ghost appointment

final chapter

Shan Zuo was twitching, his eyeballs turned white, and his limbs showed strange movements, as if he was in great pain. Li Zhengjun was sleeping beside him, his face pale.

"Ouch." Shan Zuo vomited a mouthful of black blood, he opened his eyes, and his eyes turned all black, and he continued to vomit, as if there was something unclean in his stomach, just as he thought he was going to vomit blood. And when he died from excessive blood loss, he finally stopped the vomiting that tormented him, and Li Zhengjun next to him also woke up, the corner of his mouth was bubbling, and then he also vomited a mouthful of black stuff.Neither are doing well.

To assimilate Shan Zuo would definitely hurt his original soul, and more seriously, he would be wiped out, but Shan Zuo at least has the aura of the king of the underworld. Li Zhengjun dared to bet that he would succeed.Shan Zuo seems to have suffered more than Li Zhengjun, but it is the best ending for both of them to be safe.

Shan Zuo collapsed lying on the edge of the bed, and the quilt on the ground was covered with black and disgusting marks.Li Zhengjun got up with difficulty. He wanted to hold Shan Zuo to take a bath, but he couldn't.Shan Zuo was lying on the side of the bed, and when Li Zhengjun moved him, it felt like thousands of needles were stuck in his body.

He seemed to have just had a fatal sleep.

In desperation, Li Zhengjun had no choice but to call Uncle De to come up. The weather-beaten old man was so frightened that his legs went limp when he saw the scene of the two of them. The ground was full of black things, and Shan Zuo was hanging on the side of the bed.

"Uncle De, please take Shan Zuo to the bathroom and I'll give him a bath, and throw away the quilt, no, burn it. As for the underground things, if Uncle De can explain that they are more ordinary, let other people clean them. If not, I will trouble Uncle De."

"Hey...hey..." Li De was stunned. Seeing the bloody smell filling the room, he thought it was a murder.

After a lot of hard work, he finally got Shan Zuo to the bathroom, and Li Zhengjun seemed to have finally regained some strength after soaking in the bathtub.I have never been so tired, and I have never felt so wanting to die in a war.Looking at Shan Zuo in his arms, he must be more uncomfortable than himself.

He washed off the dirt on Shan Zuo's face, and Shan Zuo struggled slightly, "It hurts." He said.

Li Zhengjun leaned back and let Shan Zuo lean on him, slowly and gently washing away the dirt for him.

"Now, no one will come to take my life anymore." Shan Zuo said, his black eye sockets were printed on the glass on the left, and then the black dissipated, slowly turning into white, brown, and gradually no different from ordinary people.

"You know it all?"

"I heard." Shan Zuo leaned on Li Zhengjun's chest, enjoying the wonderful time of being alive. "Now I'm not only going to live to be 90 years old, but I can also be an old monster like you. Lord Demon."

Shan Zuo kissed Li Zhengjun's cheek, and a dark red blood flowed down his cheek.

"And now I order you to wash me clean, that you made me so dirty."

Li Zhengjun laughed, "Okay, my little devil."