In fact, in the adventures of Jackie Chan, the most powerful and bizarre items are not the twelve charms, RB mummy masks or the black gas of the eight demons, but the history books of the years in the mysterious space of Ayers Rock, Australia, which record all the history from the beginning of the world to the future. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

If someone modifies it, then everything in reality will be distorted and develop according to the events that have been modified.

But there is a point.

History is not so easy to revise, and if the history books of the years are in vain, then they will be punished by fate, and if they cannot withstand the punishment, then history will be corrected to its original trajectory, and the revisers will suffer terrible disasters.

In the original plot, the Holy Lord was cornered, and he ruthlessly wanted to use the power of the history books to revise history and let the demons rule the world again. In the end, it failed. With the help of Xiaoyu's hand, fate summoned the power to finally shatter the Holy Lord's plan, and the Holy Lord lost all power. If it weren't for the future, Daddy managed to resurrect it in order to use him against the demon dragon, and the Holy Lord would forever be a stone sculpture.

This is the power of fate in Jackie Chan's world, and no one can disobey his will.

As a stowaway from another world, Wang Yu thought that if he was discovered by the fate of this world, the situation might be very bad, so just in case, Wang Yu decided not to look for the history books.

Because obviously, the history books record the history of Jackie Chan's adventures in the world, even if Wang Yu gets it and brings it back to the Marvel world, it is useless, and it will not play a role in the adventure world at all. Its existence, Wang Yu believes that it is the embodiment of the fate and will of this world, so Wang Yu does not plan to die by himself, Wang Yu has not yet had the power to fight against a world, even if there is, Wang Yu will not do useless work in vain.

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"The inheritance in the Demon Scroll is really different, it only takes a few changes in the inscription to attract the power of the soul, producing so many effects that can only be produced by magic."

At this time, Wang Yu stretched out his arm, his left palm was facing upward, and various visions flashed above his hand from time to time, raging fire, cold frost and cold wind, dazzling flashes, thunder and lightning thunderbolts......

"Very good, it can actually amplify the power of qi, improve the utilization rate of soul power, the wisdom of the ancients, it is really not to be underestimated."

Wang Yu smiled and looked at all this, suddenly there was no vision in his hand, his left hand came closer, and looking at the mysterious inscription drawn in the palm of his hand, Wang Yu became more and more curious about the mystery.

Call~~

The left hand stretched out again, but this time there was no such thing as the same vision, as if it was just a wave of the hand, and it was unremarkable.

"Ah!! Oh, my God! This is where it is! ”

A piercing scream came from the wall.

An incredible scene has emerged!

Just now, Wang Yu's left hand waved, a painting hung on the wall for decoration, in the painting the woman lying on the bed Chiguo suddenly screamed, walked down from the bed in the painting, supported the painting paper behind her back, as if pushing a transparent glass, looked at Wang Yu through the oil painting with a frightened and desperate face, looking at everything in the real world, as if she had seen a nightmare.

The screams are always in the ears.

Ding dong!

Ding dong!

Ding dong! Doorbell.

"Who is it? What's the matter? ”

"Hello sir, I am a staff member of the hotel, do you need help? We have received a complaint from the room next to us that there is a loud and abnormal sound coming from your room, do you need our help? The voice of the staff asked outside the door.

"No need, I'm just watching a horror movie, and the voice accidentally turned up a little louder, I'm really sorry, I'll turn off the quiet, no problem."

Wang Yu didn't open the door, his left hand waved again, the woman's screaming voice disappeared, the oil painting quieted down, and everything returned to normal.

"Well, okay, thank you for your cooperation, if you have any questions, you can always call the help desk with the phone in your room." The staff outside the door said politely.

"I see."

Hearing Wang Yu's reply in the room, the staff got a satisfactory answer and then left here.

"Hmph, it's really a magical power, you can perform activation out of thin air, it's interesting."

After sending away the hotel staff, Wang Yu looked at the oil paintings on the wall, as if thinking about something, and muttered.

I saw an oil painting that was supposed to be an oil painting of a beautiful woman lying on the bed with a red fruit. But at this time, the beautiful woman in the painting looked frightened, looking frantically ahead, as if looking at all the people standing in front of the painting and watching the oil painting, which made people feel weird and absurd from the bottom of their hearts, and they would be horrified and even hallucinated after watching for a long time. It's as if the painting has been stained with something ominous.

Since then, the other guests staying in this room have always had various accidents, either having nightmares or complaining that they can always hear the shrill screams of women when they sleep at night, which makes everyone feel uneasy.

This made the hotel miserable, and there is a legend that there was a woman in this room who died of martyrdom, and the soul of the injustice will not be gone. There are also rumors that a woman was raped and committed suicide here, all kinds of absurd rumors,

It was not until the hotel found the anomaly of the painting and removed it from the room that it returned to normal, and all this never happened again.

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Time passed, and in the blink of an eye, the Chinese New Year was just around the corner.

Drank the last potion.

Syllable! The test tube fell to the ground and shattered.

Wang Yu's face was hideous at this time, his face was red with green tendons, his eyes were round, his breath was getting thicker and thicker, and saliva couldn't stop flowing from the corners of his mouth, as if he was enduring great pain.

If someone can see the soul power, they will find that the majestic soul power in Wang Yu's body is condensed in the heart of the chest, and the flow seems to be according to a certain law, shrinking and expanding with the rhythm of the heart.

Call! ……

The weather outside the house seemed to be affected in some way, and heavy clouds began to appear inexplicably in the bright sky, and the whole of Hong Kong fell into darkness. The hotel where Wang Yu was staying was coming to a halt, and the clouds were affected by some force, and a huge whirlpool appeared, slowly spinning.

Everyone was surprised to see this unusual scenery, and they didn't understand what was happening, and the weather forecast didn't say that there was a typhoon today.

"Huh! This breath! What a powerful gas! The old man who was in San Francisco suddenly raised his head from the book, his face was also shocked, and the sudden appearance of a powerful aura made him not know what was happening, and it didn't take long for the old man to calm down. There is no other way, the soldiers will block the water and hoard the earth, what else can they do?

"It's finally successful, the soul is planted!"

At this moment, Wang Yu in the hotel returned to normal, feeling the powerful breath of disbelief in his heart, revealing a look of ecstasy.

"Hmm!" Before he could finish laughing, Wang Yu's complexion suddenly changed, and a violent suction force came from his heart, far more powerful than the last time he recklessly used the copying magic to copy the cup of life, and the force suddenly appeared, as if he wanted to suck Wang Yu's soul in an instant.

Wang Yu had already prepared, the power of his soul moved slightly, and a curse formed in an instant, and was punched into the core of his heart, and the suction disappeared suddenly, as if it had never appeared.

"Huh......" exhaled a deep breath, relieving the shivering feeling of passing by death.

"This is just a step forward, and we can't relax yet, only when the soul seed matures can we rest for a while, and we can't slack off yet." Recalling the situation just now, Wang Yu thought expressionlessly.

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