Chapter 219 Ghost Eyes and Parchment
At nine o'clock the next morning, Feng Quan came to the hotel where Wang Xiaoming was staying, ready to express his gratitude and try to get closer to Wang Xiaoming.

After yesterday's test, he has fully felt the improvement in his ability to control evil spirits.

And it was completely different from the previous way of controlling evil spirits. This time, Professor Wang made the evil spirits in his body combine organically, and the three evil spirits would never again be a drag.

In the past, when he was controlling two evil spirits, in order to maintain balance, Feng Quan was unable to fully unleash the true power of the evil spirits.

So there is a situation where the evil ghost is originally very strong, but after being controlled, it seems to be weakened. This is because the ghost controller is unable to bring out the original ability of the evil ghost.

"If the power of evil spirits is quantified, I could only exert 50% of their power before, and that was without considering the balance of evil spirits and mobilizing their maximum power."

"Normally I don't dare to use the power of evil spirits like this, but now I can use it casually to 80% of its power, and with the addition of the power of other evil spirits, it is no less powerful than the evil spirit itself at 100%."

Although a whole night had passed, Feng Quan still couldn't calm down. This was because his strength had increased too much this time, far exceeding the normal improvement from controlling a fierce ghost.

Arriving at the hotel lobby, Feng Quan started to make phone calls, but to his disappointment Professor Wang was not in the hotel. Only Zhou Tong stayed in the hotel to rest.

"What are you doing here? Is there something wrong with controlling the evil spirit?"

In the lounge area next to the lobby on the first floor of the hotel, the two of them sat on their own sides, Zhou Tong joked.

"Of course not, I'm here specifically to thank the professor." Feng Quan shook his head.

"Haha," Zhou Tong said with a smile, "Didn't I already thank you yesterday? Do you think I have to thank you twice for the same thing?"

Feng Quan wanted to roll his eyes when he heard this. Zhou Tong clearly knew what he was here for...but now he was playing dumb. So he avoided answering and said:
"Didn't the professor always let you follow him when he went out? Why did he leave you in the hotel this time?"

"Uh!" Zhou Tong was choked. "The professor naturally has his own considerations for doing this. Why are you asking so many questions?"

Zhou Tong and Feng Quan started bickering, and at this time Wang Xiaoming came to No. 7 Middle School, which is where the protagonist Yang Jian in the original novel went to school.

In front of the security guard, Wang Xiaoming walked into the school step by step. On the way, he met several teachers holding books, but without exception, none of these people could find Wang Xiaoming.

This was naturally due to the effect of the ghost domain. When approaching No. 7 Middle School, Wang Xiaoming activated the magic potion version of the ghost domain.

Compared with the abilities of other evil spirits, the ghost domain is much simpler for Wang Xiaoming. This is not because the ghost domain is not complicated, but because when he was at Sequence Seven, he had already gained knowledge of the basic structure of the ghost domain.

This knowledge laid the foundation for Wang Xiaoming's subsequent research on the ghost realm, allowing him to soar into the sky like a rocket on the road to studying the ghost realm.

Up to now, the ghost domain created by Wang Xiaoming using his spiritual power can cover an area of ​​200 meters in radius, and its spiritual strength is roughly equivalent to Yang Jian’s four-level ghost domain in the original work.

Using it to confuse ordinary humans can only be said to be a waste of talent.

Walking on the campus, Wang Xiaoming recalled his time in school. No matter in his past life or this life, school was the best time in his heart.

Along the way, Wang Xiaoming didn't meet many people, except for a few teachers and some uncles who were responsible for cleaning.

But think about it, it's only the beginning of August, it's summer vacation, so it's normal that there are few people in school.

At present, it is estimated that only the classes that have just entered the third year of high school will have classes during this time period.

When he arrived at the teaching building, Wang Xiaoming scanned the ghost area and found his target. A student who was dozing off in class was none other than the future protagonist Yang Jian.

There was an indelible trace of tiredness on his pretty face, it seemed that he had stayed up late the previous night.

Swish!
A piece of chalk hit Yang Jian's forehead accurately as if it was equipped with a navigation system, waking him up immediately. He subconsciously looked up at the podium and instantly no longer felt sleepy.

On the podium, the teacher who had just thrown the chalk was staring at Yang Jian seriously, making Yang Jian feel uneasy.

Fortunately, the teacher didn't say much. He just looked at Yang Jian seriously, then turned around and started writing on the blackboard.

Only then did Yang Jian breathe a sigh of relief!

Then Yang Jian felt his arm being touched. He turned his head and saw his deskmate Zhang Wei winking at him.

Yang Jian shook his head and didn't want to pay attention. He stayed up late yesterday playing with his phone and his energy had been drained. Now he didn't feel like moving at all.

"It's all the school's fault. We just entered our third year of high school, and our summer vacation was shortened by a month. It was put in the last semester, and now I'm still at home watching TV with the air conditioner on!"

Yang Jian was thinking about this and was about to fall asleep again.

Outside the classroom, Wang Xiaoming looked at Yang Jian, who was discovered by the teacher again and then punished to stand at the back of the classroom to listen to the class. A smile appeared on his lips. This is youth!

"It's time to go to the next place!"

Wang Xiaoming turned around and left. He had just walked around the entire school and did not find any suspicious items. The reason why No. 7 Middle School was special was probably because of Yang Jian.

As he took a step forward, the surrounding scene suddenly changed. Wang Xiaoming was already outside the school. Then after a few short teleportations, he appeared in front of a temple with red walls and gray tiles.

It was the Hongfa Temple where the Lord of the Ghost Eye was imprisoned in the original novel. It was here that Yang Jian obtained the Ghost Eye, thus starting his legendary journey.

Covered by the ghost area, Wang Xiaoming immediately found a special space, and then teleported to a house.

I saw that the door of the room was shabby, with a few rusty copper locks hanging on it. No one had been here for a long time. Through the gaps in the shabby door and windows, I could see that there was nothing in the room, it was empty.

But Wang Xiaoming can feel that there is a special space that depends on the existence of this house in the real world.

"This space should have been formed by the power of the Ghost Eye Lord. Later, Yang Jian took away the coffin nails and let the Ghost Eye Lord go, and this space collapsed and disappeared."

Wang Xiaoming stood outside the room and did not go in. Instead, he took off his black-framed glasses and used the Secret Eyes to look at the room in front of him.

The Lord of the Ghost Eye is too dangerous, Wang Xiaoming doesn't want to take the risk, and the coffin nails inside don't have much appeal to him. The reason he came here is just because of curiosity.

It would be best if he could gain something, but he won’t be disappointed if he doesn’t.

When the Eye of Prying Eyes was opened, the world in front of him instantly became different. The original real world gradually became transparent and disappeared, and a dark space came into view. In the middle of the space, a huge tree made of bones stood tall.

There were all kinds of filthy things hanging on it, which made Wang Xiaoming frown. This reminded him of some mysterious knowledge about sacrifice, which was very cruel and bloody, and full of barbaric atmosphere. The big bone tree in front of him looked very much like a place of sacrifice.

At the trunk of the tree was the evil spirit that Wang Xiaoming feared the most - the Ghost Eye Master. The Ghost Eye Master was nearly four meters long and in human form, but its body structure was like a black colloid that did not absorb light. Even when the spiritual vision was turned on, the extraordinary light it emitted was black, which reminded Wang Xiaoming of a movie he had seen before, in which there was a creature called Venom that looked like this.

At this moment, the other party was hanging upside down on the tree trunk, with his chest nailed to the tree by a coffin nail. He was motionless, as if he was completely frozen.

But Wang Xiaoming knew that the Lord of Ghost Eyes in front of him not only did not freeze, but was also constantly fighting against the coffin nails stuck in his chest, trying to escape from this cage.

The blood that kept dripping from the wound was the proof that the Lord of the Ghost Eye wanted to force the coffin nails out of his body. Wang Xiaoming saw all of this clearly with the Secret Eye.

Moving his eyes downward, Wang Xiaoming saw the place that interested him the most. Between the eyebrows of the Lord of the Ghost Eye, there was an eye emitting red light. It was like a pilot light in the dark night and was particularly dazzling.

This is the first evil ghost controlled by Yang Jian - Ghost Eye, and it is also one of the most powerful evil ghosts in the world. At the end of the original novel, Yang Jian can even open the nine-level ghost domain and directly pull people on the timeline for infinite stacking.

The moment Wang Xiaoming looked at the ghost eye, the originally dead ghost eye actually turned, and then a hazy red light lit up.

"Um?!"

A look of surprise appeared on Wang Xiaoming's face. Just when the ghost eye turned, a layer of red light covered the originally clearly visible space, blocking Wang Xiaoming's sight.

"Strange... Does the Ghost Eye have the ability to block vision? Or is this the ability of the Ghost Eye's master?"

Wang Xiaoming put on black-framed glasses, closed the Eye of Secrets, and turned around and left.

He had seen what he was supposed to see, and there was nothing left to be nostalgic about.

"The next step is to..."

Wang Xiaoming took a step forward and came to the center of the busy street. Cars were speeding through him. At this moment, Wang Xiaoming was like a ghost without mass, unaffected by physical attacks.

"It should be this direction." Wang Xiaoming looked at the road signs on both sides, confirmed his current location, and then took another step and disappeared on the spot.

After a while, he arrived at a residential area, then walked to a building in the community and teleported into the house.

This is Fang Jing's home, and also the place where the parchment first appears in the original novel.

Parchment can be said to be the most famous evil spirit in the original novel. The reason why Wang Xiaoming read this book in his previous life was because of a sentence in its introduction: My name is Yang Jian, and when you see this sentence, I will be dead...

Whoever holds the parchment will have that person's identity displayed on the paper to show what will happen in the future. However, evil spirits are not so kind, so the parchment will always conceal some important information.

In the original novel, Yang Jian overcame many difficulties by battling wits and courage with Parchment.

"found it!"

Through the ghost realm, Wang Xiaoming directly determined the location of the parchment. With a smile on his face, he walked into the study, took out a thick old book from the bookshelf, and then took out a piece of light yellow parchment from the hard cover of the old book.

"This is the parchment. It can predict the future of evil spirits. Compared to the Lord of the Ghost Eye, this ghost is not as threatening to me."

The most powerful ability of Parchment is its near omniscience, but compared to its predictive ability, Parchment's combat capability is much weaker.

The moment Wang Xiaoming got the parchment in his hand, the parchment, as a ghost, began to revive, and words began to appear on it -

'My name is XXX. When you see this sentence, I am already dead. Now...'

As soon as a line of text appeared, it started to get stuck and Wang Xiaoming's name could not be displayed at all. After that, the prediction of future events could not be carried out. There was only a series of ellipsis marks that kept turning.

It was probably the first time that the parchment encountered such a situation. The whole thing was stunned for a long while, and then new changes occurred. The text that had just appeared disappeared, and the parchment returned to a clean piece of leather, as if nothing had happened just now.

Seeing the parchment's embarrassment, Wang Xiaoming thought for a moment, then threw the parchment into the wilderness of knowledge, took a step forward, and left here.

In fact, before coming here, Wang Xiaoming had anticipated this kind of scenario, because when he was at the headquarters, Mr. Qin came to him specifically because he could not predict the future.

Parchment's current performance only proves once again that he is an unpredictable existence.

As for why, Wang Xiaoming had already guessed.

"It must be because of the Wilds of Knowledge. With the blessing of the Wilds of Knowledge, it is almost impossible for the people and ghosts in this world to predict my future."

Coming to the busy street again, Wang Xiaoming cleared his mind and began to head to the remaining places. As for the parchment, he would study it after he finished his current business.

When Wang Xiaoming returned to the hotel, it was already noon.

"Professor, you're back!" As soon as I entered the hotel lobby, Zhou Tong, who was waiting on the side, came to greet me.

Feng Quan, who was following Zhou Tong, also came over and said respectfully, "Professor!"

Wang Xiaoming turned on his spiritual vision and looked Feng Quan up and down, but found no problem, so he asked, "Did you ask me to come here because there is a problem controlling the evil spirit?"

Feng Quan quickly shook his head, explained his purpose one by one, and took out the three-legged ghost that was imprisoned yesterday: "I heard that the professor likes to collect ghosts. This is the ghost I imprisoned yesterday..."

Feng Quan told him everything he knew about the three-legged ghost, including his conjectures about the rules of killing.

This aroused Wang Xiaoming's interest, who originally wanted to refuse. He asked Zhou Tong to accept the golden bag containing the evil spirit, and then said:

"I accepted the Li Gui, but I purchased it on behalf of the headquarters. The corresponding contribution points will be sent to your account later."

Seeing that Feng Quan wanted to say something else, Wang Xiaoming stretched out his hand to stop him and said, "I understand your thoughts and I have received your kindness. As long as you protect this city well in the future, I will think of the benefits for you."

Feng Quan was extremely excited, and quickly stated that he would be a good person in charge of Dachang City and would not allow any supernatural events to harm Dachang City.

Wang Xiaoming nodded in approval, encouraged Feng Quan a few words, and then said:
"Okay, I still need to research some things, so don't disturb me unless it's important!"

Feeling the parchment moving constantly in the wilderness of knowledge, Wang Xiaoming's interest grew greatly.

What wisdom this parchment holds!

(End of this chapter)