Fantasy World Transmigration Chapter 106: Investigator Fanwai: Second Night (Part 1)

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Dinner time is nine o'clock in the evening. Because of the overthrow with the Caroline couple, Nick had to go to the kitchen to make a sandwich or two, and Chen Ang, one person each, sitting in the room. At the dining table, simply solve your own dinner.

The small dining table is not big. The two sit at the ends and put a mirror in the middle to take up all the space!

Nick took a deep bite of the sandwich and swallowed it with a bite of pickled cucumber.

"I don't ask why you have to put a mirror while we are eating." Nick vaguely bited the sandwich: "When do we go to watch the excitement?"

"Ah!" Chen Ang raised his head, his face somewhat blank.

Nick said silently: "It's the mirror you asked me to install, don't say you forgot. I can hide the mirror in various places they absolutely did not expect, and it will be late into the night soon. If the mirror is really There is something, then there is something downstairs that is fun to watch! "

After eating Chen Ang, wipe your hands on the napkin next to the table and say, "Do n’t worry ... In order to better understand the things in the mirror, we might as well play a few games first!"

Nick: "What game?"

"Not popular in the US, but in Asia, our mystic culture is very popular to communicate with the deceased ... Not the communication of the psychic on your side, the American side believes in professionals more, and in Asia, we We usually invite some friends to find out the secrets of ghosts and spirits ... In this regard, we are full of adventure spirit, commonly known as-to die! "

"This time we will play a game that is particularly popular in the East Asian cultural circle!" Chen Ang took out a piece of paper and a pen and placed it on the table.

"Pixian!"

"Pen Wizard?" Nick repeated the English translation of ‘pen fairy’, completely ignorant of the terrible spirit of the elves. In the European and American cultural circles, elves refer to naughty creatures like Peter Pan.

"Necromancer!" Chen Ang changed a translation.

"The rules are like this. Generally speaking, some cumbersome rituals need to be performed before the game, such as preparing tributes, calling the undead, and attaching to this pen, but because we need to call the undead this time For very active reasons, these rituals are unnecessary. "

"Now, we write two words on the paper, yes and no. After the divination releases, we will hold the pen together, and then ask the question, where does the pen tip move to, is the answer given by the Necromancer "Chen Ang wrote two words on the paper, then held the pen in one hand and placed the pen tip in the middle of the paper.

"Oh!" Chen Ang took a black cloth and covered his hand, said: "I temporarily improved the game. During the game, our hand holding the pen will be covered in a black cloth. Below. "

"The weird game of divination in East Asia!" muttered Nick.

But he still stretched out a hand and held the pen together with Chen Ang. The atmosphere was suddenly awkward. The two were silent for a moment. Nick said: "Have you ever considered this situation in your game? ? "

Chen Ang's face is a little weird: "This game is generally played by little girls in school. The creator of the game doesn't seem to consider the size of the black palm. You can just hold the pen with two fingers!"

Chen Ang After talking, change the index finger and **** to squeeze the lower end of the pen holder, Nick Hold the upper end with the thumb and index finger side, at this time a cold, slender hand suddenly touched, grabbed the middle end of the pen, Chen Ang with Nick Watching the end of the black cloth near the mirror start to bulge.

Like the person in the mirror put out a hand and inserted it.

"I think, now we can start divination!" Nick cleared his throat: "I want to know, does Holy Shield know where the fifth seal is?"

The voice just fell, and the pen didn't move like a mountain. The hand didn't seem to move the pen at all.

But after a while, the nib began to move slowly, and Nick felt a force pulling the nib to no position.

Nick suddenly took a heavy shot with his right hand, stood up, and furiously said: "You are moving the nib, I see that you are working hard! This divination game is a scam ..."

Chen Ang patted the table at the same time and stood up as well, shouting: "Because you need to ask a question it knows, idiot!"

Nick is annoyed: "What I need is an answer to a question that I do n’t know. If it ca n’t even answer this question, then it ’s a ghost divination. Why should I use it?"

"It's just a necromancer, don't ask it with such a question that the Supreme Master can't see the answer with the time gem! Why are you so awesome, why don't you ask the omniscient God?" Chen Ang said: " It only knows what is happening in this house, do n’t be embarrassed, OK? "

This is how Nick sat down and continued to cover the black cloth. He asked, "Are you a man killed by a wizard?"

As soon as this sentence fell off, the hand began to exert a little force, and it pulled the tip of the pen in one direction, but the Nick did not move the pen, and the force was on the hand. The barrel seemed to be rooted, and it was pulled and stopped. In the same place, the hand dragged twice and found that it could not be moved, so he began to pull the pen rod harder.

Now its strength is far beyond the ordinary man.

However, Nick has strength. The brute force transformed by an infinite formula can't hold two tons. He squeezed to death, letting the hand pull, the pen nibble.

Chen Ang ca n’t stand it anymore, he looked up at Nick and said: "Are you in a tug of war?"

"Respect me a little pen ... It ’s almost crying!"

The Nick just let go, and with that hand moved the tip of the pen to the position of yes, he sincerely replied: "I just want to test its power ... Although these undeads have no entity, their Powerful, equivalent to a well-trained boxer. And it is a heavyweight boxer ... the kind of big man! "

Chen Ang sighed helplessly. He took out a small box from the back and pulled out a battle armor part with an engine from the inside-the kind of Stark commonly used palm with a jet thruster in all directions Gloves with small compensation engines.

"The suit parts prepared for Miss Poz!" Chen Ang explained to Nick: "I just took it with me, ready to take the God Spear for inspection!"

Chen Ang put on mecha gloves, pinched the pen barrel, and made an invitation gesture to Nick: "Come on, continue!"

"Is the Caroline couple in this house the wizard who killed you?" Nick continued to ask.

This time under the threat of Chen Ang holding mech gloves, Nick did not pull the pen anymore, but he began to use the electric shock bracelet produced by S.H.I.E.L.D., using high voltage discharge, electric shock the hand, the electric current of the chirp in three hands The drawing of the pen barrel made a noise, and Ziz's dazzling electric current radiated from the tip of the pen-a Tesla electric circle responded.

Chen Ang had to use a hedge current to power Nick to twitch.

Looking at the pen staying in the yes position again, a scorched smell began to appear on her body, her hair erected against her scalp, and Nick who twitched from time to time climbed up from under the table and said, "It is not afraid of electricity! Probably no response to energy attacks. "

Another question: "Which two wizards are the black servants who once served the banker?"

Chen Ang wears love Edman alloy gloves and watched the high-energy laser pass through his hand. The shell of the Edman alloy vibrating gold alloy is sparking, and the black cloth has been cut by the laser. Hundred holes, Nick's five fingertips with a small laser generator, right hand holding sunglasses hanging on the bridge of the nose.

"It will not be hurt by lasers ... so why do they not come out during the day?"

Nick looks dignified.

If that kind of thing is invisible and intangible, it wo n’t be physically harmed (this has just been confirmed with a knife by Nick), it wo n’t be harmed by electric current, and it wo n’t be afraid of the laser, so most of the technological methods will not do it To the effect, and that thing has the power comparable to Hercules, can directly interfere with reality by physical means, and has a certain degree of wisdom. If there are some special means, then it will be a kind of enemy that is difficult to entangle.

"If scientifically ... yes, daytime only means the side of the earth that can receive sunlight, but from the perspective of occultism ... daytime is not that simple, it has some special meanings. "Chen Ang said.

"Three elements of occultism—sequence, symbol, ceremony."

"Some witchcraft and magic in the will, the conceptual symbol is very important, what they need is the metaphysical concept formed by the subjective on the material, is the product of human consciousness reflecting reality, is some informatics The elements of the above, some ... concepts! "

“Yes, they ca n’t come out during the day because most people are afraid of darkness, because when human genes spread, they remember some of the fear of nocturnal predators in the genes, and those who fear darkness live After they came down, the genes of fear and darkness they carried were passed down. "

"So, compared to the night, people think that the day is safe!"

"Light and fire can give them a sense of security."

"So I have the concept of security during the day, and human consciousness gives it the meaning of security, so when facing something, it can protect us!"

Nick said: "But there are many images of protection and security concepts. I just tried it with a cross. It does not fear the cross at all ..."

Chen Ang replied: "The" spirit "formed by different cultural concepts has different ways of coping, as the sentence says ... there is faith, there is no belief. There is no. Voodoo uses red brick powder to defend against enemy, The Catholic Church believes that salt can exorcise evil, Japan believes in the Tibetan King Bodhisattva, and China uses cinnabar to restrain ghosts. "

"Ghosts born from a culture can only be dealt with by the unique concept of this culture."

"Take foreign sacred objects to drive away evil in the country. Take the swords of foreigners and cut off officials of the dynasty. How can this be the case?"

"You want to know why the ghosts here ca n’t be expelled with Catholic relics, then ask how the wizards created these ghosts?"

Chen Ang turned around and asked Pen Xiandao: "Do you want revenge?"

The pen that no one took was erected on the paper. Under the control of an invisible force, the pen tip slowly moved to ‘yes’.

Chen Ang asked Nick to take a step first, grabbed the pen and came to the door of the room. He turned his back to the room, took the pen and threw it back, and was silent behind him.

Chen Ang smiled slightly and walked downstairs.

Nick was waiting for him in front, heard the footsteps of Chen Ang, and was held down by Chen Ang just when he wanted to turn back, Chen Ang whispered: "Do n’t look back! Go forward ... Go and see our two great wizards . Have to tell them ... their good friends came to see them! "