I'm an antique shop owner, so it's reasonable for me to know some magic

Chapter 322: The Soul in Hell; Alice's Uncanny Valley Effect on Paper Figures
He endured the severe pain of broken limbs and gave orders to his subordinates, but not only did it have no effect, they actually pointed their guns at him!
The unexpected turn almost made Mikaelson faint.

No, it shouldn't be like this.

Is it some kind of magic?
Before meeting Su Fan, he spent a lot of money to purchase glass and building materials from many famous churches in the world to renovate the office.

Under the majesty of God, any devil's temptation will not work, but why?
With his limbs broken, Mikaelson wanted to regard all this as an illusion. However, the pain of his torn body and his blood flowing on the ground told him all the time that everything happening before his eyes was reality.

Mikaelson raised his head and looked at Su Fan.

The other person looked down at him as if he was looking at a lifeless object.

At this moment, Mikaelson was stunned.

The young man above did not have any emotions because of the loss of life.

He was not naive enough to think that the other party would show sympathy, but if the young man in front of him showed any emotion, he would not be so panicked.

At this moment, Mikaelson felt that the person standing in front of him was not a young man in his twenties, but some kind of existence from a higher dimension that was detached from human society.

But this feeling only stayed in his mind for a moment before it immediately disappeared.

Mikaelson didn't believe that there was someone in this world who was not moved by money. He had previously misjudged the positions of both parties. This time, he would give everything he had to fight for the hope of survival!
"Master... I deeply regret the offense I just caused. Please forgive me!"

"I can give you all my property as long as you calm down your anger and let me live."

A pleading voice came out of his mouth. Mikaelson endured the pain and begged for mercy with a grim face.

His face was completely bloodless, even paler than the walls in the room.

For someone like him, so-called dignity and face mean nothing.

As long as he can overcome the current difficulties, Mikaelson will agree without hesitation even if the young man opposite wants his mother to sleep with him.

Su Fan was not surprised at all when he saw Mikaelson like this.

The greater the authority a person holds, the higher the position they stand. The higher the position they stand, the fewer rules there are that can bind them.

Unlike the middle class who are polite and keen on creating a harmonious atmosphere, the way people at the top and bottom of the pyramid get along with each other is closer to the law of the jungle.

There are endless ways of poisoning, deceiving, and stealing each other.

The news revealed is just the tip of the iceberg.

Because in most cases it is more time-saving and labor-saving to solve the problem than to solve the problem.

In most cases, business wars that involve the use of funds only occur in movies and TV dramas that whitewash their actions.

Therefore, Su Fan would not believe a word of what Mikaelson said.

Once such people are given a chance to catch their breath, they will immediately come back to take revenge.

As time passed, Mikaelson continued to offer generous rewards.

Including but not limited to company shares, business projects, energy extraction...

Any one of these is enough to feed a whole family, and their descendants will never have to worry about food and clothing.

But even though he was eloquent and tried his best, the young man above remained unmoved and continued to look down at him with the same indifference as at the beginning.

Mikaelson finally realized that he was just wasting his breath.

What he gave could not shake the other party's will at all.

"So I'm dead today, right?"

Still no answer.

Silence is the greatest contempt.

Mikaelson felt as if he had fallen into an abyss of despair.

Scenes from the past came before my eyes. Decades of hard work to gain today's money and status were meaningless at this moment.

He once mocked those who lost their minds and went crazy in the streets because of losing their property, but now the madness also spread to his face.

After despair comes resentment and madness.

"Why?!"

He stared at Su Fan intently, as if he wanted to tear a piece of flesh from this young man.

"Why me? Others have done it too!"

"Just for reputation? For the people you came into contact with?"

"All of them combined don't even amount to a fraction of the value of the industry I just mentioned!"

Intense anger stimulates the secretion of adrenaline, which greatly reduces physical pain.

His body was shaking on the ground, and even though his limbs were broken, he struggled to get up.

But Mikaelson's actions were merely catharsis.

His body remained in the same place throughout, and other than splattering the blood a little further away, it had no other effect.

"Because the group you belong to needs a bloody example."

Finally, Su Fan spoke.

"Probing, probing, ready to make a move."

"You just want to rely on them to see my reaction, determine my condition, and figure out how to contact them in the future."

"What's interesting is that the God you believe in has repeatedly told you in the Bible not to tempt..."

"As for why it happened to you, it's just because you're unlucky."

"bad luck……"

"Among so many news and newspaper buildings, yours is the closest to the antique shop."

After hearing Su Fan's answer, Mikaelson was stunned and dazed.

"It's that simple?"

"It's that simple."

Mikaelson suddenly understood what Su Fan meant.

He just randomly picked a media tycoon who had defamed him. It didn't matter who that person was...

The young man couldn't tell who was who.

Everything that Mikaelson was proud of was like dirt in the eyes of the young man opposite him.
For the latter, the money and power they used to buy their lives are not worth mentioning, and death is much more valuable than life.

Because of this life, he can silence the noisy monkeys around him and regain his peace.

That's it.

At this moment, he finally understood why the young man had never expressed any special feelings from beginning to end.

Looking at Su Fan again, Mikaelson felt as if the distance between him and the other party had been infinitely widened.

Those eyes, without any joy or sadness, were as if a god standing in the sky was looking down at the living beings on the earth, without any emotion.

Could it be that the person he had been planning to deal with was such a being?
[What the hell did I do...?]

Mikaelson realized his mistake and could feel his life slipping away.

"If you kill me... they won't let you go..."

His voice no longer had the previous anger, and sounded extremely weak, as if all the strength had been drained away in an instant.

As the last syllable fell, Mikaelson closed his eyes forever.

Anyone who loses a lot of blood will inevitably die.

Including Mikaelson's long-trained healthy body in order to prolong his life as much as possible and enjoy his future life. The organization called Freemasonry will eventually find him.

But the thing is, dead people are worthless.

Even if they knew, they would definitely weigh the pros and cons between "avenging Mikaelson, maintaining the internal stability of Freemasonry and external dignity" and "offending a transcendent being of unknown strength."

During this period of time, Su Fan will not stand still.

Thinking of this, he looked around.

All the sacred glass here is genuine and good stuff.

It is much stronger than the cross and holy water in Theresa's hand.

It’s interesting to think about it. The things used by the Vatican’s frontline personnel who perform exorcisms outside every day are not as good as the building materials used for security by people who enjoy life in high-rise buildings.

Since it couldn't fall into the hands of normal people anyway, Su Fan waved his hand to summon a strong wind and destroy it.

When an object with a sacred aura is destroyed, negative energy will immediately emerge.

In places invisible to ordinary people, there are several hazy and short figures.

Obviously a ghost with a grudge.

But Su Fan did not do anything.

Because these little ghosts just took a look at Mikaelson's body on the ground, bowed to Su Fan, and then disappeared in front of Su Fan.

Mikaelson's soul rose from his body, and then suddenly sank downwards as if it was torn apart by something.

[So this is how the souls of the dead enter hell...]

Those Su Fan has encountered so far are either those who harbor strong resentment and turn themselves to the devil to become evil spirits, or those who are directly killed and destroyed by Su Fan along with their souls.

This is the first time I have seen heaven and hell allocated according to normal procedures.

When they met for the first time, Su Fan saw the resentment lingering around Mikaelson.

Even at that time, the divine aura of suppression could be revealed, and one can imagine the number of lives that were on his hands.

The ghosts of the children just now should have been preparing for revenge, but Hell moved too quickly, so they had no way to start.

However, after seeing their enemies get the punishment they deserved, they felt that they had fulfilled their wish and dispersed.

Su Fan originally wanted to leave directly, but after seeing the appearance of those ghosts, he changed his mind.

He patted the tarot cards in his pocket and urged.

"Are you dead? If you're not dead, come out and work..."

After a while, the astrologer ghost appeared on the scene again.

Although the latter appeared to be damaged, it was in good condition and its foundation was not affected.

"Go, try this..."

Su Fan pointed to the laptop on the table not far away, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

How can you cause trouble for others and then stay out of it when it has nothing to do with you?
After doing all this, Su Fan disappeared from the spot with the astrologer ghost.

……

When Su Fan returned to the antique shop, the first thing he saw was Alice leaning against the door frame.

The latter seemed to have been waiting here for a long time.

"It looks like it's done. There's a smell of blood on you that doesn't belong to you, but... it's very faint. You can't detect it unless you smell it carefully."

"The vampire's nose was barely noticeable, so there was no risk of detection."

"As long as you are careful not to leave traces and too many witnesses, it can be considered seamless."

When he saw the familiar employees, Su Fan gave his first sincere smile of the day.

"What are you doing here? Weren't I telling you to go in?"

"I can't help it. I still can't accept what's inside."

She pointed inside the counter and saw a figure dressed similarly to Su Fan, holding a book and apparently reading.

But if you observe carefully, you will find that the interval between each time the figure turns the pages of the book is almost the same.

The rules are as mechanical as a machine.

If someone took a closer look, they would find that the face of the person turning the book was exactly the same as Su Fan's.

The only difference is that the other person's expression lacks charm, as if he has lost his spirituality.

"I just checked online and found that in Chinese funeral culture, paper figurines are quite strange and evil things..."

Alice remembered the mysterious spell that Su Fan had displayed before leaving the antique shop. She touched the non-existent goose bumps on her arms, and a look of fear appeared on her face.

Obviously, the methods displayed by Su Fan were a bit scary.

"Su, you're not some evil cultivator, are you?"

"You're overthinking it. Look, are there still people as pure and kind as me among the cultivators?"

If he were an evil cultivator, not only Mikaelson, but everyone on the upper floors of the entire building would have to gather in his Ten Thousand Souls Banner.

Su Fan scoffed at Alice's question and then began to explain.

"The paper dolls you're talking about are paper dolls made with paint, which is not the same as this."

"The evil nature of funeral paper figures is nothing more than that they appear in places with strong yin energy, and they are in human form, so they are easily possessed by unclean things."

"Here……"

Su Fan wanted to say it clearly, but suddenly paused and changed his words.

"I'm here to guard this place, and the transformation of the paper figurines was done by me, so what are you afraid of?"

“Maybe it’s the uncanny valley effect.”

"..."

Vampires also create the uncanny valley effect. Aren’t you a typical example?

While Su Fan was complaining in his heart, he stretched out his hand and formed a seal to dissipate the magical power on the paper figure.

The figure originally sitting at the counter suddenly turned into a palm-sized human-shaped paper piece and slowly fell to the ground.

Before leaving the store, Su Fan made this special paper man and used the technique of spraying to give it temporary movement ability.

The paper man was flipping through books in the store, and most people would not notice anything unusual.

Passersby and customers who come to buy and sell antiques are witnesses who provide alibis.

Su Fan walked forward, put away the paper man, and began to think.

[This time, when I used the Spraying Divine Power, I could clearly feel the consumption of spiritual energy and the difficulty of operation was much higher than before. ]

[Maintaining the original appearance of an object and making it move is indeed different from changing it and then making it move. 】

[The difficulty of transforming into a human form is also incomparable to that of transforming into other creatures. 】

[This is probably because humans are the most intelligent creatures in the world.]

If flowers, plants, trees, birds and animals want to achieve enlightenment, one essential step is to shed their original form.

Even if you are not a practitioner, you can know this from many fantasy dramas.

However, Su Fan did not expect that there was an insurmountable gap between humans and other creatures in terms of body shape changes.

(End of this chapter)