The old Taoist drove very fast, even running a few red lights.

The atmosphere in the car was also very solemn. The little loli leaned her head against the car window, squinting her eyes, not knowing what she was thinking.

Bai Yingying clenched her fists tightly, praying in her heart.

Zhou Ze frowned slightly, his eyes slightly condensed.

The most lively one should be the mouse that had just been caught. It seemed to sense the low mood of everyone in the car, and it started jumping even more joyfully.

"Squeak!!!"

The mouse bared its fangs and claws in the bottle, its bean-sized eyes full of playful expressions.

…………

"Hiss…………"

Xu Qinglang lay on the floor, his arm pierced by a dagger, pinned to the floor, making it difficult to move. Even a slight tug brought a piercing pain.

The baseball cap sat down next to Xu Qinglang, took off the hat, and a finger moved over Xu Qinglang's body.

"A real… healthy body."

The other party's voice was a little hoarse, and there was an undisguised envy in his words.

"I want your body, I really want it, really want it…"

The man lowered his head and licked the wound on Xu Qinglang's arm. The fresh blood entered his throat, making him let out a moan of enjoyment, as if he were tasting red wine.

Then,

he began to pant heavily,

lying on the floor, right next to Xu Qinglang, panting heavily, as if he couldn't breathe, with a very painful expression.

"Huff… huff… huff…"

He trembled as he took out a medicine bottle from his pocket, took out a few red pills from it, and then stuffed them all into his mouth and swallowed them forcefully.

His panting continued, but it slowly calmed down.

The man was already drenched in sweat, but he finally got through this ordeal.

"Why, why did the body I entered have a serious illness?"

The man muttered to himself.

He didn't waste any more time, but he didn't directly kill Xu Qinglang. Instead, he took a rope and tied Xu Qinglang's hands behind his back, and then pulled out the dagger.

Immediately afterwards, he took the red wine that Xu Qinglang had been drinking from the bar counter and took a big gulp for himself.

Seeing that Xu Qinglang's face was pale due to excessive blood loss, he lay there motionless.

The man smiled and poured the wine bottle mouth onto Xu Qinglang's wound.

"Ahhhh!!!"

Xu Qinglang let out a scream,

this pain was no less than rubbing salt into a wound!

"Hehe, scream, it's good to scream, it means you're not dead." The man took another big gulp of red wine. "I'm at a big loss. I finally got out of hell, but I entered the body of a sickly ghost. To be honest, I've seen his family's critical illness notice. He doesn't have long to live, you bastard!"

The man cursed, not knowing who he was cursing. Perhaps, he himself didn't know who he should be cursing.

"However, I also know that even if I don't have long to live, the local ghost messengers will not let me go. They will think that I still have value, and they still want to send me back to hell in exchange for a generous reward!

So,

I took the initiative to find this place. I thought, instead of them coming to catch me, I might as well take the initiative to find them.

I've had enough of living like a rat.

But I was out of luck. There was only you in the store.

Hey, even though you're an ordinary person, you should understand what I'm saying, right?

Because you are also in this bookstore."

Xu Qinglang gritted his teeth, "When they come back, you're dead."

"Hehe."

A smile appeared on the corner of the man's mouth, and then he cut open the palm of his left hand with the dagger. Fresh blood immediately flowed out, but it slowly wriggled in his palm, without dripping down.

"The suffering I've endured in hell over the years hasn't been in vain. Did you think I came to your door just to die?"

As he spoke,

the blood in his palm began to flow back, and the wound healed quickly.

"It's ridiculous, isn't it? This body that won't live for three months has undergone a mutation after I entered it, and this mutation is a terrifying self-healing ability.

Hehe, what a great irony!!!"

The man frantically cut his face,

soon,

terrifying scars appeared on his face, but the blood from these wounds did not spill out. Instead, the wounds quickly began to heal, without even leaving a scar.

"I was originally ecstatic about my self-healing ability, thinking that it was because my soul had changed after being tortured in hell. After I finally escaped from hell, this was the benefit given to me by the suffering I had endured.

I thought I was a vampire, able to have a long life, allowing me to fully enjoy the life in the sun, to enjoy the prosperity of the sun.

But I only have three months to live, only three months!

And I,

can no longer change bodies!"

The man roared non-stop,

this intense sense of shock between the beautiful and reality was indeed enough to drive people crazy.

Just then, the potted plant behind the two of them trembled slightly, so slightly that it was almost imperceptible.

The flowers began to slowly rise, and a white hand slowly stretched out from under the muddy black soil of the large potted plant.

The hand stretched out from the soil of the potted plant, and also came out from the stamen. It stretched out for a distance of three meters, like a ghost, a terrifying distance that an ordinary person's arm could not extend.

The hand silently came behind the man,

and then,

pinched him!

"Ugh…………"

The man only felt a huge force stuck his neck, and then his whole body slid backward on the ground.

"Bang!"

The man crashed into the wall,

but at this moment, the man opened his mouth, and two fangs appeared in the corners of his mouth.

At first glance, his fangs were very similar to Zhou Ze's fangs, but in reality, his were thinner and sharper, lacking the roughness of Zhou Ze's fangs.

Moreover,

not only these two fangs, but if you look closely at the other teeth in the man's mouth, you can see that they are all extremely sharp, like two rows of small saws that interlock up and down.

These terrifyingly sharp teeth often pierced the man's mouth, causing his voice to be hoarse when he spoke, and making him endure the pain of torn skin and flesh in his mouth all the time, but his terrifying self-healing ability could quickly restore everything.

The hand began to swing, trying to break free from the man's fangs, but the man grabbed the hand tightly with both hands and feet like a caterpillar.

"Crack!"

The pot broke,

the flowers withered,

the leaves withered,

the soil piled up and scattered,

inside,

there was something like a fleshy tumor, pulsating like a huge heart, and this extremely long hand stretched out from the tumor.

Xu Qinglang turned his face to the side and fell to the ground. Because his hands were tied behind his back, he couldn't even stand up now, and could only watch the dead servant turned tumor fighting with the man.

"Whoosh!"

The dagger in the man's hand slashed across,

the dead servant's hand broke, and the man also knelt on the ground, but after a moment, the man took the initiative to rush towards the tumor.

"Hehe, there's such an interesting thing here!"

The tumor began to roll, as if trying to avoid the man. It seemed that it hadn't grown well yet.

But it remembered the mission it had been given,

which was to clear this room of

everything that belonged to the category of garbage.

And the man in front of him

belonged to the category of garbage in its eyes.

But the tumor didn't roll as fast as the man. The man rushed over and grabbed the tumor with one hand. The tumor quickly secreted a corrosive liquid similar to sulfuric acid.

The man's hand began to dissolve rapidly, but the man was not afraid, and didn't even care about the feeling of pain. He looked at the tumor in front of him as if he were looking at a treasure.

"Roar!"

He lowered his head, opened his mouth, and bit down!

The tumor began to tremble non-stop. Under the dirty and wrinkled skin, there was tender red flesh, and dark golden juice was flowing inside. This was the inner part of the dead servant, and the man was greedily devouring these things.

He had a premonition that

if he ate this thing, he would not die, his lifespan would be extended, and this damned terminal illness should be resolved.

At that time,

he would use this person as a hostage again. If he could exchange a ghost messenger certificate to help him whitewash his identity, that would be the best. If he couldn't exchange it, he would at least have the opportunity to escape.

He wanted to escape,

he had to escape!

Before, it was because he felt that he didn't have much time left, so he might as well go crazy one last time, but now that he had the hope of survival, he began to consider his future.

Xu Qinglang, who was kneeling on the ground, began to chant spells silently.

He had no chance to fight back before, and the other party would not give him the opportunity to chant spells,

but now,

he had it.

"Heaven and earth are boundless, the Xuanxin Righteous Method!"

A talisman slowly slipped out from Xu Qinglang's chest, emitting a dim light.

Immediately,

there was a "whoosh" sound,

and the talisman shot out,

directly sticking to the man's back.

"Ahhhh!!!"

The man's body trembled, and he let out an angry roar, turning his head to look at Xu Qinglang, who was lying there, with angry eyes.

"You're courting death!"

Xu Qinglang grinned, and blood kept dripping from his mouth.

A talisman,

couldn't really kill him,

his cultivation,

was still too weak.

The man picked up the dagger,

"Heh, I'll kill you first, to teach you a lesson!"

As he spoke,

the man turned and walked towards Xu Qinglang.

"Buzz!"

However,

the tumor that had just been bitten with a big hole opened its mouth like a shark at this moment, and quickly inflated like an inflated balloon.

The man only felt darkness around him,

immediately afterwards,

his entire upper body was swallowed into this huge tumor,

if Zhou Ze were here at this time, he would probably see that

this action

was exactly the same as when the potted plant helped him eat mosquitoes two months ago.

Only the man's legs were left outside, kicking non-stop,

and the man's painful screams came from inside the tumor.

South Street,

was still crowded with people,

but no one noticed

what was happening in this bookstore at this time.