With undead skills, I can read files infinitely

These are the benefits brought by these items.

If someone outside had obtained these amazing existences, it would definitely be extraordinary.

Gu An analyzed silently in his heart, guessing the whereabouts of these objects.

Zhang Ziying also said at this time: "Brother, the ancient clock is in your hand, the iron sword is in the pit, and it is basically bound to me, what about other things..."

Gu An shook his head: "I'm also thinking about this question, but I haven't heard any news about these objects outside."

Zhang Ziying thought about it carefully, and then guessed: "Brother, after all, these objects will have some backlash effect, just like the ancient clock in your hand. You said, someone really got the object, but couldn't bear the backlash, and died. Is it possible for these items to become unowned again, and to be left outside?"

Zhang Ziying's sudden guess stunned Gu An for a while.

Then he nodded silently and looked at Zhang Ziying: "You say so, it seems that there is really such a possibility..."

That's right, Gu An agreed with Zhang Ziying's words in his heart.

Because if I don’t have the function of reading files, even if I have the ancient clock, it should be dead at the beginning. Once he dies, the ancient clock will become a thing without an owner. Even if someone gets it later, I don’t know the rules. Or continue to die, and then continue to change masters.

And Zhang Ziying didn't suffer much backlash when he got the iron sword for the first time, purely because the main target of the iron sword was on Han Laocai.

Han Laocai is the king of zombies, and he is immune to weird existences. Tie Jian suppressed it with his own strength, which is already very powerful, and even so, it still made Zhang Ziying into the current state.

If it was Iron Sword in its heyday, if there was no zombie king to suppress, Zhang Ziying might have suffered backlash and died at that time.

Thinking about it this way, if the other items are left outside, it’s not that no one can get them, but maybe the owner is changing every day?

"It seems that after going out, let Liu Ming and the others investigate, from another angle, for example, if anyone saw any special effects, or if someone got a strange object, and then disappeared..."

Gu An had a plan in mind, and immediately thought of asking someone to check after he went out.

These things may be difficult for others to control, but he is different, he does not have to worry about losing his life, and has the ability to control these objects.

Zhang Ziying knew Gu An well, and when he saw that he was in a daze, he immediately smiled and said, "Brother, are you planning to collect these objects?"

Gu An nodded: "That's right, you have seen how powerful these objects are, not to mention your iron sword, just the ancient clock in my hand, how strange it is folded in it..."

"If you can collect all these objects, maybe you can really wipe out all these weird things..."

Thinking of the ancient clock in Gu An's hand, Zhang Ziying's scalp tingled a little: "Senior brother, your ancient clock is too evil, and the price you have to bear is too high. Maybe you will pay for your life, and you have to pay for everything else." If it is similar to Gu Zhong's temper, then it will be really difficult for us to control..."

Even if you have confidence in Gu An, but when you think about the nature of the ancient clock, after sacrificing the weirdness, every time you re-sacrifice a new weirdness, the original one will become stronger...

This alone gave Zhang Ziying a headache, no matter how powerful his senior brother was, he couldn't stand the exhaustion of this kind of wheel battle.

Gu An smiled: "Don't worry about me, I'm not that stupid, if I really collect these items, I won't waste them casually, at least I will use the most critical places, and I will only use them when I have no choice. "

Zhang Ziying nodded: "I'm relieved that brother can think like this, but I think it's better not to rely too much on it, this thing is too wicked."

Zhang Ziying mentioned the evil door more than once, Gu An could understand his thoughts, and didn't say anything more, looking back at the mural.

In addition to these objects, there are mountains, water, and various scenery, just like a landscape map.

"The item seems to have been taken away by someone, but the others are still on it, and I don't know what it means."

Gu An pointed to the mural and talked.

Zhang Ziying thought for a while after hearing this, and then said: "Although I can't understand this painting, the handwriting not far from this painting indicates that those people should have died after coming here, so this painting is unique." not simple."

Gu An followed suit and nodded: "I think so too, there is nothing now just because we haven't discovered the clue of this painting."

While talking, he stepped forward to get closer to the mural, trying to touch and touch it with his hands, trying to see if there were any organs or the like.

When the palm touches the wall, the palm is icy cold. They are all hard stones. There is no other feeling. At most, these paintings are carved, and the touch feels like three-dimensional.

Zhang Ziying watched Gu An's actions silently. At this moment, he had a sudden thought: "Brother, you said that these objects are all real objects and can be taken away from the painting, so are these scenery and characters real?"

Gu An was taken aback by Zhang Ziying's guess, and then hesitated. Could the people and the scenery be real?Just stuck in the painting?

So……

Chapter 263 I Will Be Where My Senior Brother Is

After hearing Zhang Ziying's guess, Gu An fell into deep thought.

If the objects exist, do the people and objects in the mural also exist, so does my wife?

Gu An raised his head and looked seriously at the familiar woman on the wall.

His palm was still on the mural, and he didn't notice that after his palm touched the mural for a long time, some faint black mist was gathering towards his palm along the surroundings of the mural.

At this moment, his palm looked as if a special effect had been released. A thick black mist rose up, using the palm as the fulcrum, diffracting around.

Gu An didn't notice, but focused all his attention on the mural, thinking about his own mother.

But Zhang Ziying behind him could see clearly.

He couldn't help but said: "Brother!"

Gu An was stunned for a moment, feeling a little dazed, as if he heard someone calling him, and it should be Zhang Ziying who called him senior brother, but the voice that came out was so strange.

Under the entire sky, there was a barren plain, and a lonely mural stood on the plain. Gu An touched the mural with one hand, and looked back leisurely.

He saw a young strange man wearing some strange clothes.

The man looked at himself, calling out to his brother, there was still some blood on his body, and he seemed to be in a poor mental state, with a haggard look on his face.

After calling this brother, he still had a relieved expression on his face.

Then, Gu An saw that the space next to the man was swallowed by darkness, and in the endless darkness, a big hand was torn from it.

The big hand was shrouded in black mist, and the back of the hand was cracked with fine lines, and some bright red overflowed from inside, flowing to the ground.

The owner of the big hand had a black face with a ferocious face, as if he had been soaked in water for a long time, his entire facial features were swollen, and he was staring fiercely at the man's back.

The big hand pinched the man's entire figure and pulled it directly into the darkness.

The man disappeared before Gu An's eyes, and the whole world seemed to be quiet.

Who is this guy?How did he appear here?Why didn't I hear anything just now?By the way, where is Ziying?

Numerous questions flashed through Gu An's mind, and he only realized something important at this time. Shouldn't he be in the barren plain? Looking back, shouldn't it be Zhang Ziying?

So why...

Zhang Ziying disappeared, and the surrounding environment changed?

Gu An looked around, it seemed to be a dilapidated city, and everywhere he looked was ruined walls.