Chapter 121 Vacuum Area

"Before I died in a car accident, I had treated an old man. During the treatment, my arm was scratched by his fingernails."

Half a Face propped his face with one hand, seeming to be forcing himself to listen to Zhou Ze, and asked:

"And then?"

"That old man didn't make it, he died. After the rescue, that night was Children's Day, June 1st. I had to go to the orphanage to see the kids in the evening. I had a car accident at that intersection."

"The connection is where?"

Zhou Ze stretched out his palm, and five black fingernails slowly grew out, emitting a captivating luster.

"Next to the Road to the Underworld, I met a faceless woman."

"A faceless woman? A wraith condensed from resentment beside the Road to the Underworld?"

"I guess so."

"I scratched her with my fingernails, and then I was able to escape the Road to the Underworld and return to life."

"I still don't understand what you're trying to say."

Clearly, Half a Face hadn't gotten the point.

"The one who caused my car accident was a ghost messenger from Tongcheng. And then..." Zhou Ze pointed to his head, "There seems to be something wrong with her here, so she wanted to kill me, and then let me possess someone else's body to return my soul. The purpose is to fulfill her host's sister."

"So, you're telling me a tragic... love story?"

A ridiculous expression appeared on Half a Face's face.

What was the point?

He could understand Zhou Ze's current laziness, either drinking coffee or lying down, as if he didn't care about his impending doom.

But that didn't mean he was willing to waste time here listening to Zhou Ze tell a new version of *A Chinese Ghost Story*.

"What I mean is, I think, my fingernails..."

Zhou Ze raised his fingernails again.

"Fingernails, what about them?"

Half a Face also raised his hand, and the same five fingernails were revealed.

After all, they came from the same lineage, or rather, they were both cubs who came out of Dog Village.

It was just that Half a Face was more impressive. He had many self-created techniques. He wouldn't be like Zhou Ze, just forcibly changing a name, making it sound like he had changed Overturning Clouds and Rain into Coffee and Newspaper, but in fact, it was still the same old wine in a new bottle.

It was a bit like someone who dropped out of high school and someone who had already entered the Chinese Academy of Sciences. The same thing was that everyone had received nine years of compulsory education.

The reason why Half a Face failed to understand Zhou Ze's meaning was not because he was careless, but because everyone actually had a visual blind spot.

That was, in Half a Face's opinion, these fingernails were standard equipment.

As a jiangshi (Chinese zombie), if you don't have a set of beautiful black fingernails, what kind of jiangshi are you?

"I think my fingernails were triggered by that old man."

Zhou Ze finally said what was on his mind.

Half a Face was silent, silent, silent, sil...

Hahahaha!

Half a Face laughed so hard that tears were about to come out, oh no, it was lotus root juice.

Immediately afterward, Half a Face walked up to Zhou Ze, bent down, looked at the five fingernails on Zhou Ze's fingers, and said seriously:

"Although, I have never been very convinced of that one, there is one thing I have to admit. He, and his things, even as small as these fingernails, are not something that any Tom, Dick, or Harry can replicate.

It is very likely that after your car accident, your soul was stimulated, and you were lucky enough to awaken his power on the Road to the Underworld.

To put it in a way that is easier to understand, it is to awaken your bloodline talent. It has nothing to do with any old man, and it has nothing to do with that crazy ghost messenger."

"No, it's not."

Zhou Ze shook his head.

He knew that what Half a Face said made a lot of sense.

But he still felt that something was really wrong.

"In fact, there is also a logical problem here."

Half a Face frowned.

Honestly, he would rather go chat with that Doctor Wang Ke again than play elementary school riddles with this Dog Village junior in front of him.

Zhou Ze became more and more interested, although this interest came somewhat inexplicably, but in the dark, Zhou Ze felt that it seemed to be quite natural.

At the moment, Zhou Ze got up, walked to the desk, picked up a pen, and tore off a piece of paper.

He first drew a person on the paper, a round head, a round belly, and four more ovals.

Half a Face showed a look of astonishment beside him.

Zhou Ze raised his head in surprise and asked, "What's wrong?"

"What terrible drawing skills."

"..." Zhou Ze.

"This is me." Zhou Ze pointed to the person on the paper with the tip of his pen.

"An abstract you."

"I suddenly find that you seem to have become much more cheerful."

"Thanks to your childhood friend."

"I will pass on your praise to him."

"You can really suggest that he hang himself when he gets back tonight, maybe he can immediately become a high-ranking official in the underworld. The one standing downstairs seems to admire him too."

"Off topic."

"Oh, then you continue."

Zhou Ze drew another similar "person," but he added a crutch and some beard to this person.

"This is an old man," Half a Face said.

"I can go through the whole thing again from beginning to end."

Hearing this, Half a Face raised his head and looked at the time. The impatience to leave was already obvious.

Zhou Ze pretended not to see it and continued:

"First, I treated him in the hospital, and then my arm was scratched by him."

"Mm."

"Then, on my way to the orphanage, I was killed by a premeditated truck driver."

"Mm."

"I attended my own funeral and was burned... Anyway, I went to hell."

"Mm."

"I was different from the souls on the Road to the Underworld. I still had my own consciousness. I was attracted to the faceless woman. She wanted to trap me there forever. I injured her with my fingernails, and then I was able to escape and return to life."

"Mm."

"After I came back to life, I happened to pass by a bookstore in the Wuzhou International Business District and met Xu Le, who had just been knocked to death with a stick. So, I took over his body, which is my current body."

"Mm."

"Finally, I continue to live as Xu Le."

"Mm."

Half a Face's eyes had narrowed.

He was sleepy.

With each step, Zhou Ze drew a circle on the paper as a mark.

At this time, it was less like he was telling Half a Face and more like Zhou Ze was analyzing it for himself.

In the past, it was not taken seriously, or even if you took it seriously, it was not really a big deal. Now, it seemed that there was a huge secret hidden within.

"I said that my return to life and this physical body both originated from the design of that crazy female ghost messenger. Her consciousness has already become mixed with the host's consciousness, and she instinctively regards Doctor Lin, who is now my nominal wife, as her sister, intending to fulfill her sister's wish."

"Huff... huff... huff..."

"The person who knocked Xu Le to death that day was investigated by me afterward. He was dead, inlaid in the wall, and his body was filled with mercury. It was the work of that female ghost messenger. She wanted to handle everything cleanly."

In fact, as a ghost messenger, especially in the relaxed environment of the Ten Kings of Hell era, it was not difficult to pull off this kind of "borrowing a corpse to return the soul" trick. As long as the cleanup work was done well and it was not discovered, it would be fine.

Because later, Boss Zhou also did the same thing to Lao Zhang.

Therefore, never underestimate the wisdom of grassroots civil servants, otherwise, why would so many people risk their lives to take the civil service exam every year?

"This is a circle."

As Zhou Ze spoke, he drew another circle on the paper and looked at Half a Face.

Half a Face slowly opened his eyes, listlessly, "Mm."

"But there is a problem with this circle. I didn't notice this problem before, and I didn't bother to investigate it carefully, but now I feel that something is very wrong."

"Mm."

"In this circle, the crazy female ghost messenger is the designer of this circle. From my death in a car accident to my final choice to borrow a corpse to return the soul, everything fits the circle she designed. In the end, I also became her nominal 'brother-in-law,' and her purpose can be considered fulfilled."

"Mm."

"But here, there is a vacuum area..."

Half a Face suddenly opened his eyes, and a look of shock appeared in his eyes!

He understood!

"Do you understand?" Zhou Ze asked, while picking up the water glass next to him and taking a sip.

"She participated in the beginning and the end, but she didn't participate in this middle process. The problem lies here."

Half a Face's face finally showed seriousness.

Because one thing was very clear and certain: that female ghost messenger, whether she was crazy or not, she was, after all, just a ghost messenger!

Even if she had opened up the Ren and Du channels because of her madness, you could say that she had the strength of a head constable, you could say that she had the strength of an inspector, you could even say that she had the strength of a judge!

But the real situation was that even the one who was standing downstairs in front of the wall looking at landscape paintings all day long, if you asked him to discuss cooperation and deals with Ying Gou, he would have to flatter him and call him "Brother." Asking him to scheme against Ying Gou and make Ying Gou a part of his plan was impossible!

Half a Face was not trying to defend Ying Gou, but because he deeply understood what the two words "Ying Gou" meant!

Even when a tiger is dead, its power remains. Even a centipede dies but does not fall. Even the weakest and most vulnerable Ying Gou is still Ying Gou!

And in this intermediate link, Zhou Ze's black fingernails actually appeared, which was already related to the resurrection of Ying Gou's power. It could be said that Ying Gou's factors had been added to this circle.

Could that crazy female ghost messenger have designed this as well?

How could she have foreseen the terrifying soul sleeping in Zhou Ze's body?

Even Dizang, even Dizang, when he stood in front of Zhou Ze, could not immediately see the exact identity of the one in Zhou Ze's body!

"She should have had arrangements, but her arrangements may not have been used because of the awakening of the power within you."

Half a Face gave this explanation.

Zhou Ze shook his head and continued: "How do you explain the old man who scratched me with his fingernails?"

"Maybe... it's just a coincidence."

"If it's just a coincidence, then that old man should have nothing to do with her. After all, since she had already planned to kill me with a truck, there was no need to add anything extra before that."

"Mm, that should be the case."

"But no, because at that time, that old man said some things that made me once think that the old man was also a subordinate of that female ghost messenger."

"What did he say?"

"Below... below... the below is too terrible..."