"Spare your life!"

If this sentence was shouted by a parrot, Zhao Ke might not be surprised.

But this sentence was actually shouted from the mouth of a pigeon, which made Zhao Ke startled, this is not a terrifying space, a pigeon can speak??

But if you listen closely, the sound is quite familiar, the voice is not shouted from the pigeon's mouth, but only from the pigeon's mouth.

Seeing this, the golden pupil of Zhao Ke's left eye flashed, activating his insight ability.

For a while, the golden pupils flashed with a strong light, and then looked, there was actually a fox's face on the belly of the pigeon.

"It's you!"

It was only a day apart, and the lost soul bead actually fell into her hand again after a turn, and Zhao Ke looked at her carefully.

It's angry and funny.

"Why did you come with you when you already ran away?"

"I don't have Nedan, I won't survive long, as long as you give Nedan back to me, I am willing to make an alliance with you."

She had reached this point, and she was already desperate, this pigeon was more gluttonous, and swallowed the soul bead that sealed it, causing her to be able to occupy the pigeon's body.

But after this battle, the vitality was hit hard, and the yin qi that was originally in the fox skin, because of the worship of the disciples who came out of the horse, was hoarded by more than half of it.

If she doesn't find Neidan again, what awaits her is that her soul is scattered, so she took the risk to follow Zhao Ke, but she didn't expect that she would be discovered by Zhao Ke so quickly.

"It's late!"

The fox's words not only did not make Zhao Ke show joy, but a frost hung on Zhao Ke's face, and Zhao Ke's eyes were gloomy and scary.

It's not that the opportunity has not been given, and Zhao Ke didn't think about it at first, after all, he needs a good companion to assist him in many aspects.

Rem?

That's right, there is no need to doubt Rem's loyalty, because she is also a part of herself, but Zhao Ke doesn't trust her in his heart, not Rem himself, it's those seven guys.

Zhao Ke's biggest headache so far is why, these seven guys, at all costs, created a Rem.

As for what the psychiatrist Wang Na said, they are dying and other issues, in Zhao Ke's eyes, it is pure.

Anyway, he is also a sub-personality who has lived with him for more than 20 years, and he is dying, so he handed over his last words to the psychiatrist doctor to state it.

It's like a person's father on his deathbed, pushing his children away, pulling Uncle Wang across the door to his door, saying his last wish, making it clear that there is a traitor...... Sentiment.

But this fox doesn't know what to do, how downtrodden he is, and he dares to make his own calculations.

Now begging for mercy, how could Zhao Ke believe her.

Zhao Ke found a rope from the mail book, trapped the pigeon's wings and feet together, threw it aside, and prepared his camp tent for sleeping in the open.

The tent that was exchanged from the stamp book, although it cost a few postage points.

But the price is worth the goods, and as soon as the air valve of the tent is pulled, I see that the tent is quickly erected, and the raised stone steps of the cliff occupy more than half.

What Zhao Ke has to do is to fix the four corners of the tent, which is simple and trouble-free, if those donkey friends who like to go out to see it, they must be envious to death.

Not to mention, there are inflatable sofas and soft beds, as well as electric heating, etc., in general, Zhao Ke is still very satisfied.

This raised cliff faces exactly east, and the sun is very warm every day, with enough light to sustain the tents.

Although there is an induction cooker, Zhao Ke does not plan to use it, on the contrary, he prefers to use charcoal to bake it slowly, so that the aroma of the meat can be roasted little by little.

After three or two strokes, Zhao Ke set up the pyre, put the pot on it, and wanted to boil a pot of water, but when Zhao Ke took out the container for storing water from the mail book.

Only then did it occur that it was not filled with water, but pure stone milk pubyan, which should be the same as water, but it was very viscous, and I don't know what the effect would be when boiled with this thing.

Thinking of this, Zhao Ke simply poured the stone milk into the pot, and then grabbed the pigeon, in order to maintain the deliciousness of the pigeon, Zhao Ke first found a basin of cold water, grabbed the pigeon's head and pressed it directly into the basin.

You must know that pigeon blood is a great tonic, if you directly bleed, it will be wasted.

So you need to suffocate directly when you are alive.

"Quack Quack ......"

Seeing that he was constantly flapping his wings, Zhao Ke could see the belly of the pigeon, and the fox face was constantly twisting and struggling.

"It seems that you can feel the same pain when you possess it, so do other ghosts?"

Zhao Ke looked at the distorted face, but wrote it down, after all, in the terrifying space, you can encounter anything, and if you can know more things, you won't be afraid of useless times.

Seeing that the pigeon was completely immobile, Zhao Ke casually threw the pigeon aside, waiting for the corpse to cool down and the blood inside to coagulate before he could continue to do it.

Using an induction cooker to boil a pot of hot water, Zhao Ke saw that the pigeon was almost there, lifted it, grabbed his neck with one hand, and began to pour boiling water on the pigeon spoonful by spoonful.

With each spoonful, the pigeon's belly bulges, apparently even the fox can relate to it, and wait for the fur to be cleaned up.

Zhao Kecai picked up the knife, and the sharp blade was like a life-giving spirit in Zhao Ke's hand, and the blade began to cut along the pigeon's wings.

Avoiding the bones, gently removing the fascia, the technique was fast and accurate, and before he could see what was going on, he saw that the blade was picked, and the bones were picked out by Zhao Ke.

When the flesh is gently closed, you can see that the pigeon is a little soft, but you can't see where the knife marks are.

This kind of knife work is enough to make those so-called Michelin chefs embarrassed.

After Zhao Ke disposed of the bones in other places, he looked at the belly of the pigeon: "I'll give you one last chance, a word to move me, I'll give you a good time." ”

was tortured to this extent, if he was an ordinary person, he would definitely say a sentence immediately, begging for death, if it was really like that, Zhao Ke would be able to torture him to the point that life was worse than death.

If you say a good word, Zhao Ke is in a good mood, maybe he will send her to see the king of Hades with a knife.

"I am willing to give you a soul, and I will confess you as Lord, and I will be a slave forever."

Obviously, the fox doesn't want to die yet, and to this extent, all he wants is to live, and he would rather sell his soul to live.

"Give a soul and confess me as Lord."

Zhao Ke squinted his eyes, only to see that the small blade, inadvertently, quickly swirled between the five fingers of Zhao Ke's hand, the speed was not fast, but the constantly changing flower shape of the blade was dazzling.

"Yes, I give my soul to you, I just ask you to surround me from dying, I can tell you everything I know, Changbai Mountain, there are many secrets, and the secrets of my fox family, you can tell you."

has reached this level, there is no need for her to hide Zhao Ke, 1510 confessed a lot of secrets.

At this time, I saw Zhao Ke's brows sinking and said, "That's not right!" ”

"What? What's wrong? ”

Hearing Zhao Ke's doubts, the fox quickly began to think, for fear that he was not right.

"Oh, I mean, the timing isn't right."

Seeing Zhao Ke's kung fu when he said this, he reached out and grabbed the pigeon corpse.

The sharp knife in his hand slashed along the pigeon's chest to the end, and with a slight hook at the end of the pigeon's tail, he saw that the pigeon's chest and the entire internal organs were completely removed.

Zhao Ke casually threw the pigeon into the boiling stone milk, looked at the time, and couldn't help but shake his head: "Fortunately, the time is just right, but fortunately the teacher is not there, otherwise it would be another scolding." ”

Thinking of that teacher, Zhao Ke missed him a little when he arrived, and said in his heart: "When you become a regent, you might as well go and see this old guy." ”

Immediately, Zhao Ke used a knife to pick open the pigeon skeleton, a purple and cyan pigeon stomach, and when the tip of the knife was picked, he saw that the soul bead of the sealing fox was still inside, but there were a few more cracks on the beads.

"I won't promise you, but I've thought of a good place for you."

Zhao Ke stretched out his hand to summon the mail album, took out an iron plate from the mail album, put the soul bead in his hand, grinned, and a sly light flashed in his eyes.