After two days of rest, Wen Rensheng started to get busy.
More than four hundred carts of rare materials and exercise books brought back from the world of immortal cultivation have been transferred and placed in a large warehouse near the villa area.
There is no need for any special guarding, because the entire fragmented world is guarded.
If someone wants to steal, they will be stopped before they start.
He came to the warehouse, where pieces of top-grade materials were lined up on the shelves, dazzling and exuding all kinds of brilliance.
He picked up a piece of coral at random, and with just a slight squeeze, the coral shattered into crumbs.
This coral is called "Seven Treasures Coral". It can purify the mind and get rid of distracting thoughts. It was originally the best material for making magic weapons to assist in cultivation.
However, it has not been processed yet and is broken into pieces.
The power of space-time repulsion and rubbing can be seen from this.
"If those cultivators saw it, I don't know how they would be distressed and cursed."
Wen Rensheng shook his head.
He released his source power and swept them one by one.
In the end, it was discovered that there were only about 400 cars and about 40 pieces, which could be used to make mysterious props.
Others just barely maintained their original shape and maintained their complete shape.
The idea of ​​harvesting materials from other worlds has been shattered.
The rate of waste was so high that even Wen Rensheng found it shocking.
It seems that the best things to harvest from other worlds are source power and information.
For Wen Rensheng himself, there was no lack of source power; what he needed was information.
Wen Rensheng picked up another exercise book from the shelf, which was also a top-grade heaven-level book.
There is no need to use the jade slips from the world of immortality, because those things cannot withstand the power of time and space.
The name of the technique is "The Infinite Efforts of Heaven and Earth, the Self-Consistence Kung Fu". In that world of cultivating immortals, as long as you are born, it will be a bloody storm, leading to a life-and-death struggle among a handful of top sects.
The winner will inevitably hide it secretly without changing a word for tens of thousands of years.
He looked through it carefully, and it was about some cultivation methods, how to absorb source power from the outside world and store it in the meridians, which in the world of immortality is spiritual energy.
It's just that people on the real earth don't have so-called meridians. They are just dense nerve areas. In order to facilitate memory, the ancients created acupuncture points and meridians to mark them.
Therefore, if this technique is to be used on Earth, it must undergo localization work by scientists, just like the mage system.
Wen Rensheng put down his martial arts skills and prepared to use the more than forty items he had selected to make a mysterious prop.
Just as I was thinking about it, the warehouse suddenly became dark.
If it were anyone else, I'm afraid they would be panicking.
Of course Wen Rensheng was very calm.
He looked around and found that there was no power outage, but a strange atmosphere lingering around him.
Do any monsters dare to plot against themselves?
Doesn't seem rational.
The next moment, the light returned to the warehouse, and four people were seen hanging from the ceiling of the warehouse!
They were wearing Taoist robes, monk's robes, silk, linen and other different clothes, and there was a Taishi chair at their feet.
"Am I not already dead? Am I reincarnated again?" the Taoist priest said in fear.
"Life is death, death is life, life, life and death, what's the point?" The monk looked enlightened.
If it weren't for the fact that there was a rope hanging from his head, which made him look extremely funny, Wen Rensheng would definitely be in awe.
"Hey, put me down!" The fat man, who was wearing silk and estimated to weigh over 300 kilograms, was tugging at the rope around his neck.
"Don't bother, haven't you realized that you and I are not real people?" the last middle-aged man in linen said calmly.
He seemed to be a commoner, but he was the first to see through his condition.
The other three people suddenly realized, and then began to check their own status.
Wen Rensheng found that the four people seemed to be unable to see him, and he also discovered that these four people should have been ordinary people when they were alive.
Otherwise, in the action just now, priority should be given to using extraordinary means to break the suspended state.
He stepped forward and touched the Taishi chair at the monk's feet, and found that his hand went directly through it and could not be touched.
Could it be a reflection of time and space?
Just as he was thinking about it, Wen Rensheng heard a reminder in his mind
"The Lost Truth: Can you solve a murder mystery involving a treasure hunt thousands of years ago?"
"Mysteriousness???"
"Mysterious composition???"
It actually triggered a prompt, which immediately made Wen Rensheng very interested.
What does this mean?
This shows that things in other worlds can also trigger hints of mysterious seeds.
His mind at this time was not on cracking the case, but on which item triggered this event and created the scene in front of him.
Because this case is easy to solve, because the scope of the murderer and the crime scene are fixed, and at most one of four can be chosen. This kind of case may be difficult for detectives, but for the police, it is the favorite.
There is no need to search for a needle in a haystack to check out the camps, just keep an eye on these four people.
Wen Rensheng looked around and saw more than 400 cars worth of rare materials placed on the shelves. Every item seemed possible.
At this moment, the silk fat man suddenly reached out and groped for something on his body, and then he found a note. After reading it, his expression changed, and he immediately swallowed the note!
Wen Rensheng was very curious about what the other party saw.
The other three people who saw the fat man's actions also began to fumble around on his body. In the end, they all took out a piece of paper and looked down at it.
At this time, Wen Rensheng saw the content on the note
"Try your best to kill the other three, and then you can truly be resurrected."
"Tip to knock down the two chairs next to you and kill two people."
After Wen Rensheng read it, he understood that the key is to seize the opportunity.
Everyone can kill two neighbors on the left and right with a sneak attack, but cannot kill the person directly opposite.
The only way to win is to seduce or wait for your neighbors, kill the people directly opposite you, and then sneak attack the people on the left and right.
This involves extremely advanced social skills and is not simple at all.
I'm afraid this is replicating the situation during the treasure hunt. Four ordinary people competed for a piece of material for cultivating immortals, and then exhausted their efforts, and finally died...
Can they now escape their original fate?
As a bystander, Wen Rensheng felt a little interested.
The four people looked at the other three with a hint of wariness in their eyes.
The monk who had seen through life and death had a particularly focused look in his eyes, as if he was afraid that the people next to him would sneak up on him at the next moment.
During the confrontation, the warehouse went dark again.
Wen Rensheng heard some whispering sounds but couldn't make out clearly. It seemed that the four of them were discussing or arguing about something.
As long as one person dies, the fragile stalemate will be broken.
Five minutes later, the warehouse lit up again.
Yet no one died.
The four of them were in a stalemate again.
After a long time, the monk finally said, "Saving one life is better than building a seven-level pagoda. Put down the butcher knife and become a Buddha immediately. The poor monk saved one person, killed three, and finally has a four-level pagoda."
There was a weird smile on his face, like an evil Buddha.
Next to the monk was the Taoist priest and the fat man in silk, and opposite him was the middle-aged man in linen.
Needless to say, the people he wants to kill can only be Taoist priests, Fatty, and himself...
The man in linen clothes was immediately overjoyed. He clasped his hands and said, "Thank you, Master. If I get out alive, I will definitely give you a golden body again so that you can enjoy the incense day and night and achieve enlightenment as soon as possible."
The man's previous calmness had disappeared at this time, and what was left was full of expectation and hope.
"Very good, since you are so thoughtful, the poor monk will go." The monk said.
