Chapter 424 Blind Carving

Zhou Ze knew how sharp his nails were, and besides, this one-yuan coin wasn't really that hard.

It was easy enough to simply erase the characters; a few quick scratches would do. But to then carve a flower on the coin's surface with his fingernails was quite difficult.

Especially blind.

But generally speaking, people with severe mysophobia also have varying degrees of obsessive-compulsive disorder.

Knowing full well that doing this was pointless, he still couldn't control his hands.

So Boss Zhou was still earnestly blind-carving with his fingernails.

It was just a formality,

But this formality had to be taken seriously.

Putting down his phone,

Zhou Ze looked again at the old man sitting on the sofa.

The old man nodded to Zhou Ze, indicating that he was ready.

Boss Zhou also nodded, his expression somewhat solemn, as if he were making a fateful decision, or like a judge facing the solemnity before a trial.

"Buzz!"

The coin flew from Zhou Ze's hand,

Spinning rapidly in the air.

Boss Zhou didn't reach out to catch it,

Letting the coin fall onto the coffee table.

"Buzz, buzz, buzz!"

The coin spun a few more times on the coffee table before finally coming to rest.

Lao Zhang coughed and took the initiative to check the coin's result.

He bent down,

He lowered his head,

He widened his eyes,

He was stunned...

There were no characters on the coin, but to call what was there a "flower" would be insulting to Picasso.

For a moment,

Principles, integrity, character, personality, and other factors began to collide fiercely in Lao Zhang's mind.

"Don't look, it's a flower."

The old man spoke first.

Lao Zhang was thoughtful, taking two steps back.

Indeed,

The coin toss was just a formality. Neither the old man nor his boss really cared about the outcome.

Zhou Ze smiled, his fingers interlaced, the nails that hadn't been retracted reflecting a chilling light.

"Then... I'm sorry."

Ordinary bandits would block a road with a tree, put their hands on their hips, and shout, "This road is mine. If you want to pass, leave your toll."

Even Boss Zhou himself felt he was going a bit too far. This wasn't just asking for a toll; it was directly turning them into fertilizer.

If it were Zhou Ze from a few years ago, he probably wouldn't have done this. Occasionally, when gazing at the stars, he seemed to be able to touch the moral compass deep within his heart.

But now, Zhou Ze had been through hell twice, seen too much life and death. Although he still insisted on living the kind of "ordinary" life he liked, he was too lazy to care about some of the peripheral things.

The old man shook his head helplessly,

His body,

Starting from the center of his brow,

A crack appeared,

And this crack was getting bigger and bigger.

Like a butcher in the market using a boning knife to smoothly slice off a piece of pork belly.

The black shadow old man walked out of his body, as simply and naturally as if he had just taken off a human-flesh coat.

Zhou Ze also stood up straight.

There was no reason why he could use others as fertilizer but demand they happily shatter and ferment themselves before burying themselves in the fertilization zone.

The old man pointed to the center of his brow,

His voice sounding somewhat滄桑,

Said:

"A long, long time ago, the mark here symbolized glory, supreme glory!"

Boss Zhou nodded, indicating that he was listening attentively.

He could truly understand this sentiment, just like how the gatekeepers like Li Xiucheng worshiped Ying Gou.

Even if Ying Gou didn't pay attention to you when you died, and might even happily run off to prepare to collect the next figure;

Even if you only vaguely sensed Ying Gou's existence in your dreams and had never communicated with each other;

They were still proud, still honored, still felt it was a glory;

Always feeling that they were unique treasures in the world, chosen by the heavens, the number one oddity of all time.

Speaking of which,

What's the difference between仙奴and Ying Gou's figures?

Everyone is actually a dog.

"Born citizens, pioneers for the immortals!"

The old man let out a low roar,

Then a seven-colored light appeared in the center of his brow,

But the old man still endured the pain and launched an attack. The black shadow under him began to expand at a terrifying speed, instantly covering the entire living room.

Seeing this, Lao Zhang subconsciously wanted to retreat, but seeing Zhou Ze standing there without moving, he hesitated for a moment and remained standing next to Zhou Ze.

Abandoning his comrades and fleeing alone in the face of danger was something Lao Zhang couldn't do.

On the other hand, seeing that a fight was about to break out, the old Taoist priest "whooshed" and ran faster than his own monkey, shouting as he ran:

"Boss, I'm going to buy you iced cola!"

Shadows covered the surroundings,

As if draped in a curtain,

The surrounding light and shadows began to twist and fold, and some places even constantly appeared with snow points.

It really gave one the sense of a film projection team in the countryside in the 1990s.

The old man was in pain, but he still persevered. The seven-colored light on his forehead should be a seal that immortals had set on their slaves long ago. This seal was very overbearing. Even though the immortals were long gone, the seal remained forever.

Indeed, one's own family is always the cruelest.

The old woman tied up at Zhou Ze and Lao Zhang's feet kept her eyes closed. Her senses were completely sealed off, and she didn't know what was happening outside.

"From that day on, immortals became taboo;

From that day on, we were reduced to outcasts;

From that day on, dignity was completely lost;

But we have never forgotten the magnificence and beauty of the immortal mountains and clouds of the past..."

Lao Zhang, who was already clenching his left fist and preparing to draw his gun with his right hand, looked at Zhou Ze in confusion and asked:

"Is this a poetry recitation?"

Zhou Ze nodded and said, "Reciting his own background music."

As he said this,

Boss Zhou shook his phone,

And said to the old man:

"How about I choose some background music for you?"

The old man paused his chanting, his lips moved a few times, and he asked somewhat embarrassedly:

"Wouldn't that be too much trouble?"

Zhou Ze shook his head and said, "Poetry recitation competitions need to be paired with good music to stand out."

"Then thank you for your trouble."

"You're welcome."

"Cough cough..."

The old man cleared his throat,

And continued:

"The sea of clouds collapsed, the heavenly gate fractured, immortals became illusions, but we firmly believe that one day..."

"I want to become an immortal, happiness reaches the sky, transforming myths that spread in the wind, sincerely walking through every moment..."

"..." The old man.

Boss Zhou nodded to himself. He had almost forgotten this song, but he happened to run into Lawyer An watching *Journey to the West: The Sequel* when he woke up and went downstairs a while ago.

Honestly, Boss Zhou had watched that TV series before and liked it very much. It pioneered the style of ghost畜.

But in Liu Huan's "affectionate" singing, the atmosphere that the old man had painstakingly created was directly turned into slag.

The old man was furious.

He stopped reciting,

And said directly:

"I am just one of the first仙奴 to awaken. At this time, you dare to go against the heavens. In the future, you will definitely pay the price for what you have done today!"

Boss Zhou nodded. "Thanks for the reminder."

Honestly, the relationship between the two sides was still considered "harmonious," because Zhou Ze knew that unless the old Taoist priest suddenly went crazy again and ran back with another talisman to stick on the old man's forehead,

Otherwise, this old man posed no threat to him at all.

Since he was going to use the other party as fertilizer, he might as well go through a formality with him, so that his conscience could feel a little better. He was still soft-hearted, and always liked to be kind to others.

A colored light appeared in the old man's eyes,

Suddenly,

In the black curtain,

Terrifying scenes of heaven collapsing and earth cracking appeared,

The sea of clouds was burning, the heavenly gate was collapsing, and thousands of rays of light began to dissipate, as if entering the end of the world!

This despair, pushed to the extreme, was enough to instantly shatter a person's spirit.

The old man was smart. He didn't choose to attack directly, because he knew that he had no chance of winning with a pure attack. So he planned to directly use a mental shock to reproduce the terrifying scene of that year!

In that scene, even immortals were wailing in despair. How could ordinary people withstand such a scene?

This was his trump card, a risky move, but also the only opportunity to win a chance of survival!

After all, at their level, they weren't too far apart. How could they not hear what was being said on the phone?

Lao Zhang immediately hugged his head, knelt on the ground, and began to wail, like a timid little sister sitting alone in an empty street in the middle of the night watching a horror movie.

Zhou Ze's body also swayed for a while. This feeling truly surpassed countless streets of 3D, 4D, and 5D.

Collapse,

Collapse,

Collapse!

A smile appeared on the old man's lips,

But soon,

His smile froze.

Not to mention that Zhou Ze was still standing there, swaying, but not falling after all.

Even the middle-aged man who had been scared to the ground at the beginning was slowly getting up again.

What on earth was going on!

Lao Zhang stood up, white light flashing in his eyes, and the majesty of the Dharma Beast began to spread.

Enforcers, protectors of the Dharma, martyrs of the Dharma, single-minded in the Dharma, indestructible!

To try to destroy the Dharma Beast's heart with illusions was truly underestimating the Dharma Beast.

"You... you... who exactly are you!"

The old man asked almost desperately.

And at this moment,

In the picture,

A sword fell,

Instantly splitting the heavenly gate, splitting through the sea of clouds, bringing the most terrifying silence between heaven and earth!

It was this sword that completely severed the era belonging to immortals;

It was this sword that, from then on, left no more immortals in the world!

Faintly,

Zhou Ze heard a sigh coming from his heart,

With a hint of remembrance,

With a faint唏嘘,

With a slight sadness:

"Gong...sun...xuan...yuan..."

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There will be three more updates tonight.