As An Immortal, I Only Learn Forbidden Skills-Novel2



As they approached, singing suddenly came from the side room. 

The song was long and melodious. 

The song continued, but they clearly did not hear the lyrics from outside the room. 

"Ning Caichen, are you cold?" 

They arrived at an ordinary room. There was nothing unusual about the interior. 

Sikong Wuyuan hugged his arms and rubbed them. He was freezing. 

Jiang Ming did not feel anything as he sized up Sikong Wuyuan. 

"Are you cold? The temperature in this room is quite normal." 

He felt that Sikong Wuyuan was a little strange. 

Just as Jiang Ming was thinking about it, he noticed that Sikong Wuyuan had some red spots on his body. 

Sikong Wuyuan did not seem to notice it and continued to scratch the spots. 

"Didn't you notice something spreading on your body?" 

Sikong Wuyuan was confused for a moment. Then, he looked at his palm. It was full of red spots. 

This was something he had never experienced before. 

"What is this? I've never had these before." 

Sikong Wuyuan examined himself carefully, his hand touching the red spots. 

Seeing the red spots, he inexplicably felt a little irritated. 

"Don't touch them. These red spots might be related to this room." 

Jiang Ming quickly stopped Sikong Wuyuan. However, the latter suddenly felt an intense pain. He could not help but say with a worried look, "These red spots seem to have fused with my skin." 

"Don't worry; let me take a look." 

Jiang Ming was still calm, but he could not help but complain in his heart. 

When did these red spots appear? 

While Jiang Ming was watching, Sikong Wuyuan noticed something small coming over. 

He raised his hand to block it. It was not injured at all. It crawled into Sikong Wuyuan's body. 

Sikong Wuyuan felt as if a small hole had opened up in his body, and something had entered it. 

"I…" 

He opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but his head was buzzing with pain. 

Then, he realized that he could not control himself anymore. He looked down again, and his own hand was aimed at Jiang Ming. 

Jiang Ming was quite agile and tied Sikong Wuyuan up. 

Sikong Wuyuan looked at the rope and suspected that Jiang Ming always had a rope with him. 

"You've been possessed again." 

Jiang Ming looked at Sikong Wuyuan sympathetically. 

He felt that Sikong Wuyuan knew what he was talking about. 

Sikong Wuyuan was speechless. action

No one could be this unlucky. 

"But you're still fortunate. At least you've kept your consciousness for now." 

Jiang Ming saw Sikong Wuyuan's troubled expression and comforted him. 

Sikong Wuyuan became sad. 

Then, Sikong Wuyuan noticed that his body was moving again. 

lightsΝοvεl ƈοm He took a step forward and flew toward Jiang Ming, throwing out one punch after another. 

However, these punches did not hit Jiang Ming. Jiang Ming countered them. 

Sikong Wuyuan dodged, feeling frustrated. 

He could not control his own body, and he did not want to end up hurting Ning Caichen. 

He tried to break out of the enchantment, but it was still impossible. Even the spiritual energy in his body did not listen to him and kept imprisoning him. lights

Sikong Wuyuan was furious. 

He was someone who had experienced so much, but he could not even handle a mere possession? 

Jiang Ming took the opportunity to get behind Sikong Wuyuan and stabbed him in the back of his neck. Sikong Wuyuan immediately regained some control of himself. 

Then, an invisible thing suddenly appeared on his body. 

The invisible thing hurriedly scuttled forward, and no one could detect it at all. 

However, Jiang Ming saw it clearly. 

He knew that the invisible thing had Sikong Wuyuan under its control. He took a step forward and pulled the invisible thing back. 

With this pull, the invisible thing immediately revealed its original face. 

He was a weird male creature! 

The most eye-catching thing was his teeth, which were yellow. He was wearing tattered clothes. 

He had the face of a sharp-mouthed gills monkey and had two ears on his head. 

In order to prevent this creature from doing anything to him and Sikong Wuyuan, Jiang Ming tied him up. 

"Let me go. Be careful. I'll kill you later!" 

Sikong Wuyuan asked coldly, "Who are you? You look neither human nor ghost." 

The creature was hit where it hurt. He glared at Sikong Wuyuan and said, "I am the monkey god of the Xiaguo Kingdom. Logically speaking, a new resident like you should be respectful to us." 

"Us? Do you have any companions with you?" 

His words made Jiang Ming and Sikong Wuyuan wary. 

They looked around and soon found another creature like the first one. 

He was transparent, but he was pulled out by Jiang Ming to reveal his true form. 

"My brother, I was still discovered." 

The other monkey god hugged the monkey god from before, his eyes filled with tears. 

"What are you crying for? If it weren't for you, would I have been restrained by these humans?" 

Then, the first monkey god laughed out loud. 

"You will never be able to catch me. We will meet again if fate allows it." 

After saying this, the monkey god immediately left with his brother. 

Where did the two of them go? 

Sikong Wuyuan then looked around carefully, but he still could not find the monkey god. 

Then, they continued to walk forward, but they were always on guard, afraid that the monkey god and his brother would make a comeback. 

The second room was slightly better than the first, but there was some strange furniture. 

Jiang Ming noticed a painting on the wall and touched it. Then, he heard a third person's voice. 

"Don't touch me. I'm not someone you can touch." 

Jiang Ming was dumbfounded. He looked around. He had no idea who the third person was. 

Then, he made a bold guess. 

Could it be that this painting was talking? 

In the end, he looked at the painting and asked, "Is that you who's talking?" 

Sikong Wuyuan could not help but laugh. "Ning Caichen, are you playing the fool? How can this painting talk?" 

However, at this moment, he suddenly heard some voices. 

"Hmph, you're really rude. Why can't I speak?" 

Sikong Wuyuan realized something. He looked at the painting in horror and said to Jiang Ming, "I think you're right. It can really talk!" 

"I think it might not be what the painting said. It might be that someone is tricking us using this painting." 

Jiang Ming immediately changed his mind and began to look for that person again. 

Then, he heard some additional sounds. 

"There's no need to look for me. I'm not a human at all. I'm this painting. If you don't believe me, then forget it."