Guang Xiu's last words made me feel like I've heard them somewhere before. It seems that many people who are trying to deceive others often use these exact same words.

  That night, Guan Xu left Chongqing and went to Guizhou. It seemed that something had happened there, and this guy was really a ghost catcher.

  Li Mingyao also directly hailed a taxi and returned to Chengdu. When he left, he told me that when I have time, I should go back to Chengdu to play.

  This guy, it seems like Chengdu is his home? He's only been in Chengdu for a few days and he's already acting like the master of the house.

  After those two guys left, it was already 1 o'clock in the morning. I hailed a taxi and went to Mong Kok with a body full of injuries.

  Now everything is ready, when are we going to solve the problem with my right hand?

  I walked to Hong Zhuo's doorstep, knocked on the door, and Hong Zhuo opened it wearing a white pajama. He looked at me dazedly and asked: "Xiao Feng, what's wrong? It's late at night."

  The confidentiality agreement for capturing this zombie is very strict, and Hong Zhuo doesn't even know that I just went to fight with the zombie.

  I looked around and then said, "Go in and talk."

  After I went in and closed the door, I directly took out the zombie's right arm from my backpack and threw it on the ground.

  Hong Zhuoyi's face changed color, and he anxiously rushed to ask me: "Xiaofeng, did you kill someone? Are you bringing me here to destroy the evidence?"

  "Are you still drowsy? Look at the color of the blood on this arm." I said with a smile, pointing to the arm.

  Hong Zhu rubbed his glasses and looked down, a look of joy suddenly appearing on his face: "Zombie blood?"

  "Alright, Brother Hong, hurry up and replace my bones for me." I took out the demon bone and ghostly aura that had been in my backpack all along and placed them next to this arm, then lay down on the bed and shouted at Hong Zhuo.

  Hong Zhuo knew I had been expecting this day for a long time and didn't say much, then pulled out that row of silver needles from under the bed.

  Hong Zhuo took out a silver needle and walked over to me, saying: "Later, I will use the silver needle to seal your medulla oblongata, which will make you dizzy."

  "It's nothing, these professional things were told to me and I don't understand them either, hurry up and get it over with." In my heart, I was also happy, my right hand didn't even dare to be exposed to sunlight, the feeling was too unbearable.

  The evil spirit on my right hand has been entwining me for nearly two years, making me very annoyed. Today I finally solved this problem, how can I not be happy?

  Hong Zhuo looked at me with a happy expression and smiled lightly, saying: "Alright then."

  After finishing speaking, I was made to lie on the bed, and then I felt that the back of my head seemed to be lightly pricked by something, and my head suddenly lost consciousness.

  I slowly opened my eyes and stared at the ceiling, then sat up and looked around. I was in Hong Zhuo's house.

  At this time, my right hand was wrapped in a lot of bandages, and it didn't hurt much, just a slight numbness, and there were bloodstains all over the bed.

  "Older brother Hong, is it over?" I sat up dazedly and asked Hong Zhuo, who was squatting by the bed with his head down doing something: "How long did I pass out for."

  Hong Zhuo raised his head, with a bright smile on his face, pointing to the ground and saying: "You fainted for about two days. Ah, come take a look at what this is."

  He looked over at the place where Hong Zhuo was pointing, and on the ground there was a red washbasin. The basin was half full of water, but to his surprise, the water was pitch black and emitting a faint aura of evil energy.

  "What's this?" I frowned and asked.

  Hong Zhuo picked up a pair of chopsticks from the dinner table and surprisingly picked out two bones.

  These two bones were pitch black, but somehow had a translucent appearance. Hong Zhuo took out the two bones and threw them on the ground, saying: "This is the bone that was in your hand before."

  I turned over and got out of bed, stretching out my right hand to touch the two bones again, but as I approached, I felt a chill run down my spine, like two ice sticks.

  "This is the bone in my hand, I didn't expect it to turn out like this." I said.

  "Keep your right hand still, the bones in your hand have formed a skeleton. I've added zombie blood to your bloodstream, otherwise your blood wouldn't be able to withstand the true demonic energy of the bones. Then I added Ghost Dew to your bloodstream to neutralize the zombie blood and your own blood, preventing them from conflicting with each other. This is the exclusive bone-transplantation technique recorded in the 'Medical' book."

  "Is it that amazing?" I listened and looked at my right hand, which seemed to be no different in appearance, but my right hand actually had a faint red mark, about the size of a coin. The mark looked like a magnificent dragon on the back of my right hand.

  "Hong Ge, what's with this dragon on the back of my right hand? It looks so cool." I asked Hong Zhuo.

  Hong Zhuo pushed his glasses and said calmly, "If I'm not mistaken, the thing on your right hand should be more similar to an earthworm than a dragon. This mark also appeared when you healed from your injuries, I don't understand what it means either."

  "Earthworm......", I was stunned for a moment, then burst out laughing and said: "It's just a dragon, how cool."

  To be honest, it's really like an earthworm, just to comfort myself, I can only imagine it as a dragon in my mind.

  "Now that the bone has just been replaced, I'm not sure if there will be any aftereffects. After all, this method is only in medical books. If anything happens, come back for a follow-up examination." said Hong Zhuo.

  "Follow-up?"

  "Sorry, professional habit," said Hong Zhuo, and then he put the two bones into a quantity bag, saying: "I'll figure out how to deal with these two things later. I'm not too reassured if you handle this kind of evil object."

  I nodded, what's the point of this thing? I didn't want it in the first place. Is there something to do here? Just take a look, or think about the old bones? Or should I put these two bones at home and worship them?

  "It's nothing." I clenched my right fist tightly, feeling powerful and intimidating.

  Then Hong Zhuo Cha examined my arm for a while and finally confirmed that nothing was wrong before letting me leave.

  This medical book is really amazing, I couldn't even find a trace of suture on my right hand. Hong Zhuo told me that the wound was treated with a special medicinal liquid and then closed to heal slowly.

  To think that this "medical" book was written by our ancestors hundreds of years ago, and at that time they were already able to develop a technique for healing wounds without even leaving scars. In comparison, nowadays using needles to sew up wounds like sewing clothes is simply too weak.

  After leaving Hong Zhuo's house, I calculated that I also had seven days without returning to school. Five days were spent preparing at the police station, and two more days were spent at Hong Zhuo's house.

  My phone was also turned off for seven days, I opened my phone and found more than 70 text messages and over a hundred missed calls. Most of the texts were from Zhao Shanyu asking where I went and how I'm doing, and occasionally those two idiots from the dorm would send me a text asking if I was dead or not.

  Most of the unreturned calls were from them, I smiled and looked at the time, it's already 12 o'clock in the afternoon, so I decided to invite them for lunch instead. After all, they care about me so much, I thought as I walked back to my dormitory to call Brother Donkey and the others.

  The moment I pushed open the dormitory door, the whole room fell silent, and I was stunned.