Goldfinger Auction

Coming to the hall outside, Sun Suo found that the light in his father's study was still on from the perspective of the avatar on the phone screen.

It's half past three in the morning. Has father slept? What are you doing in the study room?

Sun Suo manipulated the avatar to pass through the door of the study and entered his father's study.

Seeing the scene in front of him, Sun Suo couldn't help but turn pale in shock.

Father Sun Dejian and mother Zhou Xiaoli in pajamas were in the study, chatting quietly.

"It's so late, I'll talk about it tomorrow, go to bed." Zhou Xiaoli persuaded Sun Dejian.

"I can't sleep, my chest is tight, and I feel like I can't get out of breath. It's gotten worse in recent days." Sun Dejian was pale and coughed in a low voice.

"What did the doctor say during the day?" Zhou Xiaoli asked.

"Same as before, I did a comprehensive examination. All the physical indicators were not very good. The doctor couldn't say why, but I just told me not to overwork and rest more." Sun Dejian shook his head and coughed again.

"Alas, it's all my fault. I didn't give you a healthy child, and I made you worry about them every day, and the company was wasted..." Zhou Xiaoli sighed.

"Xiao Suo is actually quite self-motivated and self-disciplined. If it weren't for Xiao Ni... Alas, Xiao Suo is too pitiful..." Sun Dejian continued to cough.

"Yeah! Why does God torture us Xiao Suo like this? Sometimes I really want to let the doctor do it..." Zhou Xiaoli wept.

"How about that?" Sun Dejian hurriedly stopped Zhou Xiaoli from continuing.

"Listen to me... I always have a feeling, I think, Xiao Ni is not our child, but a curse... Do you remember? Back then..." Zhou Xiaoli insisted on going on.

"Stop talking! Go back to your room and go to sleep! Don't accompany me." Sun Dejian waved to Zhou Xiaoli.

"I can't sleep either..."

Sun Suo was shocked not because he heard the conversation of his parents, but because...

From the perspective of the character on the phone screen, it can be clearly seen that there is a ferocious little devil, who is clinging to his father's back at this time, and his two ghost claws are tightly choking his father's neck!

This kind of little devil Sun Suo has seen in the drawings of extracurricular textbooks, and it is a very typical cursed ghost.

This is being cursed by someone secretly!

The weakest kind, but if it is attached to people for a long time, people will get sick, weak, and then slowly die.

When Sun Suo's virtual clone entered the study and saw the cursed ghost, the cursed ghost also saw Sun Suo's clone.

After discovering that Sun Suo's clone could see himself, the cursed ghost made a hissing sound that only Sun Suo's clone could hear. It temporarily released Sun Dejian, his father, and rushed towards Sun Suo's clone with his ghost claws.

The cursed ghost left the body, and Sun Dejian, who was talking with his wife Zhou Xiaoli, coughed a few times, and suddenly felt that his body was much more relaxed at this moment.

He couldn't help being a little stunned.

Although Sun Suo had also practiced preliminary martial arts and soul art with other students at school, but because of the drag of his younger brother Sun Ni, at this time, both the basic courses of martial arts and the basic courses of soul art were all in a state of inexperience. , there is no combat power at all.

So there is no suspense in this battle.

When the two came into contact, Sun Suo was instantly killed by the cursed ghost.

The screen of the phone turned black, and three words in blood appeared: "You are dead!"

"Fuck!" Sun Suo cursed.

In the study, the cursed ghost jumped back on Sun Dejian's back and grabbed Sun Dejian's throat with the ghost's claws.

In the study, Sun Dejian's violent coughing sound came again.

"Want to revive the character? To revive the character, you need to pull out another hair and plug it into the headphone jack."

Several lines of prompts popped up on the phone screen.

"Is this okay?"

Just now, Sun Suo was still worried that the avatar in the phone was hung up, whether it would disappear. Now it seems that he is overly worried, but he just lost a hair.

Just like the grand monkey in myths and legends, how many monkey hairs can make as many monkeys!

So Sun Suo followed the prompt, pulled out another hair and stuffed it into the headphone jack of the phone.

"Resurrection in place or resurrection at birth point?"

Another line of prompts appeared on the phone screen.

"Resurrection at the birth point." Sun Suo made a choice.

If it was resurrected on the spot, it is estimated that it was killed by the cursed ghost, so I should think about the countermeasures in the bedroom first.

After choosing the birth point to resurrect, the character really came back to life and appeared in Sun Suo's bedroom again.

"My father doesn't know what **** was under the spell. No wonder his health has gotten worse and worse in recent years. If he doesn't solve it, he will soon become seriously ill or even die.

"According to the data, people who can cast this kind of magic spell are at least a spirit disciple with a level of strength of three or more levels. Those who can ask a third-level spirit disciple to cast a ghost spell will not be an ordinary force.

"The most urgent task is to find a way to kill this cursed ghost first, and then look for clues to find the black hand behind the scenes." Sun Suo thought to himself.

After doing some research on the Internet, Sun Suo found out that this level of cursed ghost behind Sun's father must have at least the second-level soul stabbing technique to effectively kill it.

Soul stabbing is a common course for the first year of the school, and every student who chooses the soul department is a compulsory soul skill.

Sun Suo also practiced when he was a freshman in high school, but unfortunately he hasn't entered yet.

The first year of high school is not divided into subjects, and the primary martial skills and soul skills must be learned and cultivated.

After reaching the second year of high school, a very small number of students who showed special talent in cultivating soul skills would be selected for key training in the soul class.

Most of the other students who were not talented in cultivating soul skills could only enter the martial arts class to practice body skills.

Sun Suo was one of those students who didn't show any talent in the soul system.

"I can't deal with a cursed ghost of this level at all, let alone the third stage ghost behind the cursed ghost! I wonder if the golden finger phone can help me?" Sun Suo frowned.

Sun Suo opened the panel of the virtual avatar and studied it carefully.

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"Strength: +7-.

"Physical strength: +6-.

"Agility: +5-.

"Internal force: +1-.

"Soul power: +1-.

"Soul Skill: Soul Piercing + LV0. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com

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"Do these plus and minus signs mean that these attribute points can be adjusted?" Sun Suo tried to tap the plus sign next to Soul Piercing with his finger.

"There are no extra free points." A prompt popped up on the screen.

Sun Suo clicked on the minus sign of strength.

This time, there is a free point in the upper right corner of the screen.

Sun Suo clicked the plus sign next to Soul Piercing again.

"It takes 4 free points to upgrade the soul piercing technique to LV1." Another line of prompts popped up on the screen.

Sun Suo clicked the minus sign next to the strength again, reducing the strength to 3 points, and the freedom points to 4 points.

This time, I clicked the plus sign next to the soul stabbing technique again, and there was a reaction.

"Free points cannot be returned after being added to exercises and skills, do you want to add points to improve?" A line of prompts popped up on the screen.

Sun Suo hesitated for a moment and chose to confirm.

At the moment when the choice was confirmed, Sun Suo thought, "Om! ' With a bang, the whole person had a splitting headache, and his body trembled violently as if he had suffered a high-voltage electric shock.

After lying on the bed for more than half a minute, Sun Suo recovered a little.

The mouth and nose are full of salty, smelly liquid.

Reached out and touched it, it was black blood.

Sun Suo tried to sit up from the bed, but she had no strength at all, and her whole body was in pain.

Leaning against the wall beside the bed, Sun Suo finally sat up.

"This is... the consequence of forcibly raising your strength?" Sun Suo reached out and grabbed the tissue by the pillow to wipe the black blood from the corner of his mouth, then took out his phone and looked at it.

"Congratulations! Soul stabbing has been promoted to the first floor!" A prompt popped up on the screen.