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Chapter 193: The Painter

It is very dangerous to find things in the world of monsters.

But Zheng Kai relied on Qiu Jing's hatred in him and found a black jar without much trouble.

"Do you... flow in by yourself? Or should I find a spoon to scoop you in?"

Zheng Kai was a little embarrassed.

Zhu Zhu turned into a puddle of blood.

Without Zhu Zhu's body, Zheng Kai could no longer feel the strange aura on her body.

The black jar was placed on the ground, and black blood was "crawling" along the edge of the jar's mouth, little by little.

When all the blood on the ground crawled into the jar, Zheng Kai held the black jar in his arms and looked down, Zhu Zhu's face appeared on the mouth of the jar.

"Are you no longer as strong as you were before?"

Zheng Kai asked tentatively.

Zhu Zhu is silent.

She doesn't even have a body now, so how can she get the strength!

Although the memorial tablet in the ancestral hall did not kill her, it deprived Zhu Zhu of all his deceit and hatred.

Zheng Kai sighed.

I thought I could get a helper for free, but I didn't expect to get nothing in the end.

But if Zhu Zhu was ignored, Zheng Kai would feel a little embarrassed.

I must have felt a little bit sorry that I had snatched someone else's offering card and caused her to become what she was now.

"I won't leave you."

Zheng Kai said something.

in a jar.

Zhu Zhu looked at Zheng Kai's serious expression and felt for the first time that Zheng Kai seemed to be a nice person.

Zheng Kai held the black can and planned to leave the intersection.

He already knows how to light up the memorial tablets in the ancestral hall, which is the most important thing.

At this moment, Zhu Zhu reminded Zheng Kai: "There is still one last step that has not been done."

"Look at the back of the offering card, my name has not disappeared."

Hearing this, Zheng Kai took a look at the offering card. Sure enough, Zhu Zhu's name was still on the back and did not turn into a red ×.

Zhu Zhu asked Zheng Kai to look at the incense burner and three sticks of incense on the ground: "If I want to worship you, I must light three sticks of incense with my own hands and insert them in the incense burner."

"And you have to smoke a cigarette I gave you. The worship will not end until the cigarette is finished."

So troublesome?

This offering ceremony is a bit too complicated.

Zheng Kai said helplessly: "How do you light incense like you are now?"

Zhu Zhu gave Zheng Kai his few ghost energy, and the action of lighting incense was to look at the ghost energy, not the body.

Using Zhu Zhu’s strange energy to light three incense sticks can be regarded as being lit by Zhu Zhu himself.

A touch of strangeness enveloped Zheng Kai's hands.

Zheng Kai picked up the three incense sticks and slowly inserted them into the incense burner. At the same time, the three incense sticks lit up at the same time, and three white lines slowly floated upward.

The incense burner disappeared.

Zheng Kai looked back and saw the incense burner once again appeared in the center of the intersection.

Only half of the three incense sticks that were lit just now are left.

Soon, the three incense burnt out, leaving only gray ashes.

Zheng Kai didn't have the habit of smoking, so he couldn't help coughing when he smoked. When he finished smoking a cigarette, Zhu Zhu told Zheng Kai that he could leave.

Zheng Kai held the black can and walked quickly towards the plastic surgery hospital.

On the way, Zheng Kai and Zhu Zhu kept chatting.

Zheng Kai also knew the origin of Zhu Zhu. She died in a car accident at this intersection. When she woke up again, she had already arrived in the world of strange things.

She is a relatively lucky creature.

After coming to the world of strange things, Zhu Zhu didn't encounter other strange things until one day, a man named a painter found her.

The painter told her that she still had hope of becoming a living person.

As long as you can light up your own ancestral temple tablet, you can become a monster more powerful than the deceased, which is also the "Three Unusual Things".

Before passing away, everything about Weiwu focused on the shaping of the body.

Flesh, skeleton, blood vessels, heart, etc., these are all indispensable parts of the body.

But if you want to be a living person,

These alone are not enough.

The painter did not tell Zhu Zhu what else he needed. He just told Zhu Zhu to find a hundred worshippers as soon as possible and become the "three unworthy things", so that he would have the conditions to become a living person.

From Zhu Zhu's mouth, Zheng Kai could feel that this so-called painter was a little anxious.

"How many strange objects were there in total when I got the offering card from the painter?"

"Including me, there are nine in total."

Zhu Zhu has nothing to hide from Zheng Kai.

Zhu Zhu is one of them, and the old man is also one.

In other words, there are still seven people with offering cards in their hands.

Zheng Kai felt that Qiu Jing must not have it in his hands.

If Qiu Jing had the offering card in his hand, with his strength as a deceased person, he should easily be able to find a hundred worshipers.

If the soft one doesn't work, then use the hard one.

Qiu Jing usually comes straight to the point and doesn't like to play around with things.

Since Qiu Jing is still a deceased person, it means that he has not lit up his own memorial tablet in the ancestral hall, which is good news for Zheng Kai.

If Zheng Kai can become one of the "three bad things" before Qiu Jing, then there is no need to be afraid of Qiu Jing.

Suddenly, Zheng Kai realized something was wrong.

in mind.

Zheng Kai asked the massage chair: "Massage chair, you just said that I need to light up my own ancestral temple tablet. How many offerings are needed?"

"Users numbered 014, please note that it is one thousand worship points."

“How many offering points can one worshiper provide?”

"a little."

Zheng Kai:.......

He had to find a thousand of them before he could light up his own memorial tablet in the ancestral hall.

This is very different from the hundred he imagined.

"Massage chair, are you playing with me?"

Zheng Kai was a little angry, but he hadn't vented yet.

The sound of the massage chair is still so pleasant and has never changed: "User No. 014, please note that you are currently a living person. It takes one thousand points for a living person to light up the memorial tablets in the ancestral hall, and one hundred points for a strange thing to light up the memorial tablets in the ancestral hall."

Zheng Kai didn't know what to say.

In the end, Zheng Kai could only sigh and ignored the massage chair.

Where can he find a thousand monsters?

Zheng Kai felt a headache just thinking about it.

A thousand!

This number is already exaggerated. If the temptation of the memorial tablets in the ancestral hall were not strong enough, Zheng Kai would have given up.

It seems that this matter cannot be rushed and can only be done slowly.

While Zheng Kai was chatting with the massage chair, Zhu Zhu also became quiet.

She was able to almost become a blood vessel-level monster because of the offering cards. The wish power of the ancestral tablets meant that Zhu Zhu did not need to go around devouring the same kind like other monsters.

But the disadvantage is that at a fixed time every day, the hatred in your body will explode uncontrollably.

For Zhu Zhu, her pain is just repeating the car accident over and over again, feeling the despair of her body being crushed and damaged by the car.

Now, she is actually free from the torture of offering cards.

But it has also lost the possibility of becoming one of the "three things that are not".

I don't know if this is a good thing or a bad thing for her.

Passing by the second intersection, nothing unusual happened.

Zheng Kai suddenly asked: "What kind of weird thing is a painter?"

Zheng Kai was very interested in this painter.


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