Mystery Makes Me Strong

Wen Rensheng closely watched Teacher Qin's every move.

The other party took out a paintbrush from his arms, took off the cap, and then bent down to start drawing on the living room floor.

Is it mystical painting?

Wen Rensheng thought of Wang Wenwen drawing geometric figures.

At this time, Teacher Qin had already started to explain as if no one else was around:

"One of the foundations of learning the technique of summoning spirits is the technique of mysterious painting. Manager Wenren, you need to consult painters among ordinary people, and first practice ordinary painting skills to a certain level."

"The higher the painting skill, the more precise the drawing ceremony, the better the effect. It can save more alien power, and at the same time summon more soul fragments and see more memories."

While the other party was talking, he carefully drew various mysterious patterns, as if he were drawing a beautiful picture.

Wen Rensheng looked at it seriously, without saying a word. He seemed to see the scene of the ancients drawing the "Surfing the River During the Qingming Festival", probably with the same seriousness.

Tian Lihao and Beiyelu glanced around, as if they didn't care about Mr. Qin's drawing process.

Of course Wen Rensheng knew that these two mysterious experts didn't care about it, but they knew very well the truth that you can't eat too much if you eat too much.

They don't have the passive effect of their own mysterious seeds, so it doesn't make sense to steal something from Teacher Qin.

The effect of elementary spirit summoning is better than nothing. It doesn't take more than ten years to improve and refine it. It doesn't make much sense to upgrade to advanced or even master level.

Just like the life skills learned by ordinary people, the level of proficiency can only be used to support the family. Only by becoming an expert can there be greater development.

But he is different, as long as he is proficient, learns the elementary level, and has the passive effect of the mysterious seed, he can become above the advanced level.

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

The more skills you have, the more resilient you are.

It's just that people have limited energy and have to make trade-offs. In fact, who doesn't want to master a few more skills?

Ordinary people also said, "there is no pressure to be more artistic."

After about half an hour, Teacher Qin finally finished drawing the spirit summoning ceremony.

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

It is tightly closed, budding, layer upon layer, very bright red, reflecting each other with the remaining blood stains everywhere, showing a strange beauty.

But of course he didn't have any sense of fear, he just felt that it was commonplace, after all, mystical resistance was not practiced for nothing.

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

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

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

"See clearly." Groups of photos appeared in Wen Rensheng's mind, which were exactly the actions of the other party just now.

"Is there a video?" He asked again.

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

"It turns out that you still have an extraordinary memory, which is great. With this skill as a foundation, most of them only need two or three months to learn mysterious skills." Teacher Qin said enviously.

"If the teacher wants to learn, we can communicate with each other." Of course, Wen Rensheng doesn't cherish his broom, he even teaches ordinary students, let alone teaching each other.

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

"It's really rare, no wonder they think so highly of you." Teacher Qin's eyes were complicated. He could see that this young man really didn't care about teaching him. "Let's talk about it when we go back. Let me continue to be a teacher now."

"Yes, Teacher Qin." Wen Rensheng smiled.

Teacher Qin then squatted down and pointed the palm of his hand at the peony bud, and a gray mist slowly gushed 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, as if the petals are beginning to bloom.

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

After an unknown amount of time, the peony flower fully bloomed, and on the petals, a phantom of a man in his sixties appeared!

Mystical illusion?

Wen Rensheng recalled what Wu Shanshan said, and had a general idea in his heart.

The so-called investigation of summoning spirits is actually to summon soul fragments through mysterious rituals, and then extract the memories of the deceased on them, and then manifest a complete image through mysterious illusion techniques.

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

"Sure enough, he is an expert from Shangguo, with superb skills and extraordinary skills." Kitano Road admired him very much.

"Don't make a sound," Teacher Qin said in a low voice, "Everyone restrain your own alien power, and don't interfere with the phantom. More memory images will appear in a while."

As he spoke, he backed away slowly, and the others also stayed away from the phantom.

After the phantom of the old man appeared, the old man started walking around the living room, taking out his mobile phone and making calls.

"I said, don't ask me for money anymore, every day is money, money, money! He is 28 years old, what child support does he want?"

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

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

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

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

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

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 in blank dismay.

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

Tian Lihao took a look at Beiye Lu, who bit the bullet and said: "I'm very sorry, senior, we have already obtained this information from the victim's relatives. And after investigation, they are not just ordinary people, but completely No crime time."

"I see. He is an old man after all, and his memory is not strong. Under the fear, the memory of being killed is not easy to leave behind. His deepest memory is only remarriage and conflicts with his ex-wife and son." Teacher Qin analyzed seriously. .

Wen Rensheng was not disappointed, this is normal.

There has never been a universal technology, and it is actually very good to be able to do this. If this 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 killed." 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 asked.

"By the way, give Manager Wenren some time. After all, he came with me to study on the spot, and it's not too late now. Anyway, you have delayed for so long." Teacher Qin followed.

Beiye Lu's face changed slightly, but Tian Lihao shook his head, so he didn't say anything else.

Wen Rensheng didn't pay attention to the verbal confrontation among the three. This is the most normal workplace ecology. 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, and he just wanted to investigate the various details of this ceremony.

However, when his alien power penetrated into every petal of the peony flower, to the astonishment of everyone, the vision of the broken old man reappeared.

It's just that after appearing this time, the horrifying picture behind it soon emerged.

In the living room, a sharp boning knife suddenly appeared and stabbed the old man viciously in the air.

"ah!"

The old man finally screamed, and was stabbed mercilessly by the knife. It seemed to be devouring a piece of meat. Every time it stabbed the opponent, it would make the opponent lose a piece of flesh...

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

Such a big movement should have already alarmed the tenants on the first and second floors, but no one came up to check.

As the landlord fell, the whole body was swallowed clean. The knife flew away along the door, throwing out a lot of blood from time to time, contaminating the corridor.

"So that's why the murderer didn't enter the scene at all! No wonder there are very few images of the suspect on the surveillance, no wonder there is no trace of the murderer at the scene. The other party doesn't need to approach the scene, of course it is easy to hide himself. " Bei Yelu excitedly said.

However, Tian Lihao's eyes flashed a trace of fear: "This, this is a disaster weapon that can devour flesh and blood!"

"It's a disaster weapon," Mr. Qin nodded, his eyes equally solemn, "No wonder my alien power can't transform the other party's memory before death, it turned out to be the one that 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, it is the strength of the alien that determines the memory of the soul fragment. It seems that Manager Wenren is born to eat my bowl Rice!"

"Uh, Teacher Qin, I can actually eat a lot of rice." Wen Rensheng said naturally.