“I saw an immortal when I was a kid.”

“An ancestor? Then you’re really pitiful. You started seeing ghosts at such a young age. Is that why you became a ghost messenger after you died?

That's good too. Turning a childhood hobby into a full-time job when you grow up is a kind of happiness.”

“……” Gou Xin.

Perhaps because of the injury,

Gou Xin felt that his chest was really blocked, to the point where he couldn't breathe.

“It's the 'immortal' of immortal qi.”

As he said this,

Gou Xin laboriously raised his index finger

and pointed upwards.

The old Daoist suddenly slammed on the brakes and slowed down,

somewhat surprised.

“Strange. I've followed two bosses in recent years, and only know about those underground;

I've seen a lot of ghosts too, but never seen any immortals.

I've always been wondering,

since there's a hell, shouldn't there be something like a heavenly court? But I've never heard of one.”

The old Daoist had really asked Lawyer An about it back then.

Isn’t it said that the gods are three feet above your head?

This world,

is there really a heavenly court?

Is there an Old Lord who likes to make elixirs?

Lawyer An's answer disappointed the old Daoist.

Not clear,

don't know,

not understand.

For everything, there is yin and yang, this is an eternal truth. Since there are ten kings of hell underground, why aren't there immortals overhead?

“Hehe.” Gou Xin smiled, but it aggravated his wound. “An immortal touched my head.”

“An immortal stroked your head?”

“You could say that. After that, my luck started to get better and better.”

Speaking of this,

Gou Xin hesitated,

wondering if he should add another sentence,

which was, before I met you.

"What do immortals look like?" the old Daoist asked.

He had seen many ghosts, all kinds of strange things.

Gou Xin shook his head.

"Can't say?" the old Daoist asked.

"Didn't see."

"Uh…"

"I just felt like one day I was watching ants fighting in my yard, and I felt someone suddenly touch my head.

Then,

I looked up, and there was no one around."

"..." The old Daoist.

"I'm not mistaken, it was an immortal." Gou Xin pursed his lips. "It really was an immortal."

"Okay, okay, it's an immortal, it's an immortal."

The old Daoist looked like whatever makes you happy.

"Do you know why I came to the bookstore?"

"It seems like you want to recruit our boss as a lackey."

"Just happened to be passing by." Gou Xin paused, smiling slightly. "Then, I sensed that feeling of being touched on the head that day. I followed it all the way and arrived at your bookstore."

"So, there's an immortal living in our bookstore?"

"It may not be an immortal, but at least there's something of an immortal's here."

"What is it?"

Gou Xin shook his head and sighed.

"I didn't dare to really look for it."

"Afraid?" The old Daoist found it strange. "Don't you always think you're lucky? What are you afraid of?"

"Immortals can make my life smooth, but they can also make me unlucky, so I'm afraid."

"Don't panic,

the hospital I'm going to take you to is next to our bookstore, and the medical conditions there are also good. The surgery fee can even be discounted.

When the time comes, you can point out a general location for me, and I'll find it myself."

The old Daoist wouldn't let go of anything good.

"Aren't you afraid?"

Hearing this, the old Daoist gave Gou Xin a contemptuous look.

Gou Xin felt a little flustered by this look.

"Of course, I cherish my life, but if I can see something of the immortals, what's the harm in taking a little risk?"

Gou Xin heard this,

nodded silently,

a look of dejection appearing on his face.

Yeah,

you're so tough.

…………

Yingying walked out of the bookstore. The moment she pushed open the glass door, her white hair instantly returned to normal, and the baleful aura around her body immediately dissipated, but the frost still hung on her pretty face.

She saw the car parked in front at a glance. Before, in the bookstore, she had already sensed the boss's aura, especially when the boss entered the zombie state, the echo of that aura was even more obvious.

Walking to the car, she reached out,

violently opened the car door,

the car door was almost torn off.

Yingying carried the boss out and ran directly into the bookstore. Because the journey was very short, although it attracted the attention of some nearby pedestrians, nothing major happened.

After entering the door, she placed the boss on the bar.

Yingying looked at the boss whose body was glowing blue and whose fangs were showing at the corners of his mouth,

bit her lip,

her eyes glanced over,

and she said in a deep voice:

"Continue watching the show?"

Blackie pushed open the small door and came out in a wheelchair, her face embarrassed.

Yingying took a step back to let Blackie check Zhou Ze's condition.

Blackie looked carefully, pursed her lips, and said with some embarrassment:

"There's nothing wrong with his body, the problem should be with his soul."

"Is there a way?"

Yingying asked.

Blackie shook her head in frustration. "There's no way. I only know how to farm. I can't plant him in the ground and let me slowly study and condition him, can I?"

It wasn't that Blackie was deliberately shirking. If she could, she wouldn't mind helping Zhou Ze, or even saving Zhou Ze's life.

She had observed that this guy was selfish, but he had always been good to his own people. If she helped him, maybe her status and identity would be lifted from the level of a slave.

Just as Yingying was about to take out her mobile phone to call Lawyer An and the others,

Zhou Ze, who had been closing his eyes, suddenly opened his mouth and said:

"Wan'er... Wan'er..."

Yingying's eyes narrowed,

and murderous intent suddenly appeared.

…………

"Roar!"

Zhou Ze roared,

trying to break free from the chains on his body.

The chains were finally broken,

but all around, dark shadows kept pouncing on him.

Kicking one away, another one came,

in an endless stream.

Zhou Ze was indeed a little tired. Logically speaking, he shouldn't have been exhausted so quickly, but in reality, Zhou Ze and Zhou Ze's opponents were actually using their own strength.

It was as if he was fighting himself, so the speed of consumption was naturally fast.

He didn't know how long he had been tearing and fighting,

when Zhou Ze suddenly felt something strange. When he turned his head, he found that a person had been re-tied to the position where he had been bound before.

That person's body was covered with wounds, his hair was wrapped in a red scarf, and there was an aura of a superior person between his eyebrows.

"That's my position, get the hell out of here!"

Zhou Ze, who was originally a little tired, roared again when he saw this.

Having just fought his way out, he killed his way back again.

The dark shadows all around

still rushed forward one after another,

desperately blocking Zhou Ze's footsteps.

Boss Zhou didn't even know why these former gatekeepers were fighting so hard for one of them, this Prince Zhong?

Could it be that Li Xiucheng had started his old business here,

brainwashing these "canines"?

Thinking of the history of the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom, it seemed possible.

But something was still wrong,

Zhou Ze couldn't figure it out.

The dark shadows around him seemed to never run out,

appearing one after another, desperately resisting Zhou Ze.

Zhou Ze felt like he was walking in a swamp, the speed was very slow, but he still killed his way back.

However, when he was less than a meter away from the bronze pillar, a black diaphragm suddenly appeared, blocking Zhou Ze.

No matter how Zhou Ze grabbed, scratched, or bumped,

this layer of diaphragm remained motionless.

Through this,

Zhou Ze saw that Li Xiucheng, who was tied on it, seemed to be moving his lips, as if he was saying something.

Impossible,

how could this be,

it can't be like this…

Originally thought it was just an illusion, originally thought it was just a riot,

Zhou Ze, the person involved, didn't expect

things to turn into such a road.

What the hell is this layer of diaphragm,

what are those dark shadows that rose up to rebel,

why did things turn out like this!

Madam Bai can't do this step. If she could even calculate this, even arrange and intervene in the current situation, what is she still doing in the Yang world? Wouldn't it be okay to go directly to hell to dominate?

Even,

she could just come to Ying Gou to settle the score!

…………

"Wan'er... Wan'er..."

Looking at his boss calling Madam Bai's boudoir name,

Yingying's face was so gloomy that it seemed like water could drip out.

What Madam Bai said before her soul flew away,

was now slowly appearing.

Putting down her phone, Yingying wasn't in a hurry to make a call. Instead, she raised her hand and stabbed it directly into the boss's chest!

"Pfft!"

Five fingernails instantly pierced the boss's chest.

Blackie on the side was simply dumbfounded.

What kind of program is this?

She knew how close this pair of master and servant were.

Could it be that she would also betray him at this time?

…………

"Pfft!"

Zhou Ze knelt down directly,

a black concave pit appeared in his chest,

incomparable pain.

And Li Xiucheng, who was tied to the bronze pillar, also trembled, and a concave pit also appeared in his chest.

However,

this layer of black diaphragm

still did not disappear.

My physical body, was attacked?

Zhou Ze was sure, it must be like this.

Of course, he didn't know that this was done by Bai Yingying.

At this moment,

Boss Zhou panicked even more.

…………

Bai Yingying's fingernails pierced into Zhou Ze's chest,

immediately raised her head,

and shouted at the figure that had dissipated more than half behind the bar:

"Boss is in trouble, help him!"

Yingying could only rely on this at this time,

after all, it was this figure who helped her break free from Madam Bai's control before.

The figure that had dissipated more than half seemed to have a response,

re-transformed into black mist and merged into Bai Yingying's palm,

and this position

was now pressed into Zhou Ze's chest.

Yingying felt a heat in her palm,

and her heart was immediately filled with anticipation.

As long as he takes action,

it should be fine, right?

…………

Zhou Ze felt a burst of pain in his chest,

then,

a figure appeared in front of him.

When he appeared,

the other dark shadows around him immediately disappeared as if they had seen a natural enemy.

"Tie Hanhan, is that you?

Damn,

Tie Hanhan, you're awake?"

Zhou Ze shouted at the figure.

Why are the things happening today so strange,

Tie Hanhan, is he awake?

Then here, there should be no problem, right?

This is Tie Hanhan's home, it's his lair. If he wakes up, what Prince Zhong and Heavenly King are all scum.

Who would have thought,

the figure suddenly raised his hand,

Zhou Ze thought Tie Hanhan was saying hello to him,

but,

"Slap!"

A slap came over,

Boss Zhou, who had just felt a little relieved, was inexplicably slapped away.

"Bitch… person…"

"..." Zhou Ze.