The House of Everything I Created

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They left here one by one, and finally only the man who fell to the ground and wailed there was left.

This guy was the one who wanted to rush out of the Wan Shi Wu just now, but was hit by Absinthe.

Looking at this last person, Lin Yi's face showed a faint indifference, "So this guest, do you want to fulfill your wish?"

"I can cure your serious injuries, but the price is 10 years of life."

The man looked at Lin Yi with fear in his eyes.

The scenes that happened just now were beyond his understanding.

Now he felt that he was on the verge of death. If he continued to wait like this, he might really die of internal organ rupture.

He immediately struggled to sit up from the ground and looked at Lin Yi in fear.

"I am willing to pay for my life, please heal me, and I am also willing to pay for my talent."

"I can play the piano, and I have reached level 10."

Lin Yi smiled and nodded, "Of course no problem."

...

A few minutes later, the man also disappeared in the Wan Shi Wu.

This time, Lin Yi gained the life span of about 10 people and a dozen different talents.

On average, each person has to pay 10 years of life, which adds up to 100 years of life.

And four of the dozen talents overlap, all of which are talents in calligraphy.

Lin Yi sat in front of the French window, his eyes quietly looking at the four talents on his desk that emit a faint blue light.

They are all talents in calligraphy, from four different people.

"What will happen if these four talents are integrated into one person?"

"It's really curious."

As if sensing Lin Yi's expectations, the wish shrine began to slowly start.

There was another knock on the door.

The door of the Wanshiwu was slowly opened, and Absinthe looked at the people outside with a weird smile on his face.

"Welcome to the Wanshiwu, where you can realize your wishes."

"As long as you pay enough."

At this time, there was a man wearing a ragged scholar's outfit outside, and he looked at Absinthe with some caution.

The Wanshiwu is connected to a dilapidated house, which looks like it is made of thatch and loess.

It seems that this is a very poor family. The ragged man looked at the door that suddenly appeared in his home.

And the absinthe behind the door, he felt that he had met the gods or demons in myths and legends.

He had an expectation in his heart, maybe he would encounter an adventure.

At this time, absinthe had made way and gently made an invitation gesture.

The scholar stepped into the Wanshiwu with a little trepidation.

The warm breath slowly restored his trembling body in the cold night.

There was a hint of expectation in his eyes, and he saw Lin Yi in front of the French window.

Lin Yi waved at him, "Please sit down, guest, I am the manager of the Wanshiwu."

"I can realize all kinds of wishes here, provided that you pay enough price, the price is life, soul and talent, or rare treasures."

"What wish do you want to realize?"

The young scholar looked at Lin Yi with a little excitement, and he could understand what the other party said.

"I... I want to acquire talent, can I do it?"

"Talent? What kind of talent do you want to acquire?"

"I want to be able to write well."

"In today's world, if you can write well, you will be worth a thousand gold coins per word, and you will never have to worry about food and drink."

"The current emperor loves calligraphy the most. If you can write well, it will also be of great benefit in your career."

Hearing this, Lin Yi smiled slightly.

"Is that so? Of course there is no problem."

"With your current conditions, there are two prices now, you can choose."

"What price?" The man's eyes showed a hint of hope and vigilance.

"The first one? The price is your life."

"If you want to write a good handwriting that will be remembered for eternity? You have to pay at least 20 years of life."

"The second price is that you must break through the highest realm of calligraphy."

"Sublimate the skill to the Tao, and condense the Tao of calligraphy in your soul."

"Then you have to show this Tao completely and undoubtedly in my eyes? As your reward, pay me."

"But if after your life is exhausted? You still can't upgrade this calligraphy to the level of Tao? Then your soul will become my collection."

"Now it's your turn."

"You are 25 years old this year? Your life span is 60 years."

"If you pay 20 years of life? You will only have 15 years to live? You need to make a serious choice."

When the young scholar heard Lin Yi's words, there was a trace of disbelief in his eyes.

"I can only live to 60? How can that be?"

"Yes, you can only live to 60, no doubt, this is determined by your natural body."

"However? If you can sublimate your skills into Tao? Then you can even use your Tao to buy a new life in the future."

"And the Tao you condense? Is worth at least 50 years of life."

"In other words? As long as you practice calligraphy well, you can even ask me to buy your life in the future."

Hearing Lin Yi's words, the man's eyes instantly ignited with a terrifying flame.

That is a flame of desire for life? Immortality.

"Doesn't it mean that as long as I can continuously sublimate various skills into Tao."

"I can buy countless lifespans, and then I can truly be immortal."

Lin Yi said with a faint smile, "It is indeed as you think, it can be done."

"As long as you can really continuously sublimate various skills into Tao."

"But how to judge whether my skills have become Tao," the scholar said with a puzzled look.

"This is very simple. When your skills are sublimated into Tao, you will naturally see me again."

"Then which price do you choose?"

A faint smile appeared on Lin Yi's face. As long as he was a normal person, he would choose the second one.

The scholar took a deep breath, looked at Lin Yi solemnly and said, "I choose the second price."

Lin Yi had a faint smile on his face, and a note appeared in his hand.

"This is a contract. Take a look at the content and sign it if it is suitable."

The scholar picked up the contract handed by Lin Yi, looked at the content carefully, and a trace of solemnity appeared in his eyes.

After reading it, he picked up a signature pen on the table.

He looked at it with some curiosity, and then wrote his name on the note.

Li Huazhang.

A name with a rather ancient style, and also a hint of cultural heritage.

As the contract was signed, it ignited without wind, and turned into a mysterious force, connecting him and Lin Yi.

Then four blue round beads appeared in Lin Yi's hand, and then they floated towards Li Huazhang.