From the previous diary, Fang Xian knew that the owner of this notebook was called Heijie, an adolescent boy.
In my diary, I recorded some content that is inappropriate for children.
He always took it as a joke, but in fact it was nothing.
But the little boy obviously felt that it was not safe and wanted to destroy the body and eliminate all traces!
"If I tear out a few more pages, will there be no place for me?"
"Um?"
Fang Xian suddenly discovered that the dark gap was slowly but surely recovering.
"Is this my immortal soul that has changed the nature of the diary? No...it seems that some of its own characteristics are immortal?"
He began to feel that there was something unusual about the notebook he was living in.
At this time, it at least proves that it has the two characteristics of 'alive' and 'indestructible'.
"That's right... I can reincarnate as a living thing at most, how can I become a dead thing? Unless the notebook is originally alive?"
…
Not long after, a new line of fonts appeared on the darkness. It was slightly sloppy, reflecting the inner peace of the writer.
"Impossible... I clearly remember tearing up those pages of the diary, why did they come back again?"
"Crazy, I must be crazy!"
The next moment, more diaries were torn out and turned into a large number of fragments.
But they are still recovering slowly but surely.
Fang Xian looked bored, and with a slight touch of the power of the soul, he suddenly felt that it could speed up the process.
As soon as he thought about it, in the blink of an eye, the space returned to its original state.
"Very good, it seems that I don't have to worry about the safety of this habitat for the time being..."
He nodded with satisfaction, not knowing whether the people outside were collapsed.
But he soon found out.
Not long after, a fire began to appear in this dark space, swallowing up a lot of darkness.
"Are you... planning to burn me to ashes?"
Fang Xian was speechless.
He looked at the darkness being swallowed up by the fire, thought for a while, and did not take action.
Anyway, this bit of fire did not bring any sense of threat to his soul.
After the space burned out, little bits of light emerged from nowhere and re-condensed into a dark object. It was a jelly-like colloid, with countless light spots seemingly wandering inside.
"Is this...the 'essence' of a notebook?"
Fang Xian thought for a while, and the power of the soul spread.
This 'darkness' still wanted to resist, but was immediately tamed and controlled by the power of his soul.
This feeling is very strange, as if I have tamed a hound.
"Recover!"
With a thought in his mind, Fang Xian controlled that dark quality and restored the original space.
Without this space, his soul felt very uncomfortable.
The original writing in the space has been swept away and turned into a brand new notebook.
"The characteristics of immortality and automatic recovery come from the notebook itself. I just drive it. Even if it is driven thousands of times, I will not lose the power of my soul, which is good..."
"Furthermore, I feel that even if it is destroyed thousands of times, it cannot shake the 'essence' of this notebook... It is an amazing thing, eh? Wait a minute?"
After mastering that bit of 'essence', Fang Xian found that he seemed to have an extra ability.
"curse!"
"Using blood as a medium, I can curse the target to death? No...it is the characteristic of this notebook. I can curse the other person to death, using the other person's blood as a medium..."
"Hejie's surname is not Ye... I'm speechless..."
…
At this time, a new handwriting appeared in the space: "What on earth are you...?"
It seems that the owner of the notebook is a little crazy.
"I also want to know..."
Fang Xian thought for a while, and wrote a new line of text under the other party's handwriting:
"Book of Curses!"
"Write the name in the target's blood and curse the target to death!"
Blood is the key, there is no need for a name at all. After all, there are so many people with the same names in the world. This is a bit of bad taste added by Fang Xian himself.
…
There was no reply for a long time, it seemed that the black hero was frightened.
After confirming that his safety was guaranteed, Fang Xian was no longer afraid.
Even if the other party abandons you or is locked in a corner, you can still wait quietly for reincarnation to start again.
Of course, if you still want to go out and have fun, you must show your worth.
"Let's see if he will be tempted..."
"And... a book with wisdom is obviously scarier than a dull book. I'd better pretend to be a rigid book of curses. I can't reveal my ability to think..."
Therefore, when a few days later, when the black hero asked questions like crazy, Fang Xian just pretended to be dumbfounded to see if the black hero would try.
He didn't have to wait long for that day.
One day, Fang Xian found an extra name written in blood on his notebook.
Rat one!
"How clever, this is obviously not a personal name, you still know how to find small animals for testing first?"
"But the target of this notebook seems to be a living creature..."
Fang Xian's spiritual power came into contact with this name, and the name written in blood seemed to inspire some kind of 'catalyst', allowing him to 'see' a little hamster in a cage.
The little hamster didn't know what was going on, and suddenly became anxious like crazy and started running around.
"Your life is in my hands!"
Fang Xian sensed the essence of the notebook he controlled.
He has completely controlled this trait, so he can decide whether and when the curse will explode.
"If it were a human being, I would still hesitate. Since it's a mouse in the experiment, it doesn't matter... I happen to need a test subject."
Fang Xian inspires special abilities.
The next moment, the little hamster suddenly fell down, its limbs stiff and motionless.
Not only that, its fur fell off quickly, emitting a stinky smell, and seemed to begin to rot in a short period of time...
"Really dead..."
At the same time as it died, Fang Xian felt the trickle of energy that had been swallowed up before, infusing his soul, making his condition a little better.
"It's too little. Compared to the original one, it's just a drop of water... Is this... the... spirituality brought about by the death of the hamster?"
Fang Xian was thoughtful.
He named this energy ‘spirituality’!
All things have animism!
Every living creature possesses spirituality.
Human beings are the primates of all things, and naturally have the most abundant spirituality. They are even on a completely different level from other animals.
"When I absorbed that spirituality, Hejie once recorded a diary. He went to attend a funeral, so someone died? I absorbed a little bit of the other person's spirituality?"
"This notebook can curse the death of living beings, take away their spirituality, and can also passively swallow the spirituality of the dead around them?"
"And this kind of spirituality is very helpful for me to restore my strength?"
Fang Xian had a feeling.
He was still in the realm of Yuanshen, but he didn't have the power.
And in the rules of this world, it seems that there is no concept of the vitality of heaven and earth in the previous world.
But instead, there is a kind of ‘spirituality’ that can be exploited!
If he can absorb a lot of spirituality, even if he cannot return to the peak of his previous life, he can at least increase his strength. This may be his chance to escape from this 'cage'.
After all, he can only passively accept information now, or use the curse to temporarily let it go, and he can't even detect the diary with his spiritual consciousness.
"Is this... forcing me to become a certain notebook?"
"It's not good... Maybe we should use another method, such as asking Hejie to take me to the hospital or funeral parlor to wait..."