Selling Knives on Credit (Thanks to Xuyang Chongfule for the Alliance Leader! 3K, 1/2)
"Breathe..."
In the bedroom, Zhou Yang took off the paper clothes he was wearing.
He was shirtless, and dark ant holes stretched across his skin, almost covering his entire body.
The "nutrients" obtained from eating the dead flowed back and forth in the Ghost Mouth, most of which were restored to his body, while a small portion gathered in his navel and surrounding area.
The navel and surrounding area remain blank.
But Zhou Yang also clearly sensed that a seed had taken root here and was growing rapidly.
A limb that communicates with spirits is about to be born.
Given Zhou Yang's current level of Mindfulness, opening the Ghost Mouth in and around his navel would be no problem for him.
He had been delaying opening the Ghost Mouth in the navel and surrounding area precisely because he wanted to store up nutrients for the ghost's limbs.
Blood-red mist and smoke rolled and floated within the Ghost Mouth body that was Zhou Yang.
Zhou Yang still felt that the nutrients he was currently absorbing from the Ghost Mouth were still a step away from him being able to condense that ghost-god limb.
He looked down at the table in front of him. On the small cabinet at the foot of the bed was a bowl of yellowish-white ointment.
The gaping Ghost Mouth yearned for this bowl of fat.
This is a bowl of rouge that my mother specially left for him after dinner, as if to make up for the great grievance he suffered at my father's place today.
Zhou Yang also happened to need the special ointment from Guan Village to verify one of his ideas.
He suppressed the influence of the Ghost Mouth on himself, shifted his gaze from the bowl of rouge, and instead got out of bed, taking out a thick stack of paper money from the drawer box that had just been placed on the bed.
It weighed approximately six or seven ounces.
"Five taels of paper money should be enough for me to condense the limbs of a ghost or spirit."
Zhou Yang's eyes flickered. He took out a little over an ounce of paper money from the paper money in his hand and put it back into the drawer box.
"Seven ounces should be enough?"
"If that's not enough, just add a little more."
He hesitated for a moment, then took out another ounce of paper money and put it back in the box.
Thus, he had exactly four ounces of paper money left in his hand. Taking these four ounces of paper money, Zhou Yang walked to the corner of the wall and lit the paper money.
The moment the paper money burst into flames, his entire body's Ghost Mouth Da Le, frantically inhaling the wisps of smoke rising from the burning paper money.
The billowing blue smoke drifted into the Ghost Mouth, then transformed into a bloody mist that rolled and floated up!
Wisps of blood energy seemed to be threading through the holes all over Zhou Yang's body, converging from all parts of his body towards his navel—and Zhou Yang's navel and the skin around it trembled violently!
An indescribable itching sensation erupted from his navel!
This itching sensation was even more unbearable than excruciating pain, causing Zhou Yang to constantly reach out and scratch, even if it broke his skin and tore his insides, he was determined to completely eliminate this itch!
"Don't arrest him!"
But at this very moment, Zhou Yang was extremely lucid.
His body instinctively wanted to scratch his navel, while his intellect struggled to suppress this instinct—which made him look extremely strange, sometimes contorted with rage, sometimes as calm as ice.
His limbs were constantly moving, his body contorting as if he were trying to twist himself into a giant twisted rope!
Just as he was suppressing his instincts, the Ghost Mouth around his navel finally opened!
The newly opened Ghost Mouth were not as black as the Ghost Mouth that opened on his skin; they were a blood-red color. Root-like structures swayed out from the newly formed Ghost Mouth.
The tree roots intertwined and entangled.
A chilling, blood-red wind swirled around the tree roots, causing clusters of fleshy buds to sprout from the tangled roots.
The granulation tissue clustered densely, forming a layer of dark yellow skin.
The skin covering the mass of tissue suddenly trembled, causing the mass of tissue to fully unfold and abruptly transform into two arms joined together!
Two arms, completely pressed together and joined, with their thumbs hooked together and the other eight fingers pointing outwards, were poised as if an eagle were taking flight!
"Ghost Ruler!"
The instant the ghostly limbs were completed, Zhou Yang sensed their true name, just as a person is born with hands, feet, eyes, ears, nose, and mouth, and knows how to use these organs—in that very moment, he also understood how to use this "Ghost Ruler."
The shape of the Ghost Ruler has absolutely nothing to do with a ruler.
Zhou Yang was aware of another weapon that had nothing to do with a ruler, yet was named after "ruler"—
This refers to the "iron ruler," a weapon specifically issued to constables in ancient government offices for apprehending criminals.
The iron ruler is effective against all kinds of weapons. After it was introduced to the Japanese islands, it was called "Ten Hands". If we were to name this demonic limb "Ghost Ten Hands", it would be much more descriptive, since the two arms do indeed have ten fingers.
But it's called the "Ghost Ruler".
Currently, one of the major uses of this Ghost Ruler is to subtly dispel the various Ghost Rhyme that are entangled around Zhou Yang.
Furthermore, it has another function --
Zhou Yang a thought, the Ghost Ruler that had grown from his navel suddenly transformed into a stream of blood energy and rushed into the Ghost Mouth surrounding him.
Following the Ghost Mouth on his skin, this blood energy continued to seep into his internal organs.
Two enormous hands then formed over his internal organs, completely covering them!
His breathing suddenly became extremely long, his heartbeat was kept at a minimum level, and his skin was as pale as a corpse—even though Zhou Yang could run and move at this moment, the state he displayed was like that of a dead person!
Another function of the Ghost Ruler is to cover Zhou Yang's internal organs and suppress his vital energy!
My Supernatural Ripple have now evolved into the "Fat Mirror Lamp".
"By using paper clothing, the possibility of me revealing my identity as a living person within the Guan Village has been greatly reduced."
"Wearing paper clothes, under normal circumstances, even the weaker ghosts emanating Ghost Rhyme have little effect on me. Go to Bing search for 'Germany Flags' to see the latest chapter!"
"The function of the Ghost Ruler actually overlaps somewhat with the various methods I currently possess."
"But it is born from my Mindfulness and can grow with me."
"In particular, how effective these ghostly limbs can be, and how many methods they can evolve into, actually depends entirely on my own development of them... Although they are two arms growing together, there are still ten fingers available, so they can still be used to do something, right?"
"It would be even better if it could come upon me along with Karmic Retribution Body."
Zhou Yang pondered this, and with the Ghost Ruler covering his internal organs, he turned back to sit at the foot of the bed and picked up the bowl of ointment from the bedside table.
His brow twitched slightly, his Mindfulness flowing.
A strange energy emanated from between his brows, spreading throughout his entire body in an instant—
A blinding white light burst forth from beneath Zhou Yang's Zhou Yang Ghost Mouth in an instant, transforming him into a human-shaped mirror in a flash!
"The light of the Fat Mirror Lamp originated from the white light that emerged from the sky and earth during the fourth hour of that night when the fire tower was guarded, with its eye-shaped ripples reflecting the heavens and the earth."
"That light can repair the damage to the skin of the Guan Village, and firmly imprison the ghost beneath it, preventing the ghost from leaving at will."
"Even the white paper lanterns carried by the Patrol Team emit a white light that originates from the same source as the white light of the fourth hour of the night! If that's the case, could my 'Fat Mirror Lamp ' mimic the principle of the white paper lanterns and ignite this bowl of ointment in my hand?"
In the soft white light, Zhou Yang lowered his eyes to look at the bowl of yellowish-white ointment in his hand.
He was actually about 80-90% certain about the matter.
Otherwise, he wouldn't have made such a promise to Luan Xiaofeng and You Chuntian so easily.
At this moment, as his gaze solidified into two beams of white light that landed in the bowl of rouge in his hand, Zhou Yang clearly sensed that the bowl of rouge began to ripple with the same ripples as the Fat Mirror Lamp!
A ball of white light emanated from the bowl!
It wasn't as bright as Zhou Yang's human-shaped mirror, but the light itself was no different!
Zhou Yang felt much more at ease!
He picked up a pair of chopsticks from the bedside table and quickly devoured the bowl of glistening grease!
He put down the rough bowl, the white light on his body receding continuously. His thoughts were racing. Suddenly, he stretched out his right hand. The round white light that had emerged from the Ghost Mouth vanished in an instant, and a cashew-shaped object lay in his palm.
How a person appears in a liposome mirror depends entirely on the mirror itself.
"And what form this mirror takes depends entirely on my thoughts." Zhou Yang looked at the miniature stomach in his palm, his gaze shifting.
The more he focused his attention on that stomach, recalling what the strange stomach on Zhou Heigou's belly looked like and what kind of aura it emitted, the more the shrunken stomach in his hand gradually resembled that shape and emitted a similar aura.
"Heigou, how similar does this stomach of yours bear to your strange stomach?"
Zhou Yang murmured to himself.
He had already formed a general idea in his mind about how to kill the Heigou.
Although there are still some hurdles, these hurdles are not insurmountable.
"Could that strange stomach growing on the Heigou's belly be a limb of a ghost or spirit formed from the Heigou's breathing technique?"
If the "stomach" is indeed a ghostly limb of the Heigou, then removing it silently and replacing it with something else would be too difficult, and a second plan would need to be prepared.
"However... Heigou is not a cautious person."
"If he truly possesses a certain breathing technique and has cultivated it to the point where it manifests limbs... he would inevitably have moments when he couldn't resist using this breathing technique to take shortcuts."
"But after observing him for a long time, I couldn't see any trace of him using breathing techniques."
"--This cannot be used to conclude that he has not mastered the breathing technique. I need to consider this carefully and cannot be careless."
"Is the only way to find out the origin of Zhou Heigou's stomach is by Grooming Before the Mirror?"
"If we encounter Luan Xiaofeng and the others tomorrow, we'll ask them if they have any methods for detecting strange abilities attached to others."
Zhou Yang's mind raced as he meticulously prepared for the Heigou's death.
He broke down the process of guiding the Heigou to its death into several steps.
The most crucial step here requires him to first verify the origin of Zhou Heigou's strange stomach.
However, he lacked the means to ascertain the true situation of his enemy.
This is the biggest hurdle he currently faces.
Zhou Yang slowly brought his wandering thoughts back to their source.
He put on the paper clothes, lay on the bed, and released the Ghost Head Averting God, ordering it to patrol around him, sniff out the situation inside and outside the house, and, if necessary, remind himself to wake up from his "sleep".
Having made these arrangements, Zhou Yang turned to the third page of "The Knife Credit Ledger":
You will borrow a knife from "Aji" to break his "dazed and confused, life and death unknown" situation. "Aji will become your Karmic Retribution Body."
Do you offer knives on credit?
"Selling knives on credit."