I am cultivating an immortal in the game arena

Chapter 64 Zen Sword Cutting Dreams [Third update, today’s ten thousand words update is achieved]

"Dong Dong Dong Dong!!"

At night, Zhang Jun, who was sleeping in a daze, heard someone knocking on the door.

"Lao Fu, don't bother me!"

Zhang Jun turned sideways.

"Dong dong dong dong!!" The knocking on the door did not stop, but became more and more urgent.

Zhang Jun felt a little annoyed. He was about to walk to the warehouse door with his eyes half open, but his habit still made him couldn't help but ask: "Who is it?"

"It's me."

There was no male or female in the voice, but Zhang Jun felt that it sounded familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had heard it.

He was about to open the door, but when he put his hand on the door, Zhang Jun suddenly realized something was wrong.

In the entire beast control workshop, apart from himself, the only one was Fu Caisheng.

Even if other elders want to enter the beast control workshop, they need their own consent.
Thinking of this, Zhang Jun suddenly woke up from his sleepiness and quickly let go of his hand on the door: "Who are you!"

There was a dead silence outside the door.

Seeing no one responded, Zhang Jun stepped forward and looked out through the crack in the door.

At this moment, it was pitch black outside the Beast Control Studio. Zhang Jun could only see a vague figure standing at the door wearing the clothes of an apartment manager. But when he wanted to see the other person's face clearly, he found that the other person seemed to have no head.

"Dong Dong Dong Dong!!"

Seeing that Zhang Jun did not open the door, the administrator seemed to become impatient, and immediately rushed forward and started smashing the door crazily.

The door banged and creaked, as if it would be smashed open at any moment.

Seeing this, Zhang Jun's face turned ugly. He was about to reach out to grab the storage bag, but he suddenly felt a tightness in his waist. He lowered his head and didn't know when, strands of black hair were wrapped around his waist.

"What is this?"

He reached out and tried to pull off the hair from his waist, but when the hair was pushed aside, a woman's face emerged from it.

This face is very delicate, with slender eyebrows and big eyes. Unfortunately, this face is only half of it, and the other half is more like being burned by flames.

"It's you!!"

Zhang Jun recognized at a glance that this woman was Sister Wang who had escaped from him before.

"Kill! Kill you, kill you!!"

Sister Wang's face was distorted, she let out a harsh scream, and her hair was wrapped around Zhang Jun like a spider web.

Zhang Jun grabbed Sister Wang's hair with both hands and pulled it out hard. Seeing that it couldn't be pulled off, he simply rushed to a pillar nearby, grabbed Sister Wang's head and banged it hard.

"Boom!!"

Zhang Jun hit her head, which was already bloody, so hard that blood flowed out along Sister Wang's forehead, turning the other half of her face red.

But she was still laughing, her facial features twisted together, her laughter getting sharper and shriller, which made Zhang Jun panic in his heart.

At this time, the door was suddenly smashed open with a "bang".

The brainless administrator rushed in with a quick stride, and rushed towards him with his blood-stained hands. Zhang Jun kicked him up. Instead of kicking him away, he was pushed hard and knocked to the ground.

When he wanted to get up, the administrator had already pounced on him and had a hand on his throat. The force was like an iron hoop, making Zhang Jun breathless.

"Hahahaha, strangle him, strangle him!!" Sister Wang's laughter echoed in the ears, and the administrator reached out to take off her head and put it on his broken neck. Sister Wang twisted her neck. .

Then he pointed at half of his bloody face: "This is all your fault, all your fault!!"

As she spoke, a gash began to open in Sister Wang's abdomen.

The two ribs opened to the left and right like wings, revealing an empty abdominal cavity and densely packed inverted teeth.

What makes people's scalp numb is that there is no heart, liver, spleen or lungs in Sister Wang's abdomen, only four heads.

Three men and one woman.

Zhang Jun didn't recognize these four heads, but he found that he had seen the heads of two of the men. They were the administrator of the apartment that day and the guy who robbed his box.

As for the other man and woman, I didn't recognize them, especially since the girl had a very conspicuous red hemorrhoid on her forehead. If she had seen them, she would have been impressed.

Just for a moment, Zhang Jun's face turned red and purple from suppressing the pain. One hand was unconsciously scratching around, and the other hand was touching under the pillow.

He remembered that there was something hidden under his pillow, but he couldn't remember what it was.

Seeing that the gaping hole in Sister Wang's abdomen was getting bigger and bigger, it was gradually swallowing her up.

Suddenly, Zhang Jun felt his fingers touch something.

The cold touch is like a knife.

Immediately, he firmly grasped the handle of the knife, pulled it back, and pulled out a perfect scimitar from under the pillow. The knife was three feet long, the blade was about two fingers wide, the blade was as thin as paper, and the back of the knife was engraved with complex cloud patterns and Inlaid with seven gems, although it is gorgeous and dazzling, the whole knife gives people a heavy and simple feeling.
Zhang Jun didn't have time to appreciate the knife. He waved his arm and struck at Sister Wang's head. As the blade was swung, a dazzling golden light burst out.

The bright light shone on Sister Wang's face, like a basin of hot water splashed on snowflakes. This time she didn't even have time to scream, and it immediately dissipated without a trace.

Meanwhile, in reality.

A bright light shone on the young man's cheek.

"Wang Bin, Wang Bin!! Wake up, wake up!!"

Waves of anxious shouts made Wang Bin gradually wake up. He opened his eyes and saw three people looking at him anxiously.One of them was the young man who snatched Zhang Jun's box in the elevator before.

There was another man and a woman, also wearing the clothes of the apartment manager.

"I……"

Wang Bin opened his mouth and looked around blankly.

"Am I still alive? Where is the flying-headed ghost??"

After hearing Wang Bin's words, the three of them looked at each other strangely. The young man who had snatched Zhang Jun's box said doubtfully:

"Didn't you kill her?? When we came, we saw bursts of dazzling Buddha light around you, and the woman wrapped around you evaporated and disappeared in an instant."

"Buddha's light? Are you sure you read it correctly??"

After receiving confirmation from the three people, Wang Bin was stunned for a few seconds, his head shaking like a rattle:

"I am a Maoshan disciple of the Eight Classics. Even if I have not started, I am still a registered disciple. If you say this, if my master hears it, he will expel me from the master."

"Really, I saw it right. It was golden, as if a knife had been struck from the Buddha's light, but it was too fast, and we couldn't see it clearly."

The girl raised her head and said with certainty.

She had a pretty face, but there was a red hemorrhoid on her forehead, right in the center of her eyebrows. It couldn't be said to be ugly, but it always gave people a weird feeling.

The three of them were very sure that they were not blinded just now.

Now Wang Bin was a little confused, but he was very lucky.

Although I don't know what happened, at least I survived. If I were a step later, my head would be eaten by the flying-headed ghost as a snack.

When the time comes that he has a physical body, the flying-headed ghost will be greatly strengthened, and he doesn't know how much trouble he will cause.

Thinking of this, Wang Bin immediately got up, clasped his hands, and bowed around: "I don't know which Buddhist senior is here. I am grateful to you for your great kindness. This kindness will be used by Wang Bin in the future. Wang Bin will definitely pay back double the amount."

After worshiping for a long time, there was no response. The four of them felt that since the other party refused to show up, he must not be willing to show up easily, so they no longer forced it. They planned to write a report on the matter and send it to the company when they went back to see if there was anything in the company. clue.

The next morning.

Zhang Jun rubbed his head, opened his eyes drowsily, and suddenly felt a severe pain in his head.

He raised his hand and found that he was holding the broken knife.

I shook my neck, and my whole body felt bad. My neck felt stiff and stiff, and the pain was severe, as if I had a stiff neck.

Reminiscing about last night's dream, Zhang Jun curled his lips and felt that he was overthinking it.

Just a dream.

This is a game world, why would Sister Wang appear here?

It’s just this knife…

Zhang Jun looked at the rusty gap on the broken blade and felt that he still couldn't put this thing under his pillow in the future.

If you accidentally prick yourself, tetanus is no joke.

Thinking of this, Zhang Jun casually threw the knife into his storage bag.

I stretched my body and got up in a daze. The quality of my sleep this night was really terrible.

Fortunately, the prompt sounded in time, which made Zhang Jun feel relieved.

[Task: Zen Knife Slaying Dreams (Complete) Obtain the White Bone Observation Idea and Three Wishing Stars]

After hearing the prompt, Zhang Jun's mood immediately improved a lot. Although he had nightmares all night, he finally completed the task.

From now on, it would be better for me to do less of this kind of trivial tasks.

He didn't know what the concept of the White Bones was. Zhang Jun only felt that there was a picture of the White Bones in his mind. He didn't pay attention to it. He estimated that it should be similar to the Five Zang Daqi Jing.

I'll study it carefully when I get back in the evening. I have a lot of things to do today.

Opening the warehouse door, Zhang Jun smelled the smell of instant noodles as soon as he raised his nose. It must be Lao Fu making breakfast.

Sure enough, when he heard the commotion, Fu Caisheng poked his head out of the kitchen: "Master, you're awake. Get ready for breakfast. I specially cooked millet porridge and eggs for you."

As he said this, Fu Caisheng came out carrying bowls and chopsticks.

Zhang Jun was about to reach out to pick it up, but Fu Caisheng suddenly stared: "Master? Your neck..."

"Neck? Oh, I didn't sleep well last night and my neck was stiff."

Zhang Jun said casually.

"But... I don't think you have a stiff neck. Is it like someone pinched you?"

"Ok??"

Hearing Fu Caisheng's words, Zhang Jun's mind flashed with dreams from the night, and his heart couldn't help but thump.

Now he didn't care about eating anymore, and hurriedly walked to the stream and took a closer look through the reflection of the stream.

Zhang Jun's face suddenly became strange, and he saw a black palm mark on his neck that was particularly dazzling...

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