Chapter 143
Le Ziyou even shouted out an echo. He was right. He should do this. Chen Zui was just a ghost that was bothering him!
At this moment, he seemed much more excited than Chen Zui, who was injured. He was trembling all over, and his eyes were red. The hand holding the Heavenly Thunder Pestle was clenched tightly, and he did not retreat.
Chen Zui, who was pierced by the Heavenly Thunder Pestle, was enduring countless thunders traveling through his body, causing him extreme pain, and his ghost energy was rapidly weakening.
Aotian: [Don't worry, I'll go find the leader! ]
Chen Zui looked at Le Ziyou with his lifeless eyes and took another step forward. Le Ziyou was forced to retreat step by step. The Heavenly Thunder Pestle was very small and the distance between the two was very close.
It was so close that Chen Zuidong could grab Le Ziyou with just one move.
"You asked for it, you forced me to do it..." Le Ziyou kept muttering. He didn't realize how normal it was for a human to get rid of a ghost. It didn't require any reason or excessive explanation.
"You asked me to kill my friend, and you said I would die if I didn't fall in love with you..." Le Ziyou, who had been retreating, stopped and looked at Chen Zui with a firm gaze.
"I'm not wrong."
Chen Zui took another step forward and stood in front of Le Ziyou. When he lowered his head, the hair on their foreheads rubbed against each other, and they were at a very close distance.
They had once intertwined their lips and teeth at such a distance, passing each other's yang and ghost energy and enjoying the ultimate happiness.
Le Ziyou stared at Chen Zui without blinking, but there was no emotion in those eyes. Chen Zui grabbed his hand holding the vajra and pulled it away little by little.
Le Ziyou then realized that he had forgotten to escape, and fear spread.
Will he be killed by Chen Zui?
Will he die?
Chen Zui released his hand and slowly raised it. It wasn't intentional, it was just too painful. He was used to pain. After all, he had been injured too many times. This thing was really powerful. It hurt so much that he wanted to cry. Haha——
Chen Zui curled up the corner of his mouth and a cold smile appeared on his face. He raised his hand and placed it on Le Ziyou's head, rubbing it gently.
"You did a great job this time."
At this moment, not only did Le Ziyou's expression freeze, but even the blood in his body stopped circulating and his heart went on strike.
Chen Zui had already put down his hand, walked past him and left the house.
After a very long time, Le Ziyou suddenly turned his head to look at the door, but Chen Zui was no longer there. Le Ziyou took two steps towards the door and then stopped.
What is he going to do?
Go chase Chen Zui?
Isn't his departure exactly what I was hoping for?
Le Ziyou was in such a complicated mood that he felt like he was about to explode. He walked around the room twice in a daze and then sat down on the edge of the bed, raising his hand to touch his head. He thought that Chen was going to at least kill him and drag him to hell with him.
But he said he did a good job.
After solving Chen Zui's problem, Le Ziyou did not feel as happy as he had imagined, especially when the rain hit the window. He went to the window and looked at the heavy rain.
Will Chen Zui disappear silently in this rain?
——
It's raining.
Chen Zui moved the umbrella on his head back and looked up at the sky. The raindrops under the street lights were like snowflakes, which turned into dancing rain butterflies when they fell to the ground.
He stood in a remote alley, his body still flashing and disappearing due to the Heavenly Thunder Pestle.
The pain made him sway from time to time.
Aotian: [I'm back.]
Its voice was weak and it seemed that the situation was not optimistic.
Chen Zui: [Thank you for your hard work.]
Aotian sighed. "Chen Zui, there's no way the higher-ups can fix this. The book doesn't even mention it. Even if they wanted to change the data, they can't. The only thing we can do now is to constantly maintain and consolidate your data so you don't get wiped out by this thing."
Chen Zui: [It would be great if it could be like this.]
Aotian could clearly hear the trembling of his last voice, feeling extremely uncomfortable: [Le Ziyou is too cruel, he actually wanted to kill you.]
After saying that, he realized he had said something wrong and quickly comforted Chen Zui: [Don't be sad.]
Chen Zui: [Why should I be sad?]
Aotian was puzzled: [He treated you like this, and you're not sad? ]
"I'm a ghost, he's a human. Resistance is normal, and it proves he's not a coward. Besides, it's only 10% favorability, and we've always known that all his sweet words are lies."
Chen Zui said these things as if it had nothing to do with him. He had nothing to be sad about. Le Ziyou just made the right choice. It would be stupid if he disregarded his life just because a ghost made him feel good a few times.
On the contrary, he admired Le Ziyou even more. He had done it three times and was still so indomitable.
Chen Zui is not a good person, and he would not expect others to be naive and kind. He looked at the raindrops falling from the edge of the umbrella and recalled Le Ziyou's expression.
Is he really happy?
Not necessarily.
Aotian sometimes felt that Chen Zui was calmer than the system composed of code, but fortunately, he had this calmness and didn't feel sad: [So what are you going to do next? ]
Let me adjust to the current situation first.
His body was constantly struck by lightning; this situation really required some adaptation. Chen Zui leaned back against the wall and said, "Aotian, could you please give me a cigarette I can smoke?"
He chuckled: [It hurts a little.]
The hands holding the umbrella are shaking.
Aotian quickly got some cigarettes for Chen Zui. Deep in the alley, where the streetlights couldn't reach, a black umbrella covered a figure that appeared and disappeared from time to time. The smoke was dispersed by the moisture of the rain before it could float out of the edge of the umbrella.
Chen Zui leaned his head back and smoked his cigarette. He knew that one would get used to the pain over time. When he was a child, he would cry his heart out if he got a scratch on his skin. Later, if he was stabbed, he would just frown. Now he would gradually get used to the pain and become numb.
He slowly exhaled the smoke through slightly rounded lips.
His dark eyes suddenly looked towards the entrance of the alley. It seemed that someone was not going to give him time to adapt. Chen Zui gritted his teeth, stood up straight, left the wall and turned to the entrance of the alley.
He raised the black umbrella in his hand.
The young man opposite was holding a white transparent umbrella, and his eyes fell on the vajra on his abdomen. It was the man who gave the vajra to Le Ziyou.
Aotian: [Second Attack Liao Ziqi, why is he here? ]
Chen Zui: [It seems that Le Ziyou got his stuff from him.]
The two men's eyes met, and the cigarette in Chen Zui's mouth flickered. The other party was a capable and true master, and now he was in this situation. However, Aotian said that the secret bookstore would maintain its own data. In short, he could not die.
That's easy.
He held a cigarette in his mouth and an umbrella in his hand, and walked towards Liao Ziqi leisurely.
Liao Ziqi was surprised. That was the Heavenly Thunder Pestle. More than an hour had passed from the time it was activated to the time he sensed it and came here, but the ghost had not disappeared yet.
He even appeared so calm that the Heavenly Thunder Pestle that continuously released Heavenly Thunder from his abdomen looked more like a decoration, making the ghost look very gorgeous.
"You shouldn't stay in the Yang world and entangle the living. Heavenly Master Liao Ziqi is here to send you into reincarnation."
Liao Ziqi drew the sword from his waist, looking really like a real professional. He was totally incomparable to Le Ziyou, the fake Taoist priest.
Chen Zui stopped two meters away from Liao Ziqi. The cigarette in his mouth was almost burned out, and he took it out with his slender fingers.
He chuckled.
"Such righteous words, Xu Shuhuai, have you sent him to reincarnation?"
Liao Ziqi's expression changed slightly. He didn't expect that he actually knew about Xu Shuhuai.
Xu Shuhuai is a little different. He...
When he was trying to find an excuse for himself, Chen Zui flicked the cigarette butt in his hand towards him, not aiming at his face, but at the side.
The flying orange-red flame attracted Liao Ziqi's attention, causing him to subconsciously turn his head to the other side. However, Chen Zui had already rushed to that side and swung the folded umbrella towards Liao Ziqi.
The pair of dark eyes behind the umbrella were cold and creepy.
Liao Ziqi felt a strong wind coming, and the raindrops from the umbrella hit him like steel balls. He didn't expect that this ghost had not disappeared after being stabbed by the vajra for so long, and he could still have such skills.
Doesn’t he... feel any pain?
But this is not what Liao Ziqi wanted to think about now. Even if he dodged as quickly as possible, the umbrella still hit his shoulder and he was pushed back.
After standing still, he immediately took out the talisman, made a gesture and threw it towards Chen Zui.
Fire actually ignited among several talismans. Chen Zui was trapped by the fire. The burning pain and the pain of being struck by lightning mixed together. The hand holding the umbrella was so tight that it was almost broken.
Liao Ziqi saw the evil spirit trapped by the Samadhi True Fire sway, bent one knee and knelt on the ground.
He swung the sword in his hand and stabbed forward, chanting some incantation.
The sword plunged into the insubstantial fire.
Stabbed the evil ghost.
Liao Ziqi looked serious. Such an evil ghost must be eradicated and he cannot be kept alive!
Just when he wanted to thrust the sword deeper, the sword stopped moving.
In the Samadhi True Fire, Chen Zui grabbed the sword that pierced his shoulder.
The pain counteracted the pain, and I felt a little numb.
The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, but his teeth were squeaking. This smile without any expression and only the corners of his mouth pulling him up made him look crazy and calm.
The muscles in his arms were almost bursting through his sleeves, and the moment he stood up, he pulled the sword into his hands.
Liao Ziqi stumbled forward.
At this time, the talisman floating in the air was also burned out. When the Samadhi True Fire disappeared, Chen Zui swung his sword and slashed at Liao Ziqi.
The sword is only used against ghosts and is not sharpened.
So this time Chen Zui chopped towards Liao Ziqi's neck. Liao Ziqi couldn't dodge and was hit. He let out a scream of pain and fell to the ground. He felt like his neck was about to break, and the pain made his head dizzy.
Chen Zui had already swung his sword towards the umbrella in his hand, so his umbrella would not break.
The sword broke in the middle, the tip flew out, and the broken end was jagged. Chen Zui held the remaining piece in his hand and stabbed it neatly at Liao Ziqi who was lying at his feet.
Anything can become his weapon to kill. Since there is no possibility of death, he just needs to endure the pain. The rest is for him to drag the opponent into the human way of fighting.
Then he will definitely win.
Chen Zui's pupils dilated.
Go to hell.
Aotian: [He is a key figure and cannot be killed! ]
Chen Zui was originally aiming at Liao Ziqi's neck, and he could definitely pierce it in one go, completely solving this problem.
After hearing Aotian's words, he changed his position.
He has already caused Aotian a lot of trouble. Aotian's system has nothing to say about him, and he will not make things difficult for Aotian.
The broken sword stabbed into Liao Ziqi's shoulder, blood gushed out, and a few drops splashed onto Chen Zui's face, making his lifeless face come alive.
Chen Zui kicked Liao Ziqi's leg again, who rolled over in pain.
“Crack.”
It was the sound of a broken bone.
Liao Ziqi fell on the ground full of water, with a broken sword stuck in his shoulder. The pain was so severe that his vision went black. At the end of his sight was the back of the evil spirit leaving. He took out his cell phone from his pocket, gasping for breath. The rain water poured into his mouth, making it almost impossible for him to breathe, and called for help.
Chen Zui staggered forward, his hands holding the wall sliding down little by little, and finally he fell forward weakly.
Aotian anxiously asked: [How are you?]
At the last moment, Chen Zui managed to hold on to the ground and did not fall, and sat down on the ground against the wall.
He asked Aotian for another cigarette and began to ingest nicotine like crazy: "This Liao Ziqi won't be a problem anytime soon."
He kicked the other person's legs and broke them, enough to take care of him for a while.
Chen Zui slowly exhaled a smoke ring.
Fun travel.
You make me hurt so much.
——
Le Ziyou stared at the door and ran out. He didn't necessarily want Chen Zui to die, as long as he promised not to harass him again in the future.
It was pouring rain and Le Ziyou got wet quickly even with an umbrella.
He simply threw away his umbrella: "Chen Zui!"
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