My Past Life Simulator Chapter 207

  How to say, the current He Zhao looks like a pervert.

   When a normal person encounters a deceitful corpse, he is afraid that he will roll and crawl for his life. However, he had a look of great interest, and wished he could help each other, so that he would not shake like a Parkinson's.

  In the beginning, where did the dexterity that skillfully open the door of the lounge go?

   The hanged man standing on the simple wooden bed, his nose twitched, as if he could smell something.

   Yo!

   He became more and more curious, the other party's body structure, could it be that the olfactory organs still work well.

   The corpse sniffed its nose, bent down a little bit, opened his eyes, but didn't see the big living person close at hand.

   Seeing this, a certain ruthless man smiled and closed the buff whose presence disappeared.

  The unknown deceased stared at the person who appeared suddenly, so frightened that his whole body was shaking, his feet were unstable, and he fell back.

"boom!"

   The sound of heavy objects falling to the ground sounded. If you were a human being, you would have to fall and scream.

   But, it is not human.

   "Giggle. Gluck"

   The hanged man rolled over and climbed up from the ground, looking at the living person who was only separated by a bed, his eyes quickly filled with blood. Greed was revealed in his pupils, as if he had seen delicious food.

   "Cannibals, or like to eat flesh?"

The voice of    fell, and it rushed over.

  The movements are vigorous and explosive, and there is no previous delay. The one-meter-high morgue easily jumped over, from top to bottom, stretched out his hands and pinched it at his neck.

"boom!"

   He Zhao raised his foot and kicked, hitting the dead man's chest.

   Under the talent [Dark Moon Messenger+], the strength attribute value after nightfall is 32 points, a full 3,200 jins of strength.

   Not to mention a corpse that has just died, even a big brown bear can still be kicked to the ground.

   "Boom—"

   The body of about 100 jins, no matter where it can stop the divine power, it flew out with a bang and slammed into the wall of the morgue. One after another cracks like cobwebs spread in all directions.

  If you have a little more strength, it will not be a problem to kick it with one foot.

   "The body is as hard as iron."

   He continued to analyze the physical characteristics of the deceased.

   "I don't know if you can still move freely if you break your bones."

   As a medical university graduate, it is reasonable to be interested in a corpse that has been deceived after death.

   "Giggle."

   It seemed that he had been hit hard. The corpse shivered in fright in the face of the human who was slowly walking towards it, and once shrank to the corner of the wall. And, shouting with an open voice, motioning not to come over.

   "Do you have a certain amount of wisdom? Know how to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages!"

   He thought of the corpse monsters he had met in the ruined temple in memory of the cheap master Zhang Daoling.

   Those guys drank, ate meat and roasted fire. Their behavior was no different from ordinary people. They even persuaded the land to cooperate with them and deceive people to go up the mountain.

   "If it restores its memory before death, wouldn't it be no different from a human being?"

  Thinking about it, if there are a lot of corpse-like things inside the Golden City, that's bad. Wait a minute, it's not him who should be worried, but those officials and gentlemen who are drunk and dreaming.

   "Giggle!"

  It was probably in a hurry, and the dead corpses shrank in the corner.

   Of course, the middle road collapsed in the middle of starting a business.

   The surnamed He raised his right foot, followed its head, and stepped down without reservation.

   "Crack!"

   The cracking of the skull sounded, and then the brain overflowed.

   "Put--"

  The corpse fell to the ground, his limbs twitching from time to time.

   The calf is finished, and the strength is getting bigger.

  Don't say that a corpse, even if it is a steel plate, can leave footprints of an inch, let alone a skull.

"Ugh!"

   He sighed and planned to study it.

   stretched out a hook with his right foot and immediately lifted the corpse from the ground, with his left arm spread out and tucked under his armpit.

   Return to the original position in three or two steps, place it on the simple wooden bed, and cover it again with the white cloth.

   When I wait for tomorrow, I ask three questions, I don't know, anyway, I don't have monitoring, so I say what I mean.

   It can't be a young boy like me who is helpless!

   The only problem is that the team leader is not easy to pass, and may use the excuse to peel off the black skin on his body.

  According to the rules of arresting the house, the person who takes the place of the father by the son needs to give the captain's salary for the first half of the year, which is an unspoken rule that everyone defaults to.

  The Daqing Kingdom implements a weekly salary, which is paid every seven days or every fourteen days. If it is changed to a monthly salary, there will always be people who will be poor as pants after half a month.

   When the first few times the money was issued, the team leader reached out and asked for money. In the past life, I was more stubborn, and I stubbornly said a few words, why should I give you money because of the lack of my father?

   So, the two sides forged a beam.

   If it wasn't for Pharaoh standing in the middle, the original body would have been tossed to pieces by the captain.

  Don't underestimate the middle-aged Wang Xu, who has been in the industry for more than 30 years, has changed several officers, and has a wide network of contacts.

   The chief and the team leader usually have to give some thin noodles, not to mention a team leader.

   As long as you don't make mistakes of principle, there's really nothing you can do about him.

   But looking at the cracked walls and the corpse with its brains out of its head, I'm afraid I'll have to find another way out.

   With other people, things can be big or small, and no one will care.

  But, who told him to have a grudge against his immediate boss? Gu Li

   Of course, He Zhao didn't care about a profession nicknamed Stinky Foot Patrol.

   The big deal is to rob the rich and help the poor, rob the rich of the officials and the gentlemen, and help the poor.

   left the mortuary indifferently, and with a bang, he seemed to have kicked something under his feet.

   was startled, and subconsciously bent over to look, but stopped abruptly.

   But, as if thinking of something, he rolled his eyes a few times, and looked over calmly.

  I saw Xiao Zuzuo, lying on the ground with a pale face, tried his breath, and the person died.

   So brave!

   Get up, look up.

   The whole person volleyed with both feet and was suspended in mid-air, the familiar feeling of suffocation hit the brain. The touch on the neck is still rough hemp rope.

   He grabbed the rope with both hands, and the blue veins in his arms burst out, causing the body hanging in the air to jump up a section. Efforts are made, and human beings encounter the struggles of being hoisted.

  's ruddy complexion gradually became as pale as Xiao Zuzuo's.

   After a while, the vital signs disappeared.

   "Puff!"

   The corpse fell to the ground and was lifeless.

  【Talent - A life is activated, you save a death. 】

   Even though he closed his eyes tightly, it didn't hinder him. A message popped up in the upper left corner of his sight.

  'Fortunately, in the afternoon, the water and rice did not enter. After several trips to the toilet, the waste in the body was completely drained. Otherwise, I'm afraid I'm going to make a fool of myself tonight. '

   "Tread. Tread"

   At the corner of the corridor, footsteps could be heard.

   "Hehe, I didn't expect Lao He's son to be a trainee. Although Zhang San is a corpse demon who has just transformed, he may be beaten to death with fists and feet. It should not be underestimated. Fortunately, my skills are superior."

   A familiar voice sounded, commenting on his corpse.

  'Squad leader? ! '

  The person who came was none other than the captain who formed a beam with him.

   This person's parents were engaged in paper tying, and he was given the nickname Za Cai Li.

  Qingguo people believe that when people enter the underworld after death, the burial objects can be used by the deceased in the underworld, so there are color-painting craftsmen.

   Bamboo stalks, reeds, and sorghum stalks are pasted with colored paper and decorated with paper-cuts. Paper products such as paper people, paper horses, cash cows, gold and silver mountains, arches, gatehouses, houses, poultry, etc. are produced.

  The world thinks that the money of women and children is easy to make, but they don't know that the money of dead people is more profitable.

  A family member has passed away, are you embarrassed to care about money?

  The poor have nothing to pay attention to. People can't eat enough, let alone dead people. But the rich not only have pomp before life, but even more pomp after death.

   Inviting guests to dinner and listening to a play does not need to be discussed. The paper figures, paper horses, gold and silver mountains, etc. mentioned above are indispensable.

  Zha Cai Li has dealt with dead people and things all his life and earned a lot of money, but he can't get rid of the next nine fashions.

   So, he stuffed some money into the chief of the arresting house and sent his son directly to serve as the squad leader.

  Although he is still a low-ranking person, he has some power in his hands, and he is not easily bullied by others.

  'So, in the last simulation scene, the rough shredded paper blown by the wind was actually used by the color tie maker to paste the paper people? '

   Just as Ruthless Renzhao was gradually figuring out the cause and effect, Captain Li lifted his foot and kicked his leg.

   "You're a scumbag, don't urinate to see what you are, talk to Lao Tzu, and eat your brains out today."

  'The surnamed Li is not human! '

   It's not that he is scolding people, it's not a person in the literal sense, who is a normal person who eats brains!

   Unless, there is a problem.

"After killing two people, only a little blood was stained. If you want the whole hemp rope to be dyed red, at least 100 people must be hanged. Really, I am obviously the captain of the patrol team, but let me do the killing work, I catch myself?"

   Captain Li muttered, reached out to grab He Zhao's ankle, and dragged him into the morgue.

   Immediately afterwards, there was a sound of iron clattering.

   Closed eyes, opened a little, a room where you can't see five fingers, even if you can see at night. If you don't pay attention, you can't really see that he is peeking.

   I saw Captain Li holding a spoon in his left hand and a chisel in his right hand, with a paper figure floating behind his back, holding a hemp rope stained with blood.

  Good guy, as expected of a Zhizha family, he brought his family along when he came out to kill.

   "Just use it!"

   Okay, this is going to give him a craniotomy!

   He Zhao quietly raised his arm, the energy in his body circulated, and he released it at the target.

   "Boom—"

   In the dark room, a thunderbolt suddenly appeared and slammed into Captain Li's chest.

"boom!"

   The opponent's chest burst, and a burning smell came out.

"you"

   "Boom—"

   Another thunderbolt descended, smashing the paper figurine floating in the air.

   "His!!"

  The paper figure cracked, the shredded paper flew, and the hemp rope in his hand fell.

  Small supernatural powers - Thunder Command: Drive thunder and use electricity, pray for rain and pray for sunshine, cure evil spirits and subdue demons, swarm locusts, and refine ghosts.

   With one arm, he rolled over from the wooden bed, and like a cheetah, reached out and picked up the murder weapon.

   Talent [Spiritual Messenger], activate!

  【The Rope of the Hanged Man: After injecting spiritual power (Qi), when the target in the line of sight looks up and jumps up, it can be activated directly to hang it in the air.

(Note: This is a grievance tool, it needs to hang a sufficient number of people to evolve into a sacrifice tool. The user will suffer the same pain as the target, but will not die. The more times you use it every day, the pain will be multiplied. increment.)]

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