Chapter 548: The Lord of My Clan
Three people in the wax museum,
After "turning the clouds and rain" with one hand,
Controlled the little boy who seemed to be the most tricky in their eyes.
Next
It's nothing more than getting what they want.
Unfortunately,
Boss Zhou didn't know what they wanted,
But Boss Zhou has already made up his mind that when this is the case, he will drag Lawyer An to that place in Rugao County again, and let Lawyer An dig up "his past" again.
Something must have been missed,
And that thing must be important,
Otherwise, this woman wouldn't have come with such fanfare.
The wax museum should be real, it was originally opened here, but the three employees in the wax museum were frozen by Li Daitao.
The little boy had taken off the heads of the people before, proving that the man must be dead.
Everything is done without leakage, just to wait for yourself?
But if Wang Ke hadn't brought Xiao Lori here today, he would definitely not have come.
or,
It's that they didn't plan to do it today,
Maybe after the opening, please come by yourself,
Who would have thought that he would come to the door directly on the first day.
Tut
This is the unlucky person who drinks cold water and stuffs his teeth?
The little boy lay on the ground, covered with black chains one after another, like a demon imprisoned here, waiting for his own punishment.
No matter how much he roared or struggled, he could not shake the chain in the slightest.
He was furious,
Because he misses to study,
At least during this time period,
He really wanted to go to school!
Poor baby, how can you bear not to let him study?
The female curator appeared in front of Zhou Ze in the next second, and put her face in front of Zhou Ze,
smile
Still smiling,
That's a damn smile.
"We are not prepared to be an enemy of anyone, in fact, we only received a message from Lu Pingzhi before, and we came to Tongcheng to make a deal with him.
You guessed it right before,
We are not the people of the underworld,
though
You're just a little ghost,
But since you can drive zombies of this level to your advantage,
We will not despise you either.
So be it,
What do you want
Say it
We're here to make this deal with you. β
"I'd like to talk to you."
Zhou Ze said very seriously.
It was a wax figure of Wingou sitting on the throne,
Next is the "Turning of Clouds and Rain",
Zhou Ze felt that he should have a good chat.
The female curator slowly straightened up,
She's tall,
Coupled with the blessing of high heels, she was a little taller than Zhou Ze, she seemed to be thinking, and then said with some doubts:
"That's your condition?"
implication
You're not kidding us?
"That's my condition."
"Alas, I'm sorry, I can't promise you because we don't have enough time."
The female curator shook her head in embarrassment,
Pointing to the little boy who was suppressed in the place, he said:
"We couldn't trap him for long, and honestly, he was a real nuisance, a nuisance that we hadn't anticipated before."
"Oh, sorry, I didn't think it through."
Zhou Ze stretched out his hand,
Five nails grew out,
Close your eyes,
If you look closely, you can see that Zhou Ze's fingertips are trembling slightly,
Then
The chains that were originally bound to the little boy's body,
Released in an instant,
It turned into a chain that swayed like a reed.
"Roar!"
The little boy immediately stood up,
There was a roar,
He's out of trouble!
"Okay, that's the concern for you."
"............" female curator.
You don't have to worry about not being able to trap him for too long.
Because he's out of trouble.
The two employees who were kneeling on the ground looked at each other,
I couldn't believe what had just happened in front of me.
The female curator's face also showed a look of shock,
Shaoqing,
She took a step back,
Bow slightly to Zhou Ze,
"I apologize to you for my abruptness, and I'm glad that I didn't cause you substantial harm before."
Copy out the wax figures and go out,
It's really just a game.
The wax figures thought they were themselves,
Nature is unlikely to cause much damage.
Of course
What the female curator doesn't know is that
Wang Ke's wife was a little mentally abnormal, and after she found out that her husband and daughter were fake, she was stimulated and killed them!
That's for later.
Zhou Ze touched his chin,
Road:
"Can we talk now?"
"Yes, you are eligible to trade with us."
The female curator pointed to the two employees who were crawling on the ground and said, "You guys clean up here." β
"Yes."
"Yes."
Maybe it was Zhou Ze who easily untied the little boy's confinement before, making the female curator feel as if she had kicked the iron plate.
Many previous judgments had to be overturned because of this,
Like what
Who's on whom?
can accept zombies of this level as subordinates, and they will come and go as soon as they are summoned.
It's going to be much more powerful than this zombie.
It's a ghost that's almost fake,
But by no means an ordinary ghost.
Ordinary ghosts wouldn't kill Lu Ping and grab that thing.
The female curator shook her head, she felt that she was a little anxious, and she was a little unsightly.
All of this is because Zhou Ze just unsealed it lightly, and instantly "looked up to the mountains" to Zhou Ze,
thinks he's just a master with a ghostly identity.
What she couldn't have imagined was that their reverent moves actually had another name here in Zhou Ze.
The little boy looked at Zhou Ze, and seeing that Zhou Ze nodded, the little boy immediately put away his fangs, his claws returned to their original shape, and silently stood behind Zhou Ze.
Whispered:
"That thing really trapped me just now."
He wants to go to school,
I really want to go to school!
Zhou Ze reached out and patted his head, but didn't say anything.
The female curator made another pot of tea and invited Zhou Ze to sit down.
Zhou Ze was a few meters away, didn't walk over, and looked at the ground under the coffee table.
To be precise,
There should be a mirror there.
Before, Zhou Ze thought it was an ornament, so he didn't pay too much attention to it, but now, he found that something was wrong.
Seeing this, the female curator,
rise
Go to the mirror,
Then he raised his hand,
A cloud of wax began to coalesce at her feet,
reshaped an identical her.
The two female curators stand opposite each other,
expression
action
Look
Same.
"I think you've just seen the wax figure I made for you."
"I think you've just seen the wax figure I made for you."
Zhou Ze nodded.
The female curator reached out and gently pinched herself, and then the other began to melt.
Before, Wang Ke, Zhou Ze and others came here, and they were also made into wax figures in this way.
"How does this work?"
Zhou Ze asked with some curiosity.
Not a puppet,
And the wax figure made has the same thinking and consciousness as the deity.
Even the wax figure will think of itself as a deity,
Most importantly,
speed of manufacture,
So fast!
I was nothing more than a cup of tea here for a while,
The wax figure itself has already gone back to drink coffee and take a shower.
"I'm sorry, I can't learn this."
When she said this, the female curator glanced thoughtfully at the little boy who was still standing beside Zhou Ze and staring at him.
"If you want to learn, you can still learn."
Zhou Ze was still a little unwilling.
"This is an ability inherited from our ancestors, a supernatural power given by a supreme person, and it is impossible for anyone other than our clan to learn it."
When you hear the words "supreme person",
Zhou Ze's eyelids jumped,
Think of "turning clouds and rain" again,
The supreme man,
It can't be the one who sits in a chair and dozes off, right?
yes
You've hidden so many things,
You haven't told me!
"You may be seated."
The female curator invited again.
Zhou Ze sat down.
However, this time he didn't drink tea because the tea was too bitter.
seem
People who are more or think they are more compelled like to drink bitter tea.
"Three bottles of Yin Water, one Blood Pill, plus a secret realm of hiding, this is the deal we talked to Lu Ping about before, for you, the hiding place is definitely not needed, after all, you have a public identity.
So, add another bottle of yin water, what do you think? β
Zhou Ze quietly picked up the teacup,
Forgot that it was bitter tea,
took a sip,
This is to hide the embarrassment.
Yin water, what is it?
Blood pill, what is it?
I don't even know what these are, how can I answer you enough?
"Can you make talismans? And the blood pill that can enhance qi and blood even if it is eaten by zombies? I want it so much. β
Zhou Ze frowned slightly, his face dignified.
The little boy stuck out his tongue and took a step back.
"Ahem............"
Zhou Ze coughed, in fact, he knew that the little zombie was afraid of his embarrassment and deliberately explained.
If you have yin water, you can give it to Xu Qinglang.
If you have a blood pill, it seems that you can use it for Lao Zhang.
"The price, is it reasonable?"
The female curator asked.
"Let me ask you a question." Zhou Ze put down the teacup, "Do you know that the ninth hall is gone?" β
The female curator's pupils shrank, and she didn't hide her shock.
"So, do you know what will be involved in your deal with the remnants of the Ninth Temple?"
The female curator closed her eyes, as if digesting the news, and then, she opened her eyes and spread her hands a little lazily,
Road:
"The change of Yin Si, that is Yin Si's own business, and it has nothing to do with us. For thousands of years, our clan and Yin Si have always kept the water from the well and the river water.
even
Speaking of generations,
Our clan is much bigger than that Yin Si, and they are only juniors in front of our clan. β
pretending to be forced,
She's pretending!
And this forced taste,
It's so familiar!
Fortune is fickle
The winner is king, and the loser is the coward,
The feeling of the female curator saying this is a bit like some fruit fans twisting their necks and shouting that this year is the Republic of China.
But this cannot hide the fact that they lost the country in the first place.
"I'm going to give this thing to Yinji. Leave it to you, I'm afraid I'll be implicated too. β
Although I don't know what it is, but the clichΓ© TV on the scene is played every day, who wouldn't know?
The female curator's face sank,
Her kind words,
Her excellent attitude,
actually got this reply in exchange,
She stood up silently, her hands propped on the coffee table, and for the first time, she put away that damn smile,
He said very seriously:
"You don't have to worry about your own cunis,
On the day when the Lord of our people awakens from the throne of bones,
This hell,
Destined to change color again!
Lord-sama,
Your decision today,
You may suffer the wrath of our Lord in the future!
He will send you a punishment of robbery,
Room
hell
As far as my lord's eyes go,
You have nowhere to run! β
Boss Zhou, who was drinking tea, heard this impassioned threat,
Direct:
"Poof!"