Shocking! The Metaphysics Big Shot's Mind Is Read

[Metaphysics + Ghost Hunting + Fortune Telling + Mind Reading + Lighthearted]

Graduating with a law degree, Xia Wange, an heir to a metaphysical lineage, saw a wheelchair emitting purple qi a...

Chapter 305 No One Inside

Chapter 305 No One Inside

After waiting for a while, Xia Wange controlled the paper man to look at the surveillance camera on the door, then turned around, left the door and walked aside.

Xia Wange covered the microphone in his hand and said to Lu Qiu, "There's no one inside."

Lu Qiu raised his eyebrows, looked at her, and was silent for a moment, "Still not staring at her?"

Shrugging his shoulders, Xia Wange expressed his acceptance. "Anyway, the Yin Temple will definitely be destroyed that day. Once this side is destroyed, we will be able to find it. I chose to use lightning to strike him, which has turned the passive situation into the active one. As you can see, there are many spies over there, but I am sure that I can leave without anyone noticing. This Bai Laodeng must have the same ability. After all, he has lived for so long, and he must have some skills."

"Then you..." Lu Qiu said.

"Now that I'm here, I'll go in and take a look." Xia Wange controlled the paper figurine to walk to the wall and looked up. "There's no one inside. It just means there's no one alive inside."

After saying that, the paper man floated lightly and flipped over the extremely high wall. However, just as his feet touched the ground, Lu Qiu discovered that Xia Wange next to him suddenly stopped.

He quickly looked at the projection and observed from Xia Wange's perspective.

The ankles of the paper man were tied with several red lines, and at the end of the red lines were five pitch-black pottery jars placed in several directions. The jars were weighed down with talisman papers and stones, which looked extremely evil.

"You ignorant boy! I finally got you here. You've caused the lightning to strike me, and I'm your mortal enemy! Let me see what you can do!"

Hoarse and dry voices came from all directions.

This trick is the same as the one used by the manor host at the beginning when we went to play the ghost game...

Lu Qiu frowned and said, "An all-round loop speaker?"

Xia Wange turned to look at him, her eyes full of affirmation.

The look in his eyes clearly said, Wow, that’s good, you finally know how to look at things from a scientific perspective.

Xia Wange's eyes were affirmative of Lu Qiu, but she responded to Bai Laodeng's words with contempt, "Old man, you can't do anything to me with just these little things. If you know what's good for you, you'd better be quiet and find a place to die. Don't let me really find you."

"It all depends on whether you can survive this time!" As the hoarse and rough voice fell, strange scriptures sounded from all directions.

The sound of the scriptures was mixed with some sharp and strange screams.

The moment the scripture came out, Xia Wange, who was facing the impact, staggered a step. Even Lu Qiu felt dizzy. But just when he shook his head and looked at Xia Wange worriedly, he saw that she had turned off the sound.

In an instant, the world returned to silence and their minds became clear.

Lu Qiu: “…”

"Black magician, sorcerer, ghost mantong...the longer you live, the different you are. You know a little bit about everything." Xia Wange looked down at the red string wrapped around the paper man and murmured, "The little ghost's eating technique...sound magic."

Before Lu Qiu could say anything, he saw on the projection screen coming from the front line that things were slowly crawling out of the five jars connected by red lines. They looked like meat but not meat, and a bit like souls. In short, they were all blue and purple.

They began to slowly crawl along the red line towards Xia Wange's paper figurine. After staring at them for a few seconds, Lu Qiu realized something was wrong. This was...

"The head, hands, and legs of a vicious baby are all separated and placed in five jars. When they are urged, they will slowly crawl out to find their own bodies, and the thing in the middle tied with a red string will be mistaken for its body..."

"Sound control is a type of black magic that uses sound to control people's behavior by using scriptures and ups and downs of voice to control people's willpower."

Listening to Xia Wange's extremely cold voice, Lu Qiu said thankfully: "Fortunately you went there to control the paper man..."

"It's okay if I go by myself." Xia Wange squatted down in front of Lu Qiu, fiddling with his hands in the air. In the picture transmitted back, the paper-making figure's hands quickly nailed a few copper nails on the ground and then wrapped the red thread around it in a regular pattern.

"I have a mute note, so the sound reduction won't be a problem for me."

"Sometimes I wonder if Master knew that I would have to face this person sooner or later, so almost everything I learned could restrain him."

As soon as he finished speaking, the paper man's hand moved away, and a torso made of red thread and copper nails appeared on the ground.

"Since you don't have a torso, I'll give you one." Xia Wange's hand smashed down lightly, but the paper man's hand acted like a hammer, nailing all the nails into the ground.

At this time, the red line on the paper man's ankle had disappeared. After it jumped away a few steps, it turned its wrist slightly and flicked a piece of talisman paper away.

In an instant, a strong wind blew up and dust flew. The slowly moving limbs suddenly stopped for a moment and then began to crawl madly towards the torso made of red lines. When they touched the torso, fire suddenly broke out and burned them all to ashes.

While the fire was starting, the paper-made man grabbed the flying talisman paper against the background of the Yin Fire, and swooped into the main hall, confronting a withered figure in a black robe on a large TV in the main hall...

Lu Qiu, who had just recovered from the shock of the red line turning into fire and burning the evil spirits, saw this scene on the projection screen. He couldn't help but ask, "Are you people who are engaged in metaphysics now so good at using science?"

Xia Wange's side has paper figurines, surveillance cameras, and radio playback equipment, while Bai Laodeng's side has all-round stereo speakers and a large TV with video capabilities...

Anyway, his technology company doesn't use so many such devices.

"Metaphysics has been very scientific since ancient times. Physiognomy is actually a kind of probability science, which can also be regarded as big data analysis. It records the lives of people with a certain characteristic, finds similarities, and eliminates differences. This is physiognomy."

As Xia Wange spoke, she walked around the main hall. After she had turned around and returned to the TV, she watched Bai Laoden, who was shrouded in a black robe and dancing with excitement. Only then did she react.

"Oh, I forgot to turn on the sound. Ugh, I thought he was stuck."

As soon as the sound was turned on, a hoarse shouting came.

"......You little brat! How dare you tease me? Making a paper figure! Making a paper figure! I am so angry!"

"Aren't you using surveillance too?" Xia Wange said calmly while looking at the camera on TV, "We are the same."

"You..." Bai Laodeng suddenly fell silent, and said firmly, "Your merits will shine on you, and you will prolong your life by your merits?"

Hearing this, Xia Wange fell silent instantly. She stared at the TV screen, trying to see the other person through the black robe.