"Are you threatening me?"
Mao Sandao looked arrogant and disdainful.
"You can try!"
After speaking lightly, Mao Sandao felt that the hairs all over his body began to stand on end.
This hidden "person" is just like a pervert, and he makes murder seem so trivial.
Also, how did he know that his friend was Jiao Maiqi?
Why do you know so much about yourself?
From his tone, he seemed to know everything about his grandfather's death.
Suddenly thinking of something, Mao Sandao suddenly looked around and asked loudly: "Did you kill my grandfather and Uncle Ji?!"
"That's right."
Hearing this, Mao Sandao couldn't think about why this man answered so simply. Anger suddenly surged in his chest, his eyes were red, and he roared violently: "Why do you want to kill them!"
"This is not your concern. What you have to do now is to listen to my arrangements, be the master of the bookstore, and protect your grandfather's soul and the lives of your friends. You have to remember that if you don't agree, there will be serious consequences. serious."
Mao Sandao was obviously stunned for a moment, and then he collapsed on the ground like a deflated rubber ball.
He didn't expect that this person would admit so readily and without hesitation that he was the murderer. And judging by his tone, he didn't seem worried that Mao Sandao would seek revenge on him.
In fact, he didn't take Mao Sandao seriously at all.
At this time, Mao Sandao felt that his current desire for revenge was a bit foolish.
After all, he could easily kill his grandfather, and he could even boldly threaten himself to destroy his soul. It can be imagined that this person's methods are very sophisticated, and he is extremely confident in his own strength.
Besides, I haven’t figured out whether this person is a human or a ghost, so how can I take revenge?
Man is a very magical animal. When he transitions from one extreme to another, his mentality will undergo subtle changes.
Commonly known as, broken jar, broken jar...
The abbreviation is relief.
Since you can't change the inherent direction of the situation, alas, then screw it and make peace with it as it comes.
Mao Sandao thought about the details of this person and why he wanted to kill Grandpa and Uncle Ji, and could only find out slowly in the future.
A gentleman's revenge is never too late. When the opportunity comes, revenge will no longer be a difficult problem to solve.
And now, if it is true as this person said, if he does not agree, he will not want to see Jiao Qiu'er being affected.
After thinking about it again and again, Mao Sandao slowly stood up, suppressed the anger in his heart, stepped forward, picked up the instruction manual on the ground, which was not much bigger than his own hand, and held it in his hand:
"What good will it do if I agree to be the master of the house?"
"As I said just now, you can enjoy the glory and wealth as you wish!"
Mao Sandao reluctantly opened the manual slowly and saw that the title page of the manual read: Ji Yichen, the first owner of the house.
When Mao Sandao saw Uncle Ji's name, he was shocked. Even the muscles on his face were trembling: "What's going on? Why is his name circled in red pen?"
"The term of office has expired and you must die!"
Mao Sandao felt a chill running down his back, but he didn't expect that he had fallen into a tiger's den.
"So now you should feel lucky that you are the second homeowner."
"You are so dark! You deserve to have to stay in the dark!" Mao Sandao cursed through gritted teeth.
He dared to speak in this tone, not that he was not afraid of death, but that he was sure that since this man chose to be the owner of the house, he must have other purposes. Otherwise, his way of speaking would have been doomed long ago.
Therefore, he concluded that as long as he agreed to be the owner of this house, this thing that did not know whether it was a human or a ghost would definitely keep his life, and correspondingly, it would not harm him in a short period of time.
Naturally, the words were also a bit ugly.
In response to Mao Sandao's insults, the man said nothing and seemed to have acquiesced.
I don't know why, but every time Mao Sandao finished cursing, he felt extremely relaxed, as if the long-standing grievances had finally been vomited out.
When Mao Sandao carefully read the contents of the manual, his expression suddenly changed and he took a breath of cold air: "It takes one soul and three souls of a person. What are you doing with one soul and three souls of a person! You are fucking killing someone." !”
Mao Sandao originally thought that letting him be the owner of this bookstore would only be an "irregular" business at best. It was only now that he figured out that selling books in the bookstore was just a pretense, and the real purpose of this bookstore's existence was to make deals with the souls of strangers.
In exchange for it, you can exchange for everything you want including money, love, family affection, dreams, women, health, etc.
"One soul is the life soul, and the three souls are joy, love, and fear. This soul and three souls will not kill people at all. As for what I want this soul to do, you don't need to know, you just need to do it!"
"I'm sorry, I can't be the master of this house!" Mao Sandao threw the instruction manual on the ground, "I can't possibly do such a thing that goes against the laws of nature!"
"good!"
The man replied with just one word and then became silent again.
seemingly,
It's all over.
Mao Sandao waited quietly for the man's response. He hoped that his protest would be effective.
But the longer he waited, the more he felt something was wrong.
"Hey, wait!" Mao Sandao shouted quickly, "I...I will do it!"
But the man seemed to have disappeared, and the entire secret room became quiet again.
"I'm talking to you! Where are the people!" Mao Sandao was a little anxious and quickly picked up the manual again, "I promise you! Don't hurt them!"
"good!"
After nearly half a minute, the man responded.
For some reason, Mao Sandao gradually relaxed after hearing the word "good".
He felt that as long as this person was still here and didn't harm his grandfather's soul and Jiao Qiu'er, it would be fine.
Mao Sandao sat down on the sofa and asked: "I am just an ordinary person, tell me, how can I collect my soul?"
"Get up and close your eyes."
Mao Sandao hesitated for a moment, slowly got up from the sofa, and closed his eyes reluctantly. Although he didn't know what this man was going to do, he had no choice but to do it so that his grandfather's soul would not be harmed and his friends' lives would not be harmed.
A few seconds later, a blast of hot air came from behind.
After a while, the burning sensation became stronger and stronger.
Mao Sandao felt that his back was facing the crater, and the magma inside the volcano was surging unbridled.
Then, the volcano erupted, lava enveloped his entire body, and his skin was being eaten away.
Suddenly, he felt a chill coming over him again, and the intense burning sensation just now disappeared.
At this time, Mao Sandao felt like he was standing on a lake that was several feet frozen, with the cold wind blowing against his cheeks, causing pain and bone-piercing pain.
boom!
The lake surface collapsed, and his entire body quickly fell into the Sereng Lake.
It was pitch dark all around, and the strong sense of oppression seemed to threaten to squeeze the whole person out at any time.
At this time, he saw a fire rushing toward him like a fire dragon.
When the fire dragon was less than 10 meters away from him, another blue water dragon rose into the sky from the bottom of the lake and slammed into the fire dragon's body.
Gradually, the water and fire merged together, one blue and one red, and quickly moved towards Mao Sandao after merging into one.
The instinct of survival did not allow Mao Sandao to think too much, and he quickly swam backward. But no matter how much he fluttered his limbs, his body never moved an inch and remained in place.
He looked at the oncoming blue and red, and felt strongly that the message of death was approaching step by step.
Bang!
Mao Sandao's body was struck by a violent force like a landslide, and he immediately flew a hundred meters away...
Before he could stand upright, the two dragons of water and fire sank into his body.
Mao Sandao felt like he was sinking uncontrollably like a boat filled with water. Facing the lake, the scene in front of him became increasingly blurry.
Suddenly, he saw the dark clouds in the sky slowly condense into shape, and finally formed a giant ink-colored hand that broke through the sky and headed towards the lake.
Bang...wow! ! !
Giant hands penetrate the lake.
The next moment, Mao Sandao felt his body being wrapped, and he was slowly rising into the air with a bottom-up pushing feeling on his back.
Mao Sandao closed his eyes tightly and felt the wind whistling by his ears. He didn't know what would be waiting for him next second...
Did you "enjoy" the feeling of weightlessness from top to bottom and then watch helplessly how you were molded into meat?
Or, being sent into the mouths of those mutated giant beasts that only appear in movie plots as a tooth sacrifice?
Mao Sandao was scared, but the only thing he could do now was to wait quietly, waiting to say goodbye to this world for the last time.
But a long time has passed, and Mao Sandao did not wait for the moment he imagined.
He opened his eyes suddenly and found that the big hand had disappeared and his body was suspended in mid-air.
Mao Sandao breathed a sigh of relief, and most of his fear disappeared.
not good!
After relaxing for less than a minute, his body quickly sank towards the lake.
Moreover, the speed is getting faster and faster, and the distance to the lake is now only a short distance away.
It seems that I am really leaving this world today.
Mao Sandao closed his eyes tightly again. He knew that this time there would be a disaster.
But after waiting for a long time, Mao Sandao did not feel the huge pain that he imagined when his body came into contact with the lake surface.
Instead, the body stood safely on the lake.
He opened his eyes hesitantly, only to realize that he was still in the secret room, and what he was stepping on was the solid ground of the secret room.
Could it be that you had a dream just now?
"I have just passed on to you the ability to absorb souls. When you collect souls, you only need to press your hands on their heads." Before Mao Sandao could recover, ethereal voices floated around again.
call!
It turned out to be a transmission ability. Mao Sandao let out a heavy breath and quickly wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.
"Remember, the fact that you became the owner of Jingyuan Bookstore cannot be spread, otherwise it will cause unnecessary trouble."
"What's the trouble?" Mao Sandao asked curiously.
"Unnecessary trouble creates trouble!"
Mao Sandao couldn't help but rolled his eyes: "Fuck! Your answer is just like you didn't answer. If you said it, you didn't say it! I know it, I know it! Hiss..."
The inexplicable tingling sensation in the palm of his left hand made Mao Sandao take a deep breath.
He raised his hand and glanced, only to see that the lifeline in the middle of his palm had turned black.
I pressed it with my right hand, and the pain intensified.
"Don't worry, the owner's mark will disappear tomorrow."
Seeing Mao Sandao's doubts, the man explained slowly.
