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There was indeed a small bottle hanging from the top of the tree. Inside the bottle were a few drops of fresh looking blood, and I thought in my heart that it must be the blood that Brother Zhu Jun cut outside when he was not here just now. I took a closer look and smelled that the blood was indeed fresh, and I could not help but sigh at Big Brother's care and consideration.

I bit open my thumb, then I mixed Zhu Jun's blood with my own blood and dripped it onto Zhong Kui's sword.

A bright yellow light suddenly shot out from my hand, accompanied by a sizzling sound. It sounded like the sound of a metal being cast into cold water. That sound sounded extremely satisfying.

After a long while, I still couldn't see the figure of that swindler. I even suspected that he was afraid that I would use Zhong Kui's sword to hurt him, so he ran away early on …

I placed Zhong Kui's sword on the ground. Due to eating the dried up bones and raw flowers, I slowly felt my body heating up, probably because I was trying to dissolve the feeling of the zombie's blood. My hands were also trembling non-stop, and the blood that dripped onto my sword was automatically dispelled.

Bolts of lightning suddenly streaked across the sky, followed by the rolling thunder. Could it be that it was going to rain heavily?

My sword is still in the process of being reforged. In the end, due to the heavy rain, it was forged just right. Finally, my sword is about to emerge from the martial arts world!

I took the sword and walked back to Zhu Junzhong. At this moment, the blood in my body had also become very clean. However, Zhu Jun had left me forever.

At first, I thought that he would suddenly stand before me again, as he did on the day of his death, but this time, he never did. I put my hand to his nose again. There was no breath there, and my lips were purple. Without him, I would never have been able to get the sword worth anything. Now that he was dead, and the swindler was nowhere to be found, it was truly annoying.

I buried Big Brother Zhu Jun next to Zhu Long. After all, they were two brothers, and even though they were unhappy while they were alive, I could still see the sadness in Big Brother Zhu Jun's heart after he died.

The next day, I helped my brother clean up the house, then called my mother.

"Hello mama? "I'll be back in a month or two …"

I plan to return in a month or two. Now that my zombie blood has been removed, I can go back and fulfill my promise to the good. I want to marry her and make her the happiest woman in the world!

The reason why I roamed the world for so many years was because I wanted to earn more money. However, after working hard for so long, I realized that people are too realistic. I spent all of my fare on this trip, and I plan to help the people around here get rid of some weird things or some cases, but it's not a problem for me to raise a family and make a living, but to make a fortune, okay, I'm not thinking about it, after all, those who make a fortune are all people who want to do some unknown things, and it's not a fair and honorable thing, so no matter what I don't want it, I can't take it.

I lived at my brother's house, and the neighbors called me Great Mage Zhong because I had helped a lot of people in the past two months, and I was the one who took care of all their funerals. One day, I even saw the cowherd I met when I first came up the mountain.

He asked me if I had found the person I was looking for, and I told him I had, and he asked if I was going to live here all the time, but my answer was reluctant, because I still had people I wanted to see and people I wanted to repay, so of course I wouldn't stay here forever, just because he was in such a good mood that I didn't want to spoil it.

After weeks of being treated as a "hard nut to crack" disease by our neighbors, there was also a time when I would wonder why there were so many troubles in this world that would harass people's leisurely life in the human world. Later on, I would come to realize that all of this was just a cycle of karma, and that everyone had to go through it for the rest of their lives, and it was inevitable.

Then I got a letter from a neighbor saying that her child had been "crazy" and quarreling for the last few nights, but in the daytime she acted like a normal person. They took her to the hospital a few times and found nothing wrong with her, not even a child psychiatrist.

I asked him why he was looking for me. The neighbor told me that he had heard of my "superb talent". Coincidentally, this was the first time in his life that he was praised like this.

Since I had just moved here, I didn't know much about the specific situation of her child. When I first met her at home, I could tell that she was a very smart little girl who brought tea and water, and when I saw that she was ready to leave in the afternoon, I told her father that there was nothing abnormal about her, that she had probably lost her temper before, that it was normal for her to be unhappy, and that children would always make a ruckus before they went to bed.

But her father wouldn't let me go. He told me that in the evening it would be very unusual and that I had to stay. I saw her father's face filled with worry. Who wouldn't feel sorry for him? Since we were good neighbors, I decided to help her to the end, so it was only natural for me to stay with her for the night.

At night, I wanted to go to the toilet, but on my way to the toilet, I found an unusual cat.

I knocked on the neighbor's door. Cat was a powerful creature at night, you know. He asked when his cat was raised, and as I spoke, the cat kept looking at me with its bright eyes.

"I didn't raise it for long. My daughter saw that it was a stray cat last summer and was injured, so she brought it back home."

I thought there might be a connection between the fact that the cat had only just arrived at her house and that her daughter had been ill since the beginning of spring.

I went to the bathroom and went back to my room. After tossing and turning for a long time, I couldn't fall asleep. Suddenly, the door to my bedroom was knocked on.

I looked toward the door of the room, which was slowly opening, and gradually, as I did not see anything behind the door, I thought it must be the wind, so I ignored it and prepared to lie down to sleep, but after a while I heard a soft cat's cry, and I felt something strange, so I got up again.

As I had expected, the stray cat from their house snuck into my room. I wanted to carry him out, but he refused to obey me, which made me sleepy, so I rummaged through my suitcase and stuffed him into a small wooden box. When I had dealt with everything, I thought he would never argue again, but when I turned around, the little girl was standing straight in front of me.

Her face was pale, her eyes lifeless, and from the angle of her lips I could see that she hated me now, as if she were asking me if I had hidden her cat.

Instinctively, I avoided her eyes. Instead, I looked at her with a strange expression on my face. Why didn't you sleep and come to my room? " I asked about her first.

I didn't expect her to not even listen to me as she wailed in front of me and pounded her chest. I started to panic, thinking, this is the end, she's not going to go crazy again like her father said, is she? I was the one who provoked him!

"Don't cry, what's wrong? Tell big brother, big brother will help you." I tried to comfort her.

She cried more and more and finally succeeded in drawing her father to her.

"What's the matter, Kiki, what's the matter with you?" Zhong Xin, what's going on? " her father asked me.

I didn't know how to answer him, but I told her father exactly what I'd seen. Her father trusted me and wanted me to help him find the cause.

The girl had been "abusing" herself ever since she started to cry, pulling her hair, coughing, and thumping her chest so hard we couldn't stop her.

So I started to think about it.

Could she have been pestered by filth? It was impossible to find out about this in a hospital. Thinking of me, I grabbed her hand, then slapped her hard on the shoulder, knocking her out.

"Zhong Xin, what are you doing?" Her father looked at me quizzically.

I explained to her father that I suspected that her daughter had been possessed by a ghost, so in order to hold her life, I had to knock her out.

By the way, I told her father that I was very suspicious of the stray cat.

Finally, her father was willing to tell me the truth.

It turned out that this little girl was naturally intelligent, cute, and had good manners. However, just a month after the beginning of spring this year, her temperament had changed drastically. She neither liked to make people sad nor did she constantly make her parents sad.

As we were talking, the stray cat that I had locked up broke the lock, and I didn't see it run out, but the moment it did, its eyes lit up as if it were hating me for locking it up, and then it let out a few consecutive barks, which were like the wails of a baby a few months old and sent chills up one's spine.

I went over to see if he would continue to scream. I reached out to lift him out, but he suddenly screamed even louder, and he threw himself directly at my face. Luckily, I reacted quickly and dodged him so quickly that I could still clearly smell the scent of his fur as I dodged him.

I walked away, ready for a good night's sleep, and the little girl was carried away by her father, though she was still crying and making noise as she went.

The next morning, I got up early, after all, at someone else's house, and getting up too late always felt rude. To be more precise, I didn't know if I had slept or not last night!

Since I was in bed last night, I feel like I've been through something. I don't know if it was in a dream, but it's like I've been through it myself.