The Lord of Reincarnation

over the city.

A terrible thing is happening.

A notebook was forcibly controlling the map and began to wander around the city.

Fortunately, Fang Xian wouldn't kill people like weird things, otherwise, according to his speed and efficiency, it would not take a whole night to kill people in the whole city.

"This time, maybe I should change my previous habits and communicate with people properly?"

Fang Xian thought to himself.

Heijie later became a member of the secret agency, and Simon was the boss of the Wuguang Society. Both of them have a certain understanding of strange things and know the horror of strange things.

Ordinary people may not know the meaning of "weird".

In the entire Gru Kingdom, ordinary people usually have no access to information about strange things at all, because the upper level has blocked them, and because of some strange things, they have the law that they will come to the door to kill after they understand it!

"So...if I find a guy who is easy to deceive, I can't say he will take me as a chance encounter or some kind of golden finger, so that I can do future experiments..."

People like Simon are the worst to be deceived.

When Simon met himself who couldn't communicate before, he sealed it with backhand.

If he showed the characteristics of 'alive' and 'communicable', he would definitely treat himself more cautiously, and maybe he would not be pitted.

Of course, by pretending to be foolish, he still got blood all over his face in the end.

However, the Wuguang Association was originally a dark organization, and the members did not have a good person. Fang Xian did it with peace of mind.

"what?"

At this time, the same 'weird' feeling made Fang Xian turn his attention to a certain street.

"Has something weird happened again?"

...

My name is Tong Mu, male, twenty-five years old.

Ordinary wage earners, who hand over half of their income to their landlords every month, endure various arrangements from stupid bosses, dare not quit their jobs, and struggle in this city.

Once, I thought my life was so dull, and I hated the dull life so much.

But now, I am very regretful, and I especially want to pray to the gods and return my dull life to me!

Tong Mu covered his mouth and leaned against the wall, trembling all over.

As an overtime dog, he worked late again today and was going to take a shortcut home.

Who knows, I actually encountered... a monster!

Or...the rumored evil spirit!

Just now, he saw an old lady with green eyes twisting the neck of another stranger 360 degrees abruptly!

That old lady, no matter how you look at it, doesn't look like a living person, but like a corpse, a moving corpse!

Moreover, because he was too surprised, he made a noise and was glanced at by the other party's green eyes.

He was pretty sure that the thing was after him.

My name is Tong Mu, and I'm panicking now.

How to do?

How to do?

At this moment, Tong Mu heard the footsteps again.

Light, slow, but approaching.

He had obviously run far away, but he couldn't get rid of it, and even the distance between the two sides was getting closer and closer.

His legs began to tremble, and the cold sweat poured out uncontrollably.

Tong Mu knew very well that once he was caught up by that thing, he could only...die!

Tread!

The fatal footsteps had come to the entrance of the alley.

Tong Mu took a deep breath and started running.

Just as he was about to run out of this alley, an icy palm rested on his shoulder at some point.

The palm was old and wrinkled, and it didn't seem to use much strength.

But Tong Mu felt that his body had turned into a piece of ice, and he couldn't move.

The palm slowly groped and pressed against his head. The next moment, it was probably about turning his head around and taking his life.

"I...I'm still...I don't want to die!"

Tong Mu's tears and snot flowed down in an instant.

Snapped!

At this moment, a notebook fell from the sky and hit him on the forehead.

The hand quickly backed away and disappeared.

Tong Mu was agitated, turned around quickly, and saw that the alley was empty, and the old lady had disappeared.

'A mere token...I don't need the curse of the notebook. I just find a trait from the grocery pile and spread the power of the curse to fight...'

Inside the notebook, Fang Xian looked at this person.

He's still young and doesn't seem to have any brains, so it should be quite easy to control.

Besides, he saved his life, and every day he lived in the future was counted as what he earned, so there was no need to feel sorry for pitting him.

"It... disappeared, could it be my hallucination?"

Tong Mu touched his forehead, but it still hurts a little.

He squatted down and picked up a black-enclosed notebook on the ground: "Could it be that this book saved me?"

Tong Mu opened the cover and saw the title page.

"The Book of Trading!"

"Complete the conditions, open the transaction!"

"Given that the host currently has only the lowest authority, there are only two transactions opened."

"One, cast a curse with the target's blood and name!"

"Two, blood spirit divination!"

"Collect the spirituality that overflows after death, fill one mark, you can perform a curse, fill ten marks, you can start a divination..."

Fang Xian displayed his rewritten rules on the title page.

As for the names of the people that were left on the notebook, they were all erased by him and turned into a brand new blank paper.

The only thing left is a little blood in the corner.

The blood had turned black and brown, and had an ominous smell.

This is the blood of Beikuo! It was specially reserved by him.

"An amazing book..."

Tong Mu muttered to himself, his palms trembling slightly.

He hadn't recovered from his previous fright.

And what happened tonight was like a dream.

First discovered the monster, and then obtained a magical book that makes him almost think he has become the protagonist of the novel.

"So, does our world hide so many secrets?"

He muttered to himself: "Collect spirituality? Turn on curses and divination? Maybe...I should try..."

He saw that this was only the most basic ability. Perhaps, if enough spirituality was collected, he could gain more and more powerful abilities.

...

"Accepted?"

In the notebook, Fang Xian looked at these changes and nodded secretly: "I thought I would struggle for a while, this brain has enough rough lines..."

He paid attention to the outside and ignored it, and put his mind on himself.

In the attribute column, the symbol representing reincarnation is still dim, and the information of incomplete charging is transmitted.

"It seems that it takes a long time to wait for a long time to start the reincarnation again... Could it be that the previous world used too much power?"

"But the strange power of this world just started my research..."

Fang Xian is determined to blaze a new path, to be able to have an "extraordinary" path in any world. The strange power of this world also comes from the outside world, but it can well adapt to the rules of this world, which makes him very curious.