The old gods are whispering

Chapter 156 Profile and Divination

Gu Jianlin noticed that the expressions of the three people opposite him were strange, so he explained: "We are trying to coordinate, please sit down."

Tang Ling simply nodded, as a greeting to the others.

"Oh, how embarrassing that is."

Cheng Youyu was also thick-skinned, so he immediately sat down with his two companions, ready to eat melons.

"Synchronization? What happened?"

Gu Jianlin thought about it, and briefly summarized the matter.

Unexpectedly, the little fat man immediately waved his hand after listening to it: "Hey, I'm thinking about something big. Although I'm not an omega, it's not up to me to do rescue operations, but I'm good at keeping pace, and I'm a leader in the forum Don't worry, I'll go back and post tonight to ensure that no one dares to take on the task of the trial court."

"In this regard, you can trust the little fat man, he can tell black into white."

Zhang Cheng complained: "It will be useless even if the divination team gives a low-risk judgment."

Nie Xiangsi said: "He has more than 600 trumpets."

Gu Jianlin was a little surprised, he began to suspect that the nickname of the chair murderer was given by the little fat man.

But he has no proof.

"let's start."

Tang Ling handed her thin white right hand in front of him.

For some reason, there is always the elegance and nobility of a queen stretching out her hand and asking you to kiss her hand.

Gu Jianlin stretched out his hand and interlocked his fingers with her again.

"If you don't want me to see your memory, you can focus on thinking about something else."

Tang Ling said lightly.

Gu Jianlin hummed.

For a moment, the spirituality of the two people began to exchange.

Gu Jianlin obviously felt that his spirit was fluctuating, and a wave of strange memories flooded into his mind like a wave, and the fragmented scenes were fleeting, flashing out in the deepest part of his consciousness.

The wilderness sunken under the sea, the broken ridge, and the flowing lava.

In the sky is the flowing sea.

A huge decaying ancient tree with countless ancient bronze coffins hanging from its branches.

With a loud bang, the coffin lids fell down, and the pale corpses opened their eyes. The shrouds were wrapped around their bodies, as if they had grown together with the skin, and there were ugly wrinkles all over their bodies.

They opened their blood-red eyes, with weird smiles on their faces, and fell to the ground on all fours.

The crawling posture of these living corpses is twisted and weird, but the speed is extremely fast.

Gu Jianlin seemed to have turned into a white-haired girl. He thrust the giant thunder sword into the ground with his backhand, turned the blade with all his strength, and the criss-crossing sword energy burst out!
"Run away! You can't stay here for long!"

That was the roar of nano warriors, and more than 20 burly soldiers in steel armor supported the retreat.

They also carried a pitch-black sarcophagus, which trembled violently.

There was a violent explosion in the distance, and it seemed that a fierce battle was taking place.

At this moment, a strange red mist spread, drowning everything.

There was silence, and the whole world lost its sound.

The red mist filled like blood, covering everything.

However, in this red mist, Gu Jianlin seemed to feel that something flashed by.

When the red mist dissipated, everything disappeared, only some clues remained on the ground.

The memory is suddenly interrupted!

The cross-locked hands also parted at this moment.

"Huh, huh."

Gu Jianlin let out a long sigh of relief, although spying on other people's memories was like watching a movie.

But that immersive sense of oppression is extremely real.

It's easy to be emotionally affected.

"Are you okay?"

Tang Ling didn't ask about the result, but first handed him a cup of Coke, and looked at him with strange eyes.

It was clearly a simple concern, but the three people on the opposite side were a little surprised.

Cheng Youyu and Zhang Cheng looked at each other with gossipy eyes.

Especially Nie Xiangsi, as a girl, she has the most delicate thoughts, her eyes widened in surprise.

It took Gu Jianlin a few seconds to calm down.

He shook his head and asked casually, "What did you see in that blood mist?"

Tang Ling said calmly: "There is nothing, I just vaguely feel that something is there, and that thing makes me very afraid. If you haven't seen it clearly, you can watch it a few more times."

"No, I've got all the details down."

Gu Jianlin gulped down his Coke, and said firmly, "That's a person."

As soon as this remark came out, Tang Ling stared at him expressionlessly. She didn't need to profile him to know it was a person.

"I peeked at your memory from the first perspective. It's the feeling of being peeped. Someone is staring at you from the beginning to the end. There should be someone in the red mist. That person glanced at you in the mist, and then left .”

Gu Jianlin paused: "I noticed the traces he left behind."

Tang Ling rested her chin and asked earnestly, "Can you profile more specific information about that person?"

"Profiling is not as magical as you think. It is essentially deriving from clues and needs to be assisted by a strong intuition, which is the sixth sense. For example, a nano soldier passing by at this time."

Gu Jianlin turned to look outside the restaurant, and explained: "Muscles are developed, the running posture is sharp and capable, and the facial lines, general hair quality and volume. The changes in the eyes, the wrinkles at the corners of the eyes, the length of the nails, etc. .”

"I need to see these external characteristics to deduce what kind of person this is. The simplest is age and occupation. Guess age from his external state, and judge occupation from external characteristics. Therefore, it is more difficult to profile ordinary people. Easy because they basically don't hide themselves, there's no misleading information."

He shook his head and said: "In the extraordinary world, some people will create a lot of misleading features in order to hide their identities. It affects my intuition."

Tang Ling was silent for a second, unable to hide her disappointment: "So, can't profile?"

"That's not it."

Gu Jianlin said lightly: "If you use your extraordinary ability, it will be different."

Since he entered the extraordinary world, or after he developed spirituality in his body, the profile has evolved.

It's like expanding the scope of application of the ability, not just profiling personality portraits.

It can also draw the extraordinary image of the other party.

"Do you have paper and pen?"

Gu Jianlin asked calmly.

Tang Ling was slightly taken aback: "Are you sure you want to draw now?"

Gu Jianlin frowned and asked, "What's wrong?"

Tang Ling glanced at his tired and haggard appearance: "Your condition doesn't look that good."

Gu Jianlin waved his hand: "It's a small matter."

That is to say, the sequelae of looking at beautiful women.

"Hurry up, ask the waiter to get a piece of paper!"

Cheng Youyu said excitedly.

Without further ado, Zhang Cheng ran to the front desk to get a pen and paper.

Nie Xiangsi's eyes were bright.

When she was a child, she had heard how amazing Professor Gu's profile was.

Now, she can witness it with her own eyes.

Gu Jianlin took the paper and pen. He had studied sketching for a while to pass the time.

With the rustle of the pencil on the paper, a simple sketch is completed.

"Here, this is the person."

He held down the sketch on the table and slid over it gently: "His expression was drawn by my intuition. I really can't tell you the reason if you ask, but from the way he looks at you, I feel that he Just laughing."

Tang Ling reached out to take the sketch, her awe-inspiring eyes suddenly became sharp.

It was a man in a white robe, with long pale hair, and the facial features on his face were rather blurred. It could only be seen that he was wearing a strange smile, but there was another gesture behind him.

It was a rusty iron sword with more than ten handles on its back, its whole body was surrounded by awe-inspiring sword energy, and its body was covered with stern sword marks. It was so huge that it was unimaginable, and there was a pitch-black dragon wrapped around its body.

"He only stares at you, wondering if he knows you."

Gu Jianlin paused: "Jianzong's path is at least the sixth level."

Tang Ling stared at the sketch for a long time, then solemnly folded it and put it in her pocket.

"I see, thanks."

She warned softly: "If the high-level members of the Ethernet Association pass, then I will lead the team to carry out the mission this time. I will definitely choose you as a teammate, provided that you can survive the test of Instructor Wan, can you do it?"

"no problem."

Gu Jianlinxin said that of course he could withstand it, otherwise he would have tossed himself like this for nothing.

"That's good."

Before Tang Ling left, she suddenly asked, "By the way, have you successfully passed the test of the Green King?"

Gu Jianlin didn't know why she cared about this, and replied, "It's almost the same, the last lesson is still missing."

Tang Ling was taken aback for a moment: "Okay, I see."

After speaking, she picked up the piano case, turned and left.

Gu Jianlin turned his head to look at her back, thoughtful.

The person in the painting, if nothing else, this woman knows.

So she didn't doubt the authenticity of the profile, but took this thing and left.

"Brother Lin."

Cheng Youyu gossiped: "You also said that you have no affair with Senior Sister Tang!"

Gu Jianlin frowned: "What do you mean?"

Cheng Youyu pouted: "Stop pretending! We've all seen it."

"The student of the Silver King, the successor appointed by the president, and the aloof princess."

Zhang Cheng gave a thumbs up with an admiring expression on his face: "Although she is only at the fourth level now, it's because too much time was wasted by Ji Lei, but now is the time to make a lot of money."

"Senior Sister Tang is very cold, whether she is white-haired or red-haired, it is difficult to get in touch with. But she seems to treat you differently, and she doesn't even reject physical contact with you."

Nie Xiangsi said quietly: "Besides, she almost never cares about people."

Gu Jianlin looked at the cup of coke that was pushed over in front of him, and fell into deep thought.

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Tang Ling passed all kinds of investigators and nano fighters and came to the command center.

However, she was stopped on the first floor of the base office building.

Councilor Zhang looked stern, wearing a white suit, sitting on the sofa, with sharp eyes.

Deacon Nie stood by his side with a serious face.

In addition, there is a slightly familiar member of the Omega sequence.

It was a young man with blond hair and blue eyes, wearing a black wizard suit, holding a crystal ball in his hand.

The Omega sequence, code-named Nightmare, ranks No. 12.

Behind him are three guardians, all of whom are psychic channels.

One of them was Li Yijie who was tricked by the substitute Gu during the task of clearing up the Yan family.

"Is something wrong?"

Tang Ling said with a blank face.

Councilor Zhang raised his head, looked at her coldly, and said, "Lei Ting, I only have one thing to tell you this time. The results of the divination team have come out. As you said, it is indeed very dangerous, but it has not reached 100%. % will be killed. If you are willing to participate in the operation, we are willing to guarantee your safety to the greatest extent."

"Including your request, after our discussion, we can also compromise."

He said: "I can show you the strategy and the tablet of fate, but only if you are alone."

Deacon Nie also said: "It's just that Gu Jianlin can't do it. There are some things about him that can't be explained. We haven't investigated them clearly. We can't let him get in touch with more secrets."

with a snap.

A painting unfolded in front of him, it was an oil painting painted with red paint.

Red blood mist, faint black shadows, and vague gazes.

Tang Ling looked familiar, it was the blood mist she saw in the Immortal Palace.

"The results of the divination have come out."

Nightmare smiled and said: "According to Taixu's rating, this mission has indeed reached the level of S-level danger, but it is far from the point where we can't handle it, is it?"

Tang Ling looked at the painting, a trace of mockery flashed in her eyes.

"Gu Jianlin's words are right."

She raised her beautiful eyes and paused every word: "You should do what you should do for a waste."

As soon as these words came out, the expressions of Councilor Zhang and Deacon Nie changed suddenly.

Nightmare froze: "What did you say?"

Including the guardians behind him, all showed displeasure.

Snapped.

"The sixth level, the way of the sword sect, a god attendant from the Zhulong clan.

Tang Ling casually slapped the copy of the sketch on the table, and said in a cold voice, "I'll repeat for the last time, among my teammates, there must be Gu Jianlin. Without him, I won't go."

It's not that she likes the boy so much.

It was because, compared to that young man, the group of people in front of him were too unreliable.

Well, it may also be because they are too reliable.

In short, there is no harm without comparison.

Councilor Zhang and Deacon Nie looked at the painting, and their pupils shrank violently for a moment.

Nightmare's eyes widened in disbelief: "Impossible, it's absolutely impossible! We can't even divination, how can we draw a mere profile? This is not true, this is a forgery! This is a made up !"

The guardians of the psychic pathways were also shocked and angry.

The results of their 48 hours of sleepless divination only captured an afterimage.

Now tell them that someone else directly confirmed the other party's rank and race by using profile.

This is simply insulting them.

"If I were you, I wouldn't continue to smack and roll around here, shame on my face."

Tang Ling pointed at the person in the sketch, and said indifferently: "The person in the painting is my great-grandfather. Gu Jianlin has never even met him, and he may not even know his existence. So what can you tell me?" Forged?"

Councilor Zhang and Deacon Nie looked ugly.

Because they also recognized the person in the painting.

The point is, this is profiled!
That boy's profile is so accurate?

(End of this chapter)