Chapter 647 T0 Level Crime Object

Chapter 657 T0 Level Sin

The head on the branch, with its eyes closed, was facing the body a few steps away.

Bai Huaiguang spent too much time looking for it.

Being completely isolated from the outside world, he no longer knew whether Luo Xian and the others were dead or alive.

Following his memory, he wandered in Wu'e Village with a headless body.

After struggling for several hours, he finally came to the old crooked neck tree in his memory.

Having lost all his perception, he could not estimate where his head was.

But some kind of induction in the dark made him sure that he had finally found the right place.

The muddy village road under his feet, the wide environment around him, and the stone benches and tables under the tree in his memory.

Bai Huaiguang stretched out his pale hands and gently stroked the rough lines on the tree trunk.

After feeling hope, his exhausted body burst out the last bit of strength.

He began to climb, fall, and fall with his hands and feet.

He repeated this process countless times.

After such a long time of suffering in the rain, the only touch he had left was no longer real.

At this time, his ten fingers dug into the bark, which made him feel soft like grabbing cotton.

After falling to the ground again, Bai Huaiguang could no longer get up.

He fell to the ground powerlessly, and even bending his fingers was extremely difficult.

After losing his head for too long, coupled with long-term rain and running, his body was already at the end of its strength.

The head was swaying on the branches above, only two or three meters away from him vertically.

The height that was once within reach has now become the last straw that stumped him.

There was only one thought lingering in his heart.

Get back his head, release the sin object, and save Luo Xian.

To this day, Bai Huaiguang knows that there are no more than two places that Luo Xian and Ji Li and others can go.

One is the stone tomb, and the other is the wooden house at the end of the village.

And he believes that Luo Xian will go to the wooden house at the end of the village first, and there he will learn about the existence of ghosts.

Judging from the current situation, it should be that Luo Xian and others touched a key node, causing the mission to change.

If Luo Xian and others are not dead yet, then according to Bai Huaiguang's inference, the survivors will definitely go to the wooden house at the end of the village.

This is a reasonable analysis based on the perspective of a senior clerk.

The only one who can save everything is himself.

Bai Huaiguang once thought that he could still use the sin object without a head.

But during this period, he tried to use the sin object in advance, but received a response that the conditions were not met.

So Bai Huaiguang was very anxious in his heart. He knew that if Luo Xian and others were still alive, they must be trapped in the wooden house.

Bai Huaiguang kept thinking about the bits and pieces of his experience with Luo Xian.

Slowly, a force gathered in his body to support his exhausted body to stand up again.

This time, he stood under the tree and did not choose to climb, but took out a bundle of climbing ropes from his backpack.

Feeling the rope head, he tied it into a noose with his hands, and carefully recalled the branches of the tree he had seen before.

The noose swung in his hand, he estimated the height, and then threw it up with force.

He pulled the noose with his hand, but there was no feedback of any force, obviously the first attempt was not successful.

But this method is much easier than climbing a tree.

Bai Huaiguang was not impatient, and kept adjusting the position and the height of the rope.

When he tried for the eighth time, he felt a force feedback as soon as the noose came out of his hand.

The noose seemed to be hung on something, and it generated a strong resistance when it was pulled back with force.

Bai Huaiguang breathed a sigh of relief and began to move the noose to the left, while sensing calmly.

The noose was stuck on a high branch, on a human head, and then continued to pull from below, passing the end of the human head stuck on the branch.

After determining the position, Bai Huaiguang manipulated the noose to stick to the branch and pulled it hard to the right.

The noose and the head were pulled off the branch together.

The head fell to the ground, rolled a few times, and stopped at Bai Huaiguang's right foot.

He dropped the rope, and crawled on the ground, groping with his hands and feet. This time he quickly felt a spherical object.

Bai Huaiguang's heart was in ups and downs. After several hours, he finally found his head.

He quickly held the head in his arms, and began to grope with trembling hands.

The outline of the head was correct, but the hat that Luo Xian gave him had long disappeared.

"After I solve the current problem, I will definitely find you back."

Everything about Luo Xian has a very special meaning to Bai Huaiguang.

Even if it is a worthless hat, he will never throw it in Wu'e Village.

Bai Huaiguang calmed down, held the head with both hands, and slowly put it down on the bald neck.

The head fell on the neck tightly, and in the blink of an eye, even the gap in the middle disappeared, as if they had never left the body.

Bai Huaiguang's eyelids trembled, and he opened his eyes half a minute later.

A strange black flashed in the light blue pupils, as if a little ink was dripped.

He shook his head vigorously and stood up from the ground.

The world in front of him regained its color, and the sound of wind and grass rustling in his ears was endless.

He inhaled the fresh smell of rain in the air and the filth on the yellow earth into his lungs.

Bai Huaiguang was shocked and quickly hid under the tree. He immediately took out a notebook from his pocket.

The brand new paper was wet by the rain as soon as it was opened, and the lines drawn by pencil on it became thicker.

This was just an ordinary notebook, with the structure of Wu'e Village that he had recorded.

He took out a feather pen from the interlayer of the last page of the notebook.

This feather pen also looked very ordinary, but there was no nib.

As soon as he took it out, a drop of red ink dripped on the notebook paper, and the horizontal line on the paper was erased.

Bai Huaiguang held the feather pen upside down and aimed his eyes at the wooden house at the end of the village on the map.

The tip of the pen touched the paper, and his originally pale face suddenly became extremely ruddy at this moment, as if blood rushed to his head.

At the same time, the hand holding the pen shrank rapidly, the flesh began to crack, and the bones made a crisp sound of crunching.

Bai Huaiguang bit his gums tightly and inserted the tip of the pen into the notebook paper despite the serious injury.

With the wooden house as the center, a very neat circle was drawn.

When the circle appeared, all the traces left by the pencil inside the circle disappeared.

At the same time, in the distant horizon.

The dense dark clouds suddenly cracked, and a red circular beam of light fell from the sky.

The circle on the notebook paper was enlarged countless times in reality, turning into a beam of light covering a large circular area near the wooden house.

After doing all this, Bai Huaiguang fell to the ground under the weight, and his entire right hand was completely shattered.

Only a piece of cracked human skin was left swaying in the wind.

Bai Huaiguang looked at the sky in the direction of the end of the village, and the red light illuminated his snow-white face, reflecting a happy smile.

Feather pen, a large-scale, large-scale spatial confrontational crime.

Need to be used with a map, with a certain point as the center, a circle within a certain range can be drawn.

Effect: In the real world, all supernatural powers covered in the area can be wiped out in proportion for up to 4 hours!

This is the biggest reason why Bai Huaiguang cannot die and is not easy to die.

This item can be called a T0-level confrontational crime in the top ten branches.