"You're playing... Threesome?"

Looking at the bookstore owner and the woman in white who were scuffling together on the ground, and glancing at Xu Qinglang who was standing aside holding a large handful of talismans in his hand, Cheng Hao showed a playful look on his face.

The two zombies are fighting, although they are rookies pecking each other, but this is the first time he has seen this kind of scene.

Seeing Cheng Hao walk in, Xu Qinglang put away the talisman seal in his hand, and then patted the bookstore owner who was pressing on the woman in white.

"Xu Le, get up, a professional is here. ”

The young bookstore owner named Xu Le glanced at Xu Qinglang in some surprise, and after the other party nodded in confirmation, he stood up with some hesitation, but the movements of his hands were not relaxed, and his black nails like blades dragged the arm of the woman in white, looking like he would not let go.

"Shangcha is really a merciless man, touching others, slighting others, and poking people with that terrible hideous thing, so that they still hurt a lot, and their skin is broken, but when they turn around, they don't admit it, and they are angry because of their original match. ”

The woman in white wept and muttered to herself, miserable, and with the white dress that she was now wearing almost as a strip of cloth, it showed my pity even more.

This look of pity for me may be extremely lethal to most men, but Cheng Hao, who saw through the zombie nature of the other party at a glance, turned a blind eye to this, and instead focused on the bookstore owner.

"I haven't seen you for a few days, and you've become a ghost?"

"Temporary, just a temporary worker!" the bookstore owner shook his head a little embarrassed with a slight shrinkage in his eyes.

Cheng Hao smiled and set his eyes on the woman in white.

"This body must have been in the dark aura for at least a hundred years, right? Where did you dig the grave?"

The bookstore owner glanced at Cheng Hao helplessly, and then stretched out his hand to Xu Qinglang, "You have to ask him, this female corpse is his wife!"

"Oh?"

Now Cheng Hao is really shocked, playing so big?

"Don't listen to him!"

Xu Qinglang's face turned red, and he hurriedly stepped forward to explain, and after a while, Cheng Hao nodded a little understandingly.

"In other words, the ghost of this female corpse has already gone to the underworld, leaving such a corpse for you to find a time to burn next year. But as a result, this female corpse gave birth to Lingzhi on her own, and she was unwilling to wait for death, so she resisted?"

"That's right, Brother Cheng, that's the case, what do you think should be done with her?" Xu Qinglang hurriedly nodded and asked.

"Now that you've been born with Wisdom, let's keep it!"

Cheng Hao nodded indifferently, a little zombie who had just been born with a spirit was not a threat, after contact with the demon clan in the Yang God World, he did not have much resistance to the aliens.

"But after all, this is a zombie with a two-hundred-year-old evil aura, if it gets out of control in the future, I'm afraid that all the creatures within a radius of dozens of miles around it will suffer. Xu Le, the owner of the bookstore, frowned, as if he wanted to solve the female corpse in front of him once and for all, and it would be best if he could kill it directly.

"You have a point. ”

Cheng Hao's expression was flat, his eyes swept over the bookstore owner's body, and his tone was a little indifferent.

"Xu Le's name shouldn't be your real name, right?

"My real name?"

The bookstore owner stiffened when he heard this, and after a little silence, he looked at Cheng Hao without blinking.

"Zhou Ze, my name is Zhou Ze!"

Zhou Ze?

Cheng Hao glanced at the other party thoughtfully, a slight white light flickered in his left eye, and the power of luck above the other party's head was really seen in his eyes.

A wisp of black luck power with only the thickness of a thumb, not to mention the power of qi luck turning into a dragon, even the qi luck condensation and formation can't be done.

"This product is really the protagonist, why do you feel that this luck is not much stronger than me?"

Although he complained in his heart that Zhou Ze, the suspected protagonist, had a little low luck, for some reason, Cheng Hao had a faint feeling in his heart, even the luck of the protagonist in the world was so miserable, it seemed that he Cheng Hao was not too bad.

"No wonder there is so little luck, this wild protagonist named Zhou Ze has died more than once, and this time is not the first time he has borrowed a corpse to resurrect his soul, it seems that many deaths have consumed most of his luck power. ”

After having a general understanding of Zhou Ze's details, Cheng Hao canceled the magic power of his left eye, how the other party died and how he was resurrected, he didn't want to know, he didn't bother to deal with the messy cause and effect involved.

After straightening out the relationship between the few people in front of him, Cheng Hao didn't talk nonsense at the moment, and raised his hand to point on the eyebrows of the white-clothed female corpse.

The face of the white-clothed female corpse showed a look of horror, her body continued to struggle, and her graceful posture was like a willow branch swaying in the spring breeze, full of endless charm.

However, Cheng Hao was unmoved, and in the next second, the power of the divine soul sank into the eyebrows of the female corpse along the index finger, turning into a small soul vortex, and gently dragged out in the sea of consciousness!

Immediately afterwards, a wisp of something similar to a red earthworm was pulled out from the center of the female corpse's eyebrows, and Cheng Hao held it in his palm, some warm, some wet, and slippery.

This is the soul blood of zombies, zombies are not in the five elements, do not enter reincarnation, and have no soul, but since they can give birth to spiritual intelligence, then there must be soul blood, which is also the core thing of zombies, without soul blood, it is no different from the walking dead.

"Don't kill me, don't kill me!"

Seeing that more than half of the soul blood was forcibly withdrawn by a mysterious man, the female corpse, who was still struggling, was directly paralyzed on the ground in fright, she endured the evil qi of the underground for more than 200 years before giving birth to Lingzhi, and she really didn't want to die like this.

Any intelligent life has an instinct to survive, even if she is just a zombie, but it is no exception.

casually put the soul blood in his hand into the pocket of his jacket, Cheng Hao half-squatted on the ground, looking at the white-clothed female corpse curled up on the floor with a leisurely face, I have to say that although this female corpse is full of sinister aura, but her appearance is indeed not to say, there is a trace of charm in her innocence, and now she is lying on the ground pitifully, giving people a sense of pleasure after wanton humiliation.

"What's your name?"

"White warbler. ”

"White?"

Cheng Hao frowned, for some reason, he suddenly became a little irritable, and an urge to punch the monster in front of him suddenly surged in his heart.

Taking a deep breath, Cheng Hao stood up, and was about to ask Xu Qinglang to prepare breakfast for him, when his body suddenly stiffened, and then, a touch of joy involuntarily revealed on his face.

In Cheng Hao's induction, an invisible force lingered on his body, this power was somewhat similar to incense, but it did not have the thought of incense, similar to the merits in myths and legends.

It's just that the power of this merit is not pure, and it has a dark aura, so perhaps it is more appropriate to call it yin.