Chapter 234: Final battle (2/2)

”His blood tells me that he is not a living person.”

The blood race's sensitivity to blood is unmatched.

It is precisely because of this that Fan Zhuo finally understood why the ghost hands in the orphanage were going crazy and rushing towards Zhuge.

It turns out that in their eyes, No. 3 is a real big tonic, even more so than the creatures.

Zong Jiu was equally surprised when he heard the news.

But at the beginning of their conversation, the two hadn't even thought of the relationship between Zhuge An and Gui Guzi.

Because Zong Jiu always knew that Zhuge An was always calculating the future, and he didn't know how much vitality he was overdrawn during the period.

The main system can recover injuries, but cannot directly replenish vitality.

Perhaps Zhuge An knew that he was short of time, and he used his mysterious Tai Chi gossip pan to move his body with his hands or feet.

But later, an incident caused Zong Jiu's attention.

About the S-level prop ”Book of the Dead” that Zhuge secretly opened from the S-level blind box.

As we all know, the Book of the Dead can summon the dead.

According to the explanation of the black technology of the main system, human beings have three souls and seven souls, and only a part of them are reincarnated. One soul and one soul will remain in the underworld forever. This is also the basis for the Book of the Dead to summon the dead.

The holder of the book of the dead does not want to summon any undead. The holder can only summon the undead who had a close relationship with him during his lifetime, or the undead who had a strong emotional bond, such as Xu Su and Xu Sen.

That day, after Zong Jiu finished drawing the Tarot cards, he didn't get a clue for a long time, so he just put his hand on the ”Book of the Dead”.

The Book of the Dead shows that there is Guiguzi in the name that can be summoned, but this name is different from the others, it is bleak.

So here comes the problem.

First, Zong Jiu didn't know Guiguzi, and it was impossible to get close to Guiguzi, a survivor who was active ten years ago.

Second, Guiguzi's name is dim. Zong Jiu tried to use the Book of Dead to summon, but he didn't respond.

The successive coincidences reminded him of what Fan Zhuo said.

‘Zhuge An is not a living person. ’

As long as there is a little suspicion and speculation, the next thing will be a matter of course.

”Fantastic reasoning, bold guessing.”

After listening to him, it was rare for Zhuge to raise his hand, and the applause echoed in the empty space.

The corners of his lips that had always been pressed tightly leaked a little smile.

”I have calculated that you know of my body's abnormality, but I didn't expect that I personally delivered the greatest evidence to you.”

you do not say.

The book of the dead was Xu Sen personally given by Zhuge An.

The white-haired young man did not move. He stood there and looked at Zhuge An deeply: ”What do you want to do?”

His tone was not sharp, and even deliberately slowed down a lot, as if after confirming the identity of the other party, his aggressive aura eased.

Because the two people present know that one of them has run out of time.

Zhuge's secret smile narrowed slightly.

He seldom laughs. Even if he laughs, he sneers with mocking or sarcasm. He rarely laughs like this without any meaning and pure from the heart.

”You have counted with Tarot cards, so you should know that this is the only thing I can hide from you.”

Zong Jiu indeed knew.

He has tested the Tarot cards back and forth so many times. With his cautious character, how could he not know?

The prediction is true. Zhuge secretly did not act on the prediction.

He can really predict the future.

Why did he draw the moon card, just because Zhuge secretly concealed that he was Guiguzi.

That's it.

Maybe everyone thinks that Zhuge has bad intentions secretly, and everyone thinks that he is concealing evil intentions, but Zong Jiu definitely won't.

Zhuge didn't care how other people thought of him, and how they suspected him. He only needs to make one person believe in him.

Zong Jiu sighed, ”You have calculated everything from the beginning.”

”You know that this S-level props tarot card can make me believe you. Because people can lie, but special props won't.”

As early as when he was in the psychiatric hospital, Zong Jiu wondered why Zhuge secretly left the tarot card to him.

Perhaps long before that, the other party had started their own layout.

Zhuge was secretly but smiled.

In the next second, his complexion changed slightly, and suddenly he began to cough violently. The thin shoulders shook and shivered, and they made a rotten sound like an old blower.

Drops of blood slid down the violent finger cracks of the blue veins and dripped to the ground.

”My time is running out.”

After a long wait, he carelessly wiped the blood off his lips, ”I hope this time can support me to tell you a story.”