Chapter 147 Strange Disaster Weapon
Wen Rensheng watched Teacher Qin’s every move closely.
The other party took out a paintbrush from his arms, took off the cap, then leaned down and started drawing on the living room floor.
Mysterious painting skills?
Wen Rensheng thought of Wang Wenwen drawing geometric figures.
At this time, Teacher Qin had already begun to explain as if no one else was around:
“One of the foundations of learning the mysterious spirit summoning technique is the mysterious painting technique. Manager Wenren, you need to ask ordinary people for advice. First, learn the ordinary painting techniques. Practice to a certain level."
"The higher the painting skill, the more accurate the drawing ritual, and the better the effect will be, the more alien power can be saved, and more soul fragments can be summoned at the same time, and more soul fragments can be seen. So many memories.”
The other party said while carefully drawing various mysterious patterns, just like outlining a beautiful picture.
Wen Rensheng watched carefully without saying a word. He seemed to have seen the ancients drawing "Along the River During the Qingming Festival", and he was probably just as serious.
Tian Lihao and Bei Yelu glanced around, seemingly not paying attention to Teacher Qin's drawing process.
Of course Wen Rensheng knew that these two mysterious experts did not care, but they knew very well the principle of overeating and overeating.
They don’t have the passive effect of their own mysterious seed, so even if they steal things from Teacher Qin, there is no point.
The effect of elementary summoning spirits is better than nothing. It does not take more than ten years and decades of hard work to improve and temper, and it is of little significance to advance to advanced or even master level.
Just like the life skills that ordinary people learn, the rough level can only be used to support their families. Only by becoming an expert can you achieve greater development.
But he is different. As long as he is proficient, learns the basic level, and has the passive effect of the mysterious seed to improve, 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 greater 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 a few more skills?
Ordinary people also say, "There is no need to overwhelm one's body with too much art."
It took about half an hour for Teacher Qin to finally complete the drawing of the spirit summoning ceremony.
Wen Rensheng looked down and saw a huge peony flower appearing on the living room floor.
It is tightly closed, still in bud, layered on top of each other, very bright red, reflecting each other with the remaining blood stains everywhere, showing a strange beauty.
But of course he didn't feel any fear, he just felt it was normal. After all, the mysterious resistance was not acquired in vain.
At this moment, Teacher Qin put on his gloves, took out a silver spoon and a knife, and began to scrape some powder off a dark blood stain.
Finally, he poured the dark black powder onto the buds of the peonies.
"Did you see everything clearly?" Teacher Qin raised his head and asked.
"See clearly." A series of photos appeared in Wen Rensheng's mind, showing every action of the other party just now.
"Is there any video?" he asked again.
Wen Rensheng pointed to his head: “It’s all recorded here.”
"It turns out you still have extraordinary memory, which is great. With this skill as the basis, most of the mysterious skills only take two or three months to learn." Teacher Qin said with some envy.
"Teacher, if you want to learn, we can communicate with each other." Of course Wen Rensheng would not be too self-respecting. He would teach even ordinary students, let alone teach each other.
Because after he communicates with others, his own benefits will be seven or eight times that of the other person. Many martial arts masters rely on the strengths of others, exchanges, reflections, and integration, and finally become famous.
"It's really rare. No wonder they think so highly of you." Teacher Qin's eyes were complicated. He could tell that this young man really didn't care about teaching him. "Let's talk about it when we go back. Let's talk about it now." I will continue to be a teacher."
"Yes, Teacher Qin." Wen Rensheng smiled.
Teacher Qin then squatted down and pointed his palm at the peony bud, and a gray mist slowly gushes out from his palm.
The three of them immediately stared at the huge peony flower on the floor.
As the patterns are filled with mist, the lines that make up the entire peony flower seem to come alive and begin to change positions, making it look like the petals are beginning to bloom.
Then the dark black powder on the buds was absorbed and disappeared...
I don’t know how much time passed, the peony flower fully opened, and then on the petals, the illusion of a man in his sixties appeared. !
Mysterious illusion?
Wen Rensheng remembered what Wu Shanshan had said, and he had a general idea in his mind.
The so-called spirit summoning investigation actually involves summoning soul fragments through mysterious rituals, then extracting the memories of the deceased on them, and then manifesting the complete image through mysterious illusion techniques.
“Yes!” Tian Lihao couldn’t help but said in surprise. "As expected, he is an expert from the Upper Kingdom. His skills are superb and extraordinary." Kitanoji said with great admiration.
"Don't make a sound," Teacher Qin whispered, "Everyone restrain their alien powers and don't interfere with the illusion. More memory scenes will appear in a while."
As he spoke, Slowly retreating, the others also stayed away from the illusion.
After 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 anymore, it's money, money, money every day! He is 28 years old, what kind of alimony does he need?"
"Okay, I don't expect it in the future. He takes care of me until I grow old, and there are gentle women who marry me and take care of me. I will get remarried soon. Please don’t call me again and affect our relationship as a couple!”
After the elderly man finished speaking, he hung up the phone and dialed another number.
"Hey, is it Keiko? Don't worry, I will marry you soon, and we will have another child by then. I won't give him a penny." His tone became very kind.
But at this moment, the old man’s voice suddenly stopped, his mouth opened slightly, his face suddenly became frightened, and he threw his mobile phone aside.
Everyone immediately began to look forward to it, because this 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 of them looked at each other.
"It's good to be able to see these memories. It must be very useful to you, right?" Teacher Qin rolled his eyes and raised his head slightly, "Through these two phone calls, you can know that someone has a close relationship with him. It's bad, and the murderer is probably related to these two phone calls."
Tian Lihao glanced at Kitano Road, who said bravely: "I'm very sorry, senior, we have been harmed by this information. They were obtained from the perpetrator's contacts. And after investigation, they were not just ordinary people, but they had no time to commit the crime."
"It turns out that he was an old man after all, and he was killed out of fear. The memories of that time are not easily left behind. His most profound memories are just his remarriage and the conflict with his ex-wife and son," Teacher Qin analyzed seriously.
Wen Rensheng was not disappointed, this is normal.
There is never a universal technology, and it is actually very good to be able to do this. If this kind of spirit summoning technique is used 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.
Bei Yelu nodded, and then prepared to take everyone out.
“Wait, please give me some time.” At this time, Wen Rensheng requested.
"By the way, give Manager Wenren some time. After all, he came with me to learn on the spot. There is no shortage of time now. You have delayed it for so long anyway." Teacher Qin followed.
Bei Yelu's expression changed slightly, but Tian Lihao shook his head and he said nothing more.
Wen Rensheng ignored the verbal quarrel between the three. This is the most normal workplace environment. How can there be a completely harmonious scene? They all cooperate in compromise and compromise in struggle.
He just poured his own dark purple mist into it. He just wanted to explore the various details of this ritual.
However, when his alien power penetrated into every petal of the peony flower, what shocked everyone was that the broken illusion of the old man appeared again.
Only after appearing this time, the horrifying scene immediately emerged.
In the living room, a sharp bone-picking knife suddenly appeared and stabbed the elderly man fiercely in the air.
“Ah!”
The old man finally screamed and was stabbed mercilessly by the knife. It was like it was devouring a piece of meat. Every time it stabbed the other person, it would cause pain. There was a piece of flesh missing from the opponent's body...
As the old man ran away, blood spattered to more places.
Such a big movement should have alarmed the tenants on the first and second floors, but no one came up to check.
As the landlord fell, the whole body was devoured. The knife flew away along the door, occasionally throwing out a lot of blood stained into the corridor.
“So that’s it, the murderer didn’t even enter the scene! 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 get close to the scene , Of course it’s easy to hide yourself,” Kitanoji said excitedly.
Tian Lihao's eyes flashed with fear: "This, this is a disaster weapon that can swallow flesh and blood!"
"It's a disaster weapon," Teacher Qin nodded, with the same look in his eyes Dignified, "No wonder my alien power couldn't transform the other person's memory before his death. It actually interfered with my alien power."
Speaking of this, he sincerely praised Wen Rensheng. : "I said before that as long as there is an anchor point, what determines the amount of memory of the soul fragment is the alien's own strength. It seems that Manager Wenren is born to eat my rice!"
"Well, Teacher Qin, actually I can eat a lot of bowls of rice." Wen Rensheng said matter-of-factly.
(End of this chapter)