Chapter 655

"It's really a grudge spirit!"

Wu Ming sighed and suddenly rushed forward and punched!

Bang!

A wooden frame collapsed, the porcelain vases on it were broken all over the ground, and the girl's figure disappeared.

"In the dream, even Steven's physical fitness has been restored. The reality is quite high..."

He laughed: "I haven't tried my best for a long time!"

"Do you want to play hide and seek?"

The girl's voice came, two small hands have already grasped Wu Ming's ankle.

"Shock

Wu Ming twisted his feet like an iron plow. The hard boards broke one after another, but the little girl's hands were empty and disappeared in a moment.

"Hee hee

The girl's laughter kept coming, and the bloody face suddenly appeared in the mirror, on the wall, in the ceiling lamp

Bang!

Wu Ming's face remained unchanged, and his fists and feet were like wind. In an instant, he broke down the surroundings into a mess.

"Hee hee

Around the bell is still ringing, the little girl's virtual shadow reappears again, without any damage to the appearance.

"Huhu..."

Wu Ming breathed out a long breath: "after the warm-up exercise, it's time to be serious..."

His eyes narrowed slightly. In the process of recognizing the sea, his mental power was bright, which turned into an invisible barrier and burst out.

Boom! Boom!

It's like a typhoon passing through, a tornado raging, and the invisible and amazing power sweeping across in an instant. Everything in front of Wu Ming is constantly broken, decomposed and turned into dust under the agitation of spiritual power, showing a blank.

The little girl screamed and disappeared.

"To deal with the wronged soul, it's really necessary to use the mental power..."

"But... The boxing ability in the dream is still in line with the rules of reality, but the role of mental power has been magnified..."

A trace of regret appeared on Wu Ming's face, obviously regretting that he could not obtain real combat data.

He seems to make this dream as a free testing ground.

This time obviously caused real harm to the little girl. The whole dream was hazy. I don't know how long it took for the villa to reappear.

Everything inside is restored, and the sweet bell rings again.

"You should know that you can't deal with me like this..."

Wu Ming sighed and understood the limit of the ghost: "I can completely break this place again and compete with you to become a spiritual force, but I'm too lazy to play with you..."

The expression on his face was very banter, and the smile on the corner of his mouth was more and more enlarged: "who is it? Given you so much courage, how dare you invade my sea of knowledge? "

Even after a reincarnation, his true spirit essence also has a little golden immortal brand!

Non equal or higher existence can not invade his consciousness and heart, let alone mind control and enchantment.

Pop!

He gave a snap of his finger.

Click! Click!

Countless cracks suddenly appear in the void. Immediately, a large number of broken sounds sound, and the space is broken like a mirror.

"Baby, let me see you!"

Wu Ming stepped forward and picked up a music box in the broken void.

It is as like as two peas in reality, but with a little blood on it.

"Here I am!"

As soon as his eyes were fixed, the surrounding scenes changed.

Scenes of memory are drawn out, like a projection to form a picture.

In the villa just now, a middle-aged couple with dignified looks drew a six pointed star array with blood and bone powder on the ground, and they were murmuring and praying.

After years of ritual, their personalities became more and more strange, and finally they had some neurotic tendencies.

Neighbors around them more and more alienated, but can not stop them still go their own way.

In the end, there was a bloody scene.

"It's impossible... Why isn't there a demon, even a resentful spirit responding to our call..."

The couple screamed in despair, looking more and more ferocious, and finally looked at the little girl.

"Our plan is sure to succeed, baby, you have to help us!"

"No, no..."

The little girl was forced to the corner, clutching the music box.

"Elorty, you have noble blood and will wake up. If we can't get the help of the spirit of resentment, why don't we just make one?"

Their voices are going crazy.

At the end of the day, there was a yellow newspaper, on which was recorded a big case: "three members of a family died unexpectedly! It is suspected that it is a tragedy caused by excessive consumption of hallucinogens. The police department will continue to crack down on illegal trading of dangerous drugs. "

……

"Alas..."

The early morning sun is shining through the window. Wu Ming looks at the music box in front of him.

His hand gently stroked, I don't know if it was an illusion, a little dark breath on it immediately swept away: "rest in peace..."

This spirit was purified, but the problems caused by it made Wu Ming fall into deep thinking: "is inheritance cut off? A witch family can't even solve the most basic calling ceremony... "

He can't help thinking of history.

The original kingdom of Golden Oak had experienced many coups and riots, and even had a dark period of 50 years. The war and the black death made barbarism and ignorance the mainstream, and the whole kingdom almost fell back to the primitive society.

That is to say, in such an environment, the inheritance of civilization is cut off, even if the extraordinary power is so.

Until the emergence of the new technological revolution, it saved the whole kingdom and even the world, but some things have completely disappeared in history.

"This thing... Might be a good bait, too?"

Wu Ming weighs the music box on his hand.

Even though the extraordinary power of the world seems to be on the street, and there is no resistance in the face of the national machine, there is still a little remnant in the end.

The resentment and spiritual power left on this music box is as obvious to them as the torch in the night.

If the layout is good, maybe we can catch something.

"I don't know if the Golden Oak Kingdom has any preparation for this..."

This extraordinary existence must be recorded by the state. Will a special counterpart be set up? This is also a problem that Wu Ming has to consider.

Otherwise, the same kind didn't attract him. Instead, he attracted the attention of the kingdom. Wu Ming didn't want to live a life of being watched in the future, or even be caught as a mouse.

……

"Hi, Neville, how's your sister?"

A few days later, Wu Ming found Neville.

"Very good!"

Neville's face with a happy smile: "since you took that damn box, my sister can finally sleep well, and her spirit is recovering..."

"Very good!"

Wu Ming threw a thing into Neville's hand.

"This is..."

Neville caught it in a hurry, but when he saw that it was the mysterious music box, he almost threw it out with a shiver.

"Don't worry, I've checked it. It's just a very common music box..."

Wu Ming shrugged his shoulders: "I think it's just that she's too nervous about your sister. Children have nightmares..."

"But..."

Neville obviously wanted to say something more. Suddenly, he saw Wu Ming's eyes.

That blue pupil, as if the sea in general, deep and unpredictable, with a dark bottom.

The expression on his face suddenly changed, his eyes were a little confused, and he immediately murmured unconsciously: "it's just children's nightmares..."

With Wu Ming's mental strength now, it's more than enough to be a hypnotist. Now it's just a simple mental hint.

After all, this kind of thing spreads everywhere, no matter for Neville or him.

"Well, take it and sell it!"

Wu Ming pointed to the music box on Neville's hand, with a strange smile on his face.

On top of the box, he also made a little hand.

Because of the unusual features of this music box, some real "collectors" must be interested in it.

"I don't know how many will take the bait?"

Wu Ming slightly looked forward to it, and immediately sent away Neville, who was still in a trance, to St. George's middle school.

The curriculum of the middle school department is quite loose, almost the same as that of previous universities, where teachers assign lectures to classrooms, and students bring their own textbooks to listen to lectures in the past, with few names.

Moreover, there is only half a day of course in a day, and half a day is full free time.

As long as you have enough credits and pass the college entrance examination, you can successfully graduate from high school. Of course, only after you get this diploma can students have the right to rush to various universities and continue to study.

With the courses arranged at this time, the credits of the first academic year are still less than half, which means that we need to participate in community activities to obtain.

"These societies are also semi public. No wonder their presidents are the key subjects on the recommendation list..."

In front of Wu Ming was a piece of white paper on which he could write and draw at will.

While listening to the class, while constantly writing, like a good student listening carefully and taking notes.

But as soon as vidi came to have a look, he was dazzled by the ghost symbols on it.

"Steven, what are you doing?"

After a lesson, when the teacher left, he couldn't wait to ask.

"It's nothing, just doodling..."

Wu Ming crumpled up what he had written and threw it into the trash.

All these are his deduction of some difficult problems in the great compass. In any case, the true text of Taoist symbols is more difficult to understand than any ancient text in the eyes of people from different worlds. What's more, it is incomplete and does not really inspire vitality and strength.

"But if you really have a genius, maybe you can see something from my draft... Am I a secret of divine skill..."

Wu Ming said with a mysterious smile: "I don't know if there will be such a lucky or unlucky person..."