Mystery Makes Me Strong

Walking into the house, Wen Rensheng saw boxes piled up in the living room, no more, no less, exactly 12 boxes.

Wu Shanshan walked over from the side: "You are finally back, this is the homework you assigned to the students, right? Xu Yunshuang brought someone to bring it to you just now."

"That's right, it's all the investigation assignments I assigned them." Wen Rensheng explained casually, and then began to unpack the boxes.

He can package and express these collections out without fear of damage, but of course he dare not express them when the students send them back. After all, twenty years ago, one could sell for six million...

Wen Rensheng looked at the description of the box, and first opened a box marked "Ancient General's Helmet".

As soon as he took it out, Wu Shanshan's eyes lit up immediately: "Hey, you have really good eyesight, this helmet and helmet are a perfect match."

I saw that it was a rotten silver helmet with no trace of rust, and it was as bright as snow, with an equally white and complete skull embedded in it.

What Wu Shanshan said is correct, they are indeed a perfect match.

"I knew you wouldn't be afraid." Wen Rensheng shook his head and said, and then penetrated a trace of mist.

"The helmet of the unknown ancient general: This head and helmet can speak human language, provided it is given enough strength."

"Mystery: 15."

"Mysterious composition: the spirit of the ancient general."

Wen Rensheng suddenly smiled when he saw this, and poured more mist into it.

Wu Shanshan was a little surprised, she probed to see what happened.

"This girl, please respect yourself, don't get so close to this general." The jaw of the skull suddenly bit and closed, and spoke.

"Ah, you can talk?" Wu Shanshan was not afraid, but surprised.

"Well, may I ask you, which emperor is reigning in the world today? Was it during the Baoying period?" Helmet asked very politely, with some hope in his tone.

Obviously, from the clothes of the two of them, it already vaguely knew that this was not his original era.

"There is no emperor anymore, and now it's the AD calendar." Wu Shanshan replied with great interest.

She was very curious, can a spirit body really survive for hundreds of years?

"Oh, that's true. Judging by the clothes of the two of you and the surrounding furniture, you must be from a wealthy family, right?" Gu Jiang Helmet continued to ask.

"Almost, your vision is really good," Wu Shanshan replied, and then said to Wen Rensheng, "I'll take this helmet first."

"It's not mine. Old Zhao lent it to me to watch. I have to return it tomorrow." Wen Rensheng looked embarrassed.

"Oh, I see, I will study it carefully." Wu Shanshan turned a deaf ear, finished talking to herself, turned around and left immediately.

Wen Rensheng stared at the graceful back of the other party leaving, and smiled slightly.

As soon as he saw the description, he knew that the other party would definitely be interested in this weird helmet.

The head of a general thousands of years ago, to be precise, a general of the Tang Dynasty, whose soul can still live to this day, of course she will feel that her mother has died less than ten years ago, so she has a better way to revive her.

I hope this interesting thing can delay her research time more, and give myself more time to grow.

Not long after Wu Shanshan left, Wang Wenwen walked in with a box in his hands, and put the things on the coffee table.

Behind her was Zhao Han, who was still chattering, "Wenwen, is this really good? If you don't tell Auntie, what if she needs it?"

"Oh, she just used it to be arty. The things that others gave her, she took away and shelved them. I just used them to make use of the waste and give full play to the remaining value." Wang Wenwen said eloquently.

Wen Rensheng was looking at other collections, Wen Yan came over, opened the box, and then his eyes were fixed.

This is a pair of armor, shining silver and white, only the upper edge of the neck has been chopped.

The key is that he also felt a very familiar aura from above, which was all that was on the helmet of the ancient general just now.

He also drew out a puff of mist to investigate the past.

"Armor of the Headless General: No one knows the origin behind it, but this is a talking armor, you can ask it out of it if you have the ability."

"Mystery: 18."

"Mysterious composition: ???"

"Where did you get this armor?" Wen Rensheng raised his head and asked.

"Of course I got it from my mother," Wang Wenwen said in surprise, "Didn't I just say that?"

"Oh, I want to ask, where did Mr. Wang get this armor?" Wen Rensheng repeated.

"Then I don't know. After all, I haven't been home for many days. The time I should have been given is not very long. After all, at this time last year, I don't think there is one at home." Wang Wenwen tried hard to recall, and confirmed.

"Okay, I'll make a call and ask." Wen Rensheng took out his phone.

"Hey, teacher, if you want to trick me like this, I won't bring you here next time." Wang Wenwen hurriedly stopped.

"No, the person I want to ask is not your mother." Wen Rensheng shook his head and said.

Then the phone rang.

"Mr. Zhao, is there a matching armor for the helmet you gave me?"

"That's right, but that armor, I gave it to Mr. Wang as a reward." Mr. Zhao's voice sounded.

Sure enough.

I knew it wouldn't be such a coincidence.

Wen Rensheng then hung up the phone, and then poured mist into the armor as before.

Not long after infusion, the armored figure stood up, turned to Wang Wenwen and Zhao Han, and suddenly spoke from its abdomen:

"Have you seen my helmet?"

Wen Rensheng suddenly remembered the investigation report of the students. If someone saw him and asked "where is my head", he would live; if he said "have you seen my helmet", he would was killed by him.

"Ah, ah!"

Two screams rang out, one was Zhao Han, and the other was naturally Wang Wenwen.

Although they knew that the spirit body could speak, it was the first time that they could speak when they saw the armor.

For a while, many horror legends lingered in my mind, and I couldn't help hugging them together.

"Death!" The headless armor didn't get an answer. It stood upright on the coffee table, with its arms outstretched, and a long knife suddenly appeared on its right arm, and then slashed straight at the two of them.

"Teacher, help!" Zhao Han subconsciously shouted.

Wen Rensheng was indifferent, just resting his chin.

Isn't this pair of spirit body armor, together with that ancient general's helmet, just the material for cultivating puppet control?

With a flash of light, the long knife slashed in front of the second daughter's face, and then did not move an inch.

It's a joke, the alien power was given by him, and the contact has not been broken yet, so of course he can control it.

His ability to control the power of different species also has a bonus.

"What are you afraid of? You have already started to practice defensive skills, and this power cannot break your face." Wen Rensheng pressed down the long knife, and then explained.

"I'm scared to death. This armor is so dangerous. No wonder my mother put it away." Wang Wenwen said, clutching his chest.

Although she is smart, she has never faced danger directly, not even as much as Zhao Han.

It was precisely because of her cleverness that she avoided all those dangers, which also caused her to be unable to react when danger was imminent.

Reaction requires a lot of scientific training, and no one is born to handle dangerous situations. Just like a soldier fighting a war, it takes a lot of training to become an elite soldier.