With undead skills, I can read files infinitely

The blood-red red makeup stood in front of Gu An, and the pale makeup showed a morbid beauty in the darkness.

The red hijab covered that hand, and when the two touched, the magnetic field in the entire space fluctuated immediately, and a series of double-fold holes similar to lightning appeared, tearing the original space apart.

The red hijab forced that hand back into the mound.

"It seems that Xiuxiu's red hijab has a restraining effect on this hand..."

When Gu An saw this scene, he immediately thought of the family members around him. Apart from the weird and mysterious hands, the most powerful one should be the old man in the portrait.

But this time, Han Xiuxiu's role is obviously much greater than that of the portrait old man.

Maybe, people are old and should really retire...

Gu An silently cast a sideways glance at the old man beside him...

The old man actually responded with a meaningful look...

Gu An silently turned his head and looked at the hand again.

After it was pressed back to the soil by the red hijab, it seemed unwilling, and tried to break through again, wanting to rush out again.

But Han Xiuxiu kept staring at it, and the red hijab always followed closely behind, never giving him a chance.

Gu An glanced at the struggling arm: "You are working hard, you must really want to come out, I really want to help you, but I'm sorry, my mother-in-law won't let me..."

hand:"……"

That hand didn't want to talk to Gu An, and continued to struggle.

Gu An nodded silently. He was so provocative that the other party didn't show a single word. It seemed certain that the weirdness this time really lacked any wisdom and emotion. Not every weirdness is the principal.

Most of the weirdness is a kind of endless loop rule, which also means that it is much easier to deal with.

"Xiuxiu, let it come out."

At this time, Gu An gave instructions to Han Xiuxiu.

Han Xiuxiu turned her head slightly to look at him, and there was an imperceptible trace of concern in her eyes.

Gu An immediately said softly: "The girl's red hijab is only lifted once in her life. It is your most precious thing, and it is also my most cherished thing. Put it away, this single dog is not worthy of contact with it..."

After Gu An finished speaking, Han Xiuxiu took back the red hijab without waiting too long, and the hand under the soil, without the suppression of the red hijab, broke through the ground in an instant.

The rotten smell hit the nostrils, stronger than before.

Layers of black soil flowed to the sides, and a figure slowly crawled out from under the soil.

It looked like an old man, the clothes on his body were ragged and stuck together with the sand, and it was impossible to distinguish its original style.

The old man's face seemed to have been run over by a wheel. It was rotten, cracked, and blood was mixed with black soil. The entire facial features were not in a parallel line. Drops of blood fell into the sand and fused together, adding a little bit of decay to the smell. The smell of blood.

The old man was hunched over, and his whole body was uncoordinated. After it was unearthed, it stood there quietly, motionless.

In contrast, the portrait of the old man who is also a bad old man is much cleaner than him.

At this time, the old man who had broken out of the ground opposite looked at Gu An, and slowly raised his hand.

Gu An was familiar with this scene. While listening to the recording, he was bewitched by that voice, unable to move, and then watched helplessly as the other party crushed his heart.

But not now.

The portrait of the old man also appeared in front of Gu An, and the old man raised the brim of his hat again and looked over.

However, the old man on the opposite side has irregular facial features, and his eyeballs are not looking straight at people, but as if they were hit by some giant object, and the eyeballs are also crooked...

Therefore, the stare of the old man in the portrait still has no effect.

Seeing this, Gu An even wondered if he should forcefully twist the head of his cheap grandpa, and make them look at each other...

The old man is unreliable, facing a blind man, his strength is greatly reduced.

At such a critical moment, it still depends on Han Xiuxiu.

I saw the red cloth thrown out from both hands, instantly binding the old man across from him tightly.

On the distorted facial features of the old man, the crooked white eyeballs showed a trace of resentment. Its whole body seemed to be made of sand. After being tied up, its body began to quickly disintegrate into sand, and its whole body began to loosen at an astonishing angle, turning black. part of the land.

The sand on the black ground couldn't tell which one was the strange old man just now, Ah Ming, who had been lying on Gu An's back, opened his eyes wide, and pulled everything around Gu An into a dream.

In the dream, in the dream world Ah Ming wove, the old man couldn't hide his body, it was like the thick ink, fused with the black soil, completely exposed to Gu An's vision.

The woven dream light pierced through the strange black soil like sharp knives.

And this pile of black soil, completely powerless to resist all this, was split into fine grains of sand in an instant.

Is it a little too simple?Logically speaking, the further the chip is cracked, the stronger the opponent will be. However, compared with the weird ones before, the strength of the opponent this time has not increased at all.

Gu An felt a little strange.

All these solutions were too simple and easy, which made him very uncomfortable.

However, there was no more strange aura at this time, which proved that he had indeed dealt with this guy.

Gu An frowned, thought about it, and decided to call Liu Ming to inquire about the situation.

With his understanding of these weirdnesses, it is unlikely that he will be so easy to deal with, especially at this stage. He wonders if this weirdness has given him a secret trick.

"Hey?"

It took about five seconds for the phone to connect, and Gu An felt that something must be wrong.

Otherwise, at this time, Liu Ming couldn't have waited for five seconds before answering his call.

Moreover, I haven't replied to myself until now...

"Gu An, come back here."

Liu Ming's voice finally came from the other end of the phone, but the tone was very cold and unfamiliar.

Gu An narrowed his eyes slightly, Liu Ming's usual tone of speech was not like this, it seemed that his guess was right.

Good guy, this is a home that was directly stolen...

The most important thing is that he thought he had lured the other party out, but he didn't know that he was actually the one who was lured out.

Without their own protection within the federation, relying on Liu Ming, the others and some spirit eliminators alone, they are not this weird opponent at all.

Gu An decided to take back his previous evaluation of the weirdness of the phone call. This weirdness is probably similar to that of the principal, and he also has a specialty, which is good at arranging scripts.