Chapter 3 Lottery, Midnight Ghost Press

The gauze was opened, and Su Han was suddenly surprised to find that the wound that had just been scratched before had disappeared at some point.

It's like it never happened.

"This ...... How can it be? ”

"Was everything before all an illusion?"

However, he glanced at the gray dust turned by the Thunder King on the ground, and immediately knew that everything before was definitely not an illusion.

"Is this what it means to be a surprise? Just to get my wounds healed? What kind of surprise is this? ”

Su Han couldn't complain, what about the surprise?

But faintly, he seemed to feel that his hands were a little different, and as for what was different, he couldn't say what was different.

At this time, the black mobile phone vibrated for a moment, Su Han hurriedly took it out and took a look, and found that it was a prompt for the completion of optional task three:

[The task is completed, and a chance to draw a lottery will be rewarded, is it time to draw a lottery?] 】

Su Han was overjoyed, he was very interested in this lottery opportunity, he didn't know what he could draw, did he have a magic weapon? Or you can do a set of exercises!

But how?

There's no button to confirm or deny, Nima......

"Confirm the lottery, but how can I be sure?" Su Han complained.

As soon as the words fell, a turntable immediately appeared on the black phone, and the turntable was densely packed with symbols, and there were no pictures or anything.

There is a word 'lottery' in the center of the turntable, and just above the word lottery, there is a red symbol, Su Han guessed that what enters the red symbol should be the thing drawn.

Su Han immediately realized: "Is it voice?" Or direct telepathy? However, the lottery wheel let me start personally, but it is humane, so that I can also test my luck. ”

Without hesitation, he pointed his finger at the 'lottery', and the wheel turned from slow to fast.

When the turntable is so fast that it is dazzling, it slowly slows down again.

"You must have a good thing, preferably an exercise, it really doesn't work, it's okay to have a magic weapon."

Su Han has also been in the second middle school, and once fantasized about cultivating immortals or fighting the sword world.

I didn't dare to think about it before, but now the black phone I got seems to be a bit extraordinary, I don't know if I can realize my wish?

I saw that the speed of the turntable was getting slower and slower, and finally, a symbol that Su Han couldn't understand at all stopped inside the red symbol and overlapped with the red symbol.

Immediately, the black phone vibrate, and a prompt box appeared: [Draw the broken parchment paper (probability of drawing: 1 in 6,000)]

"What?" Su Han was stunned for a moment, and before he could react, he saw the black mobile phone screen flash, and a shabby yellow parchment appeared in his hand.

This scene made Su Han's heart beat a lot faster: "It actually came out directly with a real thing?" What exactly is a black phone? Black technology? Magic weapon? Or is it really a system? ”

"But isn't the system directly in the head?"

Su Han looked at the prompt box of the black phone again, and was a little surprised in his heart: "The probability of winning this parchment is one in six thousand, is this chance big or small?" ”

He hurriedly opened the parchment, only to see that it was densely packed with mysterious words, words he had never seen before.

However, when he concentrated on the words, he was surprised to find that he could understand the meaning of the words.

"Could it be that this is a legendary divine text?"

Su Han has read a lot of novels, and in the books he always says that the words of the gods can be understood even if he doesn't know them, but he can't learn them.

Now the words on this parchment seem to be like this, I don't know it, but I can understand it, how weird and weird it is.

Taking a deep breath, Su Han tried to calm himself down and carefully read the words on the parchment.

Soon, he knew what was written on the parchment.

"Yin God Pupil Technique?"

Su Han's pupils shrank.

What is recorded on the parchment is a kind of pupil technique, and after successful cultivation, you can see through the two worlds of yin and yang, and see the cycle of life and death.

Su Han's heart was pounding, but this heartbeat was only three seconds, and he sadly found that this 'Yin God Pupil Technique' was incomplete, and a large part of the parchment was missing.

In other words, the cultivation secret method was extremely incomplete, and at least two-thirds of the content was missing.

But fortunately, although it is incomplete, it seems that it can still be cultivated, but the pupil technique cultivated in this way can see things that ordinary people can't see at most, such as ghosts.

Another point is that this incomplete Yin God Pupil Technique can only be practiced for half an hour every day when the sun is about to set at dusk, and at other times the cultivation has no effect, or the effect is not good.

Only at dusk when the sun is about to set for half an hour, when yin and yang alternate, can the cultivated Yin God Pupil Technique exert the best effect.

"In other words, you can only practice for half an hour a day?"

Su Han was speechless, what can he cultivate in half an hour?

And as far as he knew, the more powerful the exercises, the more difficult it was to cultivate, and it would take years of cultivation to be successful.

Half an hour a day, I don't know what year or month it will take to succeed in cultivating!

Su Han immediately had nothing to love, and went back to the room to lie down speechlessly.

The black phone screen has been turned off, Su Han has played around it, and found that he can indeed use his mind to control this mobile phone simply.

But it's just to open or read text messages and lottery draws, and it's really too few functions for black phones.

After the completion of optional task three, the first two optional tasks have disappeared, and it seems that only one task is needed.

"I wonder when there will be a mission?" Su Han was a little looking forward to it.

Tossing and turning on the bed, Su Han didn't know when he fell asleep.

In the middle of the night, Su Han vaguely felt that there was someone in front of the bed, and he tried to open his eyes, but found that his body was completely uncontrollable and could not fully wake up.

"Ghost press?" Su Han was shocked.

If it was before, this kind of thing was not a big deal, but not long ago, the various strange events encountered after picking up the black phone made him feel that this world was not as simple as he imagined.

Moreover, in the past, the ghost press bed was almost always during the day, or when there was a harsh eyeline.

But now in the middle of the night the ghost presses......

From the gap in his eyes, Su Han vaguely felt that someone was moving around him, and a soft murmur seemed to sound in his ears, but he couldn't hear what it was.

……

Su Han sat up from the bed suddenly, and when he was sweating profusely, he found that the sky was already bright, and the warm sunlight shone in through the window, which made the temperature in the bedroom rise a lot.

"Whew, it turned out to be a dream, it scared me to death!"

Su Han breathed a sigh of relief and was about to get up, but the next moment his pupils shrank, and he saw many footprints on the floor in the bedroom.

Those footprints were very strange, there were adults and children......

The main thing is that those footprints are clearly not shoeed, and the footprints seem to be formed in black ash, like ...... Ashes after the paper money is burned!

Su Han immediately broke out in a cold sweat again, and his mind flashed back to the task from last night, the strange ritual, and the ghost press bed in the middle of the night.

"Is this what the black phone calls 'fright more than surprise'?"