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Chapter 742 Drawing the Sword! (Second Update!)

Chapter 128 Entering the Formation

Zhou Ze came out and found that the shop door had been locked. Lao Dao had specially installed electric curtains during the previous renovation. They were quite expensive, but he didn't usually use them.

But in Lao Dao's words, this thing had to be installed, in case the bookstore had to do something shady in broad daylight in the future?

At this time, it was almost dawn, and the pedestrian street outside was about to become lively, which was good.

Lao Xu was still setting up the formation.

The tables and chairs in the central area on the first floor had been moved away.

Only the chair Lao Zhang was sitting on remained in place, unmoved. Lao Zhang was still sitting there steadily, his back straight.

Lao Dao came down carrying the little monkey and sat next to him. The little boy also came down and sat on the sofa in the distance. Both the little monkey and the little boy looked a little weak.

"Here, eat."

Lao Dao peeled a peanut and put it in the little monkey's mouth. The little monkey opened its mouth and slowly chewed the peanut. It hadn't recovered to its former liveliness yet, but the monkey's eyes showed their former agility.

Lawyer An came out from behind the bar, holding a plate of melon seeds in his hand, which he placed in front of Lao Dao, and took some for himself to crack open and eat.

"Thank you."

Lao Dao smiled and grabbed some melon seeds to crack open as well.

This feeling...

It was exactly like the movie projection team entering a village fifteen or twenty years ago, with all the old and young villagers sitting beside them waiting to watch the show.

Zhou Ze took the pen from his ear and twirled it in his hand.

"Boss, sit."

Yingying brought over a chair.

Zhou Ze sat down.

After a short while,

Yingying brought another small tea table,

with some fruit plates and a cup of coffee on it.

The little loli, on the other hand, took her homework book and ran off to do her homework, seemingly helping the little boy at the same time. The two of them sat far apart, but since neither of them were alive, you couldn't say they were being sneaky.

Hei Xiaoniu was still lying on the sofa in the corner, her face turned to the side, watching the situation. The Deadpool was still helping Zhou Ze watch over the ferret that had been beaten and taught a lesson in the vegetable garden and hadn't come out again.

But two vines had extended over,

one with edible fruit growing on it,

and the other with sweet and sour juice that could be sucked out.

Xu Qinglang was kneeling on the ground, like a painter drawing 3D paintings in a square.

His injuries hadn't fully healed, and drawing formations was also a very mentally exhausting task. He had to stop now, sit on the ground, and wipe the sweat from his forehead with his sleeve.

Subconsciously, he glanced around,

and saw that everyone was eating tea and melon seeds.

"…………" Xu Qinglang.

"Cough cough..."

Zhou Ze put down his teacup, coughed, and said:

"This formation is really well drawn."

"Yes, yes, it's very detailed, it's reached the micro level, tsk tsk, to be able to do this at such a young age..."

Lao An poked Lao Dao's arm,

any more praise and it would be over the top.

"Pour me a glass of water, would you?"

Xu Qinglang said.

"Deadpool, pour water."

Zhou Ze called out.

A vine directly extended to Xu Qinglang's face,

Xu Qinglang was stunned for a moment,

until the vine poked him on the lips,

Xu Qinglang opened his mouth and took a few sips.

"This is pretty good, we won't even need a juicer in the future."

Lao Xu wasn't really angry. Setting up a formation wasn't like moving bricks; others couldn't help, and might even make things worse.

Right now, he could only grit his teeth and continue drawing.

About an hour later,

Lao Xu finally breathed a sigh of relief, stood up, and walked out of the formation's range along a specific route.

And now,

only Lao Zhang was sitting in the very center of the formation.

"We can start, but my formation can only provide guidance. We also need a spirit tool to help operate it. My body is too weak now, and my primordial energy is insufficient, so I can't ask the Sea God to possess me."

Zhou Ze thought for a while,

signaled Yingying to take out the Yin-Yang Record,

and with a wave of his hand,

the black cat jumped out.

If the Yin-Yang Record cooperated with the Sabi pen, Zhou Ze could barely control it. He had used it this way before to release those few great immortals.

The black cat's figure appeared in front of everyone, slowly wandering around.

"Go into the formation and help operate it."

Zhou Ze said.

The black cat hesitated for a moment, as if thinking and weighing things, but in the end, it jumped into the formation's center, its figure slowly turning into nothingness, as if its entire body had merged into the formation.

"Heh..."

Xu Qinglang smiled beside him.

"It was actually able to instantly find the key to my formation, and it didn't even need me to open it or guide it. It was able to find the position and enter it on its own."

"So, what you're saying is?"

"This black cat probably understands formations better than I do."

When Xu Qinglang said this, he didn't show the slightest bit of discouragement. He wiped his face with a wet towel, looking very calm, and didn't seem at all unwilling to be surpassed by a cat.

"I like hearing that. I feel like I've picked up another treasure."

"Yeah, it's a treasure. With this formation running it, I don't even need to take action. I'd just be making a mess."

Zhou Ze remembered,

this Yin-Yang Record was given to him by that woman from the Naihe Bridge,

at Pingchao Middle School.

He had seen her in Hell before, when Tie Hanhan was sitting on the mountain peak, facing the Yin Si's army, and that woman had come over.

But she was directly choked back by Tie Hanhan's straight-man cancer tone.

Now it seemed,

that she hadn't informed on him, she was a victim,

and she had given him this Yin-Yang Record. Moreover, Zhou Ze estimated that his Yin-Yang Record might be even more magical than the ones in the hands of the judges.

He could get a glimpse of this from this black cat.

"The formation is already warming up. We can prepare now," Xu Qinglang reminded.

Zhou Ze nodded,

stood up,

and walked to the outer edge of the formation.

"Activate it."

Zhou Ze said.

"Meow!"

A red light began to rise from the ground, seemingly carrying a bit of air current, but it didn't have the special effects of an anime. It just glowed slightly, not very exaggerated.

"Meow!"

"Mm."

Zhou Ze nodded slightly.

"Meow! Meow!"

"Mm."

Zhou Ze continued to nod.

"Meow meow meow!"

Zhou Ze took a deep breath,

turned his head to look at Xu Qinglang,

he,

couldn't understand.

Xu Qinglang walked over to act as a translator, "It means, it's asking if you want to walk into the formation. When I set up the formation before, because I knew my formation wasn't qualified to deal with the Xie Zhi's clone, I specially opened a gate of life inside, which is an opportunity for external forces to enter." (Xie Zhi: a mythical unicorn-like creature)

"Alright, you just stand on the side and help me translate."

Xu Qinglang nodded.

Zhou Ze turned around and looked at Lao Zhang, who was still sitting there in "military posture."

In front of him,

a gap appeared in the red circle,

and Zhou Ze walked in.

"Meow! Meow! Meow..."

"First step, lure its soul to appear. It's difficult for Lao Zhang to control it himself. You help him distinguish it," Xu Qinglang translated.

It wasn't that he understood cat language, but that he had set up this formation, and he had used it to capture the Sea God, so he was clear about one step after another.

Zhou Ze nodded,

the formation began to change,

a red shadow appeared in front of Lao Zhang, and the shadow began to expand, slowly forming a red mirror shape that was one person tall, but the mirror was covered in red mist.

After a short while,

the red color began to slowly fade away,

and a figure could be faintly seen in the mirror.

Behind the figure, however, was a black vortex, as if something was sucking at him.

"Lao Zhou, this formation can paralyze the consciousness of the second soul in the early stages, allowing us to take the initiative. Now, first separate Lao Zhang's consciousness. You can't use your hands; you have to integrate your consciousness into it."

Lao Zhang and Lao Xu were different, and the Xie Zhi and the Sea God were also different, which was why Lao Xu could be self-sufficient when using this formation, and Zhou Ze only had to protect him from the outside, blocking the Sea God's steps.

However, Lao Zhang couldn't complete this work alone; someone had to help.

But a person's consciousness was very fragile, and a slight accident could lead to premature Alzheimer's.

In the entire bookstore,

the only one qualified and capable of standing there and helping Lao Zhang with his consciousness,

was Boss Zhou!

Because everyone knew,

deep within Zhou Ze's soul,

was Mount Tai!

Moreover,

Zhou Ze's soul consciousness had been tempered by tens of thousands of military souls in Savage Mountain before, making it as solid as it could be.

And this,

was without even counting the awakened Ying Gou,

no matter how lazy Ying Gou was,

he couldn't possibly watch his own watchdog turn from a playful dog into a drooling idiot,

he, Ying Gou, couldn't afford to lose face!

So, Boss Zhou was like a divine outfit wearing another divine outfit with several layers of buffs on top of that,

you attack him,

not only does he not lose health,

but the rebound splash damage can instantly kill you...

So tanky it was despairing.

Zhou Ze slowly closed his eyes,

"Meow!"

The formation began to actively receive Zhou Ze's consciousness,

slowly,

Zhou Ze felt himself walking out of his body,

and coming to the mirror,

the surrounding scenery,

became clearer than when he had seen it with his naked eyes,

the mirror was so big,

really big,

what was originally just a person-sized mirror,

now gave the feeling of soaring into the clouds.

In front of Zhou Ze,

Lao Zhang stood behind the mirror, motionless,

behind him,

was a surging black tide.

"Lao Zhang, can you hear me?"

"Lao Zhang, wake up."

"Zhang Yanfeng, wake up!"

Lao Zhang in the mirror still didn't move, seemingly without any feeling.

This wouldn't do;

Lao Zhang had to reach out a hand from the mirror himself before he could pull him.

"Lao Zhang, your son is getting married, wake up!"

"Lao Zhang, your grandson is born, take a look!"

Boss Zhou began to call out non-stop,

but it still had no effect.

"Lao Zhang, your ex-wife is back!"

"Lao Zhang, your illegitimate daughter is looking for you!"

"Lao Zhang..."

Zhou Ze called out many times,

but Lao Zhang in the mirror didn't react at all.

"Lao Zhang, there's a robber attacking people in the street."

As soon as he finished speaking,

Lao Zhang's brows suddenly furrowed!