Chapter 1039 Mingmei, you actually let me take the blame!~
At early eleven o'clock in the evening, inside the villa of Shu Yunwen's family.
In his bedroom, Shu Yunwen sat cross-legged on the bed, with his eyes closed, holding a mask in each hand. Both masks were filled with Yin Qi and surrounded by ghost Qi. However, the mask on the left hand was rich, while the mask on the right hand was thin.
The breath transformed into a dragon in Shu Yunwen's hand, scaling strangely.
Suddenly, Shu Yunwen's hand movement quickened, and he gently made a pull-away movement. Then he saw all the Yin Qi and Ghost Qi in the mask on his right hand being pulled out of the mask, and then attached to the mask on his left hand.
In the surging Yin Qi and ghost Qi, a huge mask with an evil smile appeared out of thin air in the bedroom. It seemed to be howling continuously, and then shrank little by little. All the Yin Qi and ghost Qi began to think...
The mask is shrinking, and under the surge of Yin Qi and ghost Qi, the mask becomes like a living creature, constantly twisting and deforming.
After about five or six minutes, the yin and ghost energy stirring in the air returned to the mask, and the mask stopped trembling.
Shu Yunwen opened his eyes slightly, picked up the mask in his left hand, looked up and down, a smile appeared on his face, and whispered:
"...Sure enough, although the level of this mask is still only the peak intermediate level, its quality has obviously improved! Since I got the mask, I have been able to condense two to three masks every day, and now there are less than twenty masks left.
!According to the current progress, these twenty masks are all condensed. After fusion, the quality of this mask is enough to reach a high-level witchcraft!"
"...Twenty masks, calculated as two per day, only lasts ten days! When the high-level magic weapon is obtained, I don't know what functions it will have..."
Shu Yunwen's mind was spinning, and he used his magic power again to sense his body, and the joy on his face became even stronger——
As a ghost wizard, the most obvious way to improve the realm of witchcraft and there is no bottleneck is the fresh new soul. The more sinful and evil the soul is, the more pure the witchcraft will be.
In his previous life, the soul quality that Shu Yunwen absorbed was almost zero, so there were a lot of impurities in his witchcraft. Even if he looked like a fifty-year-old at twenty, he was still stuck at the intermediate level and could never become a high-level one.
After being reborn in Japan in this life, Shu Yunwen met Conan, the god of death. He followed the god of death every day to pick up souls, absorbing the souls of new ghosts.
Now, Shu Yunwen has felt that his strength has reached the intermediate threshold. It is estimated that by absorbing three or five new ghosts, he can break through to an intermediate wizard, and it will be the kind of perfect breakthrough without bottlenecks...
This is all thanks to Conan!
Without Conan, how could he have achieved what he has achieved now?
Shu Yunwen was thanking a certain god of death in his heart, when he suddenly heard the sound of "caracara" coming from the mask in his hand.
Shu Yunwen was slightly startled. He lowered his head and looked at the mask in his hand. He saw that some cracks appeared out of thin air on the mask, and streams of yin and ghost energy seemed to be pouring out from the cracks.
Shu Yunwen frowned slightly when he saw this, and quickly used his magic power to stabilize the Yin Qi and Ghost Qi in the mask, and the cracks on the mask gradually disappeared:
"...The material of this mask seems to have reached its endurance limit. If it continues to be condensed and fused, the mask will definitely not be able to withstand it, and it will most likely break... But it doesn't matter, as long as the Yin Qi in the mask,
The ghost energy is condensed and formed, and the 'carrier' can be completely abandoned, made into a soul witchcraft, and directly absorbed into the soul..."
"...It's a pity. This is the inherited witchcraft of the Pusi Qinglan family. Otherwise, we could have tried to make it into a horcrux directly..."
When Shu Yunwen thought about this, he felt a little depressed——
In other words, the ghost wizard's divine soul witchcraft can only be absorbed into the soul and does not require a carrier, so it is easy to carry; while the natal soul weapon can not only be absorbed into the soul, but also solidify the abilities in a witchcraft, and does not require witchcraft power to be used when casting it.
Consumes soul power. Before the soul reaches its endurance limit, it can be continuously released...
While Shu Yunwen was thinking wildly, Miyano Akemi floated over from the side, gestured with her hands in front of Shu Yunwen and said:
"...Sir Yunwen, Zhibao hasn't come back yet. Can you accompany me to the office to pick her up?"
"Huh? She hasn't come back yet?" Shu Yunwen was stunned for a moment and couldn't help complaining, "...What's going on with Huiyuan this week? She's been staying up late every day since Monday. Today is Thursday, and she still plans to stay up?
The little Loli continues to practice immortality, does she want to go to heaven?"
Miyano Akemi nodded, and then gestured with worry: "... From what she said, it seems that the experiment has made significant progress. However, even so, she is too shameless. She has to go to school during the day, how can she do it every day?
Stay up late, so no matter what I say tonight, I will take her home and let her have a good sleep..."
After listening to Mingmei's words, Shu Yunwen got up from the bed and stretched, then smiled and joked: "Don't worry, we will help you bring Haiyuan back tonight! If she dares to resist, we will use anesthetic to numb her!"
~"
"Is it really possible?" Mingmei's eyes lit up and she gestured, "...Then I'll leave it to you, Lord Yunwen!"
Damn it? Sister Mingmei, are you serious?
Shu Yunwen muttered in his heart, and then curled his lips and said: "Mingmei, I'm just kidding! You really need anesthetic, why don't you just do it yourself!~"
"How is that possible!" Mingmei objected very seriously, "Shiho will hate it if I do that! Hmm... How about I fuck up Shiho and say you did it?"
When Shu Yunwen saw this, the corner of his mouth twitched twice, and he refused with a black line on his forehead:
"No! Don't even think about it!"
Damn it! Mingmei, who did you learn this from? It’s so bad! You actually asked me to take the blame!
You're afraid of being disliked by Loli Ai, aren't we?
What if we really flipped over that cruel loli, and then she flipped us over and put it on the experimental table?
…
It's around 11:30 p.m.
Outside Haihara Ai's biological research laboratory, a taxi stopped at the door.
Shu Yunwen took Mingmei and Chengshi out of the car and walked directly into the experimental room where Loli Ai was. Then he saw Loli Ai standing in front of the experimental table with messy hair, holding a hand in her hand.
A notebook, eyes fixed on a series of data displayed on the screen next to it.
Shu Yunwen glanced around twice, walked quickly to the experimental table, glanced at a young white mouse that was locked on the experimental table, then stretched out his hand and waved it in front of Loli Ai's eyes, and said:
"Hey Huiyuan, you haven't slept well in the past few days? Look, you have dark circles under your eyes!"
Haiyuan was stunned for a moment, slapped Shu Yunwen's hand dissatisfied, then continued to stare at the screen and said: "Don't disturb me, now is the critical time!"
"The critical moment? What critical moment?"
Shu Yunwen was confused, and Huihara Ai made a silent gesture again. After a few seconds, some data on the screen changed again. Loli Ai suddenly lowered his head and looked at the young white mouse and said: "...It's about to happen.
here we go!"
"Start? What to start..."
Before Shu Yunwen finished speaking, he saw the larval white mice placed on the experimental table suddenly expanded...
