Chapter 66

"You're playing... Trio?"

Looking at the bookshop owner and the woman in white wrestling on the ground, he glanced at Xu Qinglang, who was standing on the side, holding a large handful of seal characters. Cheng Hao's face showed a look of fun.

Although it was rookies pecking at each other, it was the first time he saw this scene.

Seeing Cheng Hao come in, Xu Qinglang put away the seal script in his hand, and then patted the bookshop owner who pressed on the woman in white.

"Xu Le, get up, there are professionals coming."

The young bookshop owner named Xu Le looked at Xu Qinglang in surprise. After the other party nodded and confirmed, he stood up hesitantly, but his movements were not lax. His black nails, like blade like nails, tugged at the arm of the woman in white, looking like he would never let go.

"Shangcha is really a heartless man. He touched people and despised them. He poked them with that terrible and ferocious thing, which made them still hurt and broke their skin. As a result, they turned around and refused to accept their account, and they were angry because of their original marriage."

The woman in white tearfully said to herself, sad and miserable, and then with her now almost into the cloth of the white skirt, more obvious I still feel pity.

I'm afraid this look of pity for most men has great lethality. However, Cheng Hao, who can see through the nature of the other party's zombies at a glance, turns a blind eye to this and instead focuses on the bookstore owner.

"I haven't seen you for a few days. Have you been a ghost?"

"Temporary, just temporary workers!" The bookstore owner's eyes slightly shrunk, some embarrassed shook his head.

Cheng Hao smiles and puts his eyes on the woman in white.

"It has to be at least a hundred years old for this evil spirit of the whole body? Where did you dig the grave? "

The bookstore owner looked at Cheng Hao helplessly, then pointed to Xu Qinglang, "you have to ask him, this female corpse is his wife!"

"Oh?"

Now Cheng Hao is really surprised, playing so much? Necrophilia?

"Don't listen to him!"

Xu Qinglang's face turned red. He quickly came to explain. After a long time, Cheng Hao nodded his head.

"That is to say, the ghost of this female corpse has gone to the underworld, leaving such a corpse for you to burn at some time next year. But as a result, the female corpse was also born with wisdom. She was unwilling to wait for death, so she resisted? "

"That's right, brother Cheng. It's just such a thing. How do you deal with her?" Xu Qinglang quickly nodded and asked.

"Since wisdom has been born, keep it!"

Cheng Hao nodded, just a little zombie with intelligence just born, which was not a threat. After contact with the demon clan in the Yang god world, he did not have too much resistance to the alien.

"But after all, this is a zombie with a spirit of evil spirit for 200 years. If it gets out of control in the future, I'm afraid that all the living creatures within tens of miles around will suffer." Xu Le, the owner of the bookstore, frowned. It seemed that he wanted to solve the female corpse in front of him once and for all. It was the best to kill it directly.

"You have a point."

Cheng Hao looks flat, his eyes swept over the bookstore owner, and his tone is somewhat indifferent.

"Xu Le is not your real name, is it? What is your real name

"My real name?"

The bookstore owner is stiff after hearing the speech. After a little silence, he looks at Cheng Hao without blinking.

"Zhou Ze, my name is Zhou Ze!"

Zhou Ze?

Cheng Hao glanced at each other thoughtfully. There was a little white light in his left eye. The power of Qi above the other's head was really in his eyes.

A wisp, only a wisp of thumb thick black air force, let alone the air transport dragon, even the air transport condensation molding can not be achieved.

"Is this the main character? How can I feel that my luck is not much better than mine? " Although

's heart Tucao Zhou Ze, the suspected hero's low luck, is somewhat pitiful, but somehow he has a dark and cool feeling in Cheng Hao's heart. Even the leading character make complaints about the world so miserable. It seems that Cheng Hao is not too bad.

"No wonder his luck is so small. The wild leading character named Zhou Ze died more than once. This time is not the first time that he has used a corpse to revive his soul. It seems that many deaths have consumed most of his Qi power."

After learning about Zhou Ze's details, Cheng Hao canceled the magic power of his left eye. He didn't want to know how the other side died and how he was revived. He didn't want to know about the messy causes and effects involved in it.

After straightening out the relationship between several people in front of him, Cheng Hao doesn't talk nonsense at the moment. He raises his hand and points to the eyebrow of the female corpse in white.

The face of the female corpse in white shows the color of panic. Her figure is constantly struggling. Her graceful posture is like a willow branch swaying in the spring wind, full of endless charm.

However, Cheng Hao was not moved at all. The next second, the power of the spirit went down the index finger into the eyebrow of the female corpse, turning into a small whirlpool of soul and gently pulling it out of the sea of knowledge!Then, a thread of something similar to a red earthworm is pulled out from the eyebrow of the female corpse. Cheng Hao holds it in his palm, some warm, some moist, and not slippery in autumn.

This is the soul blood of zombies. Zombies are not in the five elements, they are not in samsara, and they have no soul. But since they can produce wisdom, there must be soul blood. This is also the core of zombies. Without soul blood, there is no difference between zombies and walking dead.

"Don't kill me, don't kill me!"

Seeing that more than half of the soul blood was forcibly extracted by a mysterious man, the female corpse who was still struggling was paralyzed on the ground. She experienced the evil spirit of the earth for more than 200 years before she was born with wisdom. She really didn't want to die like this.

Any intelligent life has a survival instinct, even if she is just a zombie, but it is no exception.

He put the soul blood in his coat pocket. Cheng Hao squatted on the ground and looked at the white female corpse curled up on the floor. He had to say that although the female corpse was full of yin and evil spirit, it did not look good. In fact, it was pure with a trace of charm. Now he was lying on the ground pitifully, giving people a pleasure after wantonly insulting.

"What's your name?"

"The white warbler."

"White whining?"

Cheng Hao frowned. For some reason, he was suddenly a little agitated. Suddenly, he felt an impulse to kill the whining monster in front of him.

Taking a deep breath, Cheng Hao stood up and was about to ask Xu Qinglang to prepare breakfast for him when his body suddenly became stiff. Then, a smile of Joy came out on his face.

In Cheng Hao's induction, an invisible force lingers on him. This power is similar to incense, but it has no idea of incense. It has complex defects and is similar to the merits and virtues in myths and legends.

However, the power of virtue is not pure and has a dark attribute. Maybe it is more appropriate to call it Yin virtue.

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