Chapter 180 A Change of Heart

Three people in the wax museum,

After a bout of “Turning Clouds, Raining Blows,”

They controlled the little boy they saw as the most troublesome.

Next,

It was nothing more than getting what they wanted.

Unfortunately,

Boss Zhou didn't know what they wanted,

But Boss Zhou had made up his mind that after this was over, he would drag Lawyer An back to that place in Rugao County, to have Lawyer An personally dig out “his past” again.

Something must have been missed,

And that thing must be very important,

Otherwise, this woman wouldn't have made such a fanfare.

The wax museum should be real; it was already here, but the three employees in the wax museum had been replaced.

The little boy had already taken off their heads before, proving that they were definitely dead.

Everything was done perfectly, just to wait for him?

But if Wang Ke hadn't brought the little loli today, he definitely wouldn't have come.

Or,

They hadn't planned to do it today,

Maybe they would invite him over after opening,

Who would have thought that he would come on the first day.

Tsk,

Is this what it means to be so unlucky that even drinking cold water gets stuck in your teeth?

The little boy lay on the ground, his body covered with black chains, like a demon imprisoned here, waiting for his punishment.

No matter how he roared, how he struggled, he couldn't shake the chains at all.

He was very angry,

Because he wanted to study,

At least at this time,

He really wanted to go to school!

Poor child, how could anyone bear not letting him study?

The female curator appeared in front of Zhou Ze in the next second, putting her face close to Zhou Ze’s face,

Smiling,

Still smiling,

This damn smile.

"We don't intend to be enemies with anyone. In fact, we only received Lu Pingzhi's message before, and came to Tongcheng specifically to trade with him.

You guessed right before,

We are not from the Yin Si (netherworld),

Although,

You are just a small ghost messenger,

But since you can use this level of jiangshi (Chinese hopping vampire) at your disposal,

We won't underestimate you.

How about this,

What do you want?

Tell us,

Let's make a deal with you."

"I want to chat with you."

Zhou Ze said very seriously.

First, there was the wax figure of Ying Gou sitting on the throne,

Then, there was “Turning Clouds, Raining Blows,”

Zhou Ze felt that they should have a good chat.

The female curator slowly straightened up,

She was very tall,

Plus the addition of high heels, made her a little taller than Zhou Ze. She seemed to be thinking, then said with some doubt:

"That's your condition?"

The implication,

Are you playing with us?

"That's my condition."

"Alas, I'm sorry, I can't agree to you, because we don't have enough time."

The female curator shook her head with difficulty,

Pointing to the little boy who was suppressed on the ground:

"We can't trap him for too long. To be honest, he is indeed a trouble, a trouble we didn't expect before."

"Oh, sorry, I didn't consider it carefully."

Zhou Ze reached out,

Five fingernails grew out,

Closed his eyes,

If you look closely, you can see that Zhou Ze's fingertips were trembling slightly,

Then,

The chains that were originally bound on the little boy,

Released in an instant,

Turned back into chains swaying like a reed field.

"Roar!"

The little boy immediately stood up,

Let out a roar,

He was free!

"Okay, I've solved this concern for you."

"............" The female curator.

You don't have to worry about not being able to trap him for too long,

Because he's already free.

The two employees kneeling on the ground looked at each other,

Couldn't believe what had just happened in front of them.

The female curator also showed a look of shock on her face,

After a while,

She took a step back,

And bowed slightly to Zhou Ze,

"I apologize for my previous abruptness, and I am also glad that I did not cause any substantial harm to you before."

Copying those wax figures out,

It was actually just a game,

Those wax figures all thought they were the real ones,

Naturally, it was impossible to cause any damage.

Of course,

What the female curator didn't know was that,

Wang Ke's wife was a little mentally unstable. After she discovered that her husband and daughter were actually fake, she was stimulated and killed them!

That's another story.

Zhou Ze stroked his chin,

Said:

"Can we chat now?"

"Yes, you are qualified to trade with us."

The female curator pointed to the two employees crawling on the ground and said, "You guys clean up here."

"Yes."

"Yes."

Perhaps Zhou Ze's easy release of the little boy's imprisonment made the female curator feel that she seemed to have kicked a steel plate.

Many previous judgments had to be overturned as a result,

For example,

Who is relying on whom?

Being able to take in this level of jiangshi as a subordinate, summoning him at will,

Must be much, much more powerful than this jiangshi.

This is a ghost messenger, it's true,

But definitely not an ordinary ghost messenger.

Ordinary ghost messengers wouldn't kill Lu Pingzhi and steal that thing.

The female curator shook her head; she felt that she was a little impatient and a little arrogant.

All of this was because Zhou Ze's casual move of unsealing instantly made her "look up to him like a high mountain,"

Thinking that he was just an expert in disguise as a ghost messenger.

What she couldn't have imagined was that their respected move actually had another name here in Zhou Ze.

The little boy looked at Zhou Ze. Seeing Zhou Ze nodded, the little boy immediately put away his fangs, and his claws also returned to their original shape. He silently stood back behind Zhou Ze.

In a low voice:

"That thing really trapped me just now."

He wanted to go to school,

Really wanted to go to school!

Zhou Ze reached out and patted his head, saying nothing.

The female curator brewed another pot of tea and invited Zhou Ze to sit down.

Zhou Ze stayed a few meters away, not going over, his eyes looked at the ground under the coffee table.

To be precise,

There should be a mirror there.

Before, Zhou Ze thought it was a decoration, so he didn't pay too much attention to it, but now, he realized something was wrong.

Seeing this, the female curator

Got up,

Walked to the mirror,

And then raised her hand,

Clusters of wax began to gather at her feet,

Reshaping an identical her.

Two female curators stood facing each other,

Expression,

Action,

Manner,

Identical.

"I think you should have seen the wax figure I made for you just now."

"I think you should have seen the wax figure I made for you just now."

Zhou Ze nodded.

The female curator reached out and gently pinched herself, and then, the other her began to melt away.

Before, Wang Ke and Zhou Ze and others came here, and this was how they were made into wax figures.

"What's the principle?"

Zhou Ze asked curiously.

Not a puppet,

And the wax figure produced has the same thinking and consciousness as the original,

Even the wax figure will regard itself as the original,

Most importantly,

The speed of production,

So fast!

He just drank tea here for a while,

The wax figure of himself had already gone back to drink coffee and take a bath.

"I'm sorry, this, can't be learned."

When saying this, the female curator glanced thoughtfully at the little boy who was still standing next to Zhou Ze vigilantly.

"If you want to learn, you can still learn."

Zhou Ze was still a little unwilling.

"This is an ability passed down from our ancestors, a supernatural power bestowed by an supreme figure. Apart from our clan, no one else can learn it."

Hearing the words "supreme figure,"

Zhou Ze's eyelids twitched,

Thinking again of “Turning Clouds, Raining Blows,”

That supreme figure,

Wouldn't it be that guy dozing off in the chair?

Ah,

You actually hid so many things,

You blockhead didn't tell me!

"Please sit down."

The female curator invited again.

Zhou Ze sat down.

However, this time he didn't drink tea, because the tea was too bitter.

It seems,

People who are more or who consider themselves to have more imposing manners like to drink bitter tea.

"Three bottles of Yin water, one Blood Pill, plus a hidden secret realm, this is the deal we discussed with Lu Pingzhi before. For you, a place to hide is definitely not needed, after all, you have a public identity.

So, one more bottle of Yin water, what do you think?"

Zhou Ze picked up the teacup without showing any emotion,

Forgot that it was bitter tea,

Took a sip,

This was to hide his embarrassment.

Yin water, what is that?

Blood Pill, what is that again?

I don't even know what these are, how can I answer you whether it's enough?

"Is it the Yin water that can be used to make talismans? And that Blood Pill that can enhance qi and blood even if jiangshi eat it? I really want it."

Zhou Ze frowned slightly, revealing majesty.

The little boy stuck out his tongue and took a step back.

"Cough cough............"

Zhou Ze coughed, in fact, he knew that the little jiangshi was afraid that he would be embarrassed, so he deliberately explained.

The Yin water can be given to Xu Qinglang.

The Blood Pill seems to be able to be used for Lao Zhang.

"Is the price reasonable?"

The female curator asked.

"I'll ask you a question." Zhou Ze put down the teacup, "Do you know that the Ninth Hall is gone?"

The female curator's pupils shrank, she didn't try to hide her shock.

"So, do you know what will be involved if you trade with the remnants of the Ninth Hall?"

The female curator closed her eyes, seemingly digesting the news, and then, she opened her eyes and spread her hands somewhat lazily,

Said:

"The changes in the Yin Si are a matter for the Yin Si itself, and have nothing to do with us. For thousands of years, my clan and the Yin Si have never interfered with each other.

Even,

In terms of seniority,

My clan is much older than that Yin Si. They are just juniors in front of my clan."

Bluffing,

She's bluffing!

And this bluffing smell,

Is so familiar!

Thirty years east of the river, thirty years west of the river,

The winner is king, the loser is villain,

The feeling of the female curator saying this is a bit like some Guo fans twisting their necks and shouting what year of the Republic of China it is this year,

But this cannot cover up the fact that they lost the country back then.

"I want to hand this thing over to the Yin Si. If I give it to you, I'm afraid I will also be implicated."

Although I don't know what this thing is, the set phrases on TV are played every day, who wouldn't know them?

The female curator's face sank,

Her kind words,

Her good attitude,

Actually got this reply in return,

She silently stood up, leaning her hands on the coffee table, for the first time, she put away that damn smile,

And said very seriously:

"You don't have to pay attention to the Yin Si who can't even protect themselves,

When the master of my clan awakens from the Bone Throne,

This hell,

Is destined to change color again!

Ghost Messenger,

Today your decision,

May suffer the monstrous anger of my master in the future!

He will inevitably bring down tribulation upon you,

Human world,

Hell,

Wherever my master's gaze reaches,

You will have nowhere to escape!"

Boss Zhou, who was drinking tea, heard this impassioned threat,

And immediately:

"Pfft!"