Hunter: I’m Really Not a Mind Remover

"Finally..."

In the quiet and dark room, Moyou looked down at the palm of his hand, with a soft light reflected in his pupils.

There was a white light floating on his hand, which looked extremely unstable.

This white light is the life energy naturally drained from the human body, and it can also be called "Qi" or "Mind Power".

It is difficult for ordinary people to sense the existence of qi, so they can only let the qi drain naturally.

Sensing Qi, releasing Qi, retaining Qi.

The process is never easy.

Moyou crossed the river by feeling the stones, and it took nearly a year to barely control his breath.

This stage represents that he has officially passed the threshold called "Nian".

But compared to this meaningful first step, what made him happier was——

"The initial mastery of 'entanglement' is expected. The most important thing is...the soul is finally attuned."

Moyou breathed out slowly, his mood suddenly became a little complicated, and he whispered to himself: "It's been a year, time flies so fast..."

A year ago, he drove back to his hometown.

As a result, when passing through the high-speed tunnel, a large cloud of dense fog with extremely low visibility appeared strangely ahead.

At that time, his reaction was not slow, he lightly applied the brakes and turned on the fog lights at the same time.

But at the moment when the people and the car plunged into the thick fog, the field of vision suddenly spun, and when he came back to his senses, the soul was already attached to the body named Moyu Isaac.

At the same time, all kinds of fragmented memories appeared in his head.

Moyou was in a daze at the time, completely unaware of what happened.

Moreover, these memory fragments in his head not only failed to make him quickly understand the current situation, but also caused various minor problems in his mind and body afterwards.

To make matters worse, everything felt strange to him at first.

Fortunately, the original owner of the body seems to be in a coma due to trauma to the head...

It also gave him a reason for amnesia, so that he could slowly get familiar with the environment.

In the following year, Moyou stayed behind closed doors, studying, reading and exercising while overcoming various physical problems.

Then, through various books and digesting some memory fragments, I learned that I had traveled to the world of full-time hunters, and began to try to sense the existence of "Qi".

To this day, efforts have turned into results.

Right now, he just felt relaxed, as if he had been reborn.

"But it's not even close..."

Moyu concentrated his mind, imagining that the life energy flowing out would wrap around his body.

After realizing that this is the world of hunter-gatherer, his first thought was to learn to read.

This is a very important backing and guarantee for him, so he must better grasp this power.

In the dark room, a mass of white light floated, undulating like waves.

as time flows--

The undulating white light gradually stabilized at a speed visible to the naked eye.

This means that Moyou has initially mastered the tangle, and can wrap the qi around his body steadily.

"It's going fast."

Moyou looked down at the Qi flowing gently on his body, quite surprised.

From ups and downs to smooth flow, I thought this process would take a lot of time, but it turned out to be done in less than ten minutes.

Is it because the body's rejection reaction disappears that there is such a high cultivation efficiency?

There is no way of knowing the answer.

Moyou didn't dwell on this issue either.

As the entangled state of qi tends to be stable, the next goal is to make this state instinctive.

At that level, it is equivalent to wearing a layer of transparent armor with no dead ends at any time.

At the same time, retaining and wrapping the "qi" that should have been lost day and night around the body is equivalent to restraining the consumption of "life energy", so longevity is not a problem at all.

Thinking of this, Moyou looked up at the night outside the window, full of motivation in his heart.

Now is also the time to embrace this new world.

"Um?"

Suddenly, Moyou's gaze was attracted by a strand of foreign matter on the window sill.

"That is……"

He looked intently.

The foreign object was a wisp of black air, floating above the window sill like catkins.

"The black gas is very weak."

Moyou stared at the black air.

He recognized at a glance that the black air was the air left over from the death of human beings, and it could also be regarded as the thoughts, dead air, obsession, spirit, and even resentment left behind by human beings after death.

In this world, thoughts left behind after death are a very common existence.

But the "thoughts" left by ordinary people after death are usually extremely weak, and the sense of existence is almost zero, and will not have any impact on reality.

Only the kind of "thought" poured by "strong emotions" before death has a certain degree of intensity and the power of phenomenal influence.

However, the "Nian" left by ordinary people after death, even if it is watered by strong emotions, usually cannot pose a threat to those with Nian ability.

Interestingly, in this world where anyone can learn to "read" step by step...

The vast majority of people with nostalgic ability do not have the ability to eradicate "resentment", even if it does not threaten at all.

Only a small group of mind-capable people known as "Nian-eliminating Masters" have the ability to eradicate "Nian".

The jet-black energy in front of me is just the thoughts dyed black by strong emotions.

It's always been there, it's just that the old Moyu couldn't see it.

And Moyou can now open the "fine hole" and has mastered "entanglement", so with the help of the "qi" that is contained in the body, he can see the "resentment" that ordinary people cannot see.

"Why is there resentment in the monastery, could it be..."

Moyou raised his finger to his chin, his eyes showed thoughtful expression.

The previous home was a monastery built on a mountain in the scenic spot. Besides, there was also a monk father who was not taboo about wine and meat.

What is so special about the temple——

In addition to asking for lottery and offering incense, as well as throwing coins to make a wish in the release pool in front of the main hall, that is, placing relics.

It is one of the characteristics of this temple to put the relics of the deceased on the altar together with the last wishes.

So.

This strand of resentment was probably derived from that pile of relics.

Moyou got up, walked slowly to the window, and observed the black resentment closely.

The intensity is very weak, and there is a sense of déjà vu that disappears at the touch of a touch.

For ordinary people, there is basically no threat, let alone him who has just entered the threshold of ability users.

"Huh?"

Moyu looked down at the bottom of the resentment.

He discovered that this strand of resentment was not rootless duckweed, but a thinner black air thread was actually connected to its bottom.

"Wire?"

Moyou narrowed his eyes slightly, and subconsciously followed the black strands of air to look at the yard outside the window.

From his perspective, he could see the courtyard in front of the main hall covered with blue bricks. In the center of the courtyard was a release pool about half the size of a basketball court.

It is said to be a release pool, but in fact there are no living things in it, only water and coins covering the entire bottom of the pool.

now.

Moyou's attention was firmly attracted by the release pool.

Under the moonlight, the calm water surface of the Fangsheng Pond was covered with thick black resentment like a swamp at some point, exuding a breath-taking aura.

Cold and irritable.

Full of extreme malice!

Just the moment he captured this scene in his eyes, Moyou really felt a great threat.

"Just kidding..."

The scene that broke into the field of vision made Moyou's eyes widen.

A chill suddenly shot up from the back, spreading to all parts of the body in an instant.

Why is there such an astonishing amount of resentment accumulated in the mediocre monastery of my own family?

This is definitely not something that can be spawned by a pile of relics!

With such an intensity, ordinary people would probably die on the spot if they were slightly touched.

But he traveled for a year, but he didn't notice the big group of resentment gathered in the release pool?

And those tourists who came to the temple to visit and offer incense, when they threw coins into the release pond to make a wish, nothing happened.

Many doubts flashed through Moyou's head quickly.

At the same time, because of the dangerous atmosphere emanating from this mass of resentment, Moyou quickly backed away, just wanting to stay away from this extremely dangerous mass of resentment.

I don't know if it was because Moyou's gaze or retreating action stimulated the resentment in the release pool, or if he was attracted by the Qi on Moyou's body.

Seeing that the sticky mass of resentment seemed to have become conscious, it quickly shrank its body, and immediately rushed towards Moyou in the air.

The speed was extremely fast, flying over a distance of tens of meters in just one breath, and came to Moyou.

Moyou suddenly fell into an ice cellar, and only had time to release his energy to the maximum to form a defense, when he was hit by this mass of resentment and lost consciousness on the spot.

But the mass of black resentment did not continue to attack Moyou, but just quietly suspended in mid-air.

The room was so quiet that a needle could be heard, the moonlight outside the window quietly disappeared, the night was like thick ink, and the sight was full of oppression.

This small monastery standing on the top of the mountain seems to hide an unknown secret.

About three seconds passed.

The black resentment suspended in mid-air showed an attacking posture again.

But just as the black resentment rushed towards Moyou, a circular hole suddenly expanded on the water surface of the release pond, like a sewer with the manhole cover removed.

It's just that in the middle of the circular hole, there is a red shiny arrow going straight mark.

When this hole shaped like a sewer mouth appeared on the water surface of the release pool, the black resentment that was originally rushing towards Moyou suddenly froze in midair.

Immediately afterwards, there seemed to be an invisible suction force pulling the black resentment, pulling it towards the circular hole on the water surface of the release pool.

Black resentment struggled frantically, but to no avail.

But within a few breaths, it was pulled into the hole by this suction and disappeared without a trace.

As the black resentment disappeared, the round hole suddenly shrank into a black spot, and then disappeared out of thin air.

The room was suddenly so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.

After a while.

On the wall of the room next to the window, a small black spot exuding the luster of thought power appeared at the edge, and then expanded into a circular pitch-black hole with a diameter of more than one meter.

In the middle of the hole that was too dark to see the fingers, there was a green straight mark floating.

Silently, the green light on the straight-going mark became more and more hazy.

Then two figures, one large and one small, emerged from the hazy green light.

The tallest figure was a bald middle-aged man with a full mouth and beard but no eyebrows.

This bald-headed middle-aged man is surprisingly the father of Moyou's predecessor, Hawke.

But the small figure was a mouse about the size of a football with a rather strange appearance.

There is no nose or mouth on this mouse's face, and a pair of big round eyes occupy almost half of the mouse's face, and the pinnae can't be seen on the mouse's ears, only a circle of lines like mosquito coils.

There is a three-dimensional straight mark on the mouse's forehead, and at the end of the long and pointed tail, there is a baby's fist-sized angry expression made of "Qi".

Hawke was shrouded in a layer of bright psychic light. After coming out of the green marked straight passage, he walked quickly to Moyou's side.

And the strange-looking mouse followed closely behind Hawke, walking silently.

Hawk squatted down, checked Moyou's physical condition, confirmed that the injury was not serious, and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Moyou, you kid..."

Hawk stared at Moyou's face strangely, and muttered to himself:

"Obviously I don't know anything about Nian, but I can awaken Nian on my own under the suppression of the 'God Word'... Is it wrong? Or is it a talent?"

After a pause, Hawke sighed, with a look of worry on his face.

"Until the 'price' is completely resolved, it is not a good thing for you to awaken your thoughts."

——

next morning.

The soft morning light shines through the windows and fills the room.

Moyou opened his eyes suddenly, and jumped up from the bed reflexively.

"bed……"

Moyou, who realized that he was lying on the bed, still maintained the state of "entanglement" for the first time.

Immediately, he jumped out of bed and leaned his back against the window, carefully aiming at the release pool.

The courtyard is filled with mist, and the morning light shuttles through it, like a dream.

The large group of resentment seen last night has disappeared at this moment, and I can't feel any breath.

"It's gone..."

Moyou frowned and whispered to himself, "Is it a dream?"

He withdrew his gaze and checked his body carefully. There was nothing wrong with it, and there was no stain at all.

But at the moment of being attacked last night, the severe pain was so real.

If he was really hit by that level of resentment, it would be impossible for him to be safe and sound.

Leaving injuries is an inevitable result.

But the fact is that the body is intact, there is no injury at all, which is very strange...

"Maybe I'm too tired."

Moyou shook his head slightly. The root of the mass of resentment was connected to the release pool. If it really existed, it would not be possible to disappear so completely, and his body was safe and sound. He blamed the nightmare last night and then walked to the bathroom.

clatter——

Turn on the faucet, water pours out.

Moyou wiped his face with water, then looked in the mirror.

A young face with fair complexion and delicate features was reflected on the mirror surface stained with some water stains.

13 years old.

This is the age of his body.

Although he is a little younger, he looks good.

Moyou also had a good-looking face in his previous life, so he was pursued by many girls in his life.

But compared with the current appearance, there is still a big gap.

Sometimes when I look in the mirror for a while, I always suspect that I am not Hawk's own.

Just when Moyu was sighing, a voice sounded in his head without warning——

"Because your appearance is particularly outstanding, I am very satisfied with it, and your number of erasures +1"

"???"

Moyou was stunned.

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During the period of lying in the corpse, I was so dazed, I felt lost direction, I didn't know what to do, and what to do...

One day, a big brother asked me when I would start a new book and what subject matter I would write about...

At that time, I just said something nonsense, let's write about hunters, the title of the book means that I am really not a dementor.

really talking nonsense...

But I was really at a loss, so I just patted my head and opened the book like this...

This book has some settings, I will borrow a little bit from the book of Food Hunter, and then the setting of "look and feel" is also the idea of ​​the later stage of that book...

In short, I will try my best to write this book well, so that all readers can read it.