Chapter Eighty-Six: Another Encounter

I was a little scared and said, "Why is this happening?" Am I evil? No, I'm already dead, and if I want to say that the evil is also what I let others do, how can I? Black impermanence gave me a blank look: "Don't always think about others, think about yourself, have you done anything very tiring during this time?" ā€

I shook my head and said, "No, I just killed a few walking corpses last night, what?" Is it because I haven't moved for a long time and my muscles are tired? Hei Wuchang said: "How did you kill it?" ā€

I shrugged my shoulders: "At first, I took a pistol, but I didn't use it, and then I used twelve blood hook sickles, and that guy was so happy that he died in a few clicks." Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 info" who knew that Black Impermanence widened his eyes after hearing this: "What! Twelve Blood Hook Scythes! Are you dying? ā€

I glared at the black impermanence in bewilderment. Hei Wuchang sighed and sat next to me: "Aren't you kid just dying, how can you use the twelve blood hook sickles casually?" Just like the last time I cut the live fire, I raised my heart to my throat, but fortunately you didn't delay too much in hitting the shot, otherwise once you used more than three knives, I'm afraid your fate will be worse than today. ā€

I couldn't help frowning: "How come?" I don't think there's anything wrong with it, and besides, it's just a few swings, what's the big deal. Black impermanence didn't come out: "It's not a big deal, that's because you didn't suffer, think about it, if you are given an ordinary machete, can you hack those walking corpses to death in a few clicks, unless you have practiced it specifically, otherwise you are simply making your death ugly." ā€

I swallowed: "Why is that?" Black Impermanence explained, "Think about it, since the twelve blood hook scythes are so powerful, where does this power come from? Before I could say anything, Hei Wuchang continued: "It is from your soul, a large part of the reason why the twelve blood hook scythes can have such a strong lethality depends on the soul power in the body of each ghost dispatcher. Every time the ghost master wields the twelve blood hook sickles, the soul power in the body will naturally penetrate into the weapon, and it is by no means controllable by the owner of the weapon, so the soul power is a kind of force majeure, only when the ghost master reaches a realm, let his soul power become unparalleled powerful, only then can the twelve blood hook sickles exert its true strength, so that the enemy is terrified. ā€

I nodded: "You said a lot, which means that I haven't reached that realm yet, the soul power in my body is too small, and I still need more experience points to accumulate, kill more monsters, and fight more bosses to be satisfied?" ā€

Hei Wuchang looked at me and nodded, and I asked again, "Then what kind of realm do you have to reach to exert the strength of the twelve blood hook scythes?" Hei Wuchang explained: "The least one is that your strength must reach the fourth rank of the ghost master or above in order to be regarded as a small success, and the third grade of the ghost master can be regarded as having this weapon in the true sense, as for the above, I have really never heard of it." ā€

I nodded silently and said, "Then it's not too early for me to do this." Hei Wuchang looked at me a little depressed and said, "It's okay, you still have a long way to go." I think that Zhong Tianshi also survived like you back then, look at the first, Zhong Kui, Zhong Tianshi is high, in fact, you and other juniors are comparable. ā€

Hearing this, I laughed: "That's right, I still have a long time, who won't fight monsters and upgrade, just like Zhang Qidong, if I do him, I can be promoted to the seventh grade, a big step forward." ā€

Hei Wuchang suddenly felt a little unnatural: "Zhang Qidong, you have to be careful next." I tilted my head: "What do you mean?" Hei Wuchang explained: "There is new news from the Yin Cha side, it seems that not long after you left, three or five Yin Cha went to that hospital, but they were not as lucky as you, they were originally going to visit the enemy, but they bumped into Zhang Qidong by mistake." The last news they received was probably from before they were about to disperse. ā€

I exhaled and expressed regret for their misfortune, but I was curious about Zhang Qidong's strength: "What is the last news to come back?" ā€

Hei Wuchang rubbed his hands, making an unpleasant friction sound, and it could be heard that his hands were very badly maintained, and it seemed that there was no Dabao skin cream in the underworld. Then he took out a rolled-up piece of paper from his cuff, which looked like a parchment.

Hei Wuchang said: "What is written on this is what happened that night, but it is written in classical Chinese, so I'll tell you directly." I glanced at Hei Wuchang helplessly: "Brother Impermanence, it seems that you also listen to others to translate, don't you know." Hei Wuchang glared at me: "What do you kid know, I call it retelling, understand?" If you don't listen to it, or I won't talk about it, let Zhang Qidong's little old man tell you by himself. ā€

My words changed: "Let's have something to say, it's me who is ignorant and doesn't understand your old man's unique rhetorical technique, you continue, I won't bother." Hei Wuchang nodded with satisfaction and said, "This is what it looks like." Here's the thing, with the explanations of those ghosts, Zhang Qidong is not an ordinary ghost, but a living demon. ā€

As soon as these words came out, I was really startled: "Lively? The one I killed last time? Hei Wuchang nodded: "Compared to the one in the East Wine Tower, it is really better." ā€

"What do you mean by that?" I also asked in a somewhat crepe way. "Those ghosts replied that Zhang Qidong's living brain had been hollowed out, and it was all a virus called Bitter Stinging, which was said to have been controlled by him. Maybe he'll come up with something that can control the stinger. Then those ghosts said that Zhang Qidong could control the movements of these walking corpses at will, so that they would never go west if they went east, but Zhang Qidong was the only one. ā€

I was a little anxious: "And then?" I'm more concerned about how those ghosts died. Hei Wuchang continued: "As soon as Zhang Qidong appeared, these walking corpses were like being beaten with chicken blood, and his strength increased several times, and he was originally just a small pebble blocking the way, but in the blink of an eye, it became a roadblock several feet high. And Zhang Qidong's epidermis is much stronger than the one you killed back then, and his vitality is extremely tenacious, carrying his brain has been fully controlled by the virus, and his strength has been greatly improved again, so those ghosts are almost overwhelmed, and eventually lead to the death of the soul. ā€

"How so? As far as I know, isn't there only one owner? But how could he have a sense of autonomy? I wondered