Mystery Makes Me Strong

After the two had some nonsense, Teacher Qin said seriously to Wen Rensheng: "Junior Brother, thank you this time, otherwise, I will be in big trouble."

"Okay, teacher, it's just a casual matter, don't be so serious." Wen Rensheng smiled.

"A matter of convenience? Yes, such a difficult problem is already a matter of convenience for you." Teacher Qin sighed.

Wen Rensheng looked at Lao Qin's disappointed expression, and felt that if he didn't tell him about Shen Hua for the time being, it would be better to wait a few days.

Afterwards, the two parted ways, and Wen Rensheng was going to go home to have a look.

He soared into the sky and rushed directly to the direction of home.

Teacher Qin looked up, with envy in his eyes.

He can also fly, but he must not be used for routine travel, only to save his life in a crisis.

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Because he wanted to penetrate the city, Wen Rensheng activated "mysterious stealth" in advance during the flight.

Master-level mysterious stealth, apart from being able to hide the figure, what special effects does it have?

Wen Rensheng said that he already knew.

When a passenger plane that had just taken off approached far away, he hadn't made any subjective movements, and his body automatically made evasive actions, just like ordinary people who touch a red-hot soldering iron, their brains have not yet reacted, and their fingers shrink first. went back.

"Avoid danger in advance", this is the special feedback given by the mysterious world after the mysterious stealth is upgraded to the master level.

Could it be that Ji Zhengyan can see that his mysterious stealth has not reached the master level.

Because of the master level, there are special effects.

As for how the other party saw it, Wen Rensheng guessed that it was probably because there were some dangers hidden in Ji Zhengyan's home, but after he activated his skills, he didn't have any natural reaction to avoid them.

Thinking of this, Wen Rensheng's heart beat a little.

Could it be that there is something terrible hidden in Lao Ji's house?

Like a dead body?

With this in mind, he landed at home from the sky, and then showed his figure.

"Ah, Mr. Wenren, where did you come into the house just now?" Wang Wenwen, who had just come out of the living room and was about to pick a tomato in the yard to eat, looked at Wen Rensheng who suddenly appeared in surprise.

"Oh, I flew over from the sky, of course you didn't notice." Wen Rensheng explained casually and walked into the living room.

After several people met, Zhao Han thanked him.

"Be more careful next time, the current world is becoming more and more dangerous." Wen Rensheng reminded.

He himself is not afraid, but the people around him, even though they are all aliens, are also strong and weak.

"Yes, teacher, I've actually prepared this time, but it's impossible to guard against it. I didn't expect the school girl to make a move. She is obviously an ordinary child." Zhao Han said angrily.

"Okay, don't teach her a lesson. This is a sentence you made up, right? It's really ingenious." Wu Shanshan came over, rescued Zhao Han rarely, and showed him the video on her mobile phone.

Wen Rensheng glanced at it, and immediately knew what she was talking about. The little girl was just unreliable, and she really messed with him again.

"Uh, actually, I had something to do at that time, and I entrusted a friend to save the person," Wen Rensheng said honestly, "With my character and literary talent, how could I make such a ridiculous sentence?"

"Oh, that friend of yours is so close to you that he can use your puppet." Wu Shanshan scorned.

"My eldest uncle sacrificed his life, and my second uncle betrayed the organization... Teacher, your friend is really bitter and bitter." Wang Wenwen smiled.

"It's indeed a bit bitter and bitter." Wen Rensheng nodded, remembering the reluctance he had when he let the little girl go to school.

"Okay, I won't bother you anymore, you have been away for many days, how are you doing?" Wu Shanshan asked concerned.

"Fortunately, a lot of progress has been made, and it shouldn't be far from being invincible." Wen Rensheng was someone who never knew how to write modestly.

"Hey, since that's the case, teacher, can I ask you something? I've been in some trouble recently." Wang Wenwen hit the snake with the stick.

"What's the matter? Tell me." Wen Rensheng leaned on the sofa.

Wang Wenwen quickly poured him a cup of tea and served it respectfully.

After serving tea, she said, "It's like this. I went to a different place to do a mission. I passed by a hospital. The owner of a clothing store near the hospital told me that there was a big problem with this hospital."

"What's the question?" Zhao Han surrounded him curiously.

Wu Shanshan was sitting on the side, with a pair of straight white long legs raised, listening with great interest.

"The owner of the clothing store said that people from the hospital often came to his store to buy clothes, and asked for a try every time. This made him terrified, but nothing else happened." Wang Wenwen continued.

"Isn't this normal?" Zhao Han wondered, "Whoever buys clothes doesn't try them on."

Wen Rensheng smiled slightly: "Leave half of what you say, the owner of the clothing store must be selling shrouds, right?"

"Ah!" Zhao Han was startled.

"Oh, sure enough, teacher, you guessed it right, hehe," Wang Wenwen said awkwardly, "That's right, the boss is running a shroud shop."

"No wonder, how can a dead person go to a clothing store in person, and how can a shroud store have a fitting room? At most, the family members record their body proportions and go to buy similar shrouds." Zhao Han suddenly realized, and then thought about it in horror.

What kind of person would go to a shroud store and ask to try on clothes?

"Could it be the resurrection of the dead?" Wu Shanshan asked thoughtfully.

"No way, no way. Could it be that there really are zombies? Although I have seen a lot of weird things, including ghosts, I have never seen a zombie." Zhao Han only felt a little cold around him. Whoosh.

However, it is just autumn and the weather is still very hot.

Wen Rensheng didn't care, what kind of zombie ghost, when he met him, there was only one word: kneel.

"Since the boss found out that there is a problem, he should run away now?" He continued to ask.

"No, he continues to do business there. I have been in touch with him on WeChat, and he told me yesterday that two more people came to try on clothes." Wang Wenwen shook his head.

"It's strange. Could it be that the boss has a problem too? After such a scary thing happened, he didn't clean up the shop and run away." Zhao Han pondered.

"No, he said that those customers who want to try on clothes are very generous. After each try, they will buy the clothes, just ask him to change them a little, and then he will sell them at ten times the price on the grounds of labor costs. Give it to them, these people never bargain..." Wang Wenwen continued.

"It's true that money can make Mo Tui ghosts. For money, you can do business with unknown and dangerous things." Zhao Han sighed.

"Under the capital, everyone is no longer a human being, but a tool of alienation. This is the root cause of the boss's fear and continued to do business there." Wen Rensheng said suddenly.

"A tool of alienation?" Wu Shanshan nodded, "Perhaps the boss has already been affected in some way."

"Teacher, would you like to take a look for me?" Wang Wenwen begged.

Wen Rensheng paused for a while, but no mysterious reminder appeared in his mind.

Obviously, with a mystery degree of more than 3,000, ordinary events can no longer trigger it.

But he is not the kind of snobbish person, and he still has to solve things when he encounters them.

After all, the purpose of increasing the degree of mystery is to solve various dangers more safely.

"I'll send the puppet over there later."

"Thank you, teacher."