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Chapter 132: The Shriveled Corpse
The future situation is unpredictable and no one can predict it, so we must constantly improve our strength.

Whether it is internal skills or external weapons.

The issue of the bronze axe handle has been resolved. In addition, the damaged straw rope should also be repaired. After all, it is an intermediate magical weapon. Lu Yue then asked the relevant members of the Demon Suppression Bureau and learned that those with the status of consultant can enjoy the first free repair.

So I called an official channel for express delivery and had the rope sent over.

After doing all this and rushing home, Lu Yue bought some crayfish and white wine to compensate Zhang Yaling. Since he had already made up his mind to go to Mucheng for a stroll, he had to borrow the body bag again.

When I returned to the community, it was completely dark.

Lu Yue looked at Zhang Yaling eating shrimp in a fancy way and suddenly realized something.

The trip to the ruins confirmed that Zhang Yaling's identity is very mysterious. He is most likely a big shot who has lost his memory and is extremely cruel, vicious, violent, evil, cold, hideous, sinister, ruthless, and powerful...

Such a big man must be well trained.

Today, Zhang Yaling is like a piece of white paper covered with the smell of food.

The acquired environment is crucial to all aspects of a person's cognition, behavior, etc. Regardless of whether Zhang Yaling is a human, a ghost or a god, if he can be guided to do good, it will undoubtedly be of great benefit to his future development.

The first step to persuade souls to be good is to study.

Reading can open up one's mind, distinguish right from wrong, increase one's knowledge, broaden one's mind, improve one's character, cultivate one's temperament, strengthen one's will, sharpen one's mind, pass on culture, and inherit one's spirit...

In short, the benefits of studying are innumerable.

At the very least, having knowledge is better than working illegally. You can become an educated ghost, wearing half-frame glasses, a uniform, working from nine to six, sitting in an office, and enjoying air conditioning... No, ghosts don't need air conditioning, and it can save money.

When the time is right, help Zhang Yaling get an ID card so that she has a legal identity. Even if she becomes a ghost, she must be a ghost that is useful to society.

"Zhang Yaling, knowledge changes destiny. Do you want to make progress?"

"I don't want to." Zhang Yaling said without turning her head while eating crayfish.

“There is food for progress.”

"Think about it, I really want to make progress!" When Zhang Yaling heard that there was food to eat, she nodded repeatedly, with anticipation glittering in her eyes.

Lu Yue felt nothing inside, as he already knew Zhang Yaling's personality very well. He fiddled with it for a while, found the tablet he used to cover instant noodles on, and downloaded a batch of books.

"Children's Early Education Picture Books", "Kindergarten Bedtime Stories", "King of Literacy Learns Words by Looking at Pictures", "Children's Pictographic Word Learning"..."

"I downloaded some books. These are very suitable for your current level. Just study these and don't overthink."

"Are there any pictures?" Zhang Yaling asked curiously.

"Yes, they are all colorful drawings."

The tablet is extremely useful, not just for covering instant noodles. After Zhang Yaling graduates from kindergarten, she can also take online classes. After all, my own teaching can only assist up to junior high school courses. It would be a bit difficult to tutor those courses after I have graduated for a long time... Well... Actually, it is mainly because I don’t have time.

Then Lu Yue taught Zhang Yaling several times how to use the tablet.

It doesn’t matter if you can’t type, you can use voice recognition directly.

After some teaching, Zhang Yaling learned very quickly.

Zhang Yaling is not completely illiterate, but can only be considered semi-illiterate. She has no problem with daily communication, but she has not received systematic training.

While Zhang Yaling was figuring out the time, Lu Yue returned to the bedroom and started packing his luggage, and at the same time requisitioned Zhang Yaling's body bag.

Before he found the space container containing the bronze axe, he would have to requisition the body bag for a long time, otherwise he might be reported to the police by enthusiastic citizens if he carried this terrifying weapon.

As I was packing my things, my cell phone suddenly rang.

It was an unfamiliar number. When I answered it, I found it was Deputy Captain Liu.

"Counselor Lu, are you going to Mucheng soon?"

Lu Yue was a little surprised why the other party knew this, but then he thought that maybe it was Doctor Zhang who told him, so he admitted it directly.

"The situation in Mucheng is special. There is no Demon Suppression Division branch there. If you go there, I will contact the local public security bureau and ask them to cooperate with you. This will reduce some unnecessary trouble."

"You don't have to be so polite. Deputy Captain Liu, is there anything I can help you with?" Lu Yue heard the hesitation in Deputy Captain Liu's voice on the other end of the phone, as if he had something to say.

"It's like this. Because Mucheng is close to Taicheng, there is no Demon Suppression Division. We usually send specialists on business trips to stay there permanently. Just a few days ago, the specialist we sent over lost contact. If you are free, can you go over and take a look?"

In supernatural events, it is normal that sometimes contact cannot be made due to magnetic field interference, but if contact cannot be made for a long time, then there is a high probability that there is a problem.

"Okay, no problem, give me a contact number."

This was just a small matter, Lu Yue agreed immediately.

After finding out the contact information, Lu Yue set off for Mucheng overnight.

In the living room, Zhang Yaling looked at the pictures for a while and felt that this was too slow a way to learn knowledge. It would delay her time for working at night, so she searched the Internet for ways to learn knowledge quickly.

Soon, a piece of news came into view.

"According to the principle of osmotic pressure, knowledge will flow from high concentration to low concentration. I have a method of knowledge infusion. You just need to cover your head with a book, and the high-concentration knowledge will naturally be loaded into your barren brain."

Zhang Yaling's eyes lit up and she immediately took action.

He tilted his head back and placed the tablet over his face, then took a deep breath.

Hmm... this knowledge is spicy?
.........

In the wooden city, the night is as dark as ink, swallowing up the city's outline without a trace.

In a rental house, Wu Xiong's face was as pale as paper. He collapsed to the ground, his heart seemed to be about to burst out of his chest. He held the mobile phone tightly in his hand. The screen displayed the latest message, and every word seemed to be trembling.

"Zhao Chengcai, I just...seemed like I saw a ghost."

"The person who has been following me and looks very similar to me has appeared again."

Wu Xiong was trembling all over, not daring to even glance towards the living room.

This strange situation started a week ago. He went to work as usual that day, but was suddenly called out by his boss and scolded, saying that he could not bring children during working hours. He was a little confused. He was still unmarried, so how could he have a child? At that time, he just thought that the boss was making trouble out of nothing, and he did not refute it.

However, over the next few days, more and more strange things happened to him.

When he was walking down the street after get off work that day, someone inexplicably came up to him and told him not to abuse children. Children aged three or four should wear shoes when running around on the street, otherwise they would get scratched. Wu Xiong was about to explain when he saw a stunted child with bare feet who looked familiar, but he swore he didn't know him at all.

Later, after a day off, he went out to relax. People around him looked at him strangely and pointed at him. Someone told him to be nicer to his younger brother.

Wu Xiong looked back and saw a skinny boy of about seven or eight years old wearing the clothes he usually wore, following him barefoot.

He finally remembered why it looked so familiar.

Because that was myself when I was a kid!

Wu Xiong fled the scene like crazy. The strange things that happened to him for two consecutive days made him extremely scared. He took several days of sick leave and locked himself in the house. He didn't dare to go out for fear of seeing that scary child again.

Fortunately, everything was normal during those few days and he never met the child again.

But just yesterday, Wu Xiong, hiding in bed, repeatedly assured his boss on the phone that he would go to work as soon as possible. He still owed rent and asked his boss not to fire him.

Feeling thirsty, he went to the living room and prepared to get a bottle of cold drink to refresh himself.

Just as he opened the refrigerator door, through the cold light surrounding the refrigerator room, he saw a pair of legs appear under the right refrigerator door.

Wearing his own jeans, but with a pair of bare adult feet.

There was no sound at all, and it was as if the man had been standing there forever.

Who is he?
Why is he wearing his own pants?
This pair of bare feet instantly reminded Wu Xiong of the fear of being dominated a few days ago. He widened his eyes and a chill ran down his spine.

The refrigerator in the rental house was not as tall as him. As long as he raised his head slightly and glanced upwards, he could see the upper body of the "thief" who sneaked into the house.

But he didn't dare!

At this moment, horror movie scenes that he had never paid attention to before suddenly emerged in Wu Xiong's mind. He was afraid that he would see something he shouldn't see.

I was also afraid that I couldn’t see anything.

One second...two seconds...three seconds...

Wu Xiong held his breath, cold sweat pouring down his forehead. He remained in this stalemate for a while, until the lower body quietly retreated into the darkness. He then collapsed to the ground and quickly called the police.

In the second half of the night, the security guard came, took a statement and checked the surveillance outside, then left, saying that a specialist would come tomorrow. After going back and forth for so long, Wu Xiong fell asleep with a groggy mind.

This sleep lasted for a whole day and a night.

For some reason, Wu Xiong felt confused and had no sense of time these days. He took out his cell phone again and found that his boss had sent him a message saying he was fired.

Suffering a double blow in his career and life, Wu Xiong collapsed to the ground as if all his energy was drained out, and cried for several hours.

Until just now, footsteps were heard in the living room again.

Ta da...ta da...

That's the sound of bare feet running on the floor!

It is it, it must be it!
Why didn't it let me go? I clearly didn't do anything!

Wu Xiong hid in the bedroom, his face as pale as paper. He quickly took out his mobile phone and sent a message to his friend. He had just graduated and had only one friend in this city. Since they both came from rural areas, they could talk to each other. They even shared an apartment before, but his friend left two months ago.

"That ghost is right outside my door!"

Wu Xiong's fingers trembled as he typed words on the screen.

"Zhao Chengcai, do you think something went wrong with the luck-changing ceremony you took me to a week ago? That ceremony still makes me feel creepy when I think about it now..."

"Wu Xiong, you think too much. It's just a joke. Besides, didn't I go with you? I did it too, so how come I'm fine? Well, I'll come over to accompany you for one night. All these monsters and ghosts are just paper tigers."

That night, Zhao Chengcai rushed over. Wu Xiong, who had not heard footsteps outside for a long time, opened the door and let his friend in.

"Look, there are no footsteps." Zhao Chengcai comforted.

"The more you fear ghosts, the easier it is for them to haunt you. Just rest assured and sleep well tonight. I'll keep watch for you. By the way...are you thirsty? I'll get you a bottle of water."

Having said that, Zhao Chengcai stood up and went to the living room to get some water.

At this time, Wu Xiong had not yet come out of his previous emotions. It was too late for him to reach out to stop him. He could only watch his friend go to the living room.

"Zhao Chengcai, I'm not thirsty. Don't stay too far away from me. I'm scared now. Do you feel that there is one more person in the room? I'm not kidding. I feel like a pair of eyes are staring at me..." Wu Xiong said nervously.

Fortunately, he soon saw his friend approaching the door, and the fear in his heart was relieved a little.

"Zhao Chengcai, why don't you move back home? Rent in big cities is expensive. We just graduated and don't have a lot of money... Can you turn on the lights? It's a little scary in the dark."

However, Zhao Chengcai stood at the door without moving.

"Zhao Chengcai, what are you doing standing at the door?"

"Are you listening to me?"

"..."

"Wu Xiong, what did you say? I can't hear you." Zhao Chengcai's voice, which seemed to be isolated in a distant space, came from the living room with a strange echo.

Wu Xiong's face turned as pale as paper in an instant, his body felt like it was falling into an ice cave, his eyes widened in horror, staring at the blurry figure at the door.

If Zhao Chengcai was in the living room, then who was standing at the door? ! ! !

Wu Xiong's whole body was trembling with goosebumps. With endless fear, he immediately curled up under the bed. He wanted to remind Zhao Chengcai, but his throat seemed to be strangled by an invisible hand and he couldn't make any sound.

I could only watch the barefoot figure at the door walk towards the living room.

I don’t know how long it took, but the whole world fell silent.

dong dong dong...

Just at this moment, there was a sudden knock on the door.

"Hello, Zhou Ming, special commissioner of the Taicheng Town Demon Division, please open the door..."

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