Chapter 182 The Servant

Yingying helped her boss to a nearby stream. The water was clean enough, and Yingying used a towel to carefully wipe the bloodstains from her boss's face.

After wiping him clean, Zhou Ze lay back, simply resting by the stream.

The pain of the previous collision of two sets of memories had slowly subsided. He didn't tell Lawyer An and the others what he had encountered last night.

Some things, even he himself was unwilling to recall. Moreover, such incredible things, even if spoken, would be difficult to get any useful feedback from.

After Yingying carefully washed the towel, she wet it again and gently wiped her boss's forehead, hoping this would make him feel more comfortable.

Her boss's painful appearance just now really broke Yingying's heart. In fact, most of the time, Yingying really didn't have any other desires.

She didn't need cosmetics because she would never age, and crow's feet would never appear at the corners of her eyes.

She didn't need to buy jewelry because she had many burial goods and didn't have to worry about wearing fakes every day.

She didn't need to eat delicacies; most of the time, she didn't need to eat at all, only occasionally eating a little now.

Her greatest hope was actually that her boss could drink the coffee she personally brewed every day and then fall asleep with her.

Before, the reason why Zhou Ze scolded Ying Gou as a "scumbag" was equivalent to calling Ying Gou to see if he was home.

At the same time, it was also to confirm whether he had really returned, whether he was really himself.

After receiving Ying Gou's feedback, Zhou Ze finally unloaded a large stone in his heart.

To be honest, the feeling of waking up and becoming one's own "clone" was really too torturous and painful. This despair was like being abandoned by the whole world in an instant.

Zhou Ze was considered good. Although he was usually lazy, he had been tempered after all. If it were anyone else, they would have collapsed even if they didn't die.

"I…don't…know…"

He could hide it from others, but there was no need to hide anything from Ying Gou.

However, when Zhou Ze told Ying Gou about what happened last night in his heart,

Ying Gou's feedback,

was not like Ying Gou at all.

He said he didn't know.

His words carried a clear hint of anger.

His own watchdog had split off a part of his soul under his very nose, but he, the master, was completely unaware.

You had to look at the owner before you hit the dog, and what Ying Gou valued most was not his life, but his prestige. In simpler terms, he cared about face.

"Last night, was it my clone?"

Zhou Ze asked.

"Is…it…?"

Therefore, it was no wonder that Xie Zhi had to fall into a long sleep, and was called a way of living by Ying Gou that was no longer "living" in the original sense.

Zhou Ze only possessed a clone and was already in so much pain. Xie Zhi's clones were even more numerous, equivalent to diluting himself into countless copies. How much of himself could he retain?

Of course, only in this way could he dilute his self-awareness and devote himself wholeheartedly to the embrace of the "law," thereby successfully sublimating his life level.

"Is it because I made a model according to what you said, so I became connected to that tomb?"

But it shouldn't be, he made a model of Yingying, not of himself.

And most importantly, Geng Chen said that when he came in, he saw Zhou Ze's "body" from his previous life floating in the pool.

"Tem…po…rarily…seal…it…"

Hearing these words, Zhou Ze was very surprised.

After all,

with Ying Gou's personality, he never seemed to take the initiative to retreat. The so-called "temporary sealing for later" was just a self-comforting way to avoid this tough bone.

What Ying Gou should do was,

Damn it!

Quick,

let me out,

I'll go smash that damn ancient tomb!

Instead of choosing to retreat when he was angry.

Intuition told Zhou Ze that Ying Gou seemed to have noticed and discovered something, but he didn't want to tell him.

"Alright."

Zhou Ze didn't want to continue dwelling on this ancient tomb. Not everything becomes familiar after doing it a second time.

If he continued to stay here and experience the feeling of melting again, Boss Zhou really felt that he would go crazy.

Zhou Ze also rarely chose to get to the bottom of this matter with Ying Gou.

But suddenly, Zhou Ze thought of a possibility. Could he use this method to avoid Xuan Yuan Sword's "crack," like Xie Zhi?

Create another Ying Gou and let that person be a scapegoat?

"Na…ive…"

Ying Gou could hear Zhou Ze's thoughts and directly commented on Zhou Ze's previous idea.

Xie Zhi succeeded through countless years of self-annihilation,

The last generation succeeded by taking the inheritance and accumulation of the Lord Judge lineage from the first generation as a foundation and finding a Bodhisattva as a scapegoat,

If an ancient tomb could easily pass the test,

It would be underestimating the Yellow Emperor too much.

"You always have to have dreams. By the way, if you get cracked, will I have to die too?"

"You…can…live…"

"That's too embarrassing."

"You…live…then…"

Zhou Ze took a deep breath and suddenly felt that the atmosphere at this time was inexplicably a bit sentimental. Just as he was about to say something to dilute this atmosphere:

"West…side…"

Ying Gou's voice came.

Zhou Ze didn't move, but silently inserted his fingers into the soft mud by the stream.

Strands of baleful aura began to seep into the ground, hoping to form an interception net in advance.

However, it seemed that this unintentional action still alarmed the other party. Several birds suddenly flew out of the woods over there.

Zhou Ze slapped the ground with one palm and knelt up. Then, he rushed towards that direction with all his might.

Yingying was stunned for a moment, then immediately followed, cleverly diverging from her boss's direction.

Knowing what he wants to do with just a glance…

That's too vulgar;

But the tacit understanding cultivated from years of sleeping together and being together day and night was no joke.

Honestly, Boss Zhou's body didn't have any major problems now, just some mental fatigue and weakness, but at this time, nothing could relax him more than chasing a prey.

The wind was "whooshing" in his ears,

After experiencing that muddy body before,

Having his own body again,

This running, this jumping, this explosiveness, were all so missed and cherished.

The other party was also very fast, a black light, right in sight.

"Coffee!"

During the sprint, his hands naturally hung down behind his body, and the ten fingernails released a terrifying baleful aura, sinking into the ground!

"Boom!"

The next moment,

A cage condensed from baleful aura appeared in front of the prey, blocking its path forward.

The black shadow stopped and tried to escape to the other side, but it encountered Yingying, who had outflanked it from that side.

After the two collided, the black shadow retreated.

The black shadow's speed was slowed down. At this time, Zhou Ze completely closed the distance between him and the other party, and arrived in front of him.

The distance between the two was less than ten meters, a very subtle and perfect distance.

The luster on the black shadow faded, revealing a man wearing a white robe.

He reached out and gently took off the mask on his face. Behind the mask was a very hideous and terrifying face.

Zhou Ze always thought that the habit of people like Bodhisattvas wearing masks was to maintain their religious mystery.

No matter who it was, wearing a mask seemed to make people think "he's awesome."

But in fact, the most widespread and essential use of masks was—to cover up ugliness.

The man's face was very similar to the feeling of a body that had been soaked in water for a long time becoming a bloated corpse. His eyes had become two small green dots due to the expansion and squeezing of his facial muscles.

"Descendant of the servant clan, greets the master."

The man knelt down in front of Zhou Ze.

It was as if his previous escape was just to let his beloved master warm up, not to just lie down all the time, but to exercise more, so that it would be good for his health.

Zhou Ze pursed his lips,

The good habit of "being kind to others" played a positive role at this time;

No matter what, allowing this clan to continue to exist was indeed a huge hidden danger.

Because as long as he used moves like "coffee bag, paper and sugar,"

They could often recognize it directly.

This undoubtedly increased his danger greatly. After all, without Old Mountain Ginseng, any one of the Nine Attendants could pinch the current him to death.

However, he thought that this clan wouldn't dare to send anyone out again. He didn't expect them to send another one.

Zhou Ze didn't dare to act rashly to capture him for the time being,

Fearing that he would also slit his throat cleanly like the three under the ancient tomb before.

First, he would carefully stabilize him,

Then he would carefully capture him alive,

Finally, he would carefully interrogate him to find out the hiding place of that clan.

Having just experienced "melting," Boss Zhou really wanted to return to the bookstore, lie in his old spot, bask in the sun, drink coffee, and slowly savor the beauty of life. Of course, it would be even better if he could change the sofa to a bone throne.

Seeing that her boss didn't make a move, Yingying stood there without moving. However, Yingying's hair had turned white, obviously having made all preparations.

However,

Just then,

The man suddenly slapped his chest with his left hand,

And actually cried.

Yes,

Can you imagine what it looks like when someone with a bloated corpse face cries?

It was like pus suddenly being squeezed out of a swollen meatball. It was simply unimaginably disgusting.

"Hearing that the master is here, this servant has come here specifically to await!

The master has been kind to our clan, but everyone in our clan are people who sell out their master for glory!

This servant dares not forget his identity, and is willing to lead the way voluntarily,

To help the master return to the bone throne!"

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ps: The recent plot is a bit convoluted, but this is a necessary foreshadowing.

The recent update time is a bit erratic, Long will try to adjust it.