The crooked way can also lead to heaven

On the outskirts of the city, a strong wind suddenly blew, and the coldness made people couldn't help but tighten their collars.

In front of the open space, Ye Ran leaned against the car, smoking a cigarette, and kept looking at the time on his phone.

"Woooooo~"

The surrounding wind blew more violently. Ye Ran raised his head and looked forward. There seemed to be a figure standing in the darkness not far away.

"Finish the typing earlier and get off work earlier. I'm tired after a busy day."

Ye Ran put out the cigarette butt and rubbed his face listlessly.

The blood demon was also roaring and leaning forward at this moment, his terrifying face was really eye-catching.

The bell rang suddenly, and the ancient corpse on the side was suddenly awakened.

"Go, let me see your current strength." Ye Ran patted the ancient corpse on the shoulder.

This thing has never been used since it was refined, and I don’t know what level it is.

The next second, the ancient corpse spit out a cloud of black air from its mouth, stood on tiptoes and floated forward at high speed.

Ye Ran's eyes narrowed slightly. Although he had a rough guess about the strength of the ancient corpse, he was still somewhat disappointed after seeing it with his own eyes.

Normal zombies move by jumping, but ghost-like ones that float can only move when they reach flying freeze.

Unfortunately, the ancient corpse obviously did not reach this level, but was somewhat close.

Judging from the appearance, it should be below the flying stiffness and above the hairy stiffness.

"It took me a lot of energy just to make such a zombie. If I want to make an indestructible bone, there is still a long way to go."

"If we can't find the golden tree, all this will be in vain." Ye Ran couldn't help but sigh.

Looking back to the front, the blood demon was already engaged in a fierce battle with the ancient corpse.

As far as the current situation is concerned, there is no obvious gap between the two.

A mutated zombie, an artificial zombie, such a scene is really not easy to see.

But Ye Ran is very confident in his ancient corpse.

The blood demon's most powerful tool is its poisonous blood. If an ordinary person is accidentally exposed to it, it will turn into pus within ten minutes.

If Ye Ranying hadn't been fast enough at that time, not to mention a small piece of meat, the entire arm would not have been saved.

Unfortunately, the ancient corpse is nourished by blood all year round, and the blood demon's methods have no effect on it.

The situation on the battlefield quickly changed.

The blood demon has lost its previous momentum and can only defend passively.

Under the fierce attack of the ancient corpse, they were almost defeated step by step.

Ye Ran didn't want to continue playing, so he immediately snapped his fingers, and the two ghosts gathered around him.

The blood demon had been almost consumed by that group of people for a long time. He was attracted here purely because he wanted to absorb the ancient corpses to enhance his own strength.

It's a pity that it has no brain but completely ignored this point.

Zombies and souls have been incompatible since ancient times, and they must fight each other when they meet!

Although the current blood demon is extremely angry, there is nothing he can do.

Being surrounded by three guys, even defense became a luxury.

Within a moment, this feared blood demon collapsed completely, without even a chance to stand up.

"It's effortless. I really have to thank those righteous people and the Yin Yang Association."

Ye Ran grinned, and Zhao Kuo was probably dizzy with anger.

He didn't show mercy just because the two knew each other.

Putting aside the grievances of the Yin Yang Association, Zhao Kuo is not a good bird.

The reason why he often helps and even provides very valuable information is all because of profit!

Zhao Kuo saw the situation clearly and knew that he could not confront Ye Ran head-on, so he lowered his stance.

This also reduces many unnecessary troubles for Ye Ran.

After all...smart people live longer.

The battle was coming to an end, and the ancient corpse tore off the blood demon's head in an extremely brutal manner.

The soul in his body jumped out and tried to escape, but was intercepted by the two ghosts, who opened their bloody mouths and devoured it crazily.

Ye Ran lit a cigarette and waited silently. There were many souls in the blood demon's body and it would take some time.

I thought that the matter would end like this, but I never expected that when I turned around, I saw a person wearing pure white ancient clothes and waving a white paper umbrella under the street lamp in the distance.

Because he was too far away, he couldn't see his face clearly, but he could only roughly see that he seemed to be smiling.

Ye Ran frowned tightly. In just a few seconds, countless pictures flashed through his mind, and he murmured: "Are you a scholar or a scholar?"

When he looked up again, there was no one under the streetlight.

It was at this moment that Ye Ran vaguely felt that the instigator of the Zhongshan Lake Park incident seemed to be someone else.

After all, Old Man Scorpio gave him such a bad feeling that he was even worse than playing house.

But it doesn't matter now. My mission is just to get rid of the blood demon. It's better not to get involved in extraneous matters unless I add more money.

After the two ghosts were full, Ye Ran recalled the ancient corpse and prepared to go home.

After everything was taken care of, it was already midnight.

"Master, are you hungry? I'll make you a bowl of egg noodles."

The little beggar yawned sleepily and stood up, folded the blanket and put it aside, and staggered towards the kitchen.

Ye Ran didn't refuse. He felt a little hungry after working for so long.

Taking advantage of this little time, he cut off the incense string at the door.

It's already this point, so no more customers are expected to come.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he stepped into the house with his front feet, someone followed him from behind.

"Excuse me, are you the boss here?"

A very sick man spoke in a low voice. He had no strength to speak and looked like he would not live long.

Ye Ran didn't want to receive customers today, so he refused and said, "Come back tomorrow, our store is closed."

After saying that, he didn't wait for the man to continue speaking, and slammed the door shut.

Ye Ran opened the curtain and looked out. The man was full of death. He was afraid that he would die suddenly within three days. The usual life-extending methods were useless.

"Master, the noodles are ready!"

The voice of the little beggar sounded from behind, pulling Ye Ran back from his thoughts.

"Put it on the table."

Ye Ran responded, and then sat down and started eating noodles.

When he looked up, he saw the shabby little beggar, and took out a stack of banknotes from his pocket and handed it to him.

"Go and change some clothes tomorrow, buy a mobile phone, and keep the rest of the money for yourself. Don't be a primitive man all the time."

The sudden concern caught the little beggar off guard. Looking at the stack of money on the table, his brain fell into a brief blank.

She had been begging for so long, but she had never seen so much money. She was even despised by everyone on the street, and had never received any care.

"Master, I... I am embarrassed to take it."

Coming back to her senses, the little beggar spoke a little stiffly.

After all, she had just arrived here. Although she called him master, she had never really worshipped him.

She had not provided any practical help, and she ate, took, and lived for free. She felt bad.

This was not begging on the street, so it could not be summarized as such.

Ye Ran played with his mobile phone calmly, then raised his eyes and stared at her without saying anything.

The little beggar suddenly felt uncomfortable and lowered his head a little further.

"From now on, I will leave the housework to you. There are still many places to use money. Take it."

Ye Ran turned around and did not deliberately embarrass the little girl, so he gave her a way out.

The matter of the blood demon was over, but the matter of the Yin-Yang Association was not over yet.

It was estimated that Zhao Kuo would come to the door to ask for punishment before tomorrow evening.