"My son was also very lively and lovely at the beginning, and although he was dragged by me and banished to this death apartment, I also felt that he was with me, and I did not feel terrible wherever I was imprisoned;

However, the resident upstairs in the garage was an exiled starving ghost, and he would play with my son on weekdays, and I thought he liked my son too, because he was so innocent and cute, so likable. ”

When the old woman said this, Zhao Zhu couldn't help but reach out and touch his nose, and said in his heart: Your son is cute in your eyes, looking at him like this, even if he is not possessed by a starving ghost, it is estimated that he looks like a car accident scene, or like an abstract artwork.

This is the reason for the mother's perspective, when Zhao Zhu used to take a plane or a train, he hated the noisy children around him the most, and some parents of bear children would not stop disciplining their children, always feeling that their children were so lively and cute, but they didn't know that the passengers around them were not the cheap parents of these children, and in their eyes, this noisy child really had no tutor and hated it to the extreme.

"However, I didn't expect that he actually had the idea of taking away my son, but I found out, he was only half fused, I took out a dozen or so signs I had saved in the apartment and asked a wizard in the opposite building to help me separate him from my son, he failed to fuse, and died, but the starving ghost poison penetrated deep into my son's body, and the wizard was powerless.

He said, "Unless I meet that kind of profound Buddhist monk who comes to depoison the child, my son can only continue like this, but in this death apartment, all the demons, evil ghosts, evil creatures, and fallen undead who have been exiled here, where can there be any enlightened monks!"

No way. My son has to go hungry every day, every day he wants to eat, I have to keep looking for something for him to eat, otherwise he will eat himself, really, I really saw him eating his own flesh one day. Do you know how sad I am! ”

"Ahem...... Well, the lyric is over, you are a great mother, your son is also a lovely and innocent child, now, it's time to get down to business, I need you to help me restore my broken body, the sooner the better! ”

This is the key for Zhao Zhu to come to this old woman, Zhao Zhu can be sure. From the first time I saw the old woman and saw the needle and thread in her hand, I could conclude that many of those who died were sewn together by the old woman.

This may be a mode of operation in this Death Apartment, similar to a small circle, or it may be that the group owner intervenes to change the rules and send the dead but must still exist to the old lady, of course, there should be other sewing workers in the Death Apartment. But Zhao Zhu only knew the exact location of the old lady.

The granny sewed the human body back and earned a little payment...... That's what kind of brand. And this kind of brand is equivalent to the circulating currency in the death apartment, what is the specific use, Zhao Zhu doesn't know, and he doesn't bother to know.

"I'll only stitch up and mend the dead." The old lady looked at Zhao Zhu meaningfully.

"The dead can be sewn up, let alone the living."

"Oh. Okay, you can help me treat my son first. ”

"You're always dazed, aren't you?" Zhao Zhu spread his hands to the old woman, "Look at the way I look now, it's already great to stand here and talk to you without panting, and you can still treat your son?" ”

The old woman looked at her son. looked at Zhao Zhu again, and finally showed a touch of decisiveness on his face, "Okay, I'll help you stitch up your body first, even if you lie to me, I will admit it to the old woman!" ”

"Be quick." Zhao Zhu urged, whoever cares more is the uncle.

"You bear with the pain." The old woman reminded, and then with a wave of her hand, an extremely long white line was pulled off the wall, and the old lady pinched the needle in her hand and rubbed it a few times, the needle floated, and the white line was automatically connected in it.

"Come on, I'm really not afraid of pain...... Hiss......!!!!! ”

Before he finished speaking, Zhao Zhu gasped, and couldn't help grabbing Su Jin'er's arm beside him, Su Jin'er was going to instinctively slap Zhao Zhu's hand away, but seeing that Zhao Zhu's tense posture didn't look like a pretend, he let it go.

It hurts, it really hurts.

A needle, strung with threads, travels quickly directly in your body, which is no less than the ten tortures of the Manchu Qing Dynasty, even a person like Zhao Zhu, who has seen all kinds of big scenes, can't help but have a feeling that he can't bear it.

But Zhao Zhu was still gritting his teeth and holding on, at this time Zhu Jianping and Xiong Zhiqi were still fighting to the death there, and his two buddies were still fighting there with double opponents in order to save themselves, and he could recover a little sooner, and he would rush back as soon as he could, so what was it to endure a little pain at this time?

Five minutes later, the old lady wiped the beads of sweat from her forehead, took a step back, obviously a little dizzy, and said:

"Alright, it's over. You can also toss, how did you make your body like this, you wasted a lot of threads on me, you should have died a long time ago. ”

Zhao Zhu slowly opened his eyes tightly before opening, and then clenched and opened his fists, although his body could sense that there were white lines everywhere, but the damage to his body, such as meridians, muscles, and various tissue fibers, were completely reconnected and sewn, and he could feel the power from his body again, and at this time, the body after being sewn up was equivalent to fifty percent of the peak state, although it was only fifty percent, but it was enough.

"Help my son see a doctor before leaving!" The old woman snapped.

Zhao Zhu looked at the old woman, then at the puddle of fat sitting on the bed, nodded, and came to the bed, the smell was directly ignored by Zhao Zhu, and he didn't bother to care about these things at this time, you must know that this child has been eating, drinking, and sleeping on this bed, such a large volume, can it not stink?

"I'll check his body first." Zhao Zhu's hand was placed on a mass of fat, and then he began to silently feel the flow of the meridians in the other party's body, and then Zhao Zhu snapped his fingers, and the Ghost Face Buddha appeared next to Zhao Zhu, looking at the child with Zhao Zhu.

The Ghost Face Buddha is as thin as a porridge at this time, which is also because although Zhao Zhu's body has been sewn up, but the soul is still extremely weak, in the previous battle, Zhao Zhu squeezed himself several times in a row, and it is already very good that the Ghost Face Buddha can be summoned at this time.

However, soon, Zhao Zhu discovered a fact that shocked his heart, through the Ghost Face Buddha's induction of the breath of the hungry ghost, Zhao Zhu found that the breath of the hungry ghost in the body of this fat child had formed a steady circulation rule, and continued to explore and check, Zhao Zhu's heart directly turned over a monstrous wave, and he saw Neidan!

The Nedan of the Starving Ghost!

This kid is really a genius, an absolute genius, he actually imperceptibly affected the aura of the starving ghost parasitic in his body, and cultivated the inner dan, what kind of amazing talent is this?

Zhao Zhu looked at the child's face again, it was completely a ball of fat, he couldn't even see his eyes, his facial features were only a gap, and excessive obesity suppressed his brain, making his IQ very low and very low, completely undeveloped and even regressed, but it was in this situation that Neidan was condensed!

At this time, Zhao Zhu couldn't help but be a little afraid, fortunately, this kid has a problem with his brain IQ, if his IQ is a little more normal, with this terrible talent, it is estimated that he would have grown directly into a giant in the death apartment that cannot be ignored, purely relying on the subconscious and instinctive reaction, a person who cultivates the path of cultivation may not be able to get involved in the slightest inner pill in his life, what kind of talent is this?

Even if he compares with that genius magician Su Bei, it is not the same, or even higher, because Zhao Zhu feels that if Su Bei becomes an imbecile with an IQ, it is estimated that he will not even be able to cultivate as a magic apprentice.

However, no matter what kind of monstrous waves were in Zhao Zhu's heart, on the surface, he was still calm, and even frowned, showing that the child's condition was very tricky.

"The poison of the hungry ghost has invaded the soul meridians, I want to poison him first, and when the time comes, I must first condense the poison in his body into a ball, and then take it out, and then use the power of Buddhism to purify the residual poison, cut off all the connection between himself and the hungry ghost, you go and prepare some more white threads and needles, when the time comes to take it out, your son may bleed profusely, the wound is such a thick layer of fat, it is difficult to heal."

"Oh, okay, I have a lot of needles, threads, I can give up as much as my son wants!"

The old woman nodded heavily, and at the same time her face showed a look of joy, her son finally saw the dawn of breaking free from the sea of suffering!

And Zhao Zhu's happiness is actually no less than this old woman, because as long as he gets this inner pill, swallows it, and forcibly digests the power of this inner pill, his soul and body will be greatly replenished, and he will regain the power of a battle at a very fast speed, as for how big the side effects of this are, this is not a problem that Zhao Zhu needs to care about now.

He was hungry for power now, very much, hungry to the point of madness!

"I'm going to start cutting."

The Ghost Face Buddha directly submerged into the child's body, to suppress the inner pill, and then Zhao Zhu held the card and directly cut a very deep hole in the child's stomach, and then directly poked his arm into it to dig it out and grab it.

The child kept screaming in pain, and the old woman was worried but didn't dare to disturb her, and finally, when a large pool of blood flowed on the ground, Zhao Zhu finally grabbed the Neidan in his hand with one hand! (To be continued......)

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