After thinking about it for a while, Zhou Ling still walked into the hut, the room was very broken, and there were some rusty blades and scissors scattered on several ebony shelves.

"Ahem......" A hoarse voice, Zhou Ling turned around and saw that it was a middle-aged man who was depressed, wearing a dirty and smelly coat, messy gray and black hair, and two black eyes glanced at Zhou Ling, which was inexplicably a little frightening, Zhou Ling nodded, and the middle-aged man was not surprised that a girl came here, looked at Zhou Ling, handed her a knife, and said:

"Give me some of your blood",

Zhou Ling remained silent,

"Why?"

"This is what you need."

Zhou Ling didn't ask, anyway, she was in an abnormal state now, if in her previous life, it would be impossible for Zhou Ling to buy a knife here, she hadn't even killed a chicken in her previous life, let alone use a knife to kill zombies and scumbags in the future.

took the knife and cut his fingers directly, Zhou Ling found that his blood was dark and black, not the blood of a normal person, the middle-aged man looked at the knife stained with Zhou Ling's blood in surprise, the knife had turned into a weird thick purple, and suddenly smiled weirdly, and the smile looked like a charlatan on his obscene face.

"I didn't expect it, I really didn't expect it to be a little girl."

Without waiting for Zhou Ling to react, the middle-aged man staggered out a dusty box from under the ebony shelf, which was tightly sealed, and used a knife stained with Zhou Ling's blood to cut the lock that looked old.

A heavy bloody and eerie chill came to his face, Zhou Ling looked at the strangely shaped knife in front of him in surprise, saying that it was a knife, it was better to say that it was like a person's hand bones, the handle of the knife was a strange dark red red human bone hand, the cold light at the bone joints was shining, but the blade at the arm was a sharp scimitar type, and a closed eye was carved in the middle of the knife, as if it would open at any time, and there seemed to be some dry blood marks left on it, mottled to form a peculiar pattern, and in this black rumbling place, there was a cold light of Sensen's blood. If he hadn't known that it was a knife early on, Zhou Ling felt that it was more like a human bone cursed by a demon, and if he was an ordinary person, he would probably be shocked by this knife, because no one would design a knife like this. But Zhou Ling is a person who has died once, this knife, she likes it very much, she took it in her hand, held the handle of the human bone hand, and in an instant, a dark red flashed in Zhou Ling's eyes, extremely fast, feeling the touch of cold bone marrow in her hand, her eyes couldn't help but narrow. When the middle-aged man saw this, he said with bad intentions:

"Little girl, this knife is an extremely evil knife, and the price is also very considerable." Zhou Ling was silent for a moment and said:

"I don't have any money."

The middle-aged man's face was ugly all of a sudden, and he snorted, just about to withdraw the knife. I heard Zhou Ling's voice again,

"I can exchange things for it, you see how this piece of jade is." The middle-aged man looked back and saw that Zhou Ling was holding a delicate and small mutton fat jade Buddha. It's shimmering softly. The middle-aged man looked at it fixedly for a while, as if he had made a decision

"Okay, just trade it for it." Zhou Ling handed the Buddha statue to the middle-aged man without hesitation, she had no heart, and she didn't need the blessing of the Buddha statue, she no longer had any kind thoughts about the tragic death in the previous life. Sending the Buddha statue away today means that she has given up on her previous life.

Just as Zhou Ling turned around and was about to leave, the middle-aged man behind him suddenly said:

"Evil, murderous, don't lose your life."

"Well, I will, and, well, well. Huh"

Zhou Ling didn't reply, and involuntarily chuckled, is it a very evil knife, I will call you a ghost hand in the future, I will live well, and I will take you to screw off the heads of those people. At the same time, in the sky that Zhou Ling couldn't see, a black dark cloud gradually filled the air, exuding the meaning of death.