Day and night tour

Chapter 120 Death by Disobedience
"How to deal with it?" Zhou Xuan asked Lu Mingkun.

"Eat him! Let's do it together." Lu Mingkun said firmly.

"how to eat?"

Steam, stir-fry, or deep-fry? Or eat it raw? Sounds a bit weird?!

“Just eat it.”

Lu Mingkun also explained that eating the black-haired zombies raised in this kind of evil land is very helpful for accumulating incense for evil people, and if you are unlucky, you won't encounter them.

"Still craving for zombies?"

I often feel out of tune with you, Fifth Brother, because I am not abnormal enough.

Zhou Xuan made a "please" gesture with both hands - Senior Brother, eat first, you can serve first! ?

"Okay, okay, I'll go first."

Lu Mingkun helped the black-haired zombie Boss Zhao up.

The corpse was too dry and its hands and feet were stiff, like a specimen that could be manipulated however one wanted.

After he put the corpse into a "cross-legged" position, the black-haired zombie let out a faint moan from its throat, as if it was dissatisfied with Fifth Senior Brother's casual fiddling with it.

"You little black-haired zombie, dare you show your teeth?"

Lu Mingkun's bamboo leaf knife moved extremely quickly, piercing through the black-haired zombie's throat with one blow.

Suddenly, the black-haired zombie became obedient.

Then, Lu Mingkun cut his middle finger with a knife and sprinkled the blood on the top of the zombie's head.

Suddenly, many black air came out from the stiff skin because of the presence of blood.

Human blood attracts zombies.

Lu Mingkun sat cross-legged in front of the black-haired zombie and breathed rhythmically.

With every breath, the thick stiff air merged into a stream in the air and drilled into Lu Mingkun's chest.

As the zombie energy continued to come out, the black-haired zombie's fingers began to "melt", like a piece of ice illuminated by the sun. The skin, flesh, blood, and bones melted away, leaving only a thick, ink-like liquid - like the residue left after food is eaten.

So this is what eating is?

Zhou Xuan sat cross-legged on the ground and started breathing like Lu Kunming.

The stiff energy split into two streams, one of which penetrated into Zhou Xuan's chest.

A faint smoky smell permeated Zhou Xuan's body.

"bass"

The flame of Zhou Xuan's second incense stick suddenly became stronger, and then began to burn downwards... The burning speed was extremely slow, but it did have a tendency to burn downwards.

"It turns out that being rigid in a Yin person is equivalent to being Buddha-like in a God."

When Zhou Xuan lit the first incense stick, half of the incense came from Buddha nature, including the sacrifice of the strange ghosts and the Buddha tumor of the Lotus Goddess.

The overly strong evil spirit in the zombie's body can actually help the evildoers burn incense in the hall.

"But this zombie is not easy to find, so it cannot be used as a way to accumulate incense every day."

Zhou Xuan had just heard from Lu Mingkun that he had to use the zombies raised in the evil land and eat them to accumulate incense.

It takes time to raise zombies in the evil land, right?

"Think about it and see if I can use this shop to raise some zombies... If I can raise them quickly, my incense will burn faster."

Zhou Xuan closed his eyes and absorbed the black energy.

However, Lu Mingkun opened his eyes.

He looked at Zhou Xuan's meditation and knew that the stiff energy would be useful to Zhou Xuan. He stood up and stopped absorbing the stiff energy.

For him, the way of accumulating incense is very stable. There is still a way to accumulate it without relying on this zombie, it's just a little slower.

But Zhou Xuan was different. During the few days he was in the Zhou family class, his incense offerings did not increase at all. Now that he had a way to burn incense, how could his senior brothers snatch it away?

Lu Mingkun stood by the counter, lit a cigarette, and looked at Zhou Xuan. This look seemed not right... How come his junior brother absorbed the energy so quickly?
In just a few moments, the black-haired zombie's hands, feet, and lower abdomen had been "melted" until only puddles of thick water remained, and his chest was also melting visibly.

"too fast?"

Lu Kunming felt that if he relied on himself to "eat" this zombie, it would take at least three or four hours. He was also a Yin person who had been in the service of four incense sticks, and he had a lot of understanding about the method of "eating air".

As a result, Zhou Xuan rushed up like a savage and "ate" most of the zombie in just a few bites.

"People can't be compared with each other." Lu Kunming smiled bitterly and exhaled a puff of smoke.

……

Zhou Xuan's "breathing" speed was not fast from the beginning. When he first started to absorb the stiff air, his speed was much slower than Lu Mingkun's.

But as he inhaled the stiff air, his secret realm changed.

First, Feiyue in the Shenqi Secret Realm - the incarnation of the Blood Well - seemed to walk out of the secret realm and hung in front of Zhou Xuan.

Then, a woman's figure appeared on the full moon with a veil on her head. She was the lantern bride in the secret realm.

I saw the bride making strange movements. She first lay on the ground like a deer drinking water, nodding her head gently.

Then she got on all fours, with her left arm slightly forward than her right. Although her figure was delicate, her aura at this moment was like a tiger descending from a mountain...

After two consecutive movements, the bride's figure disappeared, leaving only the empty blood moon hanging in front of the eyes.

Zhou Xuan was touched, and in the secret realm, he imitated the bride's actions - the deer drank water.
Just as he made the move, he suddenly felt that the black-haired zombie's remaining air was not enough to absorb, and his breathing automatically quickened.

Then the tiger came down the mountain.

When Zhou Xuan made the move, he suddenly felt as heroic as a tiger roaring in the mountain wind.

He couldn't help but howl...

……

"Can it be faster?"

When Lu Kunming's cigarette was half smoked, Zhou Xuan let out a low whistle.

Only the black hair on the head and neck was left, and it was thrown directly into the red-hot molten iron like an ice cube. In just three or four moments, it melted into liquid form.

Lu Kunming forgot to dust off his cigarette ashes, and was stunned. When he smelled a burning smell, he came to his senses, threw the cigarette with the burnt tip to the ground, and stomped it out...

After Zhou Xuan roared, he swallowed up the remaining dead energy, and the speed of burning incense almost came to a standstill.
Only the embers of fire remained.
A black-haired zombie was eaten clean, and only one-foot-long incense stick was burned to one-fifth of an inch.

The progress is slow, but at least it can give Zhou Xuan some time to find the authentic way to increase his income through tattoos.

And although the zombies in the Yinsha land are difficult to find, the thick Yinsha energy in this shop can be absorbed and exhaled every day, which can at least keep the incense burning.

As long as the incense is burning, the Nuo god will not cause trouble for Zhou Xuan.

The black hair zombie completely melted, and the gas eating ended.

As soon as Zhou Xuan opened his eyes, suddenly, a white light flashed, and a picture appeared in front of Zhou Xuan.

He took a few glances and found that it was a picture of the black-haired zombie Zhao Mazi before his death.

……

[In the picture, inside the store]

It was already dark, there was a thunderstorm outside the store, and the lights were on inside the store.

In the middle of the shop, there was a corpse bed.

On the bed, lay a woman with her internal organs dug out.

"This girl is quite exquisite, but it's a pity that she was kidnapped."

Zhao Mazi held the sharp knife for dissecting corpses in his hand, observing the woman's body, wondering where to start the cut so as to peel off the skin as intact as possible.

Although he observed very carefully, Zhao Mazi did not notice that in the gap of the shop ceiling, there was a ball of black negative energy that was shrinking and condensing rapidly.

Until it condensed into a drop of inky juice.

"Tick!"

Ink dripped from the ceiling, right on the center of the female corpse's eyebrows.

"Where should I start?" Zhao Mazi said to himself.

"Mr. Wuzuo, do you think the dead can feel pain?"

A sad female voice echoed softly in the house, but to Zhao Mazi's ears it sounded like a thunderclap.

"what!"

Zhao Mazi was panicked, his hands were shaking, and he almost couldn't hold the knife steadily.

The female corpse suddenly sat up and asked Zhao Mazi: "Mr. Wuzuo, when you were thinking about peeling my skin, have you ever thought that a dead person would also feel pain?"

"I...I...it's none of my business...You were killed by the kidnappers. Your heart was not dug out by me, but by someone else. Go find them...Go find them?"

Zhao Mazi was so frightened that he became insane and didn't even think of running away at the first moment.

After he begged for mercy a few times, he remembered that he could run away.

He turned around and rushed out the door, but his feet seemed to be rooted and he couldn't move.

"Haha, Mr. Nizuo, I want to tell you that the dead can feel pain just like the living..."

As soon as the female corpse finished speaking, Zhao Mazi was hit on the back of the head and his eyes went black.

When he woke up again... or more precisely, when his "corpse opened its eyes", he felt that his abdominal cavity had been opened.

Intense pain spread throughout his body.

He also saw that the female corpse that he was supposed to skin was actually standing in front of the corpse cleaning bed, holding a sharp knife in her hand and performing an autopsy on him.

"puff!"

Zhao Mazi's face twitched physically in pain, and his chest felt like it had been hit countless times by a hammer. When the pain eased a little, he felt the gastric tube being cut off.

"Stop torturing me, please stop torturing me..."

Zhao Mazi was already dead, so he naturally couldn't speak, but Zhou Xuan could hear his voice clearly in his memory.

"I am just a small rascal, responsible for processing the leftovers given to me by the kidnapper. I have never done anything too bad. I just want to make a living. Please don't torture me..."

The female corpse was very calm and continued to dismantle Zhao Mazi's internal organs.

As the parts in his stomach were removed one by one, Zhao Mazi's pain gradually subsided.

However, the feeling of frustration is increasing dramatically.

His head was lying on the bed on its side, so his eyes could see his internal organs, which were laid out one by one beside the bed, like a row of exquisite works of art.

"That's mine...that's mine...give it back to me."

Zhao Mazi wanted to put them back into his stomach one by one, but not only did he fail to do so, he saw that the organs were put into the stomach of the female corpse one by one.

"Give them back to me. Give them back to me."

The female corpse ignored him, put on Zhao Mazi's long gown, pants, and top hat, and opened the shop door.

She took the oil-paper umbrella, picked up the lantern hanging on the wall, and walked into the stormy night.

The wind blew into the house, echoed, swirled in the house, and then slammed the shop door shut.

A greedy and sinister laugh rang out from the room, and the cracks in the ceiling suddenly widened...widened...widened again...

A pair of hands transformed from black evil energy hung down from the ceiling all the way to Jingyi's bed, hooked Zhao Mazi, and then quickly pulled him into the ceiling.

Then, the gap in the ceiling became narrower and narrower until it disappeared completely!
……

The memory scene ended, Zhou Xuan opened his eyes, and subconsciously looked into the hole in the ceiling, but still saw nothing.

"Little Junior Brother, how did you do it?"

"what?"

"Air-eating! The speed at which you eat the black-haired zombie is terrifying. I haven't even finished smoking a cigarette, and the zombie has been eaten clean by you." Lu Mingkun still couldn't get over Zhou Xuan's "air-eating" speed.

The speed of consuming air is strictly linked to the speed at which the Yin people accumulate incense.

Zhou Xuan didn't have time to discuss the speed of "eating air" for the time being. He raised his hand and said to Lu Mingkun: "Fifth Brother, the ceiling of this shop can eat people!
Moreover, the previous shop owner who died, Zhao Mazi, was a "disobedient person."

Lu Mingkun's gang is called Wuzuo, and his greatest wish is to destroy Wuzuo's gang by using Wuzuo's own methods.

(End of this chapter)