"It's a wraith!"

Wu Ming sighed, and suddenly rushed forward and punched!

Bang!

A wooden frame collapsed, the porcelain vase on it shattered to the ground, and the girl's figure disappeared. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

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

He laughed: "It's been a long time since I shot with all my might!" ”

"Are you going to play hide and seek?"

The girl's voice came, and two small hands had already grabbed Wu Ming's ankles.

"Shock!"

Wu Ming's feet twisted, like an iron plough plowing the ground, and the hard wooden planks were shattered, but the little girl's hands were blurred and disappeared in an instant.

"Hee-hee!"

The girl's laughter kept coming, and the face with blood and tears appeared in the mirror, on the wall, and in the ceiling lamp......

Bang!

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

"Hee-hee!"

The bells around her were still ringing, and the phantom of the little girl reappeared, undamaged.

"Whirring ......"

Wu Ming exhaled a long breath: "The warm-up exercise is over, it's time to move the real thing......

His eyes narrowed slightly, and in the sea of knowledge, his spiritual power was shining brightly, and it turned into an invisible barrier and rushed out.

Bang! Bang!

It was as if a typhoon was passing through, a tornado was raging, and the invisible and amazing power swept in an instant, and everything in front of Wu Ming was constantly shattered and decomposed under the agitation of spiritual power, turning into fine dust, and a blank space appeared.

The little girl screamed and disappeared in an instant.

"To deal with unjust souls, you really have to use spiritual power to ......"

"But...... The fist and kick abilities in the dream are quite in line with the rules of reality, but the effect of mental power is magnified......"

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

He used this dream created by the ghost as a free testing ground.

This time it was clear that there was real damage to the little girl, and the whole dream was hazy, and I don't know how long it took for the villa to resurface.

Everything inside has been restored, and the melodious bell rings again.

"You should know that this won't deal with my ......"

Wu Ming sighed, and he also understood the limit of this ghost: "I can completely break through here again and compete with you to become a spiritual power, but I am too lazy to play with you......"

The expression on his face was very playful, and the smile on the corner of his mouth widened: "Who is it?" Gave you such a huge amount of courage to dare to invade my sea of knowledge? ”

Even after a reincarnation, his true spirit essence still bears a little bit of the Golden Immortal imprint!

Beings of the same level or higher could not invade his sea of consciousness and heart at all, let alone mind control and enchantment.

Syllable!

He snapped his fingers slightly.

Click! Click!

Countless cracks suddenly appeared in the void, and in an instant, a large number of shattering sounds sounded, and the space shattered like a mirror.

"Baby, let me come and see you!"

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

It was exactly the same shape as it was in reality, except for a little blood on it.

"I'm coming!"

His eyes froze, and the scene around him suddenly changed.

Scenes of memories are extracted and formed as if they were projected.

In the villa just now, a middle-aged couple looked solemn, drawing a six-pointed star circle with blood and bone powder on the ground, and were muttering and praying something.

After years of rituals, the personalities of the two people have become more and more bizarre, and finally they have some nervous tendencies.

The neighbors around them are becoming more and more estranged from them, but they can't stop them from going their own way.

In the end, there is a bloody scene.

"Impossible...... Why is there no demon god, not even a wraith, to answer our call......"

The couple screamed in despair, looking more and more hideous, and finally fixed their eyes on the little girl.

"Our plan will be successful, baby, you have to help us!"

"Don't, don't ......"

The little girl was forced into a corner, clutching the music box in her hand.

"Iloti, you have a noble bloodline, you will awaken, if we can't get the help of the wraith, why don't we just make one?"

Their voices grew wilder.

In the end, it was a yellowed newspaper with a big case -- 'A family of three died!' Suspected to be caused by the tragedy caused by an overdose of hallucinogenic drugs, the police department will continue to intensify its efforts to crack down on illegal dangerous drug trade......

……

"Alas......"

The morning sun shone through the window, and Wu Ming looked at the music box in front of him.

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

This resentful spirit was purified, but the problems caused by it made Wu Ming fall into deep thought: "Is the inheritance broken?" A shrine maiden family can't even solve the most basic summoning ritual......"

He couldn't help but think of history.

The original Golden Oak Kingdom has experienced many coups and riots, and even a dark period of 50 years, wars and the Black Death epidemic, which made barbarism and ignorance the mainstream, and the entire kingdom almost regressed to primitive society.

It is in this environment that the inheritance of civilization is cut off, even if it is supernatural power.

Until the emergence of the new technological revolution, which saved the entire kingdom and even the world, but some things have completely disappeared from history.

"This thing...... Maybe a good bait too? ”

Wu Ming flipped the music box in his hand.

Even though the extraordinary power of this world seems to be a bit overwhelming, and it seems that there is no power to resist in the face of the state apparatus, there is still a little remnant in the end.

The resentment and spiritual power that remained on this music box were as obvious to them as a torch in the night.

If it's set up well, you might be able to catch something.

"I don't know if the Golden Oak Kingdom is prepared for this......"

This transcendent existence, the state must have a record, as for whether there will be a special counterpart agency? This is also a question that Wu Ming has to consider.

Otherwise, the same kind of people did not attract it, but attracted the attention of the kingdom to this side, Wu Ming didn't want to live a life of being watched in the future, or simply be arrested as a guinea pig.

……

"Hey, Neville, how's your sister doing?"

A few days later, Wu Ming found Neville.

"Good!"

Neville had a happy smile on his face, "Since you took that damn box, my sister has finally been able to sleep well and is recovering......"

"Good!"

Wu Ming shook his hand and threw something into Neville's hand.

"It's ...... Yes? ”

Neville scrambled to catch it, but when he saw that it was the mysterious music box, he nearly threw it out in a shudder.

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

Wu Ming shrugged his shoulders: "Your sister's matter, I think it's just that she is too nervous, and the child has nightmares......"

"But ......"

Neville was clearly about to say something more, and suddenly, he saw Wu Ming's eyes.

The blue pupils, like the sea, were deep and unfathomable, with darkness at the bottom.

The expression on his face changed suddenly, his eyes were a little confused, and then he muttered unconsciously: "It's just a child's nightmare......"

With Wu Ming's current mental strength, it is more than enough to be a hypnotist, and now it is just a simple spiritual suggestion.

After all, this kind of thing was spread everywhere, and it didn't do Neville or him the slightest benefit.

"Alright, let's take it and sell it!"

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

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

With the peculiarity of this music box, some real 'collectors' must be interested in it.

"I wonder how many will take the bait?"

Wu Ming was a little expectant, and immediately sent away Neville, who was still in a trance, and came to St. George's Middle School.

The curriculum in the secondary school is quite relaxed, almost the same as in the previous university, where the teacher designated the classroom to give lectures, and the students brought their own textbooks to listen to the lectures, and there were few roll calls.

In addition, there is only half a day of classes in a day, and half a day is completely free time.

As long as you complete enough credits and pass the big exam, you can successfully graduate from high school, and of course, only after obtaining this diploma can students have the right to sprint to various universities and continue their studies.

With the courses arranged at this time, the credits of the first academic year are still half short, and these are required to participate in club activities to obtain.

"These clubs also have a semi-public nature, no wonder the presidents are the key objects on the escort list......"

Wu Ming had a blank piece of paper in front of him, and he wrote and drew on it at will.

While listening to the lectures, I kept writing, like a good student who listens carefully and takes notes.

But when Vidi leaned over to take a look, he was immediately dazzled by the ghostly symbols on it.

"Steven, what are you doing here?"

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

"It's nothing, it's just graffiti......"

Wu Ming casually crumpled up what he had written and threw it into the garbage basket.

These are his deductions about several difficult points in the 'Great Compass', anyway, in the eyes of these people in the other world, the Taoist symbolic texts are simply more difficult to understand than any ancient text, not to mention that they are still incomplete, and they do not really attract vitality and carry power.

But if you really have a genius, you can still see something in my drafts...... Isn't this a secret to my miraculous skills......

A mysterious smile appeared on the corner of Wu Ming's mouth: "I don't know if there will really be such a lucky person or an unlucky person......