In Yujing Temple.

The young monk Yixiu, who was practicing with his hair, had something he didn't understand, so he asked the old abbot for advice.

"The abbot, the book says that ghosts and gods will leave behind 'obsession relics', why has Izuku never seen it?"

"Only those who are destined to survive ghosts and gods and become Buddhas can see the obsession relics."

"Have the abbot ever seen it?"

"I have seen someone who has become a ghost in the early years, and I have been fortunate to see the remains of obsession."

"What's the magic?"

"On obsessed with people and focused on things, you can move all the mountains, the sea, where your heart is, and where your strength is."

"Abbot, can Yixiu overcome ghosts and gods?"

"Ikkyu, don't have this idea."

The abbot shook his head with a smile.

"If you can succeed, you will be a Buddha. If you cannot succeed, you will be a demon. If you fail to pass through ghosts and gods, you will die and be alive."

...

This is the first time Su Qi has seen ghosts and gods become Buddhas.

The dirty ghost at noon didn't count, it was eliminated by the witch's method.

After the ghosts and gods disappeared, something seemed to be left behind.

A book called "One Hundred People".

Su Qi wanted to pick it up, but the moment he touched it, "One Hundred People" turned into white light and penetrated into his body.

Obsessions and memories come one after another.

This is the obsession of the deceased and the long-cherished wish of rebirth.

Su Qi went back many years in a trance.

The life of the eternal celebrity Mr. Mianya flashed back quickly in his mind.

"Mr. Mianya, have you really decided to retire? It's a pity."

Mr. Miangu just shook his head in the face of this problem. The song cards on the tatami in front of him were blurred in his eyes that they could not see clearly.

I loved singing cards from a young age to become a celebrity step by step, and then to my visual decline, I had to retire.

Mr. Miangu's singing career is like fireworks.

Short and wonderful, wonderful and short.

"It turns out that Mr. Mianya retired because of visual deterioration..."

Su Qi looked at the display cabinet next to him, leaving behind too many competition trophys, certificates, and commemorative photos of this eternal celebrity, which made him sigh.

However, Mr. Mianya never left the field he loved. He began to teach here and began to teach students singing cards.

In his later years, Mr. Miangu almost completely lost the ability to see things with eyes.

But he customized a braille song card.

With his Braille Memory Card Formation, he could still blindly take even if he didn't look at the cards, just like Su Qi did today.

There are no mistakes in a hundred poems!

This is probably the ultimate love.

...

Memories pass by quickly, and obsession remains in my heart.

Su Qi was surprised to realize that something seemed to be in his brain.

Close your eyes.

Lines are made up in my mind.

The beams, columns and walls in the singing room, tables, chairs and cabinets, flower arrangements in vases, and photos in the display cabinets...

In Su Qi's mind, the lines clearly outlined the fictional model of this singing room.

I have this fictional line model in my mind. Even if I close my eyes and walk blindly, I can act as usual.

this……

When I pushed the door and walked out, the fiction in my mind became a fog and a chaotic thread.

Su Qi opened his eyes and looked at the singing card outdoor.

Close your eyes again.

Chaos and heavy order, lines form the entrance corridor, glass windows, and portraits...

Su Qi walked around the singing hall and the teaching building, and there were more and more clear lines in his mind.

Where you have walked and seen.

All can be added to your mind and built into a "fictional" line world.

Su Qi walked around most places outside the school building, but he didn't go inside the teaching building.

The whole school took shape in his mind.

Everything you see is in my heart.

Wherever you pass, you will be the kingdom of God.

...

Su Qi is next to the green belt behind the teaching building.

Under the shade of the tree, slowly generate one,

A small shrine made of white light.

A song of harmony is written in the shrine.

This is a beacon and a boundary marker.

A pushpin and a mark on the map.

It symbolizes this area and incorporates his "fictional world".

Su Qi was surprised to see the "fiction" ability that came from the ghosts and gods becoming Buddhas.

He still didn't understand why the things left by ghosts and gods after becoming Buddhas can allow himself to gain extraordinary abilities.

but.

"If I build the entire Tokyo in my fictional world, I can go anywhere even if I keep my eyes closed and walk blindly..."

Lie to yourself, blind and unaware.

Close your eyes and you won’t have to see those terrifying ghosts and gods.

...

Su Qi went home while studying.

Along the way.

Make commuting routes to and from school, lanes, blocks, intersections, tram stations...

All were built in "fiction".

The layout of dead objects on the commuter road is engraved in my mind.

The people, cars and things that are moving are covered with gray fog.

Ghost is black fog.

Su Qi was familiar with these things, and he could walk as usual even if he closed his eyes.

Now it's OK.

If you live in the future, you will be too scared.

At worst, you can isolate the sound, close your eyes and live without looking at those horrible things.

Of course, the premise is,

He had to go to this Tokyo where ghosts and gods were rampant and "fiction" the entire Tokyo in his mind.

...

Survival in Purgatory on Earth.

The scumbag Su Qi could only think of dealing with this attitude, otherwise what else could it be.

That's a man-eating ghost.

On the way home, just now.
To be continued...