Nether Designer

Name: Nether Designer
Author: Wei Zhu's Wei

by Wei Zhu's Wei

ongoing Suspense Occult Mystery Male Lead

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160Kwords22chapters

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Ch. 22 — 余烬

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About This Novel

It has been raining for three days. The water droplets seeping between the cracks of the tiles in the Taoist temple dug shallow pits on the blue brick floor, and the ticking sound was like some kind of countdown. Sun Zhe knelt on the futon and looked at the increasingly unfamiliar face on the bamboo couch - Master Qingxuzi's originally bloated and greasy cheeks were now as sunken as dried orange peels. Only his small eyes, which were always squinting drunkenly, were unusually clear at this moment. "How long... How long?" Qing Xuzi's voice sounded like it was squeezed out of a broken bellows. "At three o'clock in the morning." Sun Zhe glanced at the old-fashioned clock in the corner. The pendulum swung laboriously in the humid air. He knew that the master was not asking about the time. The old man put on an ugly smile, showing his yellow and black teeth: "If you have time... Go and get... The jar of wine from the backyard." "Master, you can no longer-" "Bring it here!" Qing Xuzi shouted suddenly, then coughed violently, his bony chest rising and falling like a broken drum. Sun Zhe quickly stepped forward and patted his back, leaving only a loose layer of skin wrapped around the bones in his tentacles. After the cough subsided, Qing Xuzi gasped and grabbed Sun Zhe's wrist. That hand used to be able to lift a hundred kilograms of stone locks and painted talismans with one hand, but now it is as withered as a chicken's claw, but its strength is amazing. "Silly boy... I've been drinking for a lifetime, and with this sip before I leave... The Lord of Hell has to give way."