The sudden change surprised Zhou Ze, who was almost "Thirsty".
For a moment..,
He wanted to laugh in his heart, but he also felt a little touched.
"Old Zhang, there's a bastard who went to school with a knife again."
"Old Zhang, the shop across the street has been robbed!"
"Old Zhang, that magnetic therapy hospital has opened again!"
"Old Zhang, the jewelry store on the street has been stolen!"
The sounds of the "alarm" were heard.
Was like the best stimulation..,
Old Zhang's reaction began to become more and more obvious, as if he had been "Electrocuted" time and time again.
A few hours ago..,
The Xiezhi had once asked Old Zhang,
If the last "Sacrifice" happened again..,
Would he be willing to make the same choice?
Old Zhang's answer was that he didn't know either.
He..,
Was just doing things based on his own instincts.
Old Zhang's brows furrowed,
It seemed that he had enough material,
He finally opened his eyes slowly, as if he was a little confused and dizzy,
Who am I?
Where am I?
After all, his eyes were closed and his ears were blocked, so Old Zhang was completely unaware of the arrangements in the study room.
If he did not know, it meant that the Xiezhi in his body did not know either.
"Old Zhang, give me your hand!"
Zhou Ze shouted.
Vaguely..,
In the mirror, Old Zhang seemed to hear a familiar voice,
It was like a call from his mother,
It was indeed a little exaggerated,
But it was really like "Stars Light Up My Home",
At least it allowed Old Zhang's consciousness to focus a little.
At this moment,
It was like a person who had not slept for a few days and had just fallen asleep but was forcefully woken up by someone,
He really wanted to tilt his head and continue sleeping, but he still relied on his willpower to hold on. His body began to tilt and he reached out his hand towards the front.
On Zhou Ze's side, he saw a hand slowly poking out of the mirror. Zhou Ze immediately grabbed this hand and began to pull it out.
This was a tug-of-war. The rope was Old Zhang, and Zhou Ze was a participant on one side.
"Ahhhh..."
Old Zhang let out a cry. He was in great pain. Zhou Ze's tugging was actually tearing at his consciousness and pulling at his soul. This was definitely uncomfortable. After all, it was not a silent fusion of water and milk.
Moreover, the torture of the soul was often countless times more intense than the torture of the body.
However, Zhou Ze could not let go. This was not the time to be soft-hearted. Some things were already destined after Xie Zhi entered Old Zhang's body.
The formation should have really worked. At the very least, the black undercurrent behind Old Zhang in the mirror was not particularly turbulent. It was as if it was still in the dark. Most of Old Zhang's body was pulled out of the mirror by Zhou Ze.
"Boss, you don't have to pull them all out. Otherwise, you'll wake it up. Let's proceed to the next step, seal it!"
Xu Qinglang's voice rang out.
It sounded a little high-pitched, as if it was rolling above his head, a little like the voiceover in a documentary.
Zhou Ze immediately let go of his hand and began to retreat. Half of Old Zhang's body was outside the mirror, and the other half was in the mirror. He looked a little tired and lowered his head.
Actually..,
At this moment,
It wasn't that Zhou Ze hadn't thought of pulling Old Zhang's soul out.
This seemed to be the safest course of action.
It made Old Zhang completely abandon his previous body.
But then …
Even if Old Zhang still had the identity of a ghost, because of his own "weakness", the remaining path was either to "reincarnate" in hell, or to continue to stay in the world of the living, and the final solution was to be turned into ashes.
Of course, the most important thing was that only if Old Zhang could control this Xie Zhi clone like Xu Qinglang could, would it be the greatest benefit to the study.
There were many reasons for benefits.
Old Zhang had a choice now.
There weren't many.
Even if it was Iron Fool, he didn't shout, "I'm hungry. I want to eat."
He also understood.
In this current situation.
In this current situation.
What did one more help mean?
Compared to these cats and dogs in the study room.
He still felt that Wangcai was more reliable back then.
Zhou Ze took one last look at Old Zhang.
His consciousness returned to his body.
He opened his eyes.
The array formation in his line of sight was still emitting a faint red light. The red mirror in front of him had begun to gradually dissipate.
Next.
It was the next step.
Seal!
Pen.
It fell into Zhou Ze's palm.
I'll have to trouble you again.
Idiot.
"Meow!"
The array formation changed again.
The timing was perfect.
An empty area appeared in front of Zhou Ze. It was enough for him to walk to Old Zhang.
Outside the array formation, Xu Qinglang's eyes were burning. He was the only one studying the array formation in the study room. Even Lawyer An was just a dabbler. He didn't really study it.
But this black cat.
It really let Xu Qinglang see another "Sky.".
He felt some regret and regret.
If he had known that this black cat was so proficient in array formations, he would have borrowed the yin-yang book from Zhou Ze earlier.
It was definitely not a problem to borrow it. Zhou Ze really didn't care much about this thing. It could be seen from the fact that he could throw the yin-yang book to the monkey as a toy.
The old Daoist was munching on melon seeds as he stared intently at the situation inside. In fact, he did not quite understand what was going on. Some of the operations were too magical. This kind of technical work was very satisfying for an expert, but for the old Daoist, it was a little boring.
After all.
After the boss went in, he stood there for a long time without moving. What was there to see?
Didn't you say that you fought for three hundred rounds?
Boss, you can also do a somersault and a side flip to warm up the scene.
You have to consider the feelings of our audience, right?
Of course.
The old priest only dared to think about these complaints in his heart.
But he didn't dare to say it out loud.
At the same time, he had to show that although he was eating melon seeds, he was still very concerned about the development of the situation and the safety of the boss.
The old Daoist had been reflecting on himself recently. For some reason, it seemed that the frequency of his live broadcasts had decreased, and he did not communicate with his water friends much. Perhaps it was because he had been living too freely and comfortably in the study room for more than a year, causing his necessary skill of flattery to slip away too much.
He had to reflect, he had to reflect.
The more Lawyer An watched, the more he wished that the person sitting on the chair in the middle of the array formation was not Old Zhang but himself.
His mood was really a little depressed.
Back then, after guessing the old priest's possible identity, he had even thought about whether he should offer an incense stick to express his gratitude to those who had suppressed and chased after him.
Now that his life was comfortable, it had become a reverse mental torture. He didn't want to offer incense. People really seemed to never know how to be satisfied.
He didn't worry about being scarce, but he worried about being uneven. The people around him, the kittens all began to have their own opportunities. From the tail end of the line to the headlight, this made Lawyer An, who was originally sitting in the special seat, really unable to sit still.
If in the future, the entire study room would become a "Big Boss".
Then what would he be?
Lawyer An?
Steward An?
Steward An?
Little An?
"Hiss... the boss has taken out the pen. Where is he going to insert it?"
Lawyer An muttered to himself.
"Hehe."
The old priest suddenly laughed, as if he felt that a good show was about to begin. Then, he immediately restrained himself and said in a low voice,
"If Old Zhang wakes up and finds himself...
Hehe! "
It was as if there was really some kind of feeling in the dark,
Old Zhang, who had been sitting on the chair, was straight and motionless,
His body actually began to tremble slightly at this moment.
Zhou Ze held the pen in his hand,
He walked in front of Old Zhang,
The red in the surrounding array began to gather at the origin,
This was like performing surgery without anesthetics,
In order to suppress the patient's struggle, one had to first control the patient.
Boss Zhou had never thought of giving Old Zhang that blow,
A while ago, he had stabbed the pen into the Flower Fox Ferret's butt because there was more meat in the Flower Fox Ferret's area, and it was stabbed into the flesh. It did not really explode.
As for Old Zhang,
Zhou Ze did not have that kind of bad taste.
He held the pen,
He raised his hand,
With a sense of fierceness,
"Pu!"
The pen pierced into Old Zhang's chest,
Zhou Ze pushed the end of the pen with his palm and slapped it. The pen directly entered Old Zhang's body.
The whole process was smooth and did not have the slightest obstruction. It was also thanks to Zhou Ze being a surgeon in his previous life and being very familiar with the structure of the human body. Otherwise, if it was anyone else, the pen might have directly pierced the vital point,
Then it was:
Old Zhang,
Died.
Old Zhang's body trembled,
Then..,
His eyes suddenly opened,
At first..,
His eyes were calm, but there was a slight exhaustion and pain. He looked at Zhou Ze in front of him,
He said,
"Old..."
But he only had time to say one word,
Old Zhang's eyes instantly turned crimson,
A crazy aura began to burst out,
"Impudent!"
It was as if a pressure from ancient times had suddenly descended,
A supreme and dignified existence revealed its aura,
For a moment,
A terrifying and oppressive atmosphere directly enveloped the entire study room!
The melon seed plate in the old priest's hand also fell to the ground,
With a "Pa" sound,
It smashed into pieces.
Lawyer an immediately stood up,
He was a little surprised,
This aura..,
Something was not right!
He had seen the clone of Xie Zhi,
Terrifying was terrifying,
Majestic was majestic,
But it was far from this level!
The little boy and the little loli, who were sitting on the small sofa in the distance, also stood up straight together. The terror of this pressure exceeded their expectations.
The little black girl curled up on the sofa. The fallen leaves covered her body as if she was being hugged.
The little monkey spat out the peanuts that were still in his mouth with a "Pu" sound.
Xu Qinglang opened his mouth,
His pale and tired face,
A look of despair appeared on his face.
He exclaimed in a low voice,
"This is not the projection of Xie Zhi's clone,
This is it,
This is it,
This is its soul! "
At this moment, the feeling of everyone in the study room..,
Was just like the bandits in the Black Cloud Stronghold back then who planned to catch a "Fat Sheep" for a meal,
In the end, they caught Monk Wei of the Independent Regiment.
It was also like a whaling ship,
They caught a big fish,
But it was not a whale,
It was a Godzilla!
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Now..,
We are..,
The monthly ticket ranking,
First!