Immortal slave, the literal meaning is easy to understand, but Boss Zhou is not so sure.
Just like "little devils", "Bangzi" and "Japanese slaves", perhaps the suffix "slave" is just intended to represent the speaker's contempt and disdain for this group;
Another meaning is simply "slave of the immortal".
Of course, this is not the right time to be overly picky about words. Although the old woman had just had her throat pierced by a scoundrel, her amazing vitality was still so unexpected.
I have seen people who were injured but still had the strength to jump, or had amazing recovery abilities, but this is the first time someone's aura became even stronger after suffering a serious blow.
To be on the safe side, a hint of darkness began to appear in Boss Zhou's eyes, and he slowly closed his eyes and began to switch the personality of half of his face.
Ying Gou also expressed his tacit approval of this.
If Zhou Ze was the one driving all the time, then there was indeed a possibility of a car rollover, but if Half Face was used to do this, dealing with a character like this, it shouldn't be a big problem.
At the very least,
I'm not blind.
See the talisman clearly.
The old woman loosened her hands that were covering her neck, and a layer of black film appeared at the wound on her neck. Then, the old woman pressed down both her hands and feet, and lay on the ground like a gecko, and began to move around Zhou Ze at a very fast speed.
"Bang!"
Suddenly,
The old woman jumped up and pounced on Zhou Ze. There was a faint black smoke surrounding her hands and feet, emitting a very strong corrosive smell.
Boss Zhou just opened his eyes again, and there was a hint of depth in his eyes.
Next,
There was no earth-shattering battle, nor any brutal fighting of three hundred rounds.
some,
Just a casual side turn,
At the most appropriate time,
One side of Zhou Ze's body,
The old woman pounced forward, but missed Zhou Ze.
Zhou Ze reached out again.
“Bang!”
His fingers swept across the old woman's face and tore off the talisman paper that had been stuck on her forehead.
Um,
Familiar talisman paper,
There seemed to be some residual warmth from the body.
There seemed to be a slightly curled black hair mixed in the folds.
It seems that because the owner has not been in good health in recent years, the black edge has a faint smoked yellow color.
The old woman pretended to pounce again, but the colorful light on her forehead that had been suppressed by the old Taoist's talisman paper reappeared. The old woman immediately held her head and wailed in pain.
The membrane on the neck was broken, like a broken accordion, still being pulled hard by the force of a saw.
The darkness in Zhou Ze's eyes began to fade away.
That's it.
Even Boss Zhou was a little surprised.
At the same time, he secretly blamed Ying Gou for not reminding him earlier that it would be over after he peeled off the talisman paper.
It’s like you are working hard on a test but can’t get the answer, but there is a guy next to you holding the reference answer.
Boss Zhou pointed his finger at the old woman.
"coffee!"
Five black chains rose up. This time, the old woman was only concerned with enduring the pain of the seal. She could no longer resist and was locked tightly.
After being locked, the chains began to recede, but five special runes were left on the old woman, continuing to deepen the binding effect.
In the past few years, Ying Gou has swept through hell twice. Every time he returned from hell, Boss Zhou could clearly feel that he had made great progress in his mastery and understanding of power.
This is not a teaching, and Ying Gou has basically never taught me anything on his own initiative, but this is really more direct than a master teaching you step by step.
Many people are still worrying and working hard about how to accumulate strength, but Boss Zhou is just the opposite. He only thinks about how to show off.
Just like how many people in this world toil day and night for their lives,
Boss Zhou is with a rich woman.
All you need to do is learn how to spend money wisely and exquisitely.
Old Zhang came over at this time, and at Zhou Ze's signal, he did not hesitate and carried the old woman on his shoulders.
Normally, faced with this kind of thing, Lao Zhang might consider the rules and principles, but for this kind of supernatural phenomenon, he knew that only by solving it in the most decisive way could the harm be minimized.
Over the past year, Lao Zhang has gone out to solve several cases of evil spirits, and he has made some progress.
"Boss, there is another person in the room. It's her man. They should be together. It seemed like she was trying to trick me into coming into the room earlier!"
The old Taoist priest came over immediately and reported the matter.
The old Taoist is a kind man who likes to donate money to help students, but he is not the kind of goody-goody who repays evil with kindness. If he were really that naive, he would have wandered for half his life and would have been tricked into working as a laborer in a black coal mine before he could even wait to arrive in Tongcheng.
Zhou Ze nodded.
In my heart, I was thinking about what Feng Si said to me this morning.
Since this old woman is related to "immortals",
I don’t know whether Feng Si dares to write this matter in the report.
besides,
The quality of my mine-traversing skills is getting higher and higher. I don't even bother to touch ordinary mines. If I have to touch anything, I'd rather touch this kind of atomic bomb.
It is also a dynamic improvement.
In the past, when I was still weaker, Lao Dao would touch Xiao Lei;
As he became stronger and stronger, the old Taoist started looking for big thunder to collide with.
It's a bit like playing an online game. As the player level increases, the NPC old man standing under the stone and touching his crotch will continue to give you new tasks.
Zhou Ze stretched out his hand and pushed open the door. Old Zhang came in carrying the old woman, and the old Taoist followed closely behind them, hiding behind the boss and looking inside.
In fact, there was no need to look for him anymore, because the old man was already sitting on the sofa in the living room, sitting with his legs spread out, as if he was waiting for Zhou Ze and others to come in.
The old man's belly bulged, as if there was a Nezha inside crying and shouting to be born.
In fact, Boss Zhou is still a little confused about the whole thing, because the incident happened very suddenly, and the old Taoist said it was a thunderbolt without any preparation or foreplay.
"Let her go..."
Fortunately, it was the old man who broke the awkward silence.
When the old man opened his mouth to speak, you could see the tentacles poking out from between his teeth, as if many tiny tentacle insects had made their home in his mouth.
Old Zhang looked a little ugly, and the old Taoist even covered his mouth, looking like he wanted to vomit but didn't dare to.
Boss Zhou is used to it. It's just a small scene, just a few splashes of water.
"She attacked my men, how can I let her go just like that?" Zhou Ze asked back.
"I'm willing to compensate." said the old man.
Boss Zhou rubbed his hands and said, "Make an offer."
Whoever bids first is often in a passive position. Aunties who often bargain in shopping malls know this well.
"Your life."
Zhou Ze was stunned when he heard this, and waited for three seconds. After confirming that he did not hear wrongly and it was not a cold joke, Boss Zhou nodded, knowing that there was actually nothing to talk about.
The old man opened his mouth again and didn't say anything, but the curvature of his mouth began to become more and more exaggerated, until the area where the face was originally located was completely covered by the open mouth. His nose, eyes, and ears had been twisted to the back of his head.
Then came
A strong stench.
Next,
A hand,
It came out of the old man's mouth.
A black shadow crawled out from inside, revealing its upper body.
This is a very strange picture.
An old man opened his mouth.
Then another old man in black figure crawled out of this old man's mouth.
Yes, the black shadow is also a clear image of an old man. Although his true face cannot be seen, it is clear enough, just like the abstract feeling of an ink painting.
"You may not know who I am."
The black figure said gloomily.
Boss Zhou subconsciously rubbed his chin with his hand.
Lao Zhang pretended to be calm and still stood beside him.
The old Taoist had already leaned towards the gate with all his heart. He had already used up his daily quota of one talisman from his crotch, and the thing he relied on most was no longer there. If a fight broke out later, it would be wise for him to just run away and not be a burden.
In fact,
If it weren't for the effect of his talisman paper just now,
That old woman couldn't make any noise at all.
It seems like every villain always likes to play this trick: "Do you know who I am?"
Then he put on a lot of identities and titles, and finally died a miserable death.
For example, Mr. Zhou never introduces himself to others as:
The owner of the bookshop;
The master of the nether sea;
The heir of Tarzan's will;
Hades's Terminator;
The rightful heir to the Bone Throne;
The eternal protector of all the people of Hell;
The man waiting at Naihe Bridge...
Because the last person who liked to play this way turned against his own nephew and stabbed him to death after he slept with him.
"If you knew who I am, I don't think you would be so calm..."
"It's just a dog raised by an immortal, why are you showing off?"
Boss Zhou sneered, then frowned, as if something was wrong.
The old man in black was stuck in his words.
Some were shocked, some were astonished, some were in disbelief, as if an established concept had been directly torn apart;
It was like falling off a cliff and practicing for years to finally achieve some success, but just as he climbed out, he ran into his father's murderer, the leader of the demon cult, who was leading all the cult's guardians to have a BBQ.
Then,
After…
In the end,
The old man in black slowly shrank back.
The old man's mouth slowly closed again.
The eyes, ears and nose finally returned to where they should be.
After a while,
The old man moved his butt out.
Only a little bit of the buttocks is left on the edge of the sofa.
Put your hands on your knees.
Although his belly was still bulging, it no longer had the arrogance it had before.
With a little embarrassment and uneasiness,
Whispering softly:
"Is it because we old couple are unlucky... or is the world just so terrible now?"