roccoschili Chapter 11 Soul-Suppressing Pearl
Chapter 11 Soul-Suppressing Pearl
As the autumn wind blew, the sycamore tree in front of Lin Fan's house shook and dropped its leaves, like a few pieces of gold flakes being casually scattered.
The sudden voice in his mind woke Lin Fan, who had only been asleep for a short while.
He immediately grabbed the bead that had fallen to his chest.
At this moment, his mother came in, and Lin Fan closed his eyes and pretended to sleep.
The information contained in the bead was also transmitted into his mind.
So that's how it is. If we're talking about the many regrets in life, the white moonlight of one's youth is definitely one of them.
The original owner must have had a long-cherished wish related to his first love.
'Luckily, he only needs to confess his feelings to the person he loves. If marriage were the only option, that would be much more difficult.'
As for the other two long-cherished wishes, there were still no hints. However, Lin Fan already knew that when the opportunity to fulfill his wishes came, the emotions hidden in the original owner's memories would definitely give him clues.
Huh? Lin Fan suddenly found that his thoughts had become exceptionally clear.
It's not that he's become smarter, but rather that the events of the past few days have been constantly on his mind.
Resentment, regret, and hatred combined to make him unable to calm his emotions.
But now he can rationally put these things aside for the time being and let go of his burdens to think.
This is the effect of the Soul-Suppressing Pearl!
The "Forget Worries and Suppress the Soul" effect is the effect of the Soul-Suppressing Pearl.
Lin Fan could sense that the Soul-Suppressing Pearl's potential was far greater than this, but for an ordinary person like him, the Soul-Suppressing Pearl could only help him stay calm.
If Lin Fan were to transmigrate into a fantasy world of cultivation, this precious pearl would likely be of immense value.
However, in a world without any special features, this bead might not be as useful as Lin Fan's hoe for tilling the fields.
Lin Fan held the Soul-Suppressing Pearl and carefully analyzed the details of the events that had occurred in the past few days that he had not wanted to think about.
The last day's pastries were poisoned.
The bandit leader suddenly jumped out and tried to search the person.
Old Mr. Lin, who never came to collect rent in person, did come.
Lin Yue'er, who had been putting off her marriage, suddenly got married.
……
Perhaps Lin Fan was just being presumptuous; these events seemed like coincidences, yet they weren't.
It was as if some unseen hand was constantly pushing things along.
Although I also want to be like the characters in novels, to get revenge and bring the murderer and the mastermind behind it all to justice.
Unfortunately, he was just an ordinary person who couldn't do anything. The academy, the bandits, Old Man Lin, and Master Ma—none of them were people he could get close to.
He can only do what he can do right now.
After thinking everything through, Lin Fan focused his attention on the Soul-Suppressing Pearl, feeling as if he were floating in an endless universe, where even stars seemed as small as grains of sand.
Faced with the vast and empty void, even one's own planet seems as insignificant as dust, so what is oneself?
In this strange and empty tranquility, Lin Fan fell asleep again.
……
The doctor's medicine worked even better than I expected.
The next morning, Lin Fan sat on the threshold of his house, staring blankly at the somewhat gloomy sky.
Last night he made a plan for himself: first, to get better and regain his mobility; then, to bury that family of three.
But now he suddenly doesn't want to do it anymore.
Holding the Soul-Suppressing Pearl, Lin Fan thought to himself that even the Great Qian Dynasty was so vast that it was despair-inducing. In this world, what were humans, who were like ants, worth?
What difference does it make whether you perish in the stomach of a wild beast or are buried in the ground to become a petri dish for bacteria?
Ultimately, what difference does it make whether you die a day earlier or a day later?
Lin Fan's consciousness became increasingly ethereal and pure. He stopped caring about things he used to care about, and even stopped caring about things that a person should instinctively care about.
At this moment, it seems that nothing else matters, everything is fleeting, everything is just an obsession. As long as you let go of this thought, you can feel at ease.
Lin Fan was suddenly startled, wondering what was wrong with him.
He quickly put the Soul-Suppressing Pearl into his pocket.
Suddenly his eyes stung, and a flood of emotions surged into his heart—sadness, resentment, and anger—making his brain feel like it was about to burst.
However, Lin Fan breathed a sigh of relief.
I thought with lingering fear that this thing couldn't be kept in constant contact, because it would continuously clear away distracting thoughts, eventually turning me into an empty shell devoid of emotion and desire.
Lin Fan was certain that if he kept holding the Soul-Suppressing Pearl, he would become a completely mindless idiot, and even if the pearl was taken away from him by then, he would never be able to turn back.
Fortunately, this effect can be mitigated by interrupting it midway. Lin Fan felt that his mind was not significantly different from before.
Hmph, Lin Fan hesitated for a moment but still didn't pick up the bead again. Although this thing was good, it couldn't be used all the time, and it was absolutely forbidden to do something like sleeping with it in his hand like yesterday.
Perhaps he will never wake up again.
Lin Fan stood up and sat down on the bluestone slab.
My plans remain unchanged; now all I have to do is wait for my body to recover on its own.
As for long-term matters, Lin Fan had no clue what to do. Through the experiences of making the waterwheel and copying books, he realized that it was extremely dangerous to display any ability that was inconsistent with his status in this world.
Farming and waiting for the right opportunity—that's Lin Fan's entire plan, both in the short and long term.
Five days later.
Lin Fan picked up his hoe. He was about 70-80% better now, but he still didn't have enough strength to travel a long distance to dig a pit and bury people again.
"Speaking of which, that doctor is really amazing. I wish I could learn his medical skills. Why would someone with such amazing medical skills stay in our village?"
Lin Fan knew that he had been seriously injured before, and under normal circumstances, given the sanitation standards of the Great Qian Dynasty, he should already be ready for burial.
Even if they survive, they will have to endure several near-death experiences; widespread bacterial infection is no joke.
However, there were just too many strange things about him, and he couldn't figure them out just by thinking about them.
Lin Fan planned to go to the fields to do some work first, to help his mother ease some of the burden. He also wanted to check on her health progress.
Lin the Rich Man came a few days ago. To Lin Fan's surprise, he just looked a little unpleasant and didn't get angry and do anything to force Lin Fan like those minor villains did.
Not only did Lin Laocai not do anything detrimental to himself, he also didn't ask his family for the money he paid for Lin Fan at the doctor's.
This only made Lin Fan more suspicious. He always suspected that Lin Laocai would play some underhanded tricks behind his back, so he had to be more careful and not fall into any traps.
"Lin Fan, hey Lin Fan, wait for me, Brother Fan!"
Lin Fan looked behind him with a hoe on his back. One of his eyes was still wrapped in cloth, making him look rather pitiful.
"Hey, Brother Fan, what happened to you after just a few days?"
"Alright, I don't want to explain what happened to everyone I meet," Lin Fan said wearily.
"Brother Fan, what are you saying? Er Gou, I was just concerned about you."
Do you really care?
Lin Ergou smiled and quickly changed the subject.
"If you ask me, Brother Fan, you just have a really good name. Like me, Er Gou, I have a lowly name, and I've never been sick or had any trouble. If you can't suppress your name, it will attract unclean things."
"I'm not in the mood to listen to your nonsense, just spit it out." Lin Fan's mind was in a mess, and he was in a very bad mood.
Lin Fan turned to leave. The original owner used to have a pretty good relationship with Er Gou, but Er Gou's words were just too unpleasant to hear.
Lin Ergou jogged a few steps and blocked Lin Fan's way.
"Brother Fan, don't go! I have a big business deal I want to do with you."
Lin Fan walked even faster.
"Brother Fan, listen to me! We're going to Master Ma's house. Count me in! Let's all get rich together!"
Upon hearing this, Lin Fan turned around and asked, "What are you going to Master Ma's house for? To kidnap the bride?"
"What kind of marriage robbery? No, Brother Fan, don't you know? The entire Ma family is dead, all of them died suddenly! The whole family is wiped out!"