When Ding Xiaoyi came out of the examination room.
Many newcomers have disappeared, while some still have tangled faces.
He seemed to be considering what to do.
There is only one day left until the training ends.
And this last day, I believe, is the day for newcomers like them to make a choice.
They can choose to give up.
You might even consider becoming a liberal arts clerk in a trade union.
But after this, I can no longer become a spirit exterminator.
Ding Xiaoyi even sympathized with them.
This is a difficult multiple-choice question. To become a spiritual master, you really have nothing.
Apart from faith and glory, the final outcome may be a tombstone without a name.
This couldn't help but remind him of what the bad old man said in the underworld.
Effort and reward are directly proportional.
Only give up all power, status, and even your own name.
Only then will you be qualified to master extraordinary power.
Only you can do it.
Use extraordinary strength to accomplish extraordinary feats.
In the end, he waved his clothes away, leaving no leaves on his body.
If you cannot do this, becoming a spiritual exterminator will only increase your burden, and your power will only become your tool.
This goes against the original intention of the ancestors who created the Soul Exorcist Guild.
Ding Xiaoyi looked at the book of exorcism with black cover in his hand.
Turning to the first page, the names of three people were suddenly written on it.
Black Robe, Burner, King Ming.
The three of them are not the first generation of spirit exterminators, nor are they the most outstanding spirit exterminators.
But the three of them are the final punctuation marks that end an era.
They are also the architects of the Soul Exorcist Union. This Spirit Exorcist will be the final contribution of the three people to the union.
I thought that Redding would take the opportunity to persuade him to become a spiritual exterminator.
However, unexpectedly, Redding did not say a word from beginning to end. He just introduced a few of his former comrades to himself.
Finally, he looked back at Ding Xiaoyi: "Later, our trio encountered an ambush. Another companion and I fought desperately to resist, but the other party attacked in a targeted manner. At the critical moment, it was Wang Qi who saved us."
Having said this, Redding did not say any more.
Instead, put this book in your hands.
He could clearly feel the weight of this book and the unspoken warning.
Such a result surprised me.
Looking back on what Wang Qi said back then, it was indeed true, but at that time Wang Qi did not mention who his other two teammates were.
He was a little surprised for a moment.
However, after a brief surprise, Ding Xiaoyi's mood calmed down.
Redding obviously knew that the person who saved him that day was himself.
He didn't know how much Wang Qi would tell him about himself.
But one thing he knew very well was that if Redding wanted to deal with him, he would have done it long ago.
What really makes Ding Xiaoyi calm down is that his situation is different from Wang Qi's.
The ability to become invisible is given by [Gu Lingshan], not through fusion with psychic creatures.
Therefore, my body is very clean, without any trace of the fusion of psychic creatures.
Even if the trade union wanted to investigate, they wouldn't be able to find anything wrong with me.
On the contrary, if I expose Wang Qi's matter.
Humph, that would be fun.
In the past few days of basic tutoring, the magician focused on the fact that the union has very strict punishment standards for fallen spirits.
How strict it was, the magician didn't say it directly.
But you can guess from her words that once discovered, the union will use extreme means to remove the psychic creatures from you.
Even if it means digging a few holes in your body, I won't hesitate.
As for the subsequent soul-killing masters, if they are alive, they will never appear in the team of soul-killing masters again. As for where they will be placed, Ding Xiaoyi does not know.
If this matter comes out, neither Lei Ding nor Wang Qi will be let go by the union.
So, sure enough, it is not the law that bullies the poor, but the law that bullies those who do not understand the law.
At least in the current era of the league, which has a perfect legal system, if you don't understand the rules and laws, you will really suffer.
Redding did not reveal this directly.
I believe that I don’t want to stimulate myself too much.
His meaning and hint are just to tell himself not to go down the wrong path.
Those wordless tombstones are the biggest warning to myself.
As long as you do evil, there will never be a shortage of people in the union who dare to dedicate themselves.
At least he will definitely be ranked first.
In this regard, Ding Xiaoyi did not oppose him and silently accepted the warning.
The only secret I have is the house next to Huangquan. Apart from that house, I have no other secrets.
"You're out!"
At this time, Beckett came forward and looked Ding Xiaoyi up and down, suddenly realizing that something was wrong.
Each of them is frowning.
Not only because of the treatment of becoming a spirit exterminator, but also because of the different scenes that each person encountered, but without exception, they all saw the title of the spirit exorcist in the cemetery.
So everyone's feelings are different.
Really giving up everything is not as simple as it sounds.
This is also where Beckett feels depressed. He knows very well that his decision in the next day will affect his life and even his own destiny.
So everyone was not relaxed, but Ding Xiaoyi actually had a look of relief on his face.
This made Beckett wonder whether this guy had completed the assessment.
Faced with Beckett's suspicious look, Ding Xiaoyi knew exactly what he was thinking and curled his lips: "Don't look at me like that. I'm a member of the outside staff. What do you have to think about??"
"External members???"
Beckett looked at Ding Xiaoyi in confusion.
"What do you think?"
"I..." Beckett grabbed his forehead with both hands, but he was worried that Ding Xiaoyi might not be able to bear it.
Then he turned around and told himself that this matter had nothing to do with him?
This is like if you are still worried about the other party's college entrance examination, so you decide to take the exam with confidence and assume the worst result, and everyone will retake the exam together.
As a result, people turn around and tell you, I am recommended to Tsinghua University!!
Your mood... is really emmmm
Seeing Beckett's expression twisted for a moment, Ding Xiaoyi quickly found an excuse to run away.
If you don't leave, I'm afraid this kid will go crazy and jump up to bite you.
"Don't run!!"
Seeing that Ding Xiaoyi was about to run away, Beckett couldn't help but burst out and chased after him, vowing to beat this guy up.
The two of them ran and chased each other on the playground.
For a while, it became a scenic spot, attracting many newcomers who were struggling.
It's a pity that Beckett's physical strength is not as good as his strengthened self.
After running around for two times, the guy lay exhausted on the lawn. When Ding Xiaoyi came over and took a look, he saw that the guy was panting like a big toad.
However, after this hurried run, Beckett's depressed mood was suddenly dispelled.
After thinking for a while, he sat up and said: "I have decided, I want to become a spiritual master!"
Ding Xiaoyi stood aside and looked at him quietly.
"I'm serious. The world outside is big and exciting. Human life is so short, why not live a more exciting life!"
Beckett stood up and patted the grass and dirt off his butt.
"I want to see the outside world, the sea and the New World. I also want to be a knight and use my sword to protect my glory! As for after death, that shit is what happens after I die. Follow me again
what is the relationship!"
When Beckett said this, his face turned red for a moment, just like a student's wish for his future.
Regarding Beckett's choice, Ding Xiaoyi did not interrupt, nor did he give encouragement or worry.
Because this is his choice and has nothing to do with him.
But as a friend, Ding Xiaoyi patted Beckett on the shoulder: "Well, I wish you good luck!"
"Hmph! If you tell me, I feel very lucky just thinking about it!"
After Beckett finished speaking, he thought of Li Qing again and didn't know how this guy was doing now.
The next time he comes to make up for the training, no one will be as kind as me to comfort him.
Because tomorrow is the last day.
There is no curfew tonight.
The old man in the kitchen quietly prepared a dumpling for everyone.
This was also the last farewell gift he silently prepared for these newcomers.
A copy of the same dumplings was also placed on Redding's desk.
Looking at the old man in the kitchen in front of him, Lei Ding smiled bitterly: "When I go out to make dumplings, I go home to make noodles. Mr. Chen, you are very attentive."
The uncle, whom Redding called Mr. Chen, nodded: "I'm retiring, I can't bear to do it."
As he said that, he also took out a dumpling from the lunch box.
There is also a dish of vinegar.
"I haven't been back for thirty years, so it's my turn to make these dumplings."
For a person who has lived here for more than 30 years, this is his home. He goes out to make dumplings and comes home to make noodles.
I don’t know where my next meal of noodles will be.
"Do you have any plans??"
Lei Ding put down his chopsticks, carefully took out his treasured Yanghe wine, and poured a glass for Mr. Chen.
"I plan to... go out and have a look. I don't know how many of the old brothers from back then are still alive!"
Hearing this, Redding felt uncomfortable for a moment.
Just as he was about to say something, Mr. Chen waved his hand and stopped him, as if he knew exactly what Redding was going to say next.
A glass of strong wine went down the throat.
There were a few more thoughts in the cloudy eyes.
"You only have one life in ten years, and you can travel thousands of miles like a fluttering feather. You have an old Hu Chen appearance, and your clothes are brittle and windy..."
After drinking a glass of wine, Mr. Chen stood up and walked out.
Redding was left alone to sit there in a daze for a moment. From the table cabinet at hand, he saw that the bookcase contained basic books such as "Xinhua Dictionary".
After I took out a book called "Vernacular Poems" and flipped through the pages for a long time, I still couldn't find the source of this poem.
In the end, he could only take a mouthful of dumplings with a depressed look on his face, savoring the taste of the dumplings. Redding picked up the digestive juice on the side and poured it into his mouth. He smashed it and said, "Well, it tastes so good!"