How Terrible Can Grief Be?

Chapter 42 Bargaining

"Qin Shou, are you crazy?"

The blood mist that had been thrown away re-condensed into an old woman, who was glaring at her with a frightened and angry face, "Revealing secrets related to the spirit body will be directly obliterated by the system! Do you know?"

"Oh, it's over, it's over, I really don't know!"

Qin Shou said angrily, "I'm a newcomer and don't know anything, but you know why you didn't tell me earlier, what should I do?"

"you you"

The old lady was so angry that she rolled her eyes and shed two tears of blood. She said bitterly, "You have caused a big disaster yourself, and you dare to blame this fairy? How brave you are!"

"Fairy, calm down, please be patient!"

Qin Shou said in a trembling voice with a little fear, "We are destined to meet each other, not to mention that we are all going to attend the Wan'an Conference. In other words, we will all be our own people from now on, so please ask the fairy to show you a way out!"

"One of our own?"

The old lady frowned and barely held back her anger, "Humph!

Because you are young and ignorant, I will not care about you for the time being!

You should quickly swallow most of this girl's consciousness and make her become demented and unable to reveal the secret. Maybe you can also save your life! "

"No, no, absolutely not!"

Qin Shou refused without thinking, "Although I am just a weak and weak person now, but I caused her to become dementia for no reason, then don't I have to be responsible for her for the rest of my life?

Fairy, you are well-informed and capable. You must have been a great beauty when you were young.

Can you always do good things to the end and help me find a way to get the best of both worlds? "

"Bah, you flatterer, you guessed it right."

The old lady suddenly laughed, "You just like my method of controlling paper figures. If you want to learn from me, I'll give you my ability to turn them into thin threads!

But I kindly remind you that if this girl keeps her mouth shut, it’s fine. If she really leaks the secret, the system will not bargain with you!

You need to know that if the word sex is a knife on the head, it is impossible to escape under the pomegranate skirt! "

"Thank you fairy for reminding me, I will keep it in mind!"

Qin Shoucheng said sincerely, "Actually, from the moment I saw the paper doll, I have been impressed by the fairy's amazing tricks all the time!

What's more, I have no other choice at this time. I am willing to exchange my only skill with the fairy. Please give me some advice! "

"So, you only know this one skill?"

"Ah? Fairy, you mean the system has a second skill?"

"Haha, I almost forgot that you are not a hidden spirit, so naturally you can't learn the second skill."

The old woman was stunned for a moment, but unfortunately her eyes were blurred by blood and she couldn't tell what she was thinking.

But at this time, Qin Shou was also very depressed!

If he had known this earlier, he should not have hidden that black thread in Wang Shan's consciousness.

"Let's put it this way, the way I control the paper man depends entirely on the blood flowing from my eyes. This is the skill I acquired when I became Cannian!"

The old lady pondered, "I can't teach you how to control the paper man, but I can give you two drops of blood!

As long as you trick that girl into drinking even a drop of blood, I'll make sure she obeys your words from now on, how about that? "

"That's okay too!"

Qin Shou hesitated and said, "But two drops of blood are too little. If you want to give away, just give 100 drops. I also want to control a lot of paper people to help me explore!"

"Haha, 100 drops. Do you think this fairy is the bone marrow that creates blood?"

The old lady looked unhappy and said, "Let me introduce your skills first, and I will give you an answer after thinking about it!"

"Although I only have this skill, it is quite extraordinary!"

Qin Shou's tone suddenly became excited, but when the old lady saw this, she shook her head inconspicuously.

“First of all, I can materialize my consciousness, just like this thin thread, which can freely appear in the outside world!

Secondly, when consciousness becomes a thin line, it moves very fast!

You should have felt it just now, this amazing speed that makes the gods cry!

Thirdly, my thin threads of consciousness can flexibly make winding and binding movements to deal with those residual thoughts with low consciousness intensity. I can tie them accurately without giving them any chance to escape."

"Okay, okay, it's really awesome!"

The old lady impatiently interrupted his impassioned narration, thought for a while and said, "I will give you at most 3 drops of blood in exchange for your skills. This is because we are about to join forces.

This is your chance, do you want to change it? "

"Three drops of blood? We are going to join forces to deal with those 'inspectors' soon. Are you being too stingy?"

Qin Shou was disappointed and said, "At least 30 drops, otherwise there is no need for me to participate in the Wan'an Conference. If I participate, I will die in vain."

Seeing that the old lady suddenly turned solemn and silent, Qin Shou's tone immediately changed and he said: "Forget it, I won't force anyone to do anything, how about 20 drops of blood?

If that doesn't work, what about 15 drops?

Hey, are you too stingy?

Not yet?

Forget it, I won’t argue with you, at least 10 drops!

If I can't even exchange 10 drops of blood for my life, you'd better go find someone else, and I won't accompany you! "

"Okay, 10 drops is 10 drops!"

It can be seen that the old woman is suppressing her anger.

Especially her cold and bloody eyes, which were almost cannibalistic!

"I have only accumulated 30 drops of blood since my abnormal death until now, when my eyes were blinded by crying!"

She was so depressed that she didn't even mention "this fairy", and said in a bitter tone, "I have consumed 12 drops on the paper man, and I just used 4 more drops, and now I only have 14 drops left.

You can tell me how to turn it into a thin line now. I am a man of my word. I will take you to get the 10 drops of blood later!"

"No problem!"

Qin Shou did not doubt him and explained in detail, "First, tear your consciousness into two halves, then twist the two halves into one like twisting a rope, then break it in two halves, and then twist it into one again.

As long as you have the patience and can endure the severe pain of tearing, you will slowly find that your consciousness will become more and more solidified until it becomes a thin line!"

Such a vicious method really made the old lady tremble and speechless.

After a long while, she took a breath and said, "Is the method you said a lie?"

"How can it be a lie? Watch it! "

Qin Shou didn't stop there. He broke the thin thread of consciousness into two pieces in front of the old lady. After a short rest, he condensed the two thin threads into a rope!

"Hiss~, it will be very painful when you practice at the beginning, but you will get numb after practicing more!"

Until this moment, the old lady's doubts disappeared, and she opened her dry mouth and said, "What a terrible practice method! If you can really train your consciousness into a thin thread, I'm afraid you will lose a layer of skin if you don't die!"

"Don't worry, it's not as painful as you think. Don't you think I'm alive and well?"

Qin Shou seized the opportunity to tempt, "Don't say that you can condense your consciousness a hundred times, even if you can only condense it once, it's worth enduring any more suffering!"

"Makes sense!"

The old lady nodded slowly, "Okay, let's wait here for a while, my real body will send 10 drops of blood soon. "

Qin Shou's heart moved, and he slightly distracted himself to check Wang Shan's situation, but he was shocked!

She was tied to a brightly lit metal platform with her mouth blocked by brown paper!

She sobbed and struggled wildly, with tears and snot flowing everywhere!

And the "rich woman" paper man slowly took the paintbrush and held a painting tray to outline her face bit by bit.

Purple with blue, blue with red

This is actually the makeup of the dead!

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