The Trick of Longevity, Paper-cutting Becomes a Spirit

Chapter 99

Tofu Xishi Wang Erjie.

It sells tofu at the Wangjiaying market all the year round.

Secretly, he likes to eat human flesh and blood.

Raising insects requires blood, and human flesh and blood are naturally the best choice.

With her methods, why did she stay in such a small place as Wangjiaying?
Perhaps, she thought the same as Lu Qian.

A remote place like Wangjiaying is like a closed kingdom.

Even if something happens, it will not attract the attention of the government and various forces.

A small world of freedom.

After figuring out the cause and effect, Lu Qian couldn't help thinking to himself: "It seems that she was very frank in today's conversation."

And frankly, there is a reason.

Lu Qian looked at Wang Zirong, and after listening to what she said, he couldn't help laughing, "Second sister praises me so much, which makes me a little embarrassed. Could it be that second sister has something to do and needs my younger brother?"

Wang Zirong's eyes lit up when she heard this, and she said, "Little Brother Lu is still transparent."

Hearing Wang Zirong's affirmative answer, Lu Qian was not surprised.

Courtesy to people, there must be something to ask for.

This point, since the last time they met at the Wangjiaying market, Lu Qian had already felt it.

Lu Qian stretched out his hand to Wang Zirong, and said, "Second Sister can speak up if you have any orders."

Wang Zirong smiled and said: "Then the second sister will not be polite."

Lu Qian said: "Please tell me."

Wang Zirong paused, and asked first: "Do you still remember what I asked you when we met last time?"

The last time Lu Qian saw Wang Zirong was at the Wangjiaying Market.At that time, the two had an unusual conversation.

Wang Zirong asked Lu Qian: "If one day, we all die. What are you going to do?"

At that time, Lu Qian felt a little baffled by her abrupt question, and didn't understand what she meant.

At this moment, Wang Zirong brought up the old matter again, and Lu Qian suddenly felt that he understood.

Last time, Lu Qian didn't give her a positive answer to this question.

But this time, the situation is different.

Lu Qian nodded and said, "Second sister is so young, why would she ask such a question?"

Wang Zirong said: "In today's world, young people die more often, don't they?"

It seems that she took the initiative to talk about this topic, not aimlessly.

Could it be...

Lu Qian suddenly thought, could it be that the insect control technique practiced by Wang Zirong, like his paper-cut technique, also consumes life energy?

Why do you have to die to practice these weird spells?
Without waiting for him to answer, Wang Zirong wanted to continue asking the next question:
"You said what happens to people after they die?"

Lu Qian said without hesitation: "It's just a ghost with no roots and no owner."

Wang Zirong nodded, and said with a serious face: "You are right, ghosts without roots and owners, have no memory and no consciousness. Either they are raised in captivity and treated as livestock; or they wander around and become wild ghosts; or... ...inexplicably perished.

If the soul is also dead, it's nothing.However, if it is the first two, when we wake up again, how should we face our situation and the things we have done? "

Lu Qian can increase his lifespan, so he didn't give special consideration to things after death.

At this moment, when he heard Wang Zirong's words, he couldn't help frowning, and said in his heart: "Yes. In this world, death doesn't mean peace."

Even, for most people, life after death seems to be more terrifying than life.

Lu Qian just got a copy of "Atlas of Creation" from Zhu Shiheng.

The content described in the "Atlas of Creation" requires the use of ghosts for every single piece.

Where did these ghosts come from?

It's not that people become after death.

If these ghosts are not conscious, so be it.

If consciousness is regained...

Moreover, what is mentioned in the "Atlas of Creation" is just the tip of the iceberg.

It is hard to predict how more people will treat those ghosts who have no masters.

Thinking of this, Lu Qian couldn't help but feel shuddering.

People are afraid of ghosts, so how come ghosts are not afraid of people?

Rather than living such a life after death, it would be better to just disappear.

Speaking of this, Wang Zirong suddenly sighed quietly, and said: "People have to suffer all kinds of hardships and sufferings when they are alive. Why is there no peace when they are dead?"

After saying a word, Wang Zirong suddenly turned her head, looked at Lu Qian, and said, "I don't want to die, and I don't want to have to go through this kind of suffering again after I die."

At this time, Lu Qian had fully understood. He looked at Wang Zirong and said, "You want to..."

Wang Zirong looked at Lu Qian with a pair of big, melancholy eyes, and said, "After I die, let me be your paper bride just like her?"

Lu Qian said: "Do you know what a paper bride looks like? You..."

Wang Zirong shook her head, interrupted Lu Qian, and said, "I don't know, and I don't need to know. All I know is that it's better to be your paper bride than to be a lonely ghost with no roots and no family." After death, he was raped and humiliated at will."

……

What she said made sense.

For a while, Lu Qian couldn't even think of a rebuttal.

What's more, why did he refute?

After Wang Zirong finished speaking, a charming smile appeared on her face, and she said to Lu Qian:

"You don't want to want me as a bride, do you?"

Lu Qian glanced at her and said, "What if I don't want to?"

Wang Zirong was taken aback for a moment, and said, "You...you don't even want a bride you picked up for nothing?"

Lu Qian nodded and said, "I can pick up many brides for nothing, why must I pick you?"

Wang Zirong: "..."

Her complexion became a little ugly.

She seemed to think of something suddenly, looked at Lu Qian with some anxiety, and said, "Do you... dislike me?"

Wang Zirong's complexion tightened, and she explained: "I'm not what you think, let alone a prostitute. Actually, I don't even have a man..."

In the middle of speaking, Wang Zirong suddenly raised her eyelids and stared at Lu Qian.

She seemed to turn around suddenly, and said, "You're deliberately playing tricks on me, aren't you?"

A smile involuntarily overflowed from the corner of Lu Qian's mouth, and he quickly tensed up, saying: "Well, since you are so sincere in recommending yourself as a pillow, I don't mind charging you one more."

Wang Zirong: "..."

Lu Qian slanted his face to her, squinted his eyes, glanced at her, and said, "However, I need to see your ghost before I can accept you. How can I know when and where you died? It's not what I want." I have been following you, waiting to collect your body, right?"

After hearing this, Wang Zirong reached into her arms, took out a ball, and handed it to Lu Qian.

It was an amber ball, not big, just enough for Lu Qian's palm to hold.

Wang Zirong said: "This living soul bead has been soaked with my blood. After I die, my ghost will automatically find it and enter this living soul bead. At that time, you will sense it, and then you You only need to simply cast a spell, call my name, and you can call out my ghost..."

Having said that, Wang Zirong paused, raised her eyes to look at Lu Qian, and said quietly, "At that time, it's up to you to do what you want."

Lu Qian stared at the living soul orb in his hand, put it to his mouth and sniffed it gently.

Seeing this, Wang Zirong was unambiguous, and directly took out a small knife, cut open her wrist, and then stretched out her hand to put it in front of Lu Qian's eyes.

Immediately, bright red blood flowed out from the pure white wrist.

Lu Qian picked up her wrist, put it to his nose and sniffed it, then let go of her hand and said, "Look at you, you don't need to bleed so much..."

After finishing speaking, he put the living soul orb into his arms, and said: "You came here by yourself, when the time comes...don't blame me."

Wang Zirong withdrew her wrist, put it to her mouth and licked it, and looked at Lu Qian resentfully.

(End of this chapter)