimate your own body temperature at any time.
This once made Bian Su happily immersed in this "extraordinary".
He tried to look for the strange things in the world, looking for the power that could truly make him powerful.
Unfortunately, he got nothing.
This made Biansu feel scared, and he was afraid of the equally clear death.
Compared to the chaotic world, he can sense more clearly that his body has an expiration date.
Bian Su looked at the boiling crucible in front of him.
To be honest, he was a little confused.
He has been exposed to many events that seemed extremely magical from the outside.
Even to this day, he still doesn't understand the principle.
But Bian Su knew that they were not extraordinary powers.
What hinders him from understanding and mastering them is just the deviation of knowledge and vision.
To put it simply, it's just some fun tricks.
Bian Su has never been exposed to real extraordinary power, but inexplicably, there is an invisible voice in his heart.
Tell him: what is the real extraordinary power.
Bian Su was convinced that he had found the answer.
Not long ago, he was riding a train and scrolling through station B when he suddenly found a push from the Food Channel.
When Bian Su saw the last part, the dark potion that exuded the power of evil energy.
He had a sense of destiny and an indescribable subtle sense of déjà vu.
As if being electrocuted, Bian Su could feel his body trembling slightly!
It seemed that at that moment, all the cells were roaring with the same voice:
That's it! That's it! Amid the horrified expressions of the passengers next to him, Bian Su sat upright suddenly, his face exuding an unprecedented seriousness.
Yes, finally, he found it!
At that moment, Bian Su wanted to roar.
But considering that the car next to him was preparing to call the police, Bian Su suppressed the ecstasy in his heart.
It is an ultimate joy that cannot be shared by outsiders!
What do they know?
They even need a thermometer to check their own body temperature!
Bian Su thought proudly.
But why label it as gourmet food?
Bian Su felt that he had a subtle, twisted feeling.
Fortunately, he does not dwell on these external "mistakes".
"Zizzi..."
The flames licked the bottom of the crucible little by little.
Bian Su originally wanted to try the first potion refining in the video.
But the green light across the screen made Bian Su feel a little uncomfortable, and made Bian Su give up the idea.
Extraordinary power must be more dangerous and difficult to control than chemistry.
You don't even have to be cautious about the thermite reaction, and you still try to touch the more terrifying supernatural power?
That's seeking death...
The reason why Bian Su was able to show what ordinary people thought was "bold" before.
Simply because, at the beginning, he had almost found the answer.
The second half was just a futile struggle to comfort myself for the travel expenses and energy consumed.
Compared to the extraordinary elements, what is more dangerous in those processes is people.
In deserted, unmonitored areas, human evil is always more likely to breed.
Therefore, Bian Su rarely brings any exorcism water or the like when exploring.
Anti-wolf spray is the best "exorcism water", and the multifunctional weapon shovel is the best "enchanted weapon".
As the brown sugar in the crucible gradually dissolves.
Bian Su placed the newly cut ginger pieces with a solemn expression, his hands steady and slow, as if this was an extremely solemn ceremony.
The surrounding area has been temporarily trimmed to make it extremely smooth.
Even the gravel on top is arranged in an orderly manner.
Bian Su could feel that some invisible force was growing from within his body.
It was a strange feeling that he had never felt before.
It's not the curling of muscles or the beating of nerves.
It is a kind of secret that is independent of those flesh-and-blood relationships and may be buried deeper under the bone marrow!
"Gulu."
The first piece of ginger was submerged in the sugar water. Bian Su stabilized his hands and closed his eyes in concentration.
Then came the second piece, the third piece...
Their type, shape, quantity, and even the cutting marks are almost the same as those in the video.
Who could imagine that underneath the seemingly funny pictures, there is real extraordinary power hidden?
Bian Su had no distracting thoughts and put in the last piece of ginger.
Bian Su was shocked with the sound of the ginger pieces being submerged into the sugar water.
He felt that unusual throbbing again!
So, he suddenly opened his eyes and saw sugar water that was not the same as in the video, and was mixed with ginger pieces.
Inexplicably, Bian Su knew that it was done!
Bian Su carefully picked up a drop of sugar water with chopsticks and sipped it into his mouth.
The hot sugar water instantly distorted his face.
But Bian Su smiled.
He felt something indescribable beneath the hot, viscous liquid.
In order to distinguish this abnormality, he had been drinking sugar water for a week continuously before this.
It is so weak, yet so unfamiliar.
Bian Su stared at the sunset over the cold cemetery. In a daze, he felt that it was early morning...