Lawyer An's car was parked on the road near the intersection, and he was sitting on the trunk with a cigarette. At this time, the road was basically quiet except for the occasional car passing by.
Not to mention Lao Zhang’s ghost, Lawyer An didn’t even see a wild cat.
After shaking off the ashes from his cigarette, Lawyer An picked up his phone and called Zhou Ze again. He had called several times before, but each time he was told that the phone was out of service area.
This time, the call was finally connected, and a cell phone ringing was heard not far away.
Lawyer An looked up and saw Zhou Ze first. Before he could complain about why Zhou Ze was so slow, he saw the woman behind Zhou Ze and his face immediately darkened.
Zhou Ze and the woman came over. Zhou Ze didn't say anything, but the woman spoke first:
"If you want to do it, do it quickly and don't waste time."
Lawyer An looked at Zhou Ze with some confusion.
Zhou Ze shook his head, indicating that it was not convenient to explain this now.
Lawyer An glanced at the woman again, jumped out of the trunk, and opened it. Inside was the body of a middle-aged man.
"A rune for driving corpses."
The woman looked at the corpse below and a smile appeared on her lips.
It is too inconvenient to store fresh corpses, and even pure freezing is not the best solution. To put it bluntly, the corpse-driving clan is essentially the same as those who transport fruits and seafood.
If what you transport is spoiled seafood or rotten fruit, who will you sell it to
Therefore, the corpse-driving sect has its own way of preserving corpses.
As for the more advanced ones, they use secret methods to ensure that the corpse can always remain in a state where it can be driven and commanded to move at any time.
Naturally, it is a state where one can be possessed by ghosts at any time. Lawyer An has been in this line of work for many years, so he is naturally familiar with the tricks and ways involved.
Zhou Ze took out Lao Zhang's soul.
The woman behind him licked her lips and seemed to be very greedy. Even though she had already eaten three, she still wasn't full.
Next,
Zhou Ze used his fingernails to control Lao Zhang's soul and pushed it into the corpse.
Lao Zhang's soul clearly showed a rejection reaction and could not fit in at all. And now, it has been a long time since Lao Zhang's death and his soul left his body. If he continues like this, either Zhou Ze will let him go to hell, or his soul will be torn apart.
Zhou Ze made up his mind and pressed his soul into the body directly. However, the soul was in the body but was still running around in the body. After losing Zhou Ze's suppression, it could run out at any time.
"Your nails are quite interesting."
The woman looked at Zhou Ze's nails with a hint of amusement.
Zhou Ze ignored the woman and looked at Lawyer An and asked:
"what to do?"
What should I do if integration fails and revival fails
Lawyer An was stunned for a moment.
Do I know what to do
Doesn't the story say that he will float over here on his own and enter the body to revive
Now you're bringing his ghost here, which is totally inconsistent with the rhythm of the story.
Moreover, the ghosts that Lawyer An had received before were all those who had been tortured and tempered in hell. The strength and quality of their souls were simply not comparable to those of these ordinary dead souls who had just died.
If every ordinary dead soul could be resurrected by possessing another corpse, wouldn't the world have been in chaos long ago
“So long-winded.”
The woman stretched out her hand.
He made a seal on the corpse's chest.
A bright red mark instantly fell down and hit the chest.
The soul that had been wandering around finally settled down, as if it was sleeping soundly.
"Where's the ghost officer's certificate?"
The woman asked.
"Huh?" Zhou Ze was stunned.
"His soul is too weak and needs a ghost messenger certificate to suppress it. Don't tell me that you planned to sneak him across and transplanted him, but you didn't even prepare a ghost messenger certificate. That would be useless."
"Yes, there is."
Lawyer An took out a ghost messenger certificate, which Zhou Ze gave him during the day.
Next,
Lawyer An pointed his index finger at the center of the corpse's eyebrows and took out a drop of black blood. This was soul blood, not corpse blood. However, this black blood looked particularly loose, which also meant that the soul in the body was now very weak.
The blood dripped onto the ghost catcher certificate, and Lawyer An put the ghost catcher certificate into the corpse's hand for him to hold. After taking a few steps back, Lawyer An nodded to Zhou Ze.
"If her seal works, he might be able to wake up on his own after some time."
"Okay, drive the car back and take him back with you. There are not many rooms on the second floor of the bookstore. You can live in one with him for a while, and you can take care of him." Zhou Ze said.
“… …” Lawyer An.
"Can we go now?" the woman asked.
"Where are you going?" Lawyer An asked.
"I accompanied her to do something. She came down from the Naihe Bridge."
"No need to introduce him. I know this man." The woman looked at Lawyer An. "In the past, our Naihe Bridge had business dealings with him. Am I right?"
Lawyer An was silent. His identity was a bit awkward. In fact, it was not suitable for him to meet with official figures, even if they were his former clients.
He also knew that in the eyes of those underground customers, he was not worth the money. In fact, he was just a scoundrel in the world of the living, not even worthy of being presented in public.
"Then you should be careful." Lawyer An reminded Zhou Ze, then got into the car, started the car and drove away.
After driving out, Lawyer An deliberately looked through the rearview mirror at the scene where Zhou Ze and the woman were standing together.
"Can we go now?"
The woman continued to ask.
Zhou Ze nodded, took out his cell phone and called a fast car.
Although it was so late, someone still accepted the order after the red envelope was sent out. More than ten minutes later, a black sedan stopped at the intersection.
Zhou Ze and the woman walked over together.
"What? Go to Tongcheng Prison? Are you crazy? Going to that place so late at night? No, no, I won't take this order. You guys can cancel the order. Who will I pick up if I go there?"
The driver seemed to have just noticed the destination and was surprised and ready to give up the order.
However,
The woman put her hand directly on the driver's face.
The driver was stunned.
Then he fainted limply.
The woman opened the car door and dragged the driver out. The driver, lying on the side of the road, had an expression of enjoyment on his face, as if he was having a sweet dream and was extremely intoxicated.
"Can you drive?" The woman looked at Zhou Ze, "If you can, drive."
After saying that, the woman sat in the passenger seat.
Zhou Ze also got in and started the car.
Along the way, the two people in the car did not communicate for a long time and seemed very quiet.
Finally, it was the woman who spoke first and asked, "Are you really not afraid of me at all?"
"I'm scared. Very scared."
The woman frowned. "If I tell you about what you did before, or report it to the higher-ups, you'll be in big trouble. This is a taboo and it disrupts the order set by the underworld."
"Yeah, so I'm scared."
"But you can rest assured. If the water is too clear, there will be no fish. In fact, the underworld doesn't care much about the lowest-level ghost messengers like you. You are just consumables. It's the best thing that someone can work hard for you based on your GPA."
“Yes, so I’m scared.”
"He's really in there? Living in prison?"
"I made a promise with you that you would help me revive my friend and I would help you find the pen you wanted. I won't break my promise."
“I hope you won’t break your promise, but it’s just my luck, as if it was a script arranged in the story.
I thought it would take me a long time to find him this time, but I ran into you directly, and you knew about his existence and unknown.
Really,
It was a little too smooth.”
"It went smoothly. Isn't that good?" Zhou Ze looked at the woman and lit a cigarette at the same time.
"If it goes smoothly, of course it will be good, if it really goes smoothly."
After saying this, the woman stopped talking, and the car fell into a strange silence again.
Instead, the woman would glance at Zhou Ze's steering wheel from time to time.
To be precise,
She was looking at Zhou Ze's fingers.
Many ghost messengers, and even some ghosts underground, have their own special abilities, but the woman feels that this pair of nails is somewhat unusual.
The car finally drove to the outskirts of the prison and Zhou Ze stopped the car.
"According to the rules, you have to make an appointment to visit during the day before you can go in," Zhou Ze reminded.
"I am from the underworld. I don't need to follow the rules of the living world."
The woman opened the car door, got out, and walked straight forward into the darkness ahead.
She walked freely and decisively, even lightly, as if she was about to jump.
It is a glorious thing to complete the task as quickly as possible and then hand it in.
Although there is no ghost messenger certificate on Naihe Bridge, everyone is essentially the same. They all need to do things to demonstrate their own value and gain recognition.
Zhou Ze stretched his hand out of the window.
He flicked the ash off his cigarette.
What happened tonight,
He felt that it was going a little too smoothly.
The appearance of the ghost falcon,
The appearance of this woman,
Lao Zhang's soul was finally successfully sent into a body.
The woman said she was looking for a pen.
Zhou Ze said he knew.
The woman asked Zhou Ze to take her to find the pen in exchange for helping Zhou Ze's friend to revive.
Really,
Too smooth.
as well as,
What a coincidence.
at the moment,
The woman was no longer visible.
Zhou Ze blew out a smoke ring.
Pull down the sunshade and open the mirror inside.
In the mirror,
It’s also Zhou Ze.
"She went, can she come back?"
Zhou Ze asked.
Zhou Ze in the mirror did not move, and had no special reaction.
Zhou Ze smiled.
One hand continued to rest on the car window.
Throwing the cigarette butt on the ground,
Yawning,
"If she can come out, I can't let her go down again, right
She wrote that people in the underworld don’t have to follow the rules of the living world;
Since I am in the world of the living, there is no need for me to follow the rules of the underworld."