With undead skills, I can read files infinitely

After walking out of the wooden house, Gu An looked back.

It was found that there was an extra sign next to the wooden house, and on the sign were several large characters painted with blood.

Suspend business!

Red liquid kept spilling from the sign, spilling all over the corner.

Gu An felt that there was a big problem with this wooden house, and this was the first time he encountered such a strange person who was easy to talk about.

However, when he thought of the weird parts all over the room, and the missing arm of the old man in the portrait, he instantly dismissed the idea.

This weirdness is not easy to talk about, but it must be planning a bigger chess game.

Gu An felt that he had two choices now.

[-]. Load the file directly and not come to this wooden house, but this is tantamount to missing a chance to make friends with the old man in the portrait, and you may lose a thug when you encounter other weird things in the future.

After all, from the previous contact with the old man in the portrait, it can be seen that this person can be wooed. In this situation, having an extra helper by his side will give him a better chance of winning in the future.

[-]. It is natural to continue the current process, but he doesn't know what the follow-up will be like. Even if he doesn't care about the gambling and doesn't look for the so-called perfect body, everything is definitely not that simple, just He has not touched it now.

In the end, he will most likely still search for these perfect bodies. Once he finds and collects them, it will be as he guessed just now, maybe he will open a Pandora's Box with his own hands and release a more terrifying existence.

However, according to the current progress of the Federation, there is a high probability that these terrifying and weird things will appear one after another in the future, and it seems that they don't care about one more.

and so……

Gu An thought for a while between these two options, and finally chose the second one decisively.

Life and death are bearish, if you don't agree, just do it!

Chapter 116 I'm the only one who plucks other people's wool

In the wasteland where black is the main tone, everything is silent.

Gu An stood at the door of the wooden house, with a towering old tree surrounded by black vines above his head.

Looking at the exit not far away, he took a deep breath.

Having made a decision, he naturally stopped hesitating and entangled, hugged the old man's arm, and walked towards the exit.

Stepping on the black soil, passing the dummy tied to the cross again.

The eyeballs of the dummy were a little more colorful at this time. When it saw Gu An, those eyeballs rolled around for a while, and then showed a mocking look.

Gu An stopped and stared at the dummy.

The eyes of this thing are really annoying. A dummy who can't move his limbs dares to be so arrogant.

The dummy looked at Gu An, and the sarcasm in his eyes became more and more obvious. Just looking at those eyes, he was almost the same as a living person.

Gu An thought for a while, then walked forward, silently picked up the dummy, and with a sudden force, directly turned the dummy head down, thrust it into the soil, and then clapped his hands and left.

Regardless of whether it is human or weird, it will not end well if you dare to ridicule him; he doesn't like to hold grudges, so he usually reports it on the spot.

Gu An successfully left the range of the wooden house, and it seemed that he could still hear some curses coming from the wind behind him.

Ok?

A burning sensation of being smoked by the fire came from the arm.

Gu An quickly took a look.

On the left arm, at some point, there was a blue tattoo of both hands.

In addition to the tattoo marks on both hands, there are magic mirrors and death sickles next to them.

"Is this a curse? Or is it a quest?"

Gu An looked at his arm and silently guessed.

These three tattoo marks are all the same size.

However, the imprint of both hands is different from the magic mirror and the sickle. The latter two can be directly communicated and used.

And this new imprint, when communicating with it, Gu An found that he seemed to be facing the strange hands in the wooden house again.

This feeling is very real.

"Does this mean you want to stare at me? Until you help it find its body?"

Gu An pondered, and suddenly remembered the mocking eyes of that dummy outside the wooden house just now on the wasteland.

Maybe, it saw something...

Are you laughing at yourself and sympathizing with each other, or laughing at not knowing what is good or bad?

"But, stare at me, can you stare at me?"

Gu An squinted at the tattoo on his arm, showing a meaningful smile.

These hands are weird and want to make themselves a tool man, but unfortunately they don't understand that I, Gu, have always been the only ones to pluck other people's wool, and there is no possibility for others to pluck me...

No matter how cunning and calculating it is, it is always just weird, it is just a restricted person under the rules, but itself is different.

Gu An has even started to think again, next, whether to go to the water ghost, try to dig out all the villagers in the cemetery, and sacrifice to the ancient clock one by one, so as to strengthen himself. As for the opponent is not terrible, this thing , should be able to last a few more rounds, right?

Gu An looked at his arm, lost in thought, already thinking about how to squeeze out the value of this newcomer.

……

"Grandpa, I brought back your hand..."

Gu An hugged his ice-like arms and stood in front of the portrait of the old man, showing a tired look.

He said in a low tone: "Grandpa, I almost couldn't come back. The opponent this time is really difficult. If it was for me, I would definitely not be able to come back alive. Grandpa's arm, I immediately had faith, so I gritted my teeth, tried my best, and finally won..."

"Finding grandpa's hand, I am happier than you when I am older, because as long as grandpa has a hand, he can hold me in the future. When I was young, I often fantasized that one day, grandpa could hold my hand and slowly Crossing the road, smiling and waving to people you know, when you get home, make me a bowl of Yangchun noodles..."

"As long as grandpa's hand is still there, I can do so many things, many, many things, all of which are my extravagant dreams..."

While talking, Gu An silently passed his arm towards the portrait.

A strong suction came from inside, and the space facing the photo frame was distorted, taking Gu An's arm away at a strange angle.

Afterwards, the portrait gradually returned to calm, as if nothing had happened.

"Grandpa? Are you still there?"