Ruins of the past

Chu Qiguang knew that Lin Lan had always been in two states because of the relationship before and after death.

A kind that is closer to life, possessing the strength, pride, and obsession of life, and even brings some memories of life.

The other type is a personality formed by memories and experiences after death, because one has lived in a large library since childhood, has no contact with the outside world, rarely communicates with others, and has been immersed in the world of books for a long time.

Under these factors, Xiaolan with this personality became more cold, shy and even cowardly, and she also trusted Chu Qiguang more.

Due to the extreme differences between the two, Chu Qiguang also called them Da Linlan and Xiao Linlan respectively.

At this moment, following Chu Qiguang's call, Xiao Linlan seemed to wake up and stopped Dalinlan's actions.

The ritual started running again, and the relationship between Chu Qiguang and Lin Lan intensified again.

As the finger bones gradually disappeared, the black fire on Chu Qiguang's bald head could be seen becoming more and more raging, and Lin Lan also moved closer to Chu Qiguang little by little under the terrifying suction.

"Are you stupid?!" Dalin Lan roared angrily: "When he conquers us, we will become his puppets who obey him in everything. We will never have freedom. Then we will do whatever he asks us to do..."

Xiao Linlan said weakly: "Even so...is there anything wrong with it? I...I am willing to listen to Brother Chu."

"Ah!!!" Dalin Lan was angry and anxious after hearing this: "Trash! You are trash!"

As the ritual continued, Lin Lan's memory fragments began to emerge in Chu Qiguang's mind, which meant that the ritual was about to succeed.

Chu Qiguang breathed a sigh of relief: ‘It’s finally done. ’

The next moment, light and shadow were flowing in front of his eyes, and Chu Qiguang seemed to see Lin Lan's past life in his eyes.

…

"May I have your name?"

"Lin...Lin Sufen."

In the courtyard, an old man wearing the robe of the Demon Suppressor squatted on the stone steps.

His cloudy eyes scanned the row of children in front of him, and finally his eyes fell on a little girl wearing shabby clothes.

The little girl was thin and frail, with a face full of fear, and there were still large tears on her face.

The old man slowly said: "Lin Sufen, the brats here are all just like you. They were all sold to me by their parents."

"Since your parents don't want you anymore, you don't have to think about them anymore."

"From now on, the only one you can rely on is yourself..."

…

She has very few memories before joining the Demon Suppression Division. Lin Sufen's childhood memories are mostly related to the Demon Suppression Division.

This batch of them were admitted to the Psychic School of the Demon-Suppressing Division.

The study of ghosts has been associated with terror, cruelty, and cold-bloodedness since ancient times.

Even those who are successful in cultivation often fall into the trap of ghost exploration.

And Lin Sufen, like the other children... were all treated as consumables for ghost research.

In order to obtain excellent materials, the Theosophical School uses various means to enhance them.

In order to reduce the influence of demonic contamination in their bodies, they are not allowed to access any books, contact the outside world, and obtain any knowledge and information.

To enhance resistance to ghosts, we need to try our best to eliminate their emotions, maintain their cold psychology, and make them adapt to pain and fear...

In addition, theosophists are also working hard to enhance their obedience and reduce the possibility of them losing control...

…

The little girl and her companions sat cross-legged on the ground, with their eyes closed and their hearts in the sky.

The scorching sun shone on them, and sweat gradually poured out on the little girl's forehead.

Sweat dripped down her nose, and the itching sensation made her twist her nose.

boom!

The stick touched her body as if traveling through space.

A sharp pain came from her waist and abdomen, and the little girl instantly fell to the ground, groaning in pain.

"Keep meditating."

"Remember, the key to meditation lies in the word 'endure'."

"It doesn't matter whether it's the wind or the sun, the pain or numbness, or whether you're hungry or sleepy...you have to endure it all..."

"The so-called patience is as immovable as the earth..."

The little girl climbed up tremblingly and continued to meditate.

The meditation lasted three days and three nights.

Feelings such as numbness and pain no longer matter in the end.

Cold, hunger, fatigue... these are the things that make the little girl want to give up meditation again and again.

She didn't know how she persisted in the end.

But the number of surrounding companions was eventually reduced by half.

She never saw them again.

After three days of cultivation, meditation training began again.

This time, after taking a few pills, they were soaked in cold water.

A new group of children were brought in and also participated in the training.

Three days later, the training ended, this time with two-thirds of the people missing.

The training of meditation continued over and over again for several years.

People around her come and go, and the number of people is constantly changing, but the little girl has always stayed here, becoming more and more accustomed to various meditation trainings.

…

Plop.

The tip of the knife pierced into the thigh.

As the blade stirred, blood gradually flowed out.

The girl's body trembled slightly, but her face remained expressionless, like a stone.

The old man pulled out the dagger and said slowly: "It's not bad, but it's not enough."

"The pain after being possessed by a ghost is ten or a hundred times more than this knife."

"This batch can be retrained and trained. Let's start taking medicine next month."

A pale man on the side smiled evilly: "Have you forgotten the last time a woman lost control?"

"Women... are born with weaknesses, and they need to be trained to eliminate unnecessary thoughts."

The old man thought for a while, nodded and said: "Find a group of homeless people to come over..."

At this moment, a woman wearing a demon-suppressing robe cut off a young man's little finger.

She looked at the boy's unresponsive performance and said, "I have said before that men are better than women for possession. I think it is better to abandon these women and only use men for training in the future."

The pale man said sadly: "Girls are cheaper to buy."

The woman snorted coldly: "It's not easy to use, so what if it's cheap?"

The old man thought for a while and said slowly: "What about these women now?"

The woman licked her lips and smiled: "Why don't you leave it to me? I just want to recruit a new group of disciples."

After a while, a piece of paper was handed to the little girl's hand, with a lot of handwriting written on it.

A woman's voice came next.

"I know you haven't learned how to read."

"But now memorize the words on the paper for me."

"You only have one time to burn incense. After that, whoever writes the most words silently will be my disciple."

Hearing these words, the little girl's eyes seemed to fluctuate, and her eyes were fixed on the white paper in her hand.

…

All kinds of memories came one after another, surging in Chu Qiguang's mind.

And as the phalanges finally disappeared, the ritual also reached its final step.

At this moment, Lin Lan had floated in front of Chu Qiguang. Her body was spontaneously burning without fire. The black flames had swept across her body in the blink of an eye, as if she was wearing a long dress of black fire.

Seeing the unwilling expression on the other party's face, Chu Qiguang reached out and held Lin Lan's right hand: "Welcome to join, Xiaolan, you will not regret this decision."

Xiao Linlan's voice came: "Brother Chu...will you...force me to do something I don't want to do?"

Chu Qiguang laughed: "Don't worry, my working hours are always very free. As long as you complete the work you should do, you can rest at any time. I will never force you to work overtime."

"If you encounter a job you don't want to do, you can leave it to others. I absolutely respect the choices of all my colleagues and give them free space to grow."

"I, Chu Qiguang, never force others to do anything against their will."

Chu Qiguang held Lin Lan's hands tightly and said seriously: "Let us work together for our future."

Feeling the warmth in Chu Qiguang's hands, a blush flashed on Lin Lan's cheeks.

Dalin Lan's disdainful voice came out from this shy face: "Do you dare to swear?"