Chapter 376 Boss Zhou's Pen Pal

A single bug wasn't enough to satisfy his craving.

It was just a little appetizer.

Zhou Ze waved his hand at the clown, as if signaling to a waiter that it was time to bring on the main course.

The clown began to retreat, but the bookstore was only so big; where could he go?

So, he made the bookstore vanish, transforming it into a desolate desert, with Zhou Ze and him standing on a small oasis, less than two hundred square meters in size.

All around, sand flowed and churned, carrying a scorching heat.

The clown tried to run, but as soon as his foot landed, the sand in front of him transformed into a high wall, blocking his way.

The wall was very high, blotting out the sky and the sun.

Zhou Ze stood where he was,

hands on his hips,

watching the clown struggle.

The clown transformed the area again, turning it into a bustling street, with him and Zhou Ze right in the middle of it.

However, when he tried to hide in the crowd, the flow of people suddenly became incredibly dense; some were walking, some were crawling. Even if he wanted to squeeze through, he couldn't find a gap!

If he tried to run over their heads, as soon as he jumped, countless hands would reach up from below, grabbing him and tossing him back to where he started.

He still couldn't escape.

No matter how he changed the scenery,

he couldn't get out!

Zhou Ze tilted his head, eyes half-closed. He wasn't in a hurry to act, but rather watched the clown perform his job with amusement.

If he could leave,

he would have left already.

The problem was,

there was an idiot.

The scene,

returned to the most primitive chaos.

Under the clown's and Zhou Ze's feet was a gray ground, and all around them was complete darkness.

Above their heads,

a giant character "封" (feng - seal) floated.

The clown was desperate; he couldn't escape.

Seeing that he had given up, Zhou Ze lost interest. He slowly walked over, and strands of black mist spread out from his body, sealing the clown's limbs.

Therefore, even as he drew closer, the clown stood there, unable to move.

Zhou Ze reached out,

and removed the mask from the clown's face.

Beneath the mask,

was an extremely alluring face.

This made Zhou Ze think of the cook in his doorkeeper’s bookstore.

She looked,

not bad at all,

but was a man.

Neither yin nor yang, the best kind of mixed-breed.

Terror filled the clown's eyes; he was very afraid, extremely afraid. He felt like a little white rabbit who had deliberately run into the tiger's den to ask if it had had lunch yet.

"Don't be afraid…"

Zhou Ze reached out,

and gently brushed the clown's cheek.

The clown was even more afraid;

tears even began to glisten in his eyes,

and many dripped down.

Zhou Ze bent down,

took the clown's hand,

brought it to his lips,

and made a very gentlemanly kissing gesture.

But the clown didn't feel touched by this;

on the contrary, he was even more horrified.

The next scene confirmed the clown's suspicions.

The recording could be used directly for ads for crispy corn snacks or bone-in-meat.

Zhou Ze chewed on the "chicken feet" in front of him,

as if playing with an interesting toy.

And then…

"You're getting more and more perverted."

A voice came,

Zhou Ze was stunned,

and then his eyes filled with blood red.

He looked up,

and saw a man squatting on top of the "封" (feng - seal) character, looking down at him.

That man,

looked exactly like him.

Boss Zhou's head was covered in blood and filth at this time, in a truly miserable state. He originally thought he was done for, but who knew that this idiot next to him was the most helpful.

That clown should be the "ghost."

The idiot directly sent the clown in front of the consciousness within his body.

The consciousness inside him really didn't let him down; the so-called Seven Deadly Sins had no effect on him at all, because this guy was a collection of violence himself.

But this kind of slow-gnawing scene,

still made Zhou Ze's scalp tingle.

He still preferred the way the previous one swallowed him whole.

The Zhou Ze below who was currently dining suddenly flew into a rage.

This feeling,

was like a young boy hiding in his room playing with his lighter when suddenly his teachers and classmates rushed into his house to give him a surprise and celebrate his birthday.

His most embarrassing scene had been seen by the doorkeeper,

which of course made him extremely angry!

He pounced forward, roaring, raging, and pounding hard on the "封" (feng - seal) character.

The "封" (feng - seal) character was trembling non-stop, and some of the strokes were even dissipating, but the idiot next to him immediately came up to add two strokes, tracing it back.

Boss Zhou wiped the blood from his head and laughed.

"This feeling is good. In the future, if anyone uses any illusions or things like that on me again, I'll just knock myself unconscious, and you can deal with it then."

"You... wishful... thinking..."

"Tsk, don't be anxious. We're in the same body; helping me is helping yourself."

"Release... seal... release..."

"Okay, I'll help you release it. Idiot, come here quickly."

The idiot came immediately.

"This stroke is still a bit light. Add some more strokes, make it deeper. Don't be afraid of wasting ink. At worst, I'll eat more food in the future, and buy some ginseng and cordyceps to replenish my qi and blood. You can just work hard."

After speaking,

Boss Zhou waved to the one below.

"Thanks, I have to wake up. I'll come see you next time.

But it's really a bit of a surprise.

I feel like having this brush has actually brought me closer to you.

Us like this,

couldn't it be considered,

pen pals?"

The roaring continued, and the anger continued to rise,

but Zhou Ze didn't bother with the guy below; he closed his eyes.

…………

His eyes opened.

An even clearer and stronger stinging dizziness came,

Boss Zhou sat up from the ground,

and then gagged for more than ten minutes while clutching his chest. When he stood up, he still felt the ground shaking, and his steps were very unsteady.

"Could it be a concussion? And it looks like it's not a mild one."

As a doctor in his previous life, Zhou Ze of course knew that concussion problems could be big or small, and were a relatively tricky type of problem.

He bent down,

and rested for a few more minutes,

before Zhou Ze finally straightened his body again.

In front of him, Gu He was already cold,

and completely cold at that.

As a constable, if he had immediately tried to remedy the situation after suffering Zhou Ze's piercing blow, he might have really been able to survive.

After all, although his body was that of an ordinary person, his soul wasn't. If he thought about it, he could always come up with a way.

Unfortunately, after he fell, he was invaded by the shadow, and this time he was directly and completely gone.

This was also the weakness of the ghost messengers; their bodies were still fundamentally those of ordinary people.

Back then, when the little loli transformed into her true form to scare that driver,

the result was that the person stepped on the gas and rammed into her.

If Zhou Ze hadn't happened to be at the hospital with his original partner at the time,

the little loli might have directly kicked the bucket and gone back to report to hell.

"Is the soul gone too?"

Zhou Ze couldn't sense a soul from Gu He's body. Immediately, he didn't have time to think too much, and took a few steps forward again.

Zheng Qiang was also lying on the ground, but his chest was still rising and falling slightly, although his whole person had already turned into a bag of bones.

But this guy was still not dead.

Because the clown was eaten in Zhou Ze's body, his activities in other people's bodies also stopped.

Zhou Ze reached out and slapped Zheng Qiang's chest hard.

"Hey, are you okay?"

He shouted anxiously,

but deliberately didn't hold back,

thinking of letting this guy die directly,

to save trouble,

and he could swipe the ghost messenger certificate, nice.

He and Lawyer An were in cahoots in the human trafficking business, so the ghost messenger certificate was definitely as many as possible.

However,

Zhou Ze's slap actually woke Zheng Qiang up.

He opened his eyes and looked at Zhou Ze, smiled at Zhou Ze, and said:

"Thank you... for saving me..."

Boss Zhou hesitated for a moment,

and finally didn't strangle this guy to death again.

He got up, walked towards the other end of the stairs, and started to go down.

Li Sen was deader than dead.

This guy's fire of jealousy was too strong; he burned himself to death in minutes.

But there was still one more,

that needle-eye girl.

If she was dead, then he would take the ghost messenger certificate.

Those silver and gold needles looked good too, and he had to take them too.

If Yingying felt bored in the future, she could do some needlework.

Boss Zhou seemed very frugal at this time.

It was just that when Zhou Ze walked over, he found Yue Ya lying on the ground, but there were no obvious injuries on her body. Getting closer, Zhou Ze smiled.

No breath.

Dead.

Zhou Ze's hands began to grope around Yue Ya's body,

where were the needles,

where were they hidden?

Gold and silver needles.

After groping for a long time,

Zhou Ze finally groped for something hard and long,

with a forceful pull,

a long needle was pulled out by Zhou Ze.

Damn,

what a big needle, it was as long as two adult palms.

When this needle was pulled out,

several more needles appeared on Yue Ya's neck and chest. These needles began to slowly float out by themselves, but no blood flowed out, and no obvious wounds could be seen.

After these needles emerged,

Yue Ya's eyelids began to move.

Zhou Ze suddenly understood.

Not dead?

She used these needles to lock her body and soul in advance, a life-saving spell?

Of course, if Zhou Ze hadn't eaten the clown, Yue Ya wouldn't have been able to hide it, and she would definitely have died. This spell was actually betting on a hope.

Boss Zhou hesitated,

should he use the needle in his hand,

to stab her to death?

He didn't know what was wrong,

maybe it was mutual influence,

but when Boss Zhou saw a ghost messenger now,

his first instinct was, could he kill him?

Suddenly,

tears began to drip from the corner of Yue Ya's eyes, as if she was talking in her sleep, murmuring:

"I'm sorry... I can't have children... I'm sorry... don't leave me..."

After the anger, was a desolate bleakness that was despairing.

Zhou Ze sighed, put down the needle in his hand,

smacked his lips, and comforted her:

"Okay, if you can't have them, you can't have them. Anyway, there's no throne to inherit."