“Hmm?”

The balding monk suddenly raised his head,

looking somewhat absentmindedly toward the hotel entrance.

Immediately after,

the monk's fingers began to calculate incessantly,

his expression sometimes serious, sometimes solemn, sometimes relaxed.

“Monk, you can calculate fortunes?”

The dark-skinned girl curiously placed her hand on the balding monk's uneven head and asked.

“Can’t.”

“……” The girl was speechless.

“Just a habit. When I first became a monk, I was clumsy with words. My master was afraid I'd starve to death if I went out, so he taught me a lot of impressive but useless knowledge. This is one of them.”

“Your master only taught you these crooked ways. My grandma is better, teaching me how to plant flowers.”

Yes,

your grandma is great,

and you ended up planting her.

“No, any master in this world who can teach his disciples how to eat is definitely good. If you can’t eat, no matter how great your knowledge, it's useless.

I deeply respect my master.”

“Alright, alright, I know you respect your teacher. Me too.”

“Oh?”

“Grandma always said she was old and that almost everyone from her generation was gone. She was so lonely.”

“So?”

“So I planted Grandma. She didn't understand, and she even scolded me. But she stopped talking after I buried her completely.”

“Uh…”

“I'm also very filial. I was just afraid Grandma would be lonely. Look, if I plant her, maybe she'll blossom and bear fruit, and many, many grandmas will grow.

Wouldn't Grandma not be lonely then?”

“You make a good point.”

The balding monk nodded.

“I'm not as smart as you. Otherwise, before my master passed away, I should have quickly planted him while he was still warm.”

“Right, right, no, no, wrong topic, wrong topic. What's going on inside? The cats and dogs can't sense anything. Did you catch them all?”

“It seems so. The demonic aura has diminished a lot, but I sensed two Jiangshi (Chinese hopping vampire) auras inside.”

“Jiangshi?” The dark-skinned girl frowned and immediately asked, “Can Jiangshi be planted?”

“Jiangshi are born from heaven and earth… no, it seems like they can be planted.”

“How do you plant them?”

“Like this, you choose a place with extremely heavy baleful aura, arrange a yin-gathering feng shui, and then scatter a lot of seeds and bury people who haven’t been dead for long.

If you're lucky,

maybe in some spring decades later,

you can grow one.”

“That's so long. How boring.”

“Mm.”

“But, this hotel is amazing. It has both monsters and Jiangshi. The hotel owner must have spent a lot of money to hire them, right?”

The balding monk smiled.

If this hotel owner knew what kind of things came to his hotel today,

he would probably be so happy that he'd have a myocardial infarction and kick the bucket.

“Actually, what surprised me is that Jiangshi are Jiangshi, monsters are monsters, and even ghost messengers are ghost messengers, but inside, someone is severing the Three Corpses.”

“What are the Three Corpses?

Can they be planted?”

“It's a theory from the bull-noses over there. The Daoist book *Dream of the Three Corpses* says: 'There are Three Corpses worms in the human body.' Specifically, they include the Upper Corpse Three Worms, the Middle Corpse Three Worms, and the Lower Corpse Three Worms, hence the name 'Three Corpses Nine Worms.' Cultivators must eradicate and eliminate the 'roots of the Three Corpses' to embark on the path to immortality.

In my Buddhist school, it's called the heart demon. Sever the Three Corpses, eliminate the heart demon. Tsk tsk, I really want to go in and take a look.”

“Hearing you describe it as so magical, if the flowers and plants here hadn't told me that I might become fertilizer if I went in;

I would really want to go in too!”

But I still don't want to become fertilizer!

Hearing this,

the balding monk also shrugged his shoulders,

obviously,

he believed in the flower-planting girl's premonition.

Watching the excitement is a traditional virtue of the Chinese people since ancient times,

but if you know there's danger and still join the excitement, that's immoral.

“Severing the Three Corpses successfully will smooth out and perfect one’s state of mind. It’s a state that any cultivator, whether Buddhist, Daoist, Xuan, or Ghost, dreams of.”

“What if you fail?”

“If you fail, and you're lucky, you'll just become an idiot.

If you're unlucky, your original self will be replaced by the heart demon.”

As he spoke,

the balding monk stood up,

touched his head himself,

and muttered:

“That's not right. In a small place like Xuzhou, and still in the yang realm, not Longhu Mountain or Maoshan, how could someone suddenly emerge and sever the Three Corpses?

Did a golden phoenix really fly out of a grass nest?”

Then,

the balding monk glanced at the dark-skinned girl lying in the flowerbed behind him,

thinking about what the girl said earlier,

there's great danger inside,

meaning there's a big shot,

but big shots must have severed the Three Corpses before they became big shots. It's impossible to become a big shot if they're dragging it out until now.

Could it be…”

The balding monk's eyes narrowed,

he felt like he had grasped the truth,

this feeling was great,

it was like you hadn't even entered the movie theater, but you were standing at the door and guessed who the murderer in the suspense film being shown inside was.

“There's a big shot setting up a plan, pushing one of them to sever the Three Corpses!”

………………

Lawyer An had already rushed over from the battle he had resolved, but after going halfway, he stopped.

It wasn't because he saw Zhou Ze kill another Xuzhou ghost messenger and felt it was unnecessary to go,

but the closer he got to Zhou Ze at this time,

the more his scalp tingled,

as if getting any closer,

would put him in danger too.

Zhou Ze still had his eyes closed,

looking muddled,

as if he were dreaming.

Killing people while dreaming, Cao Mengde reincarnated?

Lawyer An stopped at the original location of the lakeside pavilion,

the paper figures in the lake under his feet seemed to sense the same thing and began to float further away unconsciously.

These old antiques have no ability, no responsibility, and no courage,

but their instinct to seek good fortune and avoid disaster is top-notch.

Being able to occupy their positions for so long while accomplishing nothing is also a skill.

Yingying was still fighting against the red shadow,

Yingying's strength greatly increased in her berserk state, but it would still take some time to deal with this chewing gum.

The several Great Immortals and the black cat had planned to come with Lawyer An, after all, they also knew that the monkey was just a monkey, but the owner of this Yin-Yang Book was actually Zhou Ze.

They might not listen to Zhou Ze's summons to run errands, but they would never abandon Zhou Ze to his death.

“Fall back, don't go, go over there, watch that old man, don't kill him!”

Lawyer An waved his hand and ordered.

Eighth Aunt and Huang Ge looked at each other, together transforming into streams of light and distributing themselves around the sunglasses-wearing old man, watching Yingying deal with the chewing gum while keeping an eye on the old man.

The black cat hesitated for a moment and followed.

As for the little monkey,

the little monkey who had been fiercely imposing just now was exhausted and returned to its original state,

being held in the old Daoist's arms and having its belly rubbed:

“Yo yo yo, you worked hard, you worked hard, good boy, I'll take you to eat something good tonight to make up for it.”

While comforting the little monkey, the old Daoist was also staring at the other side of the pond.

“Did the boss go on a rampage?

Tsk tsk,

can the boss be so awesome without going on a rampage?”

………………

The leather-pants woman was scared,

before,

she was just afraid that the police officer was also nearby,

now,

she didn't have time to be afraid of the police officer who hadn't appeared yet,

because the Tongcheng ghost messenger in front of her,

casually killed two Xuzhou ghost messengers,

if it was after a fierce battle, that would be one thing,

but he just did it while dazed, like he was dozing off,

instantly killed them?

The leather-pants woman was very close to Zhou Ze, only two meters away, but she didn't dare to move forward or backward. Her feet were like they were filled with lead, so heavy that they were completely unresponsive.

If she had been a little faster just now,

maybe the one who was split in half,

wouldn't have been her pitiful companion, but herself.

People can temporarily forget the fear of death through various psychological suggestion methods,

but if all psychological defenses are shattered in an instant,

and the aura of death directly blows against your face,

how many people can really remain calm in the face of honor and disgrace?

The fact that the leather-pants woman hadn't collapsed at this time,

was already very impressive.

………………

The self wearing a white coat disappeared,

but the darkness around hadn't dissipated,

not far away, a figure appeared, the figure was becoming clearer and clearer, and it was very familiar.

So familiar that,

it was exactly the same as what she saw when she looked in the mirror every day.

However,

that person was standing there,

his fists clenched tightly,

his eyes filled with tears and anger,

biting his teeth,

looking like he was frantically suppressing something.

“You are…”

Zhou Ze frowned slightly,

and then,

continued to ask:

“Xu Le?”

Yes,

he was Xu Le.

“Give me back my life!

Give me back my body!

Give me back my wife!

Give me back my life!”

Xu Le roared angrily,

weeping while shouting, as if he had endured endless grievances.

“You ruined my life, you took away the person I loved the most, I hate you!

I hate you!

Zhou Ze,

I curse you to die a horrible death!

Why don't you die yet!

Why don't you die,

someone like you,

should die, die, die, die…”

Hysterical shouts,

angry curses,

but under this intense emotional fluctuation,

he couldn't hide his weakness, his fear, and, his trembling.

That live-in son-in-law, the guy who ran a truly unprofitable bookstore and lived a life of mixed eating and waiting for death,

that,

guy who thought his wife had always secretly admired him, was jealous, and hired someone to kill him by running him over,

most importantly,

Zhou Ze had no idea about this matter until he died in his previous life!

If he really did something,

it would be reasonable to be retaliated against,

but he didn't know anything,

he even forgot that Doctor Lin used to be his subordinate intern,

his life in the previous life,

everything he worked hard to obtain in the previous life,

the life he spent more than thirty years struggling out of the orphanage, enduring all kinds of scorn and paying with blood and tears,

was ruined for no reason because of this bastard!

If it were someone else,

possessing someone else's body by borrowing their soul,

they would probably be grateful to the original owner.

But Zhou Ze wouldn't,

he occupied Xu Le's body,

it was Xu Le's karmic retribution,

it was the compensation he deserved,

he had a clear conscience, so naturally he wouldn't be grateful!

Zhou Ze smiled,

but his smile wasn't very bright,

it was a cold smile with contempt and ridicule, and also anger brewing,

“You,

what qualifications do you have,

to appear in my dream?”

Zhou Ze stretched out his palm,

in an instant,

five streams of dark smoke locked Xu Le,

and then dragged Xu Le towards himself,

Xu Le began to scream, began to fear, began to be afraid, even began to beg for mercy,

but Zhou Ze remained unmoved!

Yes,

why even you,

can appear in my dream?

Do you have the qualifications!

He stretched out his index finger,

the long and sharp nail stood straight there,

“Pfft!”

Xu Le's forehead, who was forcibly dragged over, was directly pierced by Zhou Ze's nail due to inertia,

gurgling blood began to flow down the nail,

glaring and startling,

dripping to the ground,

rippling a piece of bright red,

Zhou Ze took a deep breath,

and slowly exhaled it out like exhaling smoke rings,

he sensed his soul trembling,

moaning comfortably,

hu,

it felt good.

…………

“He's a constable?”

The male ghost messenger who released the silk threads earlier exclaimed in shock,

not only were his silk threads ineffective against his body,

but even the companion who rushed over just now was instantly split in half by him!

Fear,

not only enveloped the leather-pants woman,

but also covered the remaining two ghost messengers together.

Everyone even forgot what to do next for a moment.

But while they were stunned,

Zhou Ze suddenly moved,

he stretched out a hand, grabbed the remaining silk threads on his body,

and then,

suddenly exerted force and pulled!

The silk thread man's eyes narrowed, and he didn't hesitate to sever the silk threads connected to his palm,

but the silk threads suddenly straightened at the moment of breaking,

streams of black light directly climbed along the silk threads, and suddenly swept up during the falling process, entangling the silk thread man's body.

“Ah!”

The silk thread man was directly rolled up,

a huge force directly dragged him towards Zhou Ze.

The leather-pants woman and the black-eyed woman nearby stood rooted to the spot,

because everything happened too fast,

so fast that they even forgot to stop it.

The male ghost messenger was constantly rushing towards Zhou Ze bound,

he sensed the ominousness, and also sensed the danger,

he lost his initial confidence and composure, began to scream,

even started begging for mercy,

he admitted defeat, he chickened out,

he was willing to kneel down even if he had to bow his head to an out-of-town ghost messenger!

Because even if he was questioned and hunted down by the emissaries from hell after the incident, it wasn't impossible to turn things around or even try to escape,

but now,

he really sensed the aura of death, so close to him!

But Zhou Ze still had his eyes closed,

as if he didn't care about everything around him.

However,

Zhou Ze's arm stretched forward,

at the same time,

his index finger pointed forward separately,

that nail emitting a森然cold light stood there straight,

like,

the spear of the Grim Reaper.

“Bang!”

A crisp sound,

like a finger pressed on a piano key and never released,

the lingering sound lingered,

making people intoxicated.

This ghost messenger rushed over head-on,

his face,

his head,

was directly pierced by Zhou Ze's long and sharp nail,

even if he was dead,

he was still fixed there because of this,

except for the hem of his clothes swaying gently when the breeze blew,

other places,

remained motionless,

as if this world,

had been pressed to a standstill,

and became quiet.