I’m already dead. I’m poor because there’s no one to burn paper?
7 I’m a Guan Yu with a strange tattoo of a heavenly dragon on my back and chest?

I’ve never

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There were Taoism, Buddhism, and foreign religions.

The books that Zhao Maimai read out were all scriptures that were said to be able to deal with strange things.

She piled all the scriptures and paper money together and lit them in front of Yang Shou's tombstone.

"I don't know what's useful, but I'll burn more scriptures for you.”

"Hehe, I'm really smart. Your lower body is all strange. Burning this is better than burning martial arts.”

"If anyone bullies you, Brother Yang, use these scriptures to deal with them!”

"I…"

Zhao Maimai looked very proud, as if she was really a little genius.

However, Yang Shou couldn't hear what she said after that.

This time, Yang Shou was really scared awake.

"This wretched girl!"

The bedroom was still dark.

Yang Shou sat up straight, feeling a chill in his heart.

If everything that was burned to him could become real, then these scriptures could also become real.

Zhao Maimai's intentions were good, but she only remembered that these things could fight other monsters, but she forgot that Yang Shou was also a dead person.

In other words, if these scriptures came true, the first target to be hurt would probably be Yang Shou himself!

Sure enough, Yang Shou could faintly hear the Mighty Heavenly Dragon ringing in his ears, and his body quickly became scorching hot.

Especially his back, which felt like it was burning.

"Reba, turn on the lights."

"Yang Mi, look at my back!”

She lay down in a panic, her mind filled with all sorts of thoughts.

He was already thinking.

When a person died, it would become strange.

Then what would happen after the strangeness died?

The strangest of the strangest?

However, it didn't seem important.

With so many scriptures coming true, if both the foreign and domestic forces worked together, they would definitely turn into ashes.

He didn't even need to prepare an urn.

Brother Yang, it's a dragon!"

Yang Mi leaned on Yang Shou's back and observed him closely.

A golden divine dragon slowly appeared on the surface of his skin.

She tried to touch it. Before her fingers could get close, the divine dragon seemed to have come alive. It bared its fangs and brandished its claws, roaring suddenly.

His voice was like thunder, sacred and majestic.

In this quiet night, it resounded throughout the entire Pingan District.

Yang Mi and Reba, who were nearby, seemed to have met their natural enemies and fainted without a word.

The neighborhood, which was originally filled with trivial noises, fell into a dead silence.

The residents who had fallen asleep suddenly opened their eyes.

The residents who were chatting fell silent.

Their necks were twisting bit by bit, and their eyes were deep as they slowly looked at the place where the dragon's roar came from.

They were separated by the dark windows and even the cold cement walls.

From all directions in the neighborhood, they cast cold and prying gazes.

However, when they noticed that it was Yang Shou's house, these gazes instantly disappeared. The residents turned their necks back and returned to normal.

It was as if nothing had happened.

"This…"

On the bed.

The expected pain did not come.

After the initial heat, his entire body felt warm and comfortable.

Yang Shou's eyes widened as he tried to comprehend what had just appeared in his mind.

Great Mighty Heavenly Dragon, Great Luo Curse.

Taishang Curse Talisman Technique.

The Diamond Sutra's method of enlightenment.

……

The illusory things in the scriptures revealed true mysteries in his mind and vaguely transformed his body.

These scriptures were useless to him, but he could use them instead.

For example, the golden heavenly dragon on his back.

"It's a little outrageous."

"I'm a weirdo with a dragon tattoo on my back. I'll tattoo a Guan Gong on my chest another day. I don't think I need to do anything. Just my appearance alone will scare a bunch of weirdos to death.”

"The Bible doesn't seem to be of any use. It seems that the foreign gods can't control the strangeness of the Fire Dragon Kingdom.”

Su Chen muttered to himself as he had a new understanding of his identity.

He didn't seem to be an ordinary weirdo.

He wondered if he would have a chance to return to the real world when the strange thing descended on the blue planet.

……

Beep.

The sound of a text message rang out.

Reba's head was dizzy. She woke up from her sleep and fumbled for her phone.

The black background of the phone was filled with twisted blood-red words.

It was a mobile phone.

I don't know if I should congratulate you or pity you

He has taken the first step to return

Soon, you will meet your true Lord of Souls.

But before that, at this moment, you have one more thing to do.

As a beautiful woman and a beautiful celebrity, are you ready to face the cruel reality in this chaotic era?

Shh, don't make a sound, someone is coming

He seems to like you very much, like you to death

He's the Prophecy Host now, he finally has the chance to express his love for you

He couldn't hold it in anymore

He entered the neighborhood.

He's on the first floor

He's on the third floor

He's on the fifth floor

Ah, he's on your floor

The strange words twisted and squirmed like blood-red worms.

Reba covered her mouth tightly to stop herself from screaming.

Trembling, she wanted to call the police.

The phone did not disappear for a long time and occupied the phone interface.

"You…go away!"

Reba's face was pale. Even she didn't know if she was talking to the phone or to an unknown strange thing.

Silence.

Suppressing.

The familiar home seemed to have become unfamiliar.

She mustered up her courage and held her phone in one hand and a bottle of pepper spray in the other. She stared at the door and retreated step by step.

The notification on the phone revealed a terrifying fact.

Something had already reached her floor and could enter the room at any time.

Prophecy sender…

Reba's heart sank as she muttered this word.

She had been dreaming about a master called Yang Shou these days, and it seemed to be related to the strange.

However, she was not the real mastermind.

At the very least, the phone monster had told her that she was just a servant of a certain existence.

No matter what, only the uncanny could fight against the uncanny, and she did not have the power of the uncanny!

"I can only wait for death…"

"If I die, will I see Yang Shou?"

Inexplicably, Reba's heart calmed down when she thought of this.

She was already prepared.

If the deviant who broke into her house was too terrifying and could not be resisted.

She would jump out of the window behind her. At least, she could keep her innocence.

However…

Beep.

The phone rang again.

From the corner of his eye, the scarlet handwriting seemed to be laughing silently.

I forgot to tell you

He's on your floor

But he didn't take the stairs, nor the elevator

Guess where he came from?

Creak, creak, creak.

It sounded like the claws of an animal rubbing against glass.

Behind him, the window that was close to him was pushed open by something.

Reba trembled as she turned around and met a pair of eyes.

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