Chapter 518: Humiliation

This, this, this......

The frightened Zhang Huacheng sat on the ground, slowly retreating with his hands and feet.

Could it be that Guangbai's soul is possessed by the clay statue? He wants to borrow a clay statue to resurrect his soul? Then I must escape!

But when he retreated to the door, he hesitated.

I just trampled Guangbai so badly, he will definitely seek revenge on me after he returns to his soul. Whether I can escape his pursuit or not will I leave it aside......

Zhang Huacheng turned his head to look at the secret room with the door open.

The most important thing is that I run away now, and the treasure of this secret room will definitely be divided by others, and it has nothing to do with me. Even if I survive, I can't get one-tenth of his property for a hundred years by deception, so what's the fun of my life!

It's better to give it a go......

Zhang Huacheng, who was hungry for profit, inserted his hand into his pants, fumbled for a piece of paper hidden in his underwear pocket, and then slowly took it out in his hand.

This is the top paper talisman of the Chimera Chamber of Commerce, the Hades Talisman! I don't believe you can bear it!

He stared at the hazy back of the clay statue with bloodshot eyes, and after making sure that the other party was not paying attention to him, he slowly crawled towards the back of the clay statue.

Closer, closer. So close that if you reach out your hand, you can touch the leg of the clay figure and stick the paper charm on it. But he flinched again, trembling all over, and did not even have the courage to raise his hand.

I, if I touch it, I'll wake it up...... Will it stomp me into a pulp......

Although the temptation of money is far greater than the fear of death, he is only a liar who uses charlatans to deceive people, not a hero.

It's weird. The clay statue is already absorbing the life force, but where is the compass?

Hanada, who was sitting in the golden sedan chair, pinched his fingers and thought for a moment, then came out of the sedan chair and stood in mid-air. With a wave of her right hand, a pot of black evergreens floated in front of her.

After the two exchanged ideas, Hanada nodded. With his hands folded, he entered Guangbai's study directly through the floor-to-ceiling glass, stood behind Zhang Huacheng, separated his hands, and aimed his palms at the headless clay statue.

When two black flocculent objects flew out of her palms and attached to the back of the clay statue, Zhang Huacheng finally raised his hand and pasted the paper talisman on the calf of the clay statue.

Then, Hanada silently recited the incantation, and Zhang Huacheng suddenly slapped himself in the face.

Labor and management are so stupid, how to activate the paper talisman without spilling blood!

He bit his finger and smeared the blood on the paper rune, which began to pulse, then fused together until it became a black ant with a huge upper jaw.

The ant crawled out of the paper talisman and shook its tentacles as if looking for something. When its antennae point at the mud statue's hazy head, it bounces off the mud statue's calf into the mist's head, and then vanishes.

How could it be so fast!

Hua Tian originally didn't take Zhang Huacheng in his eyes, and he was full of contempt for the way he bit his finger to activate the paper talisman, but he didn't expect that the ants conjured up by the runes on the paper talisman could be so fast that she could only catch a black line, but she couldn't see the specific movements of the ants. It is not even possible to determine whether the ants are inside the clay statue.

Thinking that in order to avoid capsizing in the gutter, she sped up her speech.

The two days of black flocculent objects quickly intertwined, forming a silver-white embroidery needle that reflected the ghostly light, spinning and burrowing into the clay statue.

She stretched out her right arm, put her right index finger and middle finger together and pointed to the eye of the needle behind the clay statue, and said softly: "Burst." ”

"Click~"

Several cracks appear at the eye of the needle.

"Click~"

The crack began to expand, and the mist head of the clay statue slowly rotated one hundred and eighty degrees, glaring at the flower field with the misty eyes.

Hanada didn't care, but continued to pour true qi into the eye of the needle. The mud at the eye of the needle seems to have weathered, and dust falls in a clump.

In the blink of an eye, the eye of the needle expands to the size of a fist.

Zhang Huacheng, who was dusted by dust, held his head high in a daze, watching the changes in the eye of the needle, and half of the stone in his heart fell.

It seems that the things of the Chimera Chamber of Commerce are still useful, but they are too expensive. But......

"Labor and management are rich people right away! Labor and management want to buy your store outright. He rolled over and lay on the ground, laughing out loud, causing the dust to fall into his mouth.

"Phew!"

When I got up and spit out a few mouthfuls of phlegm and looked at the clay statue again, the clay statue was only below the waist. At this moment, he no longer had the slightest fear of the clay statue and the possible existence of the Guangbai Soul in his heart.

"Made! Labor and management still think how powerful you are, and now it's not like you're in ashes! ”

He kicked the mud statue in the leg socket, and the mud statue broke off and fell to the ground, turning into a pile of loess, completely covering Guangbai's corpse.

Zhang Huacheng's spirit rose and fell like a roller coaster in a short period of time, but this did not make his heart stronger, but distorted him a little, and even collapsed.

He crouched beside the mound, his hands quickly pulling at the loess as fine as flour. After picking out the withered Guangbai, he howled and cried: "You old fellow! If you die, you have to scare labor and management! Labor and management almost believed in your wickedness! ”

He wiped his tears with his arm, then got up and walked to the corner and picked up the heavy blue and white porcelain vase.

"You scare labor, labor and management kill you!"

"Bang~click."

The thick bottom of the vase smashed into Guangbai's face, and the body of the bottle fell to the ground and fell into pieces of various sizes.

Zhang Huacheng picked up the largest fragment, rode on Guangbai's body, and poked the tip at Guangbai's already blurred cheek.

"You raise horses, and treat labor and management as turtle grandsons every day. Labor and management are going to make you a turtle son! ”

He cursed as he drew a turtle on Hirohaku's face with the tip of the shard. But he didn't feel happy, so he used the sharp remoteness of the fragments to stick to Guangbai's forehead, and cut off the scalp and white hair together.

He pinched his hair and stood up, bent down and spit out a mouthful of phlegm to Guangbai's bloody skull, very comfortable: "Haha, you are a cousin, and labor and management can still turn Moss bubbles!" ”

After speaking, he tucked Guangbai's hair into his belt, unzipped his pants again, and on Guangbai before walking towards the secret room.

In the past, the master who came to visit the dignitaries made the Kou family as a high-ranking person, and after practicing for a hundred years and going through hardships to become a Taoist Guangbai, now after being whipped by a dog * raised by himself, he lay in the mud full of shame and died.

"Alas~ Cultivating the Dao, what kind of Tao is the old man cultivating in this life, just ......" After a sigh came from the air, Guangbai's corpse closed its eyes and shed tears.

Zhang Huacheng, who had already entered the secret room, did not hear the movement outside the secret room, and all his attention was focused on the circular circle of light illuminated by the flashlight.

Wall, wall, wall.

The flashlight shone only on the walls, not to mention the piles of banknotes and gold, not even a steel hammer.

"How so?"

Zhang Huacheng, who was sweating profusely, suddenly knelt on the ground as if he had lost support.

"How so!"

The flashlight slipped from his hand, rolled twice on the ground, pressed a short white hair, and slammed into the wall and went out.

(End of chapter)