All furniture and dead things fall in love with me [Rebirth]

Chapter 37

It is not without the ability to see the future, but this one is different, it seems that you can only see the bad future, not the good one.

And looking at his grandfather's performance, it was as if he had traveled through time and space and been to the scene.

Unbelievable.

But if you think about it, if everything about rebirth can happen, what can’t happen?

This painting is also very easy to explain, just like the previous space power, at first it could only be used by people with the power, and then it was used in the space station, and gradually the space ring came out.

In fact, it is a medium that allows people to see things in the future, or to travel to the future with spiritual power.

As for why he could be awakened, it was easy to understand. Just like the awakening of the fire ability is generally related to fire, this painting must also be related to their ability, which made him awaken that ability at a glance.

Because the power is too great, it can't be easily accepted. Many supernatural beings are like this. If the awakening is successful, they are strong, but if the awakening fails, they die. Therefore, something happened to his body, and he had a high fever. It took a few days to recover.

Although the person is normal, his personality has changed drastically, and the symptoms are exactly the same as those of mental illness. The originally lively and enthusiastic person suddenly becomes indifferent to others, estranged from others, withdrawn and out of gregariousness, lives as he pleases, does not observe discipline, and treats others as he pleases. Nothing is as exciting as it used to be.

Emotions also become indifferent, indifferent to relatives, not interested in things around, often lose their temper for some trivial things, laugh or cry inexplicably.

Behavior is getting more and more weird, he likes to be in a daze and walks alone, it is difficult for ordinary people to communicate with him.

It was also for this reason that when Song Chen was there, his parents kept him secret, which made him even more extreme, and almost did something irreparable.

To be honest, Song Rui still had a shadow of this room, and his hands were trembling when he opened the door.

"You wait for me outside, I'll go in by myself." He threw Erbai to the general, and walked in alone.

The door behind him closed, and the room was suddenly pitch black. Although I didn't look at it, the things in the room seemed to be engraved in my mind, clear and transparent.

At that time, his grandfather was dying, and his family carried him to the middle of the main room. Incense was lit all around, the smoke was lingering, and the dense air filled the top of his head. At first glance, he thought he was worshiping the dead.

Song Rui was caught off guard and frightened.

Let him recall the appearance at that time, he still has a little palpitation, but he will no longer avoid it, let alone be afraid.

"Let me see the situation at that time." He wanted to catch up with the man who brought him into the house, to see what his purpose was, and why did he want to kill him?

Snapped!

Song Rui turned on the light, and the pattern that filled the whole room came into view instantly.

This house has been sealed for some years, the corners of the wallpaper are rolled up, the ceiling is covered with spider webs, some limestone has fallen off, and the patterns have become pitted and incomplete. This is probably the reason, the power is much smaller, at least Did not bring him into that state again.

Song Rui observed carefully, and used memory to fill in the incomplete parts of the lines. The closer to perfection, the greater the pressure he was under, and his head buzzed as if it had exploded.

"Ah!!!" Song Rui hugged his head and cried out in pain. When he opened his eyes, he found that his surroundings had changed.

Sure enough, as he expected, the pattern was similar to the space ring, and both belonged to an intermediate medium. Through the ring, one could enter the space, and through the pattern, one could see the future.

He moved his fingers, feeling unreal, as if the world was fake.

No, it's not that the world is fake, it's that he is fake, this is not seeing the future, but spiritual power coming to the future.

Song Rui saw his hands go through the snowflakes, like water, he could see it but couldn't touch it.

It turned out to be like this, the grandfather he saw when he was a child was real, similar to a time ability, speeding up the time around him, making his time one step faster than others, catching up with tomorrow's people, and talking to tomorrow's people.

Although this kind of supernatural ability is too bizarre, it also has flaws. Human beings are a kind of physical thing, and they can't get through it, so they can only use their mental power.

In other words, if he understands this function, he can not only speed up time, but also go back in time, maybe he can go back to the past and listen to what his parents said to him before they died?

As for where he is now, Song Rui didn't know. He walked in the direction of his house according to his memory. After walking about a few steps, it seemed like he had walked 1000 meters, and he arrived at the door of Song's house all at once.

Pushing open the heavy door, Song Rui saw the crowd coming and going. It seemed that the time was when his grandfather was holding a funeral, and there were many guests at home.

Dad's face was heavy, and he stared straight at little Song Rui in the corner. Song Rui was like a doll when he was a child.

His mother came to pull him, but he knocked him down with one hand, with a disgusted and distant expression on his face.

His mother was stunned, unable to believe it.

Song Rui was also stunned, this was the first time he looked at himself from the perspective of a bystander, as if he was really sick.

It's not like treating your own relatives at all, more like a guest.

His mother was at a loss, and looked at his father as if asking for help. His father sighed, "Don't worry about him, let him go by himself."

So little Song Rui ran away, stepped on the mud all the way to the back garden, sat down on the rusty swing, swayed once and for all, singing ethereal songs.

The sky was getting darker and darker, and the clouds seemed to be just overhead, and the atmosphere was overwhelming.

Little Song Rui was still swinging on the swing, the iron chain rattled, like the laughter of a devil, he seemed to be unconscious, immersed in his own world.

The nannies and housekeepers were looking for him everywhere, and the young master and the young master echoed endlessly.

Song Rui walked over, "They are looking for you."

He also didn't understand his mood at that time, maybe it was too long ago, or he was in the middle, so he couldn't understand it at all, and now he realizes how annoying he is from a different angle.

The clucking sound stopped abruptly, and little Song Rui stopped the swing, his shoes were in the mud, and he looked at him with empty eyes.

"Don't talk to me if your IQ is below [-]."

"..." Damn child, I want to beat you.

Song Rui had no choice but to give up on him and go to other places. He originally wanted to call the housekeeper over, but it seemed that no one could see him except those who had awakened that power.

Seeing the passing of minutes and seconds, Song Rui focused on his father, and his father had also awakened that ability, maybe he could see him.

His father avoided the crowd and went to the backyard alone. There was light snow in the sky, and there were thin footprints on the ground. His father walked in a hurry, and finally came to grandpa's room.

After hesitating for a moment, he pressed his hand on the door.

"Don't go in." Song Rui was taken aback and blocked the door, but his father still supported the door as if he didn't see it.

This man is well maintained, still young and handsome, but there are obvious dark circles under his eyes, but Song Rui, who was still young at the time, didn't notice it at all.

He is still immersed in his own world, unmoved by the outside world, while others are worrying about him.

It turned out that his father didn't awaken that power from the beginning, it was because of him that he chose to enter the house and awaken that power.

He probably wanted to research a solution, but unexpectedly, he picked himself up.

Song Rui was at a loss, wanted to hold his father, but passed his hand through him, and watched his father walk in.

The bright light in the room was so strong that the person who was illuminated could not open his eyes. When he came back to his senses, the person had returned to reality and was standing in front of the wall.

The cool thing rolled down his face, Song Rui realized it later, and found out that it was tears when he touched it.

He actually - cried?

Although he didn't want to admit it, he had already lost the emotions that a normal person should have. Even with a smile on his face, he was indifferent in his heart.

Are you crying now?

Even he himself felt a little unbelievable.

"What's wrong?" The general seemed to have noticed the movement, pushed open the door and walked in.

"It's okay." Song Rui wiped away tears and turned his back, "To destroy these patterns, it is an opportunity to awaken that kind of power."

"That's it." The general took a few glances, and found that it was only slightly distorted and gloomy, not as magical as Song Rui said, "It's a very ordinary painting."

There are many structures in this painting. The average person’s brain cannot read them all, and will miss many details. A complete painting is also incomplete, so it is impossible to enter that state.

"Yeah." Song Rui found a stick and scribbled on the wall.

It has been in disrepair for a long time, and it has been closed for a long time. The damp spreads, and the paintings on the wall are easy to spend.

He scratched a few strokes randomly, and a large piece of wallpaper fell off the wall, and a copy of the already incomplete picture was even more incomplete, but this picture has been sealed in his mind, and he will never forget it. He wants to study it in his mind. , until you can freely manipulate the power of time and go back to the past.

Is it too late to fill in the vacancies that were not filled before?

There is also the matter of his rebirth. I always feel that it is related to this pattern. Maybe there is no rebirth, but the future is ahead of schedule. Of course, it is only a possibility.

This inference is still too bold and has no basis.

"Song Rui." The general seemed to have just realized, "You're not wearing glasses."

"Yeah." Song Rui turned cold, "Don't talk to me if your IQ is below [-]."

"..."

The general took [-] points of damage.