Chapter 655: Hypnosis

"Sure enough, it is a grievance!"
Wu Ming sighed and suddenly rushed forward and punched!
boom!
A wooden frame collapsed, the porcelain vase on the ground was broken, and the girl's figure disappeared.
"In the dreamland, even Steven's physical qualities have been restored, and the reality is quite high..."
He smiled: "I haven’t tried my best for a long time!"
"Do you want to hide and seek?"
The girl’s voice came and the two little hands had caught Wu Ming’s ankle.
"shock!"
Wu Ming's foot twisted, as if the plowing of the iron plow, the hard wooden boards were broken, but the little girl's hands were a little blur, and suddenly disappeared.
"Hey!"
The girl’s laughter continued to come, and the face with blood and tears appeared in the mirror, on the wall, in the ceiling lamp...
boom!
Wu Ming's face is unchanged, his fists are like the wind, and he is surrounded by a mess.
"Hey!"
The surrounding ringtones are still the same, the little girl's illusion reappears, and it looks like nothing.
"Wh..."
Wu Ming spit out a long breath: "When the warm-up exercise is over, it’s time to move really..."
His eyes glimpsed a little, and when he knew the sea, his mental power was bright and bright, and he turned into an invisible barrier and shocked out.
Bang! Bang!
It seems that the typhoon transited, the tornado raged, and the invisible and amazing power swept in an instant. Everything in front of Wu Ming was shattered, disintegrated, and turned into dust under the stirring of mental power.
The little girl screamed and disappeared instantly.
"To deal with the soul, it is still necessary to use mental power..."
"However, the ability of the fist in the dream is still in line with the rules of reality, but the effect of mental power has been magnified..."
Wu Ming’s face showed a trace of regret, apparently regretting the fact that he could not obtain real combat data.
He suddenly used this dream made by the ghost of ghosts as a free test field.
This time obviously caused real damage to the little girl, the whole dream was awkward, I don’t know how long it took, the villa reappeared.
Everything inside was restored, and the sweet ringing sounded again.
"You should know that this is not enough to deal with me..."
Wu Ming sighed and understood the limit of this ghost: "I can break through here again, and you become a spiritual competition, but I am too lazy to play with you..."
The expression on his face was very ridiculous, and the smile on his lips widened: "Who is it? Gives you such a huge guts, dare to invade my knowledge of the sea?"
Even after a reincarnation, his true spirit essence is also branded with a little gold fairy!
The existence of non-same or higher, it is impossible to invade his knowledge of the sea and the heart, let alone the spirit control and enchantment.
Snapped!
He tapped a finger.
Hey! Hey!
There were countless cracks in the emptiness, and immediately, a lot of broken sounds rang, and the space shattered like a mirror.
"Little baby, let me see you!"
Wu Ming stepped forward and picked up a music box in the broken void.
It is exactly the same shape as in reality, with a little blood on it.
"I'm coming!"
His eyes condensed and the surrounding scene suddenly changed.
The memory of the scene was extracted and formed as if it were a projection.
Still in the villa just now, a middle-aged couple looks dignified, drawing a six-pointed star array with blood and bone powder on the ground, muttering something.
Under the rituals of many years, the character of the two people has become more and more weird, and finally there is a tendency to be nervous.
The neighbors neighbors are alienated from them, but they can't stop them from doing their own thing.
At the end of the day, there is a picture.
"Impossible... why there is no demon, even if a grievance responds to our call..."
The couple screamed desperately, looking more and more stunned, and finally looked at the little girl.
"Our plan will be successful, baby, you have to help us!"
"No, don't..."
The little girl was forced to the corner, holding a music box in her hand.
"Ilotti, you have a noble blood, you will be awakened, if we can't get help from the grievances, why not make one directly?"
The more crazy their voice is.
In the end, it was a yellowed newspaper with a big case ‘a family of three died! Suspected to be a tragedy caused by excessive consumption of hallucinogenic drugs, the police department will continue to increase the fight against illegal drug trades...’
......
"Ugh……"
The morning sun shone through the window, and Wu Ming looked at the music box in front of him.
His hand was gently stroking, I don't know if it was an illusion, and the darkness above it was swept away: "Repose it..."
This grievance is purified, but the problems brought by it have caused Wu Ming to fall into deep thoughts: "Is the inheritance cut off? A witch family can not solve even the most basic summoning ceremony..."
He couldn't help but think of history.
The original Golden Oak Kingdom has experienced many coups and riots. Even the dark period of 50 years, the war and the black death epidemic have made barbarism and ignorance mainstream, and the whole kingdom has almost returned. Primitive society.
It is in this environment that the inheritance of civilization is severed, even if power is the same.
Until the emergence of the new technological revolution, the entire kingdom and the world were saved, but some things have completely disappeared into history.
"This thing... maybe a good bait?"
Wu Ming smashed the music box on his hand.
Even though the power of the world seems to be a bit of a hit, the face of the state machine is nothing more than the power of rebellion, but there is still a little residue.
The grievances and spiritual powers left on this music box are as obvious to them as the torch in the night.
If it is well arranged, you may be able to catch something.
"I don't know if the Golden Oak Kingdom has any preparation for this..."
The existence of this kind of existence, the country must have a record, as to whether it will set up a special counterpart? This is also a question that Wu Ming has to consider.
Otherwise, the same kind of attraction is not attracted. Instead, the kingdom's attention is drawn to this side. Wu Ming does not want to live a monitored life in the future, or simply be caught as a mouse.
......
"Hey, Neville, how is your sister?"
A few days later, Wu Ming found Neville.
"well!"
Neville’s face had a happy smile:
Since you took the box, my sister finally got a good night's sleep, and the spirit is recovering...

"well!"
Wu Mingyi smashed his hand and threw something into Neville.
"This is... ah?"
Neville grabbed it in a hurry, but after he saw that the thing was the mysterious music box, he almost threw it out.
"Reassured, I checked it, it's just a very ordinary music box..."
Wu Ming shrugged his shoulders: "Your sister's business, I think it's just that she is too nervous, and the children have a nightmare..."
"but……"
Neville obviously wanted to say something more. Suddenly, he saw Wu Ming’s eyes.
The blue pupil is like a sea, deep and unpredictable, and the bottom is dark.
The expression on his face changed suddenly, and there was some confusion in his eyes. He immediately murmured in his mouth: "It’s just a child who has a nightmare..."
With Wu Ming’s current mental strength, it’s more than enough to be a hypnotist, but now it’s a simple spiritual suggestion.
After all, this kind of thing is rumored everywhere, and there is no benefit to him or to him.
"Okay, take it and sell it!"
Wu Ming pointed to the music box on the hand of Neville, with a strange smile on his face.
On the box, he also made a little hand and foot.
In the same way as this music box, some real ‘collectors’ must be interested in it.
"I don't know if there will be a few hooks?"
Wu Ming slightly looked forward to it, and immediately beat Neville, who was still awkward, to St. George's High School.
The courses in the middle school are quite relaxed. Almost as in the previous universities, the teachers gave lectures in designated classrooms. The students brought their own textbooks to listen to, and even the names were few.
Moreover, there is only a half-day course in the day, and half a day is the full free time.
As long as you have completed enough credits and passed the exam, you can successfully graduate from high school. Of course, only after you have obtained this diploma, students have the power to sprint to various universities and continue their studies.
At the time of the course arranged at this time, the credits of the first year are still a little less than half, and these are the need to participate in community activities to obtain.
"These associations are also semi-public in nature. It is no wonder that the presidents are the key subjects on the list of guarantees..."
Wu Ming placed a blank sheet of paper in front of him and wrote and painted on it.
While listening to the class, I keep writing, as if I am a good student who listens carefully to taking notes.
But when Vidi took a look, he was immediately dazzled by the symbols of the ghosts.
"Steven, what are you doing?"
After forbearing a lesson, he waited until the teacher left, and he immediately couldn’t wait to ask.
"Nothing, just graffiti..."
Wu Ming smashed the things he wrote and threw them into the trash.
These are all his deductive questions about the 'Da Luo Jing'. In any case, the Taoist symbolic true text is harder to understand than any ancient text, not to mention the fact that it is still incomplete, and does not really ignite the spirit. With strength.
‘But if you really have a genius, you can still see something from my draft... I don’t think it’s a secret.

Wu Ming’s mouth has a mysterious smile: ‘I don’t know if there will be such a lucky one or a bad luck...’