Chapter 1 A Woman

This was a woman, covered with a white dress, but beneath the white dress, her body was scarred, with seemingly different injuries in every place, a truly shocking sight.

From Zhou Ze's professional point of view, it was a miracle that this woman was still alive.

In general gunfight movies, tragic characters, after being shot many times, can muster the last bit of their power to give a long, drawn-out flashback, repeatedly shouting, "You go!" "I won't go!" "If you don't go, I won't go either!" Finally, they pick up a gun and mow down a few enemies. This is basically impossible in reality.

People are actually very fragile.

The reason why this woman was still alive, still breathing, with slight undulations in her chest, was also related to her own special nature.

Zhou Ze walked straight over and pressed his fingernail into his palm, preparing to open the gates of hell.

"So directly?" Xu Qinglang asked from behind, "No questions asked?"

"Nothing to ask."

While the other party was still unconscious, he would grab her soul from her body and send it to hell. Perfect.

However, at this moment, the old Daoist, whom Zhou Ze had just thrown out, climbed up again and charged towards Zhou Ze.

Xu Qinglang stepped forward, reached out to block the old Daoist, and then flung him to the side. The old Daoist had just been "electrocuted" a few times by Zhou Ze's fingernails, and his body was still limp. He was no match for Xu Qinglang.

"Don't... don't do this, spare her, please spare her."

The old Daoist, lying on the side, began to plead.

But Zhou Ze remained unmoved. A strand of something like black syrup was drawn out, forming a circle.

Immediately afterward, Zhou Ze reached out, intending to grab the other party's soul from her body. Although this soul was also very weak, Zhou Ze could already feel the strength of the other party's soul.

This was a big fish, a prey far fatter than the small fish and shrimp he had caught before!

"Buzz!"

Just then, a pen suddenly floated up and stabbed directly at Zhou Ze.

Zhou Ze was quick-eyed and quick-handed. He leaned his body back slightly, dodging the pen, but the pen's real target was not Zhou Ze, but Xu Qinglang. The tip of the pen touched Xu Qinglang's throat.

Although Xu Qinglang's Adam's apple was not very obvious, at this moment, with his hands spread open, he didn't dare to move.

The woman on the ground was still closing her eyes, still unconscious, but she was controlling everything.

"Old Zhou, don't rush, don't rush!"

Xu Qinglang shouted, afraid that Zhou Ze would disregard his life and death. He knew that he was now in a life-or-death situation, no less than having someone point a gun at his temple.

However, Zhou Ze really didn't care about his life or death and grabbed at the other party's forehead.

At the same moment, the pen tip pierced into Xu Qinglang's neck, making a small hole, and blood was already flowing out.

"Uh..." Xu Qinglang felt the pain coming from his neck, but he didn't dare to reach out to grab the pen. He had a premonition that if he made a rash move, the pen would be able to pierce through his neck in an instant.

The woman didn't wake up, but to Zhou Ze, it was a silent threat.

She couldn't do anything to Zhou Ze, but she could use the lives of the people around Zhou Ze to threaten him.

"The two people who jumped off the building to their deaths were very pitiful," Zhou Ze suddenly said.

Xu Qinglang was stunned. He didn't know what Zhou Ze meant by saying this.

"You scolded me during the day for not reminding them last night and said that I had changed," Zhou Ze continued.

"Huh?" Xu Qinglang.

"So, I think you should be willing to sacrifice yourself to avenge them, right?"

"............" Xu Qinglang.

Zhou Ze suddenly covered his chest with one hand and pressed the other hand on the ground. Cold sweat began to break out on his face, and he made no other movements.

The pen also fell powerlessly to the ground. Xu Qinglang clutched the small wound on his neck, panting heavily, muttering something under his breath that couldn't be clearly heard.

The old Daoist hurriedly ran to the woman's side, checking her condition. He was a little anxious and a little dazed.

Zhou Ze glared at Xu Qinglang. He knew he shouldn't have brought him along. He had only thought that having one more person would help him find the target faster, but who would have thought that Xu Qinglang would become the other party's bargaining chip to threaten him?

Originally, Zhou Ze should have disregarded Xu Qinglang's life and death to complete his mission, but he forcibly changed his mind, and all of a sudden, a burst of pain in his chest made him feel like he was dying.

Damn it,

This is called a transaction, okay?

Is this called being conscientious?

Does this have to make me hurt this much?

Besides, who will make sour plum juice for me if he dies?

I'm just thinking for myself!

The old Daoist touched his crotch again and took out a talisman. This guy's talismans were truly inexhaustible, and he especially liked to hide them in that location. It was unknown if there was any particular significance to it.

"Big brother, I'm sorry. I have to protect this person. She finally escaped from Rong City. I can't let her fall into your hands."

The old Daoist said to Zhou Ze, holding the talisman, and finally said apologetically:

"I'm sorry."

As he spoke, the old Daoist was about to stick the talisman on Zhou Ze.

Zhou Ze suddenly raised his head, and a black gleam flashed in his eyes. However, before Zhou Ze could make a move, two figures appeared directly behind the old Daoist.

Xu Qinglang clutched his neck, but the syllables coming from his mouth began to become clearer.

The old Daoist was lifted up. When he turned his head, he discovered that a man and a woman, two empty human skins, had appeared behind him at some point. They possessed strength no less than that of ordinary people.

"Bang!"

"Crap!"

The old Daoist was thrown out again, smashing onto the tile floor.

Twisting his body, with one hand clutching his waist, the old Daoist wailed:

"My back..."

Zhou Ze slowly calmed the pain in his chest, raised his hand again. He knew that the woman in front of him was very weak. The previous resistance and stiffness were already the limit of what she could do.

"Big brother, I beg you, spare her, let us go."

"Let you go?" Xu Qinglang clutched his neck with one hand, and with the other hand, he manipulated the two puppet human skins to slowly approach the old Daoist. "Then who will settle the score for the two people who jumped off the building to their deaths?"

"We didn't kill those two people! We didn't touch them! We even wanted to save them! They wanted to die themselves!" the old Daoist explained.

"Do you think we'll believe that kind of talk?" Xu Qinglang snorted coldly.

Seeing Xu Qinglang possessed by the "Light Bringer," the old Daoist didn't look at him. Instead, he looked at Zhou Ze and pleaded:

"Big brother, she's also from our Underworld Shop, a friend of our boss. She was injured helping my boss."

The old Daoist remembered that when he first met Zhou Ze, Zhou Ze was very interested in his boss's affairs. At this time, he could only try to bring up his boss.

Zhou Ze had just placed his hand on the woman's forehead, and before he could exert any force, he stopped immediately when he heard the old Daoist's words.

A partner of that man?

The man sitting behind the Underworld Shop counter in the old Daoist's livestream video, struggling to drink porridge?

The man who reminded him of the Faceless Woman's scheme by the pool in his dream?

He owed him a favor.

"Hiss..."

His chest started to hurt again.

Zhou Ze kept taking deep breaths and then took two steps back, staggering to his feet.

Fortunately, the pain didn't last too long, but every time he made a choice that violated the principle of profit above all else, when he started to be burdened by human relationships, it would always remind him.

It was as if there was a poisonous scorpion hidden in his chest.

There was a very famous monkey cage electrocution experiment.

Perhaps, the price and purpose of having no conscience was like this: it made you form a conditioned fear and slowly changed your old "bad" habits.

"You don't really believe him, do you?" Xu Qinglang looked at Zhou Ze.

Zhou Ze waved his hand.

"Hey, no one is stupid enough to keep jumping off buildings to die. Didn't you say before..."

"I trust that guy." Zhou Ze glanced at Xu Qinglang and then looked at the old Daoist. "Take the person away. Don't appear in front of me again."

A person's reputation is like the shadow of a tree. Zhou Ze didn't believe that the successive deaths of the two lovers was caused by this woman. This woman may have participated in the Ouija board game and even taken action, but she was definitely not killing people.

Little Loli had said that the man in Rong City had played with fire and regarded himself as a judge, which led to the ban from the underworld.

Therefore, the friends of that kind of person could not be evil spirits who killed people at will. Otherwise, with that guy's personality, he would be the first to kill the woman.

This reasoning was really more credible than any so-called evidence, because even when Little Loli talked about that person, she only satirized his ignorance, but she didn't say anything about his private morals.

The old Daoist immediately clutched his waist and stood up, thanking him repeatedly, but when he came to the woman's side, he said with a bitter face:

"Big brother, we have nowhere to go. She asked me to bring her here, thinking of staying by your side, so those who are chasing her won't notice us.

If I take her away now, isn't that like a sheep walking into a tiger's mouth?"

"You... are being wanted?" Zhou Ze asked.

"Well, that's kind of the idea. In short, those guys are elusive and can pop up anywhere, in mirrors, in crowds, even in the grass, underground. We were lucky to escape all the way here."

"Then it's meaningless. Her injuries have already seriously deteriorated, and she won't last long." Zhou Ze rubbed his fingers. "Once this physical body is destroyed, if she is purely in a soul state, she will either be discovered quickly, or she will fall directly into hell."

"We went to the hospital before to try to treat her injuries, but as soon as we entered the ward, the doctor, who seemed very normal, took off his clothes and turned into a hideous creature trying to kill us."

The old Daoist said with a troubled expression,

"It was only these last two days, after moving near you, that we were a little more at peace."

"I can't help you." Zhou Ze shrugged.

He admired the man from Rong City, and he had exchanged the favor he owed him for turning a blind eye this time. He was unwilling to create any more complications, or next time Little Loli would lead a group of ghost messengers and kill their way to his bookstore.

At this moment, the pen that had fallen to the ground suddenly stood up. Xu Qinglang's expression changed, revealing a look of vigilance.

But the pen only wrote a few words on the ground:

"Save me, give you heart."

Seeing these words, Zhou Ze's eyes immediately narrowed.

"Shameless little bitch!

How confident is this woman in her appearance? You expect someone to give you their heart just for saving you?"

Xu Qinglang taunted from the side, "No matter how pretty you were before, you're a ghoul now. No idiot would want your heart!"

"I would."

"What?" Xu Qinglang was stunned, looking at Zhou Ze. It was as if at this moment, Xu Qinglang finally saw Zhou Ze clearly. Doctor Lin was so beautiful, yet he could pass by her house three times without entering. So it turned out he had this kind of taste.

"Big brother, didn't you just say there was nothing you could do?" the old Daoist asked puzzledly from the side.

"Oh, I forgot. I just remembered that in my previous life, I was the best surgeon in Tong City."