Wen Rensheng watched Teacher Qin's every move closely.
The other party took out a paintbrush from his arms, took off the cap, then leaned down and started drawing on the living room floor.
Mysterious painting?
Wen Rensheng thought of the scene when Wang Wenwen drew geometric figures.
At this time, Teacher Qin had already begun to explain:
"One of the foundations of learning the mystical summoning technique is mystical painting. Manager Wenren, you need to ask an ordinary painter to practice your ordinary painting skills to a certain level first."
"The higher the painting skill, the more accurate the drawing ritual, and the better the effect. It can save more alien power, summon more soul fragments, and see more memories."
While the other party was talking, he was carefully drawing various mysterious patterns, just like outlining a beautiful picture.
Wen Rensheng watched carefully without saying a word. He seemed to have seen the ancients drawing the "Along the River During the Qingming Festival" scene, and he was probably as serious as ever.
Tian Lihao and Bei Yelu were looking around, seemingly not paying attention to Teacher Qin's drawing process.
Of course Wen Rensheng knew that these two mysterious experts did not care, but they knew very well the principle of overeating and overeating.
They don't have the passive effect of their own mysterious seed, so even if they steal things from Teacher Qin, it doesn't make sense.
The effect of elementary summoning spirits is better than nothing. It does not take more than ten years or decades of hard work to improve and temper, and it is of little significance to advance to advanced or even master level.
Just like the life skills that ordinary people learn, the rough level can only be used to support their families. Only by becoming an expert can you achieve greater development.
But he is different. As long as he is proficient, learns the basic level, and has the passive effect of the mysterious seed to improve, he can become an advanced level or above.
As the upper limit of mystery gets higher and higher, the effect will become stronger and stronger.
The more skills you have, the greater your personal adaptability.
It's just that people's energy is limited and they have to make choices. In fact, who doesn't want to master a few more skills?
Ordinary people also say, "There is no need to overwhelm one's body if one has many arts."
It took about half an hour for Teacher Qin to finally complete the drawing of the spirit summoning ceremony.
Wen Rensheng looked down and saw a huge peony flower appearing on the living room floor.
It was tightly closed, still in bud, layered on top of each other, and very bright red, reflecting each other with the remaining blood stains everywhere, showing a strange beauty.
But of course he didn't feel any fear, he just felt it was normal. After all, the mysterious resistance was not something that could be gained in vain.
At this moment, Teacher Qin put on his gloves, took out a silver spoon and a knife, and began to scrape some powder off a dark blood stain.
Finally, he poured the dark black powder onto the buds of the peonies.
"Did you see everything clearly?" Teacher Qin raised his head and asked.
"See clearly." A series of photos appeared in Wen Rensheng's mind, showing every action of the other party just now.
"Is there any video?" he asked again.
Wen Rensheng pointed to his head: "It's all recorded here."
"It turns out you have extraordinary memory, which is great. With this skill as the basis, it only takes two or three months to learn most of the mysterious skills." Teacher Qin said with some envy.
"Teacher, if you want to learn, we can communicate with each other." Wen Rensheng certainly didn't take it personally. He taught even ordinary students, let alone teaching them to each other.
Because after he communicates with others, his own benefits will be seven or eight times that of the other person. Many martial arts masters rely on the wisdom of others, exchanges, reflections, and comprehensive understanding, 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 get back. Let me continue to be a teacher now."
"Yes, Teacher Qin." Wen Rensheng smiled.
Teacher Qin then squatted down and pointed his palm at the peony bud, and a gray mist slowly poured out from his palm.
The three of them immediately stared at the huge peony 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, making it look like the petals are beginning to bloom.
Then the dark black powder on the flower buds was absorbed and disappeared...
I don’t know how much time passed before the peony flower fully bloomed, and then, above the petals, an illusion of a man in his sixties appeared!
Mysterious illusion?
Wen Rensheng remembered what Wu Shanshan had said and had a general idea in his mind.
The so-called spirit summoning investigation actually involves summoning soul fragments through mysterious rituals, then extracting the memories of the deceased on them, and then manifesting the complete image through mysterious illusion techniques.
"Yes!" Tian Lihao couldn't help but said in surprise.
"As expected, he is an expert from the upper country. His skills are exquisite and extraordinary." Kitanoji said with great admiration.
"Don't make a sound," Teacher Qin whispered, "Everyone, restrain your alien power and don't interfere with the illusion. More memory scenes will appear in a while."
As he spoke, he slowly backed away, and the others also stayed away from the illusion.
After the illusion of the old man appeared, the old man began to walk around the living room, took out his mobile phone and made a call.
"I told you, don't ask me for money anymore, it's just money, money, money every day! He is already 28 years old, what kind of alimony does he need?"
"Okay, I don't expect him to support me in my old age in the future. There are gentle women who will marry me and take care of me. I'm going to remarry soon. Please don't call me again in the future, which will affect our relationship as a couple!"
After the elderly man finished speaking, he hung up the phone and dialed another number.
"Hey, is it Keiko? Don't worry, I will marry you soon, and we will have another child by then. I won't give him a penny." His tone became very kind.
But at this moment, the elderly man's voice suddenly stopped, his mouth opened slightly, his face suddenly became frightened, and he threw his mobile phone aside.
Everyone immediately began to look forward to it, because this meant the appearance of the murderer!
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.
"It's good to be able to see these memories. It must be very useful to you, right?" Teacher Qin rolled his eyes and raised his head slightly, "Through these two phone calls, you can know that someone has a bad relationship with him, and the murderer is very likely
It’s related to these two phone calls.”
Tian Lihao glanced at Kitano Road, who said bravely: "I'm very sorry, senior, we have obtained this information from the victims' relatives. And after investigation, they are not just ordinary people, but completely
There is no time to commit the crime."
"I see, he is an old man after all, and his memory is not strong. Under fear, it is not easy to retain the memory of when he was killed. His most profound memories are only his remarriage and conflicts with his ex-wife and son." Teacher Qin analyzed seriously.
.
Wen Rensheng was not disappointed, this is normal.
There is never a universal technology, but it is actually very good to be able to do this. If this kind of spirit 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 murdered." Tian Lihao said immediately.
Kitanoji nodded and prepared to lead everyone out.
"Wait, please give me some time." At this time, Wen Rensheng requested.
"By the way, give Manager Wenren some time. After all, he came with me to learn on the spot. There is no shortage of time now. You have been delaying it for so long anyway." Teacher Qin followed.
Bei Yelu's expression changed slightly, but Tian Lihao shook his head and said nothing more.
Wen Rensheng ignored the verbal quarrel between the three. This is the most normal workplace environment. Where 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. He just wanted to explore the various details of this ritual.
However, when his alien power penetrated into every petal of the peony flower, what shocked everyone was that the illusion of the broken old man appeared again.
But after it appeared this time, the horrifying scene immediately emerged.
In the living room, a sharp boning knife suddenly appeared and stabbed the elderly man fiercely in the air.
"ah!"
The old man finally screamed and was stabbed mercilessly by the knife. It was like it was devouring a piece of meat. Every time it stabbed the other person, a piece of meat would be missing from the other person's body...
As the elderly man ran away, blood spattered to more places.
Such a big movement should have alarmed the tenants on the first and second floors, but no one came up to check.
As the landlord fell, the whole body was devoured. The knife flew away along the door, occasionally throwing out a lot of blood and contaminating it into the corridor.
"So that's it, the murderer didn't even enter the scene! No wonder there are very few images of the suspect that can be seen in the surveillance. No wonder there is no trace of the murderer at the scene. The other party does not need to get close to the scene, and of course it is easy to hide himself.
"Bei Yelu said excitedly.
However, a trace of fear flashed in Tian Lihao's eyes: "This, this is a disaster weapon that can swallow flesh and blood!"
"It's a disaster weapon," Teacher Qin nodded, his eyes equally solemn, "No wonder my alien power can't transform the other person's memory before death, but it actually interfered with my alien power."
Having said this, he sincerely praised Wen Rensheng: "I have said before that as long as there is an anchor point, what determines the amount of memory in the soul fragment is the alien's own strength. It seems that Manager Wen Ren is born to eat my bowl.
Rice!”
"Well, Teacher Qin, actually I can eat a lot of bowls of rice." Wen Rensheng said matter-of-factly.