Heavy Armored Violent Thief

Pearson screamed for a full minute while bleeding. When his face became pale as snow due to excessive blood loss, Pearson gritted his teeth and stopped howling. Supporting his body on his arms, he stared at Wu Song and squeezed out three words between his teeth, "Why?"

"What why?" Wu Song stood more than one meter away from Pearson, his face still expressionless, and there was no sympathy or pity in his cold eyes, as if Pearson who was struggling and screaming in front of him was not Humans, but like a mutant beast.

"Why are you fine even though you have been poisoned by a powerful muscle atrophy poison? Why are you a thief but you can easily break the vines!" Due to excessive blood loss, Wu Song's eyes had begun to blur, but he still gritted his teeth and persisted. Compared with a minute ago, the fear of death in his heart has faded a lot, but after death, Pivenson wanted to be a ghost.

"Didn't you say that everyone should have their own secrets?" Wu Song looked at Pearson with a look that deserved to be beaten.

"But I answered your question just now!" Pearson's face became paler and paler.

"But I don't want to answer your question." Wu Song curled his lips, looked at Pearson and said with a grin, "I'm not as kind as you, and I have to talk so much nonsense when dealing with a dying enemy, so you are destined to be a Stupid."

"Really!" Pearson laughed, and a big mouthful of blood sprayed out from the end. He looked at Wu Song and said, "My heart is not cruel enough, but I really want to know how you broke free from the confinement. Let's make a deal, you answer my question, I will tell you something that you are sure to be interested in, how..."

Pierson couldn't continue speaking halfway through, a long dagger went straight into his chest, Pierson's eyes were dark, and Wu Song's dull voice came from his ear.

"I'm not interested in making a deal with you, but I'll find out what you said interested me."

"What is he looking for?" This was Pearson's last thought before closing his eyes. . .

"You think you can do nothing if you don't tell me? Cut! Don't even look at what I did back then. Let me tell you, there are no secrets at all with me!" Wu Song snorted and tapped his toes After a moment, he turned Pearson's body upside down, and then took out a piece of yellow paper from his backpack. The man spread the yellow paper on Pearson's chest, bit his fingertips, and sprayed blood on the A strange pattern was drawn on the yellow paper, and then he spit and stuck the yellow paper on Pearson's forehead.

In the global village, besides being a professional player, Wu Song also works part-time as an onmyoji.

The so-called onmyoji is actually also called a fortuneteller or an illusionist. This ancient science originated in China. Onmyoji not only know how to observe the stars, but also measure the direction of people and faces, know disasters, draw symbols, recite spells, and perform illusions.People also know the reasons for invisible forces, such as fate, souls, and ghosts, and have the ability to control these things.

Communicating with souls is one of the abilities of an onmyoji. Wu Song is born with the ability to communicate with souls. His parents died when he was young, and his family was poor. Later, by chance, he was accepted as a closed disciple by Wang Daoru, a master of onmyoji in the area, and was brought Shangguan Yunshan became an onmyoji.

Wu Song is very talented in yin and yang studies, but this guy is ignorant by nature, and he is not interested in boring things like practicing kung fu. On the contrary, he is full of longing for the world at the foot of the mountain. After Master Wang Daoru passed away, this guy took him With the part of the inheritance left to him by Master Wang Daoru, he went down the mountain and became a famous professional player.

Soul-calling is a relatively simple spell in Yin-Yang. Although Wu Song only learned some superficial aspects of Yin-Yang when he was in Guanyun Mountain, he knew the low-level spell of Soul-calling very well. When he was on the mountain, Master Wang Daoru was strict with Wu Song and rarely gave him pocket money. Wu Song couldn't be more familiar with the process.

He first pasted the painted soul-calling talisman on Pierson's head, and then drew a large spirit-gathering formation around Pierson's corpse. When everything was ready, Wu Song walked to the front of the corpse and faced Pierson's head. The soul-calling talisman on it, mumbling words in his mouth.

In fact, the process of summoning the soul is very simple. First, the spirit gathering array around the corpse will suck Pearson's soul that has drifted out of the body back into the body again, and then Wu Song uses the Soul Calling Talisman to forcibly control the unstable soul, and then Just ask him what he wants to know.

After Wu Song finished reciting the incantation, the soul-calling talisman on Pierson's head began to shake non-stop, and then Pierson's body began to shake like a cramp, and the shaking became bigger and bigger, and finally he didn't rely on any external force. Stand up from the ground.

"It's fun!" Seeing the corpse sitting up, Wu Song heaved a sigh of relief. He bit the tip of his tongue and sprayed a mouthful of blood on Pearson's head. The corpse trembled from Wu Song's mouthful of blood. , Then he opened his mouth wide and let out a clucking sound like an old hen.

Pearson's corpse clucked for almost 20 seconds. When he closed his mouth, his closed eyes suddenly opened, but the strange thing was that this guy's eyes were completely white, and he couldn't even look at him. No black eyeballs.

"Phew...it's done!" Seeing Pearson rolling his eyes and cramping again, Wu Song heaved a sigh of relief.Wu Song has done this kind of thing in the global village for no less than 890 times, but it is the first time he has used the soul-calling technique to summon souls when he came to this world. Wu Song's body was completely in a state of being successfully summoned, and Wu Song was sure that his few milliliters of blood hadn't flowed in vain.The man swallowed his saliva and moistened his throat, then said to Pearson's body with a strange emphasis, "Humble soul! From now on I am the master and you are the servant, and you will answer whatever I ask you, do you hear that?" !"

"Yes!" The corpse opened its mouth when it heard Wu Song's words, and let out a hoarse, out-of-pitch answer from its throat.

"Very good!" Wu Song nodded in satisfaction. In the world of souls, there is no equality but obedience.He spit out a mouthful of fishy saliva and asked, "Now tell me who you are..."

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