Chapter 192 Devouring

Late at night, a customer came to the bookstore, the wandering soul of an old woman.

The old Taoist was in charge of emotional communication and psychological counseling.

Xu Qinglang went to prepare cold dishes and old rice wine.

Zhou Ze was preparing to send the soul on its way, collecting performance points.

Meanwhile, the zombie, who had been sitting at the door, took a deep breath outside, slowly stood up, turned back to look at the others busying themselves in the bookstore, and then walked out.

The zombie rarely went out; for him, going out or not didn't make much difference. Besides, this time, though he went out, he didn't go far.

Just across the street to the,

internet cafe.

He leaned on the wall with one hand,

slowly walking up,

his nose constantly sniffing,

a little lost, and a little intoxicated.

Thanks to the bookstore, his clothing was normal, so even though he was slow on the stairs, no one thought anything was amiss.

At most, someone would joke about how inspiring it was to come online even when sick.

The zombie didn't stay on the second floor but went straight to the third.

The door to the third floor was locked. Below was the internet cafe's business area; here was the living area.

The zombie bent down,

naively trying to peek inside through the keyhole,

of course, seeing nothing,

but he still pressed his nose hard against the edge of the door's crack,

opened his mouth,

and licked his lips.

He wanted to open the door,

but it was a high-quality security door.

He also didn't have his boss's fingernails, the kind best suited for thievery.

After hesitating,

he didn't choose to return the way he came,

but climbed out of the ventilation window at the corner of the stairs.

It was late at night,

and there weren't many people on the road.

He crawled on the wall like a gecko,

slow but steady.

He reached the window,

which wasn't locked and was open.

After entering through the window, the zombie sniffed again, saliva dripping down.

Lifting the curtain, he saw a dense collection of glass and ceramic jars, all kinds of gu worms crawling inside.

The zombie was like a child entering a candy store with no one around after closing time,

beginning to feast.

Those terrifying gu worms, in his eyes, were charming candies,

crunching,

crisp and crunchy.

He held a centipede in his hand, eating it like a Snickers bar, growing more excited and unable to stop.

Just then, the door opened.

Qu Mingming walked in,

stretched,

and then,

he froze.

"Who are you?"

Qu Mingming shouted. Immediately after, he saw the many empty, open jars, his heart tightening and then beginning to bleed.

These gu worms were what he had painstakingly cultivated at great cost, like some people liked to collect luxury cars, some liked to collect figurines, while he liked to collect gu worms.

These,

were his efforts,

his treasures,

his temple for savoring and gaining self-satisfaction in the dead of night!

With a "slurp,"

a lizard-like reptile was sucked into his mouth, like eating a strand of spaghetti.

The zombie was a little confused,

and handed a bug in his hand to Qu Mingming,

meaning,

do you want some too?

Qu Mingming was enraged,

and took out his phone,

dialing his sister's number.

Soon,

Qu Zhenzhen came up.

Similarly,

seeing the scene of the zombie eating bugs there, she was extremely shocked.

Because the zombie had just changed skins, and he usually didn't leave the bookstore, while the Qu siblings hadn't been interacting with the bookstore much recently. Therefore, they didn't know the zombie's identity.

But seeing this guy devouring bugs there,

and still being okay after eating so much,

even a fool would know that this person wasn't simple.

"Zhenzhen, go control him," Qu Mingming said.

Qu Zhenzhen nodded, walked forward, and bugs began to crawl out from her ears, heading towards the back of her head, their mouthparts piercing into her brain.

Qu Zhenzhen's body began to tremble slowly, her muscles bulging, and her breathing becoming heavy.

This was a method of stimulating the human body's potential.

But when the zombie, who was still eating bugs, saw Qu Zhenzhen's change,

he wasn't afraid,

but instead walked over proactively,

a person,

covered in and full of bugs,

was simply a straw stick full of sweet candied haws!

This temptation…

the zombie really couldn't resist.

Qu Zhenzhen rushed forward, while Qu Mingming stood behind. He didn't rush up to fight the zombie right away because he was calm.

He wasn't good at fighting and didn't know any kung fu. As for his sister, because she had been physically weak since childhood, the family had her practice martial arts from a young age. Although this hadn't prevented her illness, ever since he had used gu-raising to extend his sister's life, her potential had broken through the limits that ordinary people could understand, to a certain extent.

Of course, this limit,

definitely couldn't compare to the perverted people in that bookstore across the street.

"Bang!"

Qu Zhenzhen knocked the zombie to the ground in one move, her knee pressing firmly on the zombie's neck, her hands pinching the zombie's shoulders, dislocating the opponent's arms.

The zombie was pinned beneath her,

but he didn't feel pain,

nor did he feel insulted.

On the contrary,

he was still smiling foolishly at Qu Zhenzhen.

In his opinion,

a delicious girl and a beautiful girl in the eyes of ordinary people,

were not much different.

"Dislocate his shoulders."

Qu Mingming walked over.

Right now, he felt sorry for the bugs, but he wasn't overwhelmed by this pity. As a doctor, especially a traditional Chinese medicine doctor, he must have already cultivated the art of self-cultivation to a high degree.

Qu Zhenzhen grabbed the zombie's arm with one hand and used the other to dislocate his joint.

With two "crack" sounds,

the zombie's arms were dislocated,

hanging limply on both sides of his body.

"Who are you?"

Qu Mingming squatted down beside him and asked.

The zombie didn't answer. He just smacked his lips. He wanted to eat, wanted to eat bugs. The bugs here were all so delicious.

Qu Zhenzhen glanced at her brother and made a throat-slitting gesture.

Back when they had quarreled, Qu Zhenzhen had put bugs on that woman, trying to take her life. If Zhou Ze hadn't stopped her, that venomous woman might have already died.

Moreover,

it was hard to expect someone who had bugs crawling all over them all the time,

to value,

human life,

very much.

Qu Mingming shook his head. A doctor's heart was like a parent's. He didn't want to harm people's lives casually.

But this guy had eaten so many highly poisonous gu worms and was still okay, so he definitely wasn't just some random madman.

How should he deal with this?

Just then,

the zombie suddenly broke free from Qu Zhenzhen's restraint.

Qu Zhenzhen, who had thought that the opponent would be unable to move after his arm joints were dislocated, had also relaxed her vigilance just now.

In an instant,

Qu Zhenzhen was overturned to the ground by the zombie,

his arms, which had just been limp, instantly returned to normal, his hands pressing down on Qu Zhenzhen's hands, his tongue reaching into Qu Zhenzhen's ears, and starting to dig out bugs to eat.

Qu Mingming was stunned for a moment,

and immediately reached out to drag the zombie away, but the zombie still didn't move.

Today, he had eaten so many bugs, it was so satisfying,

like a peasant who had always been starving was suddenly invited to eat a Manchu Han Imperial Feast, completely unable to stop his mouth.

"Kill him, Zhenzhen!"

At this time, Qu Mingming didn't dare to have any more sentimental thoughts.

Qu Mingming let out a low roar, exerted force from his waist, kicked the zombie away directly, and then rushed over, grabbing the other person's neck, his two legs climbing up like two water snakes, directly snapping the other person's neck.

The zombie fell backward limply,

crashing heavily to the ground.

But Qu Mingming was shocked to find that

the other person's hands were still trembling!

He,

wasn't dead yet!

Qu Mingming got up, quickly went to the cabinet to get alcohol, and poured it directly on the zombie, then took out a lighter, planning to destroy the body and eliminate the traces directly in his home.

"Close the window," Qu Mingming shouted to his sister.

Qu Zhenzhen went to close the window. At this time, she noticed that the old Taoist from the bookstore across the street had come out, calling out a name as if his pet was lost.

The lighter lit the fire, and threw it directly on.

The fire ignited instantly.

Qu Mingming didn't expect that he would be so crazy one day, starting to burn someone in his own home.

Of course,

he also knew that

the one in front of him

was definitely not an ordinary living person in the strict sense.

It was just that,

the fire had just risen,

the zombie, whose neck had been twisted,

and whose face was facing towards his back, suddenly opened his eyes,

his hands began to form seals in a strange way,

his mouth uttering obscure syllables,

extremely fast,

very skilled.

A gust of cold wind blew,

but the window had just been closed, and the door was also closed.

Where did the wind come from?

But the wind really came,

and extinguished the fire instantly after it had just started. The solid alcohol on the zombie's body didn't even have time to burn completely.

The zombie slowly stood up,

facing Qu Mingming and his sister, but his face was still in the back.

He raised his hands,

grabbed his head,

and heard a series of "crack crack" sounds of bones rubbing,

the zombie finally straightened his head.

However,

the zombie didn't attack Qu Zhenzhen,

nor was he in a hurry to eat bugs,

but kept changing hand seals on his own,

He was a little puzzled,

what he had just made,

what was it?

It seemed very powerful.

But why couldn't he remember it now?

Scratching his head,

he was a little angry with himself,

simply sat down,

continued to gesture with hand seals,

completely treating the Qu Mingming and Qu Zhenzhen siblings, who were facing a great enemy, as air.

Gesturing and gesturing,

but unable to replicate the previous performance,

which made him more and more anxious,

and in his anxiety,

he even started cursing:

"Baga!"

Then,

the zombie was stunned again,

what did "baga" mean?

Why did he curse this?

What was wrong with him today?

So strange,

so angry!