Otherworldly Merchant

As the buzz dropped, the scene changed again ——

The baby with the broken head ripped the mother's neck, blood like a bet; the couple who landed caught up with the other, even the horse ate flesh and blood blurred; the headless family pushed the old man to the ground, tearing him apart madly; the zombies of a village wandered around, the ghosts of a city flew all over the sky...

If what you just saw is a miserable view of the world, then it's definitely a hell of a statue.

Ever since I took over the antique store from my grandfather and became a shady trader, I've met many zombie demons, but I've never seen anything as intimidating.

I was frightened by a cold sweat and my heart kept pounding and pounding.

Pfft!

An ice-cold hand rested on my shoulder.

My subconscious widened my mouth, my throat moved, I was about to scream out, suddenly remembered the old man's orders, hurried to harvest it.

Bum...

The bell rang again and a little white light flashed in the dark.

Boom! The white light suddenly approached and turned into a hand, one after the other, breaking through the black screen and floating out.

Baby hands, white and white. Young, with a small meat pit behind each finger; thick, strong men's hands, covered with layers of calluses; beautiful women's hands, long, white and coated with fresh red nail polish; overhanging old men's hands, wrinkled and covered with black-brown geriatric spots... each hand with a broken wrist, bleeding. It's like a swimming fish, scratching and scratching in front of me.

I glanced at my eyes and held my breath, but they found me.

Countless hands rushed in, grabbed my hair, pinched my nose, dragged my face and ears, and even dug my eyes.

I was holding the little girl and covering her mouth, and I couldn't help but shake my head and hide.

Suddenly, my other hand stuck around my neck and I could barely breathe.

“Zhang Jiulin, cover Linger's eyes!” At this very moment, there was an extremely old voice shouting.

It's the voice of the gray old man!

I don't know why he gave such a strange order, but he still does it without hesitation.

Buzz... a shock.

The claws that surrounded me were like a flock of frightened pigeons, and a snoring disappeared.

The black clock is shattered and bright again.

I breathed heavily. I was really scared by this mirror.

“Senior, you...” The T-shirt man sitting in front of me suddenly shouted and stood up in panic.

It was only then that I realized that the two eyes of the old man in the grey robe were gone, and that blood was running through the eye sockets of the black hole, full of faces.

His left hand trembled slightly, a sticky, bloody piece of his fingers in the meal —— this is, he dug his own eyes?

Soon I realized that the spell he had just performed could only be performed once in his life, and at the cost of his own eyes.

At the same time, I know why I was told to cover the little girl's eyes, because I was afraid that she would see me.

The old man in the grey robe waved his hand at the T-shirt man, indicating that he would stop saying it, pointing to the big sword with rust marks in front of his finger, very weak said: “Quickly, go get the Buddha's heart. ”

Far away, the bones of the Great Dream Ghost were still intact, except that the Lotus was already full of cracks.

The man nodded and flew away.

When the little girl heard his voice, she immediately twisted very unsettled and tried to get out of my arms.

As soon as the crisis was resolved, I let go of her hands and mouth, only to cover her eyes still dead.

“Linger...” The old man in the grey robe covered his chest and said in a gentle tone, “Shall I play hide-and-seek with you? ”

“Yes!” The little girl stopped struggling, clapping her hands: “Go hide, I can't see anything! ”

“When you eat Buddha's heart, I'll hide it.” The gray old man laughed.

The little girl nodded nicely and couldn't wait to reach out to her little hand: “Where? Give it to me. ”

T-shirt men rushed down the deep pit quickly, jumped onto the high stage, reached into the Buddha bone for two pulls, but did not pull, which caused the long sword to be severed.

When the buddha bones broke apart and turned into flying ash, the tall platform burst into flames.

The T-shirt man took two steps forward, then seemed to find something strange and turned around to look at it, and then flew back.

The old man in the gray robe heard the man's footsteps approaching, pointing to the little girl in my arms: “Give the Buddha's heart to Linger. Go cut off the wire under that gate, and I'll help you find another way out! ”

The T-shirt man answered, handed the Buddha's heart to the little girl and put the rusty sword back under the old man's feet before turning away.

“Ha-ha-ha, Grandpa, I'm going to eat! You better hide it.” The little girl held Buddha's heart in both hands and said with a smile.

It's hard to imagine that the Big Dream Ghost has been dead for so long, but his heart is still intact.

And the sound that almost killed me was coming from it.

But at this point, it was bitten with a big mouthful by the little girl.

She ate extremely sweet, chewed straight, and from time to time stretched out her little tongue to lick the blood off her mouth.

I was staring.

No wonder she said something about drinking human blood and eating her brain so easily, it turns out to be a family meal for her.

But very strangely, as she eats faster, her body gets colder and colder, like a piece of ice, freezing me straight.

When she licks the last drop of blood dry, it turns into a piece of ice!

The little girl was covered in a white, bright, thick ice shell, like an ice sculpture.

“Senpai!” I was kind of shouting in panic.

“Just give her a drop of your blood.” The old man in the gray robe answered softly, as though he could still see everything, even though his eyes had been lost.

I hurriedly squeezed the wound on my fingertips and dripped between the little girl's lips.

In an instant, the ice shell dissolves into smoke.

A little white ball of bright crystal slipped out of her mouth and then blew out a white air.

Her body was no longer cold and warmed up gradually, but her eyes were still closed as if she were asleep.

“Senior... what's going on?” I picked up the little white ball with suspicion and walked up to the old man with the little girl in the gray robe - his eyes were empty and the Hellfire on his legs had burned to his knees, completely immobile.