Mystery Makes Me Strong

Wen Rensheng stared at Teacher Qin's every move.

The other party took out a paintbrush from his arms, took off the cap, then leaned down and began to draw on the living room floor.

Mysterious painting?

Wen Rensheng thought of Wang Wenwen drawing geometric figures.

At this time, Teacher Qin has already started to explain:

"One of the foundations of learning the magic of mysticism is mysterious painting. Manager Wenren, you need to ask the painters among ordinary people to practice ordinary painting skills to a certain extent."

"The higher the painting skills, the more precise the painting ritual, and the better the effect. It can save more alien power, summon more soul fragments, and see more memories."

As the other party spoke, he carefully drew various mysterious patterns, as if sketching a beautiful picture.

Wen Rensheng looked at it seriously without saying a word. He seemed to have seen the situation in which the ancients drew the "Across the River during Qingming Festival", and he was probably just as serious.

Tian Lihao and Beiye Lu glanced around and didn't seem to care about Teacher Qin's drawing process.

Wen Rensheng of course knew that these two mysterious experts didn't care, but they knew the truth of greed.

They don't have the passive effect of their own mysterious seed, and it is meaningless to steal something from Teacher Qin.

The effect of primary summoning spirit is better than nothing. It doesn't make much sense to upgrade to the advanced level or even the master level without spending more than ten years and decades of hard work.

Just like those life skills learned by ordinary people, the rough level can only be used to support the family. Only by becoming an expert can you develop further.

But he is different. As long as he has a rough understanding, learns the elementary level, and has the passive effect of the mysterious seed, he can become an advanced level or above.

As the upper limit of mystery becomes higher and higher, the effect will become stronger and stronger.

The more skills you have, the better your personal adaptability.

It's just that people's energy is limited and they have to make choices. In fact, who doesn't want to master more skills?

Ordinary people also said, "Yiduo doesn't overwhelm one's body".

It took about half an hour, and Teacher Qin finally finished drawing the spirit-calling ceremony.

Wen Rensheng looked down and saw a huge peony flower on the living room floor.

It is tightly closed, the buds are not yet released, the layers are stacked, and the bright red is very bright, reflecting each other with the remaining bloodstains everywhere, showing a strange beauty.

But of course he didn't have any fear, he just thought it was commonplace, after all, mysterious resistance was not practiced in vain.

At this moment, Teacher Qin put on gloves, took out a silver spoon and a knife, and began to scrape some powder off a dark bloodstain.

Finally, he poured the dark black powder onto the buds of the peony flowers.

"Have you seen everything clearly?" Teacher Qin raised his head and asked.

"I see clearly." Wen Rensheng's mind flashed a group of photos, which were the actions of the other party just now.

"Any video?" he asked again.

Wen Rensheng pointed at his head: "It's all recorded here."

"It turns out that you still have extraordinary memory, which is very good. With this skill as the foundation, most of the mysterious skills will only take two or three months." Teacher Qin said with some envy.

"If the teacher wants to learn, we can communicate with each other." Of course Wen Rensheng didn't care about himself, he taught even ordinary students, and he didn't care about teaching each other.

Because after he communicates with others, his own income will be seven or eight times that of the other party. Many martial arts masters rely on the strengths of others, exchange reflections, integrate and understand, and finally become famous.

"It's rare. No wonder they rate you so highly." Teacher Qin's eyes were complicated. He could see that this young man really didn't care about teaching him. "Let's go back and talk about it. Now let me continue to be a teacher."

"Yes, Teacher Qin." Wen Rensheng smiled.

Teacher Qin then squatted down and aligned the palm of his hand with the peony bud, and a gray mist slowly poured out from his palm.

The three of them immediately stared at the huge peony flower on the floor.

As the patterns were filled with mist, the drawing lines that formed the entire peony flower seemed to come alive and began to change positions, as if the petals had begun to bloom.

Then the dark black powder on those buds was absorbed and disappeared...

I don't know how long it took, the peony flower completely opened, and then on the petals, there was an illusion of a man in his sixties!

Mysterious illusion?

Wen Rensheng remembered what Wu Shanshan had said, and had a general context in his heart.

The so-called spirit summoning investigation is actually to summon soul fragments through mysterious rituals, then extract the memory of the deceased above, and then use the mysterious illusion technique to manifest a complete image.

"Yes!" Tian Lihao couldn't help but exclaimed in surprise.

"Sure enough, he is an expert in the country. His skills are exquisite and extraordinary." Kitano Road said with great admiration.

"Don't make a sound," Teacher Qin said in a low voice, "Everyone should restrain their alien power, and don't interfere with the illusion. More memory pictures will appear in a while."

As he spoke, he slowly stepped back, and the others were also far away from the illusion.

As soon as the vision of the old man appeared, the old man began to walk around the living room, took out his mobile phone and made a call.

"I said, don't ask me for money again, every day is money and money! He is 28 years old, what kind of alimony does he need?"

"Okay, I don't expect him to take care of me in the future. Some gentle women marry me and take care of me. I'm about to remarry, don't call me again in the future, it will affect the relationship between our husband and wife!"

After the old man finished speaking, he hung up the phone and dialed another number again.

"Hey, is that Keiko? Don't worry, I'll marry you soon, and then we'll have another child. I won't give him a penny." His tone became very kind.

But at this time, the old man's voice stopped abruptly, his mouth opened slightly, his face suddenly became frightened, and his mobile phone was thrown aside.

Everyone immediately looked forward to it, because it meant the appearance of the murderer!

However, at this moment, the picture suddenly shattered, and the phantom of the old man suddenly disappeared.

The four looked at each other.

"It's good to be able to see these memories. It must be very useful to you, right?" Teacher Qin turned his eyes and raised his head slightly, "Through these two phone calls, you can know that someone has a bad relationship with him, and the murderer is very likely It's about these two calls."

Tian Lihao glanced at Kitano Road, the latter said bravely: "I'm very sorry, senior, we have already obtained this information from the victim's relationship. And after investigation, they are not only ordinary people, but also completely There is no crime time."

"It turns out that, after all, he is an old man with a weak memory. Under the fear, the memory of being killed is not easy to be left behind. His most profound memory is only remarriage and the conflict with his ex-wife and son." Teacher Qin analyzed seriously. .

Wen Rensheng was not disappointed, this is normal.

There has never been a panacea technology that can do this, which is actually pretty good. If you use this summoning technique from the beginning, it will undoubtedly save a lot of investigation time.

"In that case, let's go to the scene where a young man was murdered." Tian Lihao said immediately.

Kitano Road nodded, and then prepared to take everyone out.

"Wait, please give me some time." At this time, Wen Rensheng asked.

"By the way, give Manager Wen Ren some time. After all, he came with me to study on the spot. It's not too short of time now. Anyway, you've been procrastinating for so long." Teacher Qin followed.

Kitano Road's expression changed slightly, but Tian Lihao shook his head, and he didn't say anything.

Wen Rensheng ignored the verbal confrontation between the three of them. This is the most normal workplace ecology. Where can there be a scene of complete harmony? They all cooperate in compromise and compromise in struggle.

He just poured his dark purple mist into it, he just wanted to explore the details of this ritual.

However, when his alien power penetrated into every petal of the peony flower, what shocked everyone was that the broken vision of the old man reappeared.

It's just that after this appearance, the terrifying picture behind it quickly emerged.

In the living room, a sharp-boned knife suddenly appeared, and stabbed the old man fiercely in the air.

"what!"

The old man finally screamed, and was stabbed mercilessly by the knife. It was like swallowing a piece of meat.

As the old man ran and fled, blood spattered in more places.

Such a big movement ~www.wuxiamtl.com~ is supposed to have alerted the tenants on the first and second floors, but no one came up to check.

As the landlord fell, the entire body was swallowed clean. The knife flew away along the door, and from time to time it threw out a lot of blood that it had contaminated, contaminating it in the corridor.

"It turns out that the murderer did not enter the scene at all! No wonder there are very few images of the suspect that can be seen in the surveillance, no wonder there is no trace of the murderer at the scene. The other party does not need to be close to the scene, of course, it is easy to hide himself. " Kitanoji said excitedly.

Tian Lihao, however, flashed a trace of fear in his eyes: "This, this is a disaster weapon that can devour flesh and blood!"

"It's a disaster weapon," Teacher Qin nodded, his eyes were equally dignified, "No wonder my alien power can't conjure up the memory of the other party before he died, and it turned out to be interfering with my alien power."

Having said that, he sincerely praised Wen Rensheng: "I said before that as long as there is an anchor point, the one that determines the memory of the soul fragments is the alien's own strength. It seems that Manager Wen Ren is born to eat my bowl. meal!"

"Uh, Mr. Qin, I can actually eat a lot of rice." Wen Rensheng said as a matter of course.