I don’t know how long it took, but it wasn’t until noon that the meal finally came to an end. At this time, Zhang Fan suddenly suggested that everyone go to the movies and play in an amusement park together.
Fortunately, everyone happened to come out this time, so we came together by the way. Because Mariduo is a red-clothed ghost, Zhang Fan only needs to summon her when playing to minimize the amount of survivor blood consumed.
The day passed quickly. Until dusk in the afternoon, Zhang Fan took all his ghost friends to the photo studio, intending to take a family photo.
Another hour passed. A brand new and bright family photo was taken. Zhang Fan is the only one in the family photo.
Of course, if you look at it with ordinary people's eyes, you will see Zhang Fan alone. In fact, in Zhang Fan's eyes, he and all his fellow ghosts were included in the family portrait.
Everyone's faces were filled with happy smiles. They laughed very much and were very happy. At 20:18 in the evening, Zhang Fan looked at the 754 points he had left. Without any hesitation, he took out 700 points and exchanged them all for money.
10 points can be exchanged for one million yuan, and 700 points can be exchanged for 70 million yuan. Such a large amount of money cannot be earned by ordinary people even if they spend a lifetime or several lifetimes.
Generally, money exchanged through the system appears in the form of bank cards, not cash. Maybe this is also the convenience provided by the Hell Labyrinth to the survivors.
With 10 points, the system will automatically generate a million-dollar bank card if you exchange it for one million yuan.
Seventy million means 70 million-dollar bank cards.
"Qing'er, what do you think... of me?!" On the way back to Maoshan Incense Shop, Zhang Fan gently covered his mouth with his right hand, coughed twice, and asked with a smile.
"If you save my sister, then you will be the best person in the world. If you don't, you will be the biggest villain in the world!" Qing'er snorted and said seriously.
"Haha, do you actually miss me this way? It's really a bit of a moral kidnapping!"
"Let's go back first. We'll talk about this in two days!" Zhang Fan smiled.
"You're a heartless person. I know you're timid and choose to retreat whenever something happens. I really feel unworthy for my sister. Why would he like a man like you!"
"You have the same character as that Chen Chuan. You are dirty, dirty, and obscene! You are a low-level man, a disgusting man, you deserve to die!" Qing'er was so angry that she punched Zhang Fan in the face, making him shake a few times. Next, he covered his face in pain and fell to his knees.
After beating Zhang Fan, Qing'er walked towards the Maoshan Incense Shop with great momentum. Zhang Fan didn't stand up until she left for a long time.
At this time, dark blood was flowing out of his eyes, mouth and nose.
"Wow -" A large mouthful of dark blood spurted out from Zhang Fan's mouth. He curled up in pain and gasped for air.
Passers-by looked at his miserable appearance, and they all avoided him as if they had seen a ghost, thinking that he was trying to trick someone.
"Haha——" Zhang Fan suddenly laughed, but there were tears in his eyes.
Back to morning time...
"Wish Lake, I agree to your request, I promise to sacrifice my emotions and memories like you!"
"But please come back and get it when I die in 12 days! I want to save Zhang Suya!!" On the white floor tiles, the font message of the Wishing Lake appeared: "As you wish! When you die , your emotions and memories will be sacrificed to me!"
"The current deal has been reached. I will send the wishing ghost to accompany you to rescue Bai Chenxi. The wishing ghost can only help you three times. After three times, this transaction will automatically end! It will return." The old font was quickly erased. New fonts resurface.
Immediately afterwards, the water in the basin rolled violently, and pitch-black bubbles appeared one after another. The next moment, a blood-red figure squirmed out of the water and stood up.
This bloody figure gradually became clearer and more solid. Finally it evolved into a man wearing a bloody coat.
The man faced the wall with his back to Zhang Fan, leaving only a silhouette of his back. The man's facial features could not be clearly seen, but in his right hand, he held a red spear that was completely cracked.
This spear has a strange shape. The head of the spear is a simple hatchet that exudes an icy atmosphere, and the tail of the spear is inlaid with a rusty long nail.
Judging from the shape of the long nails, they are almost the same as the coffin nails that Zhang Fan encountered before. As for the gun body, its center is covered with a piece of blackened human skin.
...
"What's wrong with you?" Just as Zhang Fan was curled up and lying on the ground, a light female voice suddenly sounded from a distance.
A cute girl riding a shared bicycle came quickly. After forcibly cheering up, Zhang Fan looked up and his body suddenly froze.
Because the person who came was actually Jiang Xiaohua.
"Stranger, are you okay?" Jiang Xiaohua parked the shared bicycle on the side of the road and trotted forward to help Zhang Fan up.
"Thank you...thank you!" Zhang Fan said his thanks with a wry smile.
"You're so seriously injured, you seem to have been poisoned!" Jiang Xiaohua helped Zhang Fan to the steps on the side of the road, touched his forehead with her hand, and the next second, she suddenly screamed and shouted: "You are not poisonous!!"
"How did you get injured to this extent? Your internal organs are starting to fail. You don't have a few days to live!" Jiang Xiaohua looked at this strange man in front of her, and she looked extremely surprised.
She didn't expect that just after getting off work, she would meet a seriously injured and dying person. This was unlucky.
But we can't leave him alone.
"Let me call an ambulance for you!" Jiang Xiaohua took out her cell phone from her pocket and prepared to call the emergency call.
"No need, I know my own injuries very well, just let me take a breather!" Zhang Fan stopped Jiang Xiaohua and stopped her actions.
His injuries were caused by supernatural beings and could not be cured by human medical equipment. I will only wither and die as time goes by.
"Okay then, why don't I take you home?" Jiang Xiaohua asked with concern.
"Thank you for your kindness. My home is nearby, you don't have to worry about me!" Zhang Fan stood up with Jiang Xiaohua's help.
Seeing that Zhang Fan could move around on his own, Jiang Xiaohua sighed and stopped asking too many questions. The opponent's injuries were too severe and he was already terminally ill, with no cure.
"Then I'm leaving! Take care of yourself!" Jiang Xiaohua waved at Zhang Fan and walked towards the shared bicycle.
Just as she was leaving, Zhang Fan suddenly shouted at her back: "Xiaohua... thank you!! Let's... say goodbye!"
"farewell......"
"Huh?" When Jiang Xiaohua heard Zhang Fan calling her name, she stopped suddenly and stayed there for a long time before slowly turning her head and looking towards Zhang Fan's position.
However, at this moment, there was nothing there, Zhang Fan was no longer around.
"Eh? Is it raining?" At this time, Jiang Xiaohua felt her face was a little damp. She reached out and touched it subconsciously, and found that warm liquid was sliding uncontrollably from the corner of her right eye.
