"What!"
"Where's the ghost?"
Everyone panicked and looked around, but they found nothing.
"Fang Xiu, what nonsense are you spouting at a time like this? Where's the ghost?"
A colleague, who was quite frightened, glared at Fang Xiu.
"Yeah, yeah, what kind of time is this for you to deliberately scare people."
Fang Xiu looked at everyone calmly. His handsome and fair face appeared even more delicate in the darkness, coupled with his emotionless expression, giving people an eerie feeling of a living doll.
Everyone felt uncomfortable under the gaze of his still, dead-water-like eyes.
Even the voices denouncing him gradually weakened.
Suddenly, Fang Xiu spoke.
"Wang Xiaoli is gone."
Wang Xiaoli?
"Nonsense, Wang Xiaoli was clearly right beside me. Wang Xiaoli, say something," a colleague called out.
As a result, Wang Xiaoli did not respond.
The person's heart immediately sank. He quickly used his phone to shine a light, and he was shocked to find that Wang Xiaoli, who had been next to him just moments ago, was indeed gone.
"Wang Xiaoli! Wang Xiaoli!"
He quickly called out twice, but there was still no response.
This caused an uproar among the crowd.
"Wang Xiaoli really disappeared!"
"Could it really be a ghost that appeared?"
"Fang Xiu, did you see what the ghost looked like?" Wang Ziteng suddenly asked.
Although there were conflicts between Wang Ziteng and Fang Xiu, in the face of a life-and-death crisis, he wouldn't go as far as to fight.
Fang Xiu said calmly, "Visibility is poor in the dark. I didn't see the ghost, I only saw Wang Xiaoli disappear."
His calm demeanor was as if it wasn't a person who had just disappeared, but an ant.
A normal person, upon seeing such a bizarre situation, even if they didn't scream out loud, would at least have a panicked expression.
But Fang Xiu calmly described Wang Xiaoli's disappearance, without any emotional fluctuations.
The people present were not fools. Having worked in the workplace for many years, everyone had some ability to read people's expressions. Anyone could see that Fang Xiu's calmness was somewhat abnormal.
Wang Ziteng suddenly asked suspiciously, "Fang Xiu, you don't seem to be afraid of ghosts at all. Could it be that you are a Spirit Master?"
Fang Xiu shook his head and asked in return, "What is a Spirit Master?"
The look of doubt in Wang Ziteng's eyes deepened.
"A Spirit Master is someone who controls their own spirituality. I don't understand the specifics very well, but spirituality seems to be the power of the mind. My cousin said that there is a huge power hidden within people's minds, but everyone's mind is in a dusty state, just like a luminous pearl covered in dust.
And a Spirit Master is someone who wipes away the dust, allowing the mind to emit the light of spirituality."
Wang Ziteng wanted to continue explaining, but Wu Dahai interrupted him, "Young Master Wang! What kind of time is this? How can you still have time to popularize science? People are already disappearing. Hurry up and think of a way to escape!"
"Shut up!" Wang Ziteng said angrily, "Escape? How do we escape? Where do we escape to? Only three people have disappeared so far. What if we move around randomly and trigger the ghost's taboo? We might all die!
Besides, the secrets I'm telling you now are related to our life and death!
What do you think is the origin of Spirit Masters? They are not born that way, but acquired later.
The best way to break this situation right now is if someone can become a Spirit Master!"
"So, Spirit Masters are trained in ghost domains?" Fang Xiu suddenly said.
Wang Ziteng nodded in some surprise, seemingly astonished that Fang Xiu could still maintain such keen judgment now.
"That's right. The only way to become a Spirit Master is to use the power of ghosts!
I said before that everyone's mind is in a dusty state. To polish the mind, two conditions must be met.
First, experiencing great terror between life and death. Only by undergoing the baptism of life and death can the dust on the mind loosen, or by receiving some major stimulation. Stimulating the mind can also work.
Second, making contact with a ghost, allowing the ghost's power to invade the mind.
It's like a rag wiping away dust.
However, one thing to note is that although the power of a ghost can wipe away the dust on the mind, it itself carries a kind of pollution. While polishing the mind, it also pollutes it.
If you compare the mind to a dusty luminous pearl, then the power of a ghost is like a blood-stained rag. While wiping away the dust, it will inevitably stain the luminous pearl with blood.
The so-called light of spirituality is actually a product of the mind's own luster being distorted by the ghost."
After hearing this, Fang Xiu had already made his calculations.
It seemed that this was a psychocentric world. The power of a Spirit Master originated from the combination of their own mind and the power of a ghost.
The state between life and death was the catalyst for both, just like those chemical reactions that require heating. The state between life and death was the heating process.
Thinking of this, Fang Xiu was slightly puzzled. He had already met both conditions—being between life and death and encountering a ghost. Why hadn't he awakened his spirituality? Or had he already awakened it without realizing it?
At this moment, Wang Ziteng continued to explain, "Therefore, everyone present has the opportunity to become a Spirit Master. Once someone becomes a Spirit Master, there will be hope of escaping the ghost domain!"
"What are the characteristics of awakening one's spirituality?" Fang Xiu suddenly asked.
"First, your physical fitness will surpass that of ordinary people, your senses will become extremely sharp, and after your spirituality is awakened, you will awaken a unique ability. This ability is a reflection of your own mind. No two minds are exactly the same, so no two abilities are exactly the same."
Ability? Reflection of the mind?
Fang Xiu first thought of his death rewind. Could this be his ability?
No, that wasn't right. His physical fitness and senses were no different from ordinary people. He hadn't gained any enhancement at all.
Moreover, he had a faint intuition that the ability to rewind time after death was something he had possessed since transmigrating, not something that came from awakening his spirituality.
Based on a comprehensive judgment, it seemed that he had not yet awakened his spirituality.
So the question was, since his death rewind was not an ability brought about by awakening his spirituality, why hadn't he become a Spirit Master even though he had clearly met the two conditions?
At this moment, Fang Xiu suddenly realized that he hadn't actually met all the conditions because of his death rewind.
The state between life and death existed; this shouldn't disappear with the death rewind. It should be a state of mind, something that, like memories, wouldn't change with the death rewind.
After all, his state of mind had already undergone earth-shattering changes due to repeated deaths.
However, the condition of contact with a ghost had not been met, because every time he came into contact with his wife, he would die. This time he survived, which was equivalent to no contact.
As for the ghosts all over the street, Fang Xiu guessed that that didn't count as contact at all, because when they weren't "seen," ghosts didn't exist for humans.
This time was completely different. The ghost hidden in the dark seemed to have broken into reality from the illusory, able to kill without meeting the condition of being "seen."
The disappearance of the mental hospital, the ghost that could kill without being "seen," and the information about Spirit Masters intertwined in Fang Xiu's mind.
There must be some connection between them, but it hadn't been discovered yet.
Although he was now in a dangerous situation, Fang Xiu felt a rare sense of pleasure at this moment.
Because he saw the hope of revenge, which was to become a Spirit Master.
Suddenly, a flicker caught the corner of Fang Xiu's eye, "Another person has disappeared."