Chapter 133: Abyss Ticket

"There are no signs of life, he is dead!"

This is an operating room, and it is very dark inside, except for the ultra-high wattle burning lamp in the middle.

In the middle lay a half-cut corpse, no longer breathing, only a hideous face and a blood-soaked white body, his mouth was wide open in despair, and his sharp fangs were exposed, as if to express his unwillingness, but he could not escape the shackles of fate.

He is dead and will not be resurrected again.

"So dead?" The elephant dragon glanced at the corpse, as if he couldn't believe it.

"To be precise, the body is dead, according to the laws of heaven and earth, he will be completely zombified within seven days, zombies are extremely yin evil things abandoned by the Three Realms, if the soul is locked in the body, it will never come out, and then there will only be a zombie Qin Yang, and there will be no more Qin Yang, the god of death." Gu Le replied.

"Oh? That would be great..."

The elephant dragon cracked its mouth to reveal a row of eerie teeth, and at this time it was no longer the image of a fat man, and the skin on its face fell off layer by layer, revealing its true face.

It was a gasp face, the face was relatively young, but it was not a normal face, the face had been split into a dozen parts, but it was sewn together with thick lines, like a stitched corpse in a morgue, and it was disgusting.

"Doctor Gu, good job, the last thing, go ahead, after you finish this ticket, you will get a temple ticket, Lord Death is waiting for you, hehehe~~!"

Gu Le gritted his teeth fiercely and asked coldly, "Those friends of mine, what will happen to them?" ”

"They? Qin Yang has become a zombie, and we don't need scapegoats anymore, they no longer pose a threat to the Divine Master, of course..."

"Of course it's slaughtered, except for Zhao Sisi, all the others have been slaughtered, made into leaf-shaped lung slices, braised fat man's head, and a few bowls of human head rice, it's really a great enjoyment!"

A voice with a discordant voice came, and Qin Yang, who had incarnated as Hu Shu, continued his stupid behavior.

Seeing the two of them looking at him with stunned expressions, Qin Yang touched his head embarrassedly: "I'm sorry, isn't it too excited, I said everything in my heart at once." ”

Xianglong glanced at him with disdain, turned to Gu Le, and said, "A fox who hasn't eaten people for a long time, don't worry about him, I promised you that I would let them go, and I will definitely not break my word, don't worry!" ”

"By the way, is our promise valid, do you want to ask the Lord God?" Qin Suo stared at the elephant dragon with a sincere expression.

"Uh~~~!"

The treacherous face of the elephant dragon that stood up would actually be bruised: "You shut up for me!" ”

Gu Le's face obviously changed, and he was already full of deep suspicion: "Xianglong, don't treat me as an idiot, killing them won't do you any good, why do you want to do a black hand?" ”

"There's no good, so I'm not going to do it!" The elephant dragon grew impatient.

"Yes, we don't need to do it, we have brothers, hehe..."

"Mr. Hu Shu, can you stop interjecting~~!"

"Where's that?"

"I'll go, whatever you want to plug in, don't bother us!!"

The elephant dragon was so angry that his face was about to crack, this was an extremely nasty feeling, this feeling had only been experienced when he was in contact with Qin Yang before, it was really happy to think that he was dead, but he didn't expect that there would be an inheritor.

Qin Yang sighed, threw an inexplicable look at Gu Le, and then turned around and walked out.

"As I said, I won't touch them, we just need the flesh of the yin."

"My teacher Ye Tiankun is actually extremely poor in technical talent, and his ten years of research can't compare to you in a month, so we gave you this opportunity to enter the Black Card Club and serve Lord Death!"

"Of course, you can give up this opportunity, and that will be the beginning of your tragic life!"

"You're a smart man, you should know what matters..."

......

Balala, the elephant dragon is trying its best to woo Gu Le.

Qin Yang had nothing to do and walked out, and at this time Yang Yuebing was standing outside the garden, looking at the little ghosts floating around outside with a sad face.

This little ghost is more like the little ghost he adopted when he first entered the blood curse hell, at that time he didn't have time to feed it, and it was useless to entrust the fat man, only she would risk her life to feed his three powerful ghosts fat and fat.

I didn't expect that humans also like to raise ghosts.

Well? Wrong.

The ball head, the blood-red children's dress, and the yin expression...

"Rub, that's that little ghost in my house~!"

Qin Yang opened his mouth and looked confused, and was about to walk over, but saw Yang Yuebing walking over lightly and raising his hand towards the little ghost, the little ghost seemed to be very happy, and pounced on it with a whimper.

"Ah~~~!"

Yang Yuebing groaned in pain, and the little ghost pounced directly on her and her nose and sucked something desperately, and after a while, her face turned pale and she couldn't support it.

"Sisterβ€”" The imp stopped.

"It's okay, your brother Qin Yang has gone far away, and he may not be able to come back for a long time, and my sister promised to help him take care of you, then... Then you must be fed! ”

"Thank you, sister..."

The imp sucked for a while, seemed to be full, and then flew out contentedly.

At this time, Yang Yuebing's face was already pale, as if she was going west at any time.

This is looking for death, generally speaking, Qin Yang feeds ghosts with blood, either it is stolen by the gods, or it is bought from the blood bank, and if they take a step back, then use animal blood, if they want to inhale yang energy, then take some animals and give them them, they never use people.

You must know that people's yang energy is quite delicious for ghosts, and after trying a few times, they will become addicted, and when the time comes, they will keep pestering the master until the master's soul is gone, and finally most of them will become evil ghosts because they satisfy their appetite that is not terrifying.

What the hell is this woman thinking!

.......

"You're Miss Husu, Qin Yang, the god of death, is dead, do you still need to keep an eye on me?"

Yang Yuebing staggered to her feet, her voice full of pathos.

Now Qin Yang is confirmed, this Hu Su is really a traitor again, he feels that this black card is powerful, and the ability to implant a traitor is comparable to the movie Infernal Affairs.

What happened to Hu Su had no effect on him, after all, the soul was locked, and she would never be able to come out.

It was Yang Yuebing, who was a little touched by her grief-stricken appearance, and her heart ached slightly.

This hasn't happened in more than a thousand years.

Is it the reason for changing to a sensual body?

"Miss Husu, can I ask you for one thing?" Yang Yuebing tried hard to suppress her sadness.

"Tell me about it." Qin Yang didn't want to fight anymore.

"I want to meet with the Black Card Grim Reaper, and I hope you can give me a ticket."

"Tickets?"

"Yes, I'm going to see the Black Card Death Reaper, I must enter the abyss once, and then I will die, don't you want me to dedicate myself to the ancient gods, I will take the initiative to send it out, and I will not resist again!"

"Old Gods?"

Qin Yang suddenly realized, and suddenly understood something...