Strange Recovery: I Can Become A Big Demon

Zhang Wenbo's face is cloudy

He closed the door to lock the living person in front of him in a pile of corpses, and then waited for the other person to find out that his only companion was also a dead person.

But the other party took the initiative to lock the door, which made Zhang Wenbo faintly feel passive.

Why did he lock the door?

Do you want to anal me?

Thinking of this possibility, Zhang Wenbo couldn't help but take two steps back.

"The low-level ghoul's chrysanthemum cools down, and ghost energy +5."

Jiang Chen looked at the doctor.

The other party should not have lied before, he did witness the death of the mortuary administrator, the only thing he lied was that he did not run out that night, but became one of these corpses!

"interesting."

Jiang Chen was about to make a move. After seeing the system prompt, he patted the other person on the shoulder and gave him an appreciative look.

This is the first time he has encountered such a ghost who actively sends ghost energy.

Zhang Wenbo was even more frightened.

The way he looked at me seemed to be full of appreciation?

Everyone is a man, what do you mean?

"Ghost Qi +9!"

This is already the maximum ghost aura that resentment can provide.

Jiang Chen turned his head and glanced at the morgue. It was colder here than outside the corridor. There were corpses lying on the beds, covered with white cloths. There were three white cloths on the beds, but there were no corpses.

"What's the matter with these three beds?" Jiang Chen asked.

Zhang Wenbo looked over, and deliberately widened his eyes: "How is it possible, after those corpses disappeared, no one dared to move their beds. There should be nine empty beds here!"

He took a few steps back, pressed his back against the wall, and said in a trembling tone, "They...they're back!"

"Back?" Jiang Chen muttered to himself, and suddenly walked forward: "That's good, if you dare to come back, don't even think about running away this time."

Zhang Wenbo was dumbfounded by the words of tiger and wolf.

"Ghost energy +6."

"Ghost energy +4."

"..."

There were several reminders in succession. It seemed that the things lying here were also shocked by Jiang Chen's words.

Jiang Chen lifted a white cloth, and underneath was a middle-aged man with sunken eye sockets and a pale face. He should have been dead for several days. His eyes were tightly closed, but the corners of his mouth raised a strange arc, which seemed to be a smile but not a smile.

Normally, the muscles lose their strength after death, so it is impossible to show this kind of expression. This scene seems very strange.

Snapped! Snapped!

Two big mouths fell on his face, and the curvature of the middle-aged man's mouth almost couldn't be stretched anymore.

"Ghost energy +8."

"Brother, are you awake?" Jiang Chen yelled.

The middle-aged man gritted his teeth and opened his eyes, and said grimly, "Aren't you afraid of me?"

"That's right, everyone is a corpse, what's so scary?" Jiang Chen pointed to an empty bed next to him: "This is my bed. Today is my first seven. I just cheated on the corpse."

Middle-aged man: "???"

"It's you, brother, it's so strange." Jiang Chen stared at the middle-aged man, and his mouth was amazed.

"What's so strange?" The middle-aged man was taken aback.

"How many days have you been dead?"

"Four days, what's the matter?"

"That's right, generally speaking, people have to wait until the first seven days to cheat a corpse. You've only had four days, and there may be something wrong with the corpse!" Jiang Chen was very serious.

The corners of the mouths of the rest of the corpses lying on the side twitched under the white cloth.

We are all dead bodies, can something go wrong?

"Ghost energy +4."

"Ghostly..."

But the onlookers were obsessed with the authorities. Hearing this, the middle-aged man became serious: "Master, what do you say?"

"The first seven souls are a natural law. If you come back early, it will affect the future of the descendants of your family, and it will even affect your reincarnation."

The middle-aged man is thoughtful, he has also heard this saying, the first seven is the night of returning to the soul.

"Master, how to resolve it?" A trace of anxiety appeared on the face of the middle-aged man.

"It's simple." Jiang Chen took out a forearm-long sharp knife in the accompanying bag, which was snatched from the disfigured ghost, and it reached the level of a ghost weapon.

"When I strike later, don't resist. White knives go in and red knives go out. You'll die for three more days, and you'll return to your soul when the time comes, understand?" Jiang Chen looked serious.

Feeling the terrifying resentment on the knife, the middle-aged man's eyes widened. This is definitely something that a ghost who is much stronger than himself has used.

He could feel that if he was really stabbed by this knife, he would immediately lose his soul!

God doesn't resist!

What about fooling around here?

"Ghost Qi +9."

At this time, the middle-aged man also reacted. Seeing the sharp knife being stabbed, his face was ruthless, and he was about to strike.

But Jiang Chen and him were already close, and a ghoul at the level of resentment couldn't dodge when he was caught off guard.

laugh!

The sharp knife directly pierced the heart of the middle-aged man, and Jiang Chen stirred it vigorously, which was extremely cruel.

"Ding, the low-level ghoul dies, ghost energy +9!"

Jiang Chen's eyes lit up.

His current basic strength can really kill a resentment!

As for the innocence of the other party, he has also judged it. With the demon power concentrated in his eyes, he can see traces of black resentment on the middle-aged man. Only ghosts who have killed people will show this state.

Some grievances that persist due to obsession but have not harmed others will only have light gray resentment on their bodies.

"Ghostly..."

At this time, reminders continued, Zhang Wenbo, including the rest of the corpses lying on the shelf, all showed panic, killed one of their companions so simply and neatly?

Jiang Chen glanced at it, and after a few waves of reminders, his ghostly aura was already over nine hundred and fifty.

"That's right. Although the ghost energy provided by resentment is an order of magnitude lower than that of evil ghosts, it is better because of the large amount of resentment!"

He was very excited, and lifted the shroud next to him.

An old man was lying on the bottom in a strange posture, lying on his side, clutching the edge of the bed with his hands and feet. He seemed to want to get up from the bed just now, but after seeing Jiang Chen's ferocity, he chose to continue pretending to be dead.

Snapped! Snapped!

Jiang Chen slapped him twice, the sound was very loud.

"Low-level ghoul: Your mother! Ghost energy +8."

"Wake up, sir, wake up!" Jiang Chen shouted, while being unceremonious, his big mouth twitched one after another.

"Papa papa!"

After more than a dozen slaps, the old man opened his eyes with a face full of pain, mainly because he was afraid that his head would be slapped off by this young man.

"What do you want?" the old man asked grimly.

"It's nothing, but it's past nine o'clock, uncle, you should take sleeping pills and go to bed." Jiang Chen explained.

elder:? ? ?

Wake me up and take sleeping pills?

All the bamboo shoots on the mountain are gone!

"You..." Just as the old man was about to say something, his eyes suddenly widened and he looked at his chest, where a sharp knife was stuck. The young man in front of him was looking at him with a warm and warm smile all the time.

"Master, I suddenly remembered that I forgot to bring sleeping pills. This is a physical sleep aid. Don't be afraid, just close your eyes and fall asleep."

The old man's body was pierced by ghost energy, and his remaining consciousness became more and more blurred. Hearing the young man's voice whispering like a demon, he died heavily.

"Ding, the low-level ghoul dies, ghost energy +9!"

"Ghost energy +5."

"..."

I don't know if it was Zhang Wenbo's illusion. There seemed to be a series of air-conditioning sounds in the morgue. He somewhat understood why the other party locked the door. He was really afraid that the corpses would run away!

Gan!

Are you so fierce alive?

Walked five steps in the morgue and slapped the corpse eighteen times.