"Trade your soul, you don't have anything else to use as a bargaining chip."

Ku Ding whispered as if he didn't care, but the voice was a little fluttering in Lao Qi's ears, like a ghost whisper, he was unstable, and a chill went straight into his brain along the vertebrae, which seemed to freeze his thinking ability.

"Of course, you still have time to think, and you can choose to refuse, but he doesn't have time, and he can't choose."

Lao Qi followed Ku Ding's gaze, looked at his brother outside the door, and his heart was entangled, he could detect some details from Ku Ding's attention to the previous group photo, but that didn't help him, it didn't matter if Ku Ding had anything to do with his previous employer or had a holiday, the person he asked for was Ku Ding, maybe only Ku Ding could help him now.

As for whether Ku Ding has the ability to solve what he has to do, Lao Qi doesn't want to think about it anymore, he is like a drowning man and decides to grasp this straw, otherwise he only has two ways to go.

Or, find another master to hug your thighs and become a vassal; Or, dry and exhaust, exhaust everything you have.

This is the reality, but neither of these two roads can save yourself, nor can you save the remaining brother, it is better to grasp the straw in front of you and fight.

As for the soul, or the soul or something...... When they did this kind of shady business, they had already put it aside, who cares, if this thing can be exchanged for money, I don't know how many people will choose to exchange it. Lao Qi hesitated, but he was just weird about Ku Ding's request.

"What do you want me to do? If you want my soul to die here? ”

Ku Ding shook his head, he knew that Lao Qi had a choice, and his smile was much kinder.

"There's no need to die, it's not so troublesome to want you to die, not to mention that I still have a lot of things for you to do, and those things that a dead person can't do. Signed this ...... Well...... You think it's a contract or a contract, it's fine. ”

Ku Ding said, Meng Po, who had never shown up, came with money, as if she had been prepared, and it seemed that it was the so-called contract or contract in her hand.

This thing is only one page, but there are a lot of words written on it, but those handwritings, Lao Qi doesn't know any of them, it looks like a ghost drawing, it is not a common text at all now, only there is a small blank at the bottom, it seems to be waiting for Lao Qi to sign.

Lao Qi can be regarded as well-informed, but what he has seen and learned in this moment has exceeded the scope of his cognition, whether it is the words on it, or the material of this page, or even the pen he has now in his hand is a little strange.

A completely incomprehensible document for people to sign, this must not be binding, but Lao Qi didn't care about it, and signed it with a pen, but he immediately found that there was no pen oil in the pen, he wrote one side, and there were no words.

"This ......"

Lao Qi just wanted to ask, but Meng Po next to him handed over a stone needle, which was really the appearance of a needle polished out of some kind of stone.

"You can write with your own blood."

Obviously, this stone needle was used to prick Lao Qi's hand and take blood.

More and more felt that Ku Ding was a little weird, but Lao Qi still pricked his left index finger with a stone needle as required, he didn't feel pain, the stone needle pierced just made him panic, but he didn't think much about it, and then dipped the tip of the pen up, but the next moment, he found that the pen was like a dropper, sucking all the blood oozing out of his index finger.

Exhaled, Lao Qi picked up the pen and signed.

Qi Zhenshan.

This is Lao Qi's real name, but, at the same time as the word was signed, a voice sounded in Lao Qi's mind, at that moment, he clearly knew that the voice was telling him the content of the words he didn't know, and before he finished the last stroke, he had time to stop and refuse.

The content of the text is generally very simple, and it is expressed in one sentence, that there is, everything after the death of the seventh child in the future will belong to Ku Ding, everything!

The word death appears many times in the whole content, and Lao Qi muttered in his heart, but ...... Whatever.

After signing, Lao Qi felt as if his heart was being held tightly by something, and the pain made his whole body shrink, but this feeling was only for a moment, and then he saw the very beautiful woman next to him, that is, Meng Po handed him a gold coin.

The gold coin is very simple, the obverse is an ancient character, and the reverse is a pattern, but the old seven on both sides did not see any doorway.

"Put this away, throw it away and you'll die."

Meng Po's voice was good, but there was indifference in her tone, and Meng Po's smile seemed to be forever only open to Ku Ding, and then she put away her things and left quietly.

Ku Ding stood up and said to Lao Qi: "Okay, you will also be counted as a person on my side in the future, that gold coin is a token, don't drop it, although you won't die if you drop it, but there will always be something bad, if you see someone with the same gold coin in the future, it will be your own person." ”

Lao Qi nodded, held the gold coin in his hand, and then put it close to his body, and saw Ku Ding stand up, and hurriedly stood up, but his feet were soft, and he sat back with his ass, and he found that his head was a little dizzy, and he felt like some anemic.

He subconsciously glanced at the index finger of his left hand that had been pierced by the stone needle just now, including the entire arm, which was a little pale, as if the pen just now had sucked a lot of blood from him, but he obviously only wrote three words, not to mention that the pen was the size and thickness of an ordinary pen.

"Just go back and recuperate, let's solve the first thing first."

Ku Ding beckoned to the door, but Ning Meng hesitated for a moment, but still brought in the person with the smell of corpses.

This person's expression is sluggish, and his movements are completely guided by people, and his exposed skin has not much blood, and even his eyes are dull, like a puppet, thin skin and bones.

"Are you sure you want him to live?"

Ku Ding's question was not without reason, this man no longer had a human appearance, so he hung in one breath, if he was still conscious, he would definitely be worse than dead.

Lao Qi naturally knew that he had been torturing him, but he really let him die? Didn't he desperately escape from that tomb just to live?

"Can you cure him completely?"

Lao Qi's voice was pleading.

"It's not impossible, it's up to you to do it."

Ku Ding squinted his eyes, in his eyes, this man who only had one breath left was completely devoid, he was already a dead corpse, and that breath was hanging, but it was not a good thing.

"What do you want me to do?"

"There is a way to live in life, there is a cave in death, I think you also know that this friend of yours is going to die, or he is already dead at all, and it is not impossible to let him live, before twelve o'clock tonight, go find a substitute for the dead ghost, it is not okay to catch one at random, what I want is completely voluntary."

"A person who is willing even if he knows that he is a substitute for the dead."