Chapter 219 Ghost Eyes and Parchment

At nine o'clock the next morning, Feng Quan came to the hotel where Wang Xiaoming was staying, ready to thank him and try to get closer to Wang Xiaoming.

After yesterday's test, he had fully felt the improvement in controlling the evil spirits this time.

And it was completely different from controlling the evil spirits before. This time, Professor Wang made the evil spirits in his body organically combine, and the three evil spirits would no longer be dragged down.

In the past, when controlling two evil spirits, in order to maintain balance, Feng Quan could not fully exert the true strength of the evil spirits.

So the evil spirits were originally very strong, but after being controlled, they seemed to be weakened, because the ghost driver could not exert the original ability of the evil spirits.

"If the power of the evil spirit is numerically quantified, I could only exert 50% of the power of the evil spirit before, and this is the maximum power of the evil spirit without considering the balance of the evil spirit."

"I usually don't dare to use the power of the evil spirit like this, but now I can exert 80% of the power of the evil spirit just casually, and there are also the bonus of the supernatural strength of other evil spirits, which is not inferior to the evil spirit body with 100% power."

Although a night has passed, Feng Quan's heart is still unsettled at this moment, because the improvement of this strength is too great, which has far exceeded the improvement obtained by controlling a normal evil spirit.

When he came to the hotel lobby, Feng Quan started to contact by phone, but to his disappointment, Professor Wang was not in the hotel, and only Zhou Tong stayed in the hotel to rest.

"What are you doing here? Is there something wrong with controlling the evil spirit?"

In the rest area next to the lobby on the first floor of the hotel, the two sat on their own sides, and Zhou Tong teased.

"Of course not, I came here specifically to thank the professor this time." Feng Quan shook his head.

"Haha," Zhou Tong said with a smile, "Didn't I thank you yesterday? Do you have to thank me twice for one thing?"

Feng Quan wanted to roll his eyes when he heard this. Zhou Tong knew what he was going to do... but he was pretending to be stupid, so he avoided answering and said:

"Didn't the professor always ask you to follow him when he went out... Why did he leave you in the hotel this time?"

"Uh!" Zhou Tong was choked, "The professor naturally has his own considerations for doing this, why are you asking so many questions?"

Zhou Tong and Feng Quan started bickering, and at this time Wang Xiaoming came to No. 7 Middle School, which is where the protagonist Yang Jian in the original book went to school.

In front of the security guards, Wang Xiaoming walked into the school step by step, and met several teachers holding books on the way, but these people, without exception, could not find Wang Xiaoming.

This is naturally because of the effect of the ghost domain. When Wang Xiaoming approached No. 7 Middle School, he activated the magic potion version of the ghost domain.

Compared with other ghost abilities, the ghost domain is much simpler for Wang Xiaoming. This is not because the ghost domain is not complicated, but because when he was in sequence seven, he got the knowledge of the basic structure of the ghost domain.

This knowledge laid the foundation for Wang Xiaoming's future research on the ghost domain, allowing him to soar into the sky like a rocket on the road of researching the ghost domain.

Until now, the ghost domain that Wang Xiaoming used his spiritual power to cast can cover a radius of 200 meters, and the spiritual strength is roughly equivalent to the four-layer ghost domain of Yang Jian in the original book.

It can only be said that it is a waste of talent to use it to confuse ordinary humans.

Walking in the campus, Wang Xiaoming thought of his time in school. Whether in his previous life or this life, school is the best time in his heart.

Along the way, Wang Xiaoming didn't meet many people at all, except for a few teachers and some uncles who were responsible for cleaning.

But think about it, it's only the beginning of August now, it's summer vacation time, and it's normal for the school to have few people.

At present, it is estimated that only the classes that have just entered the third year of high school will have classes during this time period.

Arriving at the teaching building, Wang Xiaoming found the target after a sweep of the ghost domain. A student who was dozing off in class was the future protagonist Yang Jian.

There was an indelible tiredness on his handsome face. It seems that he stayed up late yesterday.

Swish!

A piece of chalk hit Yang Jian's forehead accurately, as if it was equipped with navigation, and woke him up directly. He subconsciously looked up at the podium and was no longer sleepy.

On the podium, the teacher who had just thrown the chalk was staring at Yang Jian seriously, making Yang Jian feel like a thorn in his back and very uneasy.

Fortunately, the teacher didn't say much, but just looked at Yang Jian seriously, then turned around and started writing on the blackboard.

At this time, Yang Jian breathed a sigh of relief!

Then Yang Jian felt his arm being touched, and turned his head to see that it was his deskmate Zhang Wei who was winking at him.

Yang Jian shook his head and didn't want to pay attention. He stayed up late playing with his mobile phone yesterday, and his energy had been drained long ago. Now he didn't want to move at all.

"It's all the school's fault. We just entered the third year of high school, and the summer vacation was directly reduced by one month. If it was last semester, I would still be at home watching TV with air conditioning!"

Yang Jian thought to himself and was about to fall asleep again.

Outside the classroom, Wang Xiaoming looked at Yang Jian, who was discovered by the teacher again and was punished to stand at the back of the classroom to listen to the class. A smile appeared on his lips. This is youth!

"It's time to go to the next place to have a look!"

Wang Xiaoming turned around and left. He had just walked around the whole school and didn't find any suspicious items. The reason why No. 7 Middle School is special should be because of Yang Jian.

He took a step forward, and the surrounding scene suddenly changed. Wang Xiaoming had appeared outside the school. Then, after a few short teleportations, he appeared in front of a temple with red walls and gray tiles.

It was the Hongfa Temple where the Lord of the Ghost Eyes was imprisoned in the original work. It was here that Yang Jian obtained the Ghost Eyes and started his legendary journey.

Covered by the ghost realm, Wang Xiaoming immediately discovered a special space, and then teleported to a house.

I saw that the door was dilapidated, with several rusty copper locks hanging on it. No one had been here for a long time. Through the cracks in the dilapidated door and windows, I could see that there was nothing in the room and it was empty.

But Wang Xiaoming can feel that there is a special space that depends on the existence of this house in the real world.

"This space should have been formed by the power of the Lord of Ghost Eyes. Later, Yang Jian took away the coffin nails and released the Lord of Ghost Eyes, and this space collapsed and disappeared."

Wang Xiaoming stood outside the room and did not go in. Instead, he took off his black-rimmed glasses and looked at the room in front of him with his voyeuristic eyes.

The Lord of Ghost Eyes is too dangerous, Wang Xiaoming doesn't want to take risks, and the coffin nails inside are not very attractive to him. The reason why he comes here is just out of curiosity.

It's best if he can gain something, and he won't be disappointed if he doesn't gain something.

When the Eye of Secret is opened, the world in front of him instantly becomes different. The original real world gradually becomes transparent and disappears. A dark space comes into view. In the middle of the space, a large tree made of white bones stands.

It was covered with all kinds of filthy things, which made Wang Xiaoming frown. It reminded him of some mysterious knowledge about sacrifice. It was very cruel and bloody, with a barbaric atmosphere everywhere. The big tree with white bones in front of him was very similar to It is a place of sacrifice.

On the trunk of the big tree is the ghost that Wang Xiaoming is most afraid of - the Lord of Ghost Eyes.

The main body of the ghost eye is nearly four meters long and has a human shape, but its body structure is like a black non-light-absorbing colloid. Even if the spiritual vision is turned on, the extraordinary light it emits is black, which reminds Wang Xiaoming of a movie he once watched. , there is a creature called Venom, which looks like this.

At this moment, the other party was hanging upside down on the tree trunk, his chest was nailed to the tree by a coffin, and he was motionless, as if he was completely dead.

But Wang Xiaoming knew that not only did the Lord of Ghost Eyes in front of him not die, but he was also constantly fighting against the coffin nails stuck in his chest, trying to escape from this cage.

The blood dripping from the wound was proof that the Lord of Ghost Eyes wanted to force the coffin nails out of his body. Wang Xiaoming saw all this clearly with his peeping eyes.

Looking down, Wang Xiaoming saw what he was most interested in. On the forehead of the Lord of Ghost Eyes, between the eyebrows, there was a red eye, like an indicator light in the dark night, which was particularly dazzling.

This is the first ghost controlled by Yang Jian - Ghost Eye, and it is also one of the most powerful ghosts in the world. At the end of the original novel, Yang Jian can even open the nine-level ghost realm and directly attract people on the timeline, infinitely. add.

The moment Wang Xiaoming looked at the ghost eye, the originally dead ghost eye turned, and then a hazy red light lit up.

"Um?!"

A look of surprise appeared on Wang Xiaoming's face. Just when the ghost eyes turned, the originally clearly visible space was covered with a layer of red light, blocking Wang Xiaoming's sight.

"Strange...Does the ghost eye have the ability to block sight? Or is this the ability of the master of the ghost eye?"

Wang Xiaoming put on his black-rimmed glasses, closed his secret eyes, and then turned around and left.

He has seen what he should see, and there is nothing left to miss.

"It's time to go next..."

Wang Xiaoming took one step forward and arrived in the middle of the busy road. Speeding cars passed through him. At this time, Wang Xiaoming was like a massless ghost, unaffected by physical attacks.

"It should be in this direction." Wang Xiaoming looked at the road signs on the left and right, confirmed his current location, and then disappeared in one step.

After a while, he arrived at a community, then walked to a building in the community and teleported into his home.

This is Fang Jing’s home, and it is also the place where the parchment of the original novel first appeared.

Parchment can be said to be the most famous ghost in the original novel. The reason why Wang Xiaoming read this book in his previous life was because of the sentence in its introduction: My name is Yang Jian. When you see this sentence, I will be dead. Already...

Whoever holds the parchment will use that person's identity to show what will happen in the future on the paper. However, how could Li Gui be so kind, so the parchment would always conceal some important information among the information.

Most of the difficulties Yang Jian encountered in the original work were overcome by a battle of wits and courage with the parchment.

"Found it!"

Through the ghost realm, Wang Xiaoming directly determined the position of the parchment. With a smile on his face, he walked into the study room, took out a thick old book from the bookshelf, and then took out a light yellow sheet from the hard cover of the old book. of vellum.

"This is parchment, a ghost that can predict the future. Compared to the Lord of Ghost Eyes, this ghost is not a high threat to me."

The most powerful ability of Parchment is its near omniscience, but compared to its prophecy ability, Parchment's combat ability is much lower.

The moment Wang Xiaoming took the parchment in his hand, the parchment as a ghost began to revive, and words began to appear on it——

‘My name is ×××. When you see this sentence, I am already dead. Now...’

As soon as a line of text appeared, it started to get stuck, and Wang Xiaoming's name could not be displayed at all. Afterwards, the prediction of future events could not be carried out. There was only a series of ellipses that kept turning.

It was probably the first time that the parchment encountered this situation. The whole ghost was stunned for a while, and then a new change appeared. All the words that had just appeared disappeared, and the parchment returned to a clean piece of leather, as if nothing happened just now. Like it happened.

Seeing the parchment's embarrassment, Wang Xiaoming thought thoughtfully, then threw the parchment into the wilderness of knowledge, took one step, and left here.

In fact, Wang Xiaoming had anticipated this scenario before coming, because when he was at the headquarters, Mr. Qin came to him specifically because he could not predict.

The performance of the parchment now proves once again that he cannot be predicted.

As for why? Wang Xiaoming had already made a guess.

"It should be because of the Wilderness of Knowledge. With the blessing of the Wilderness of Knowledge, it is almost impossible for people and ghosts in this world to predict my future."

Arriving on the busy street again, Wang Xiaoming cleared his distracting thoughts and started to go to the remaining places. As for the parchment, he would study it after he finished the current affairs.

When Wang Xiaoming returned to the hotel, it was already noon.

"Professor, you are back!" As soon as he entered the hotel lobby, he was greeted by Zhou Tong, who was waiting aside.

Feng Quan, who was following Zhou Tong, also came over and said respectfully: "Professor!"

Wang Xiaoming turned on his spiritual vision and looked Feng Quan up and down. No problem was found, so he asked: "You came to me but there is a problem with controlling the ghost?"

Feng Quan shook his head quickly, told his thoughts one by one, and took out the three-legged ghost that was imprisoned yesterday: "I heard that the professor likes to collect ghosts. This is the ghost that I imprisoned yesterday..."

Feng Quan shared everything he knew about the three-legged ghost, as well as his guessed rules for killing.

This made Wang Xiaoming interested, who originally wanted to refuse, and asked Zhou Tong to accept the gold bag containing the ghost, and then said:

"I accepted Li Gui, but I am purchasing it on behalf of the headquarters. The corresponding contribution points will be sent to your account later."

Seeing that Feng Quan wanted to say something more, Wang Xiaoming stretched out his hand to stop him and said, "I understand your thoughts and I have received your thoughts. As long as you protect this city well from now on, I will think of you for the benefits that should come from it."

Feng Quan was extremely excited and hurriedly said that he would be the person in charge of Dachang City and would not let any supernatural events harm Dachang City.

Wang Xiaoming nodded in approval, encouraged Feng Quan a few words, and then said:

"Okay, I still need to study some things next, so don't disturb me if there's nothing important!"

Feeling the parchment with constant small movements in the wilderness of knowledge, Wang Xiaoming's interest increased greatly.

The wisdom of this parchment is so high!