On this day, Zhao Qing spent most of his day in the hospital. After collecting seven souls, he took the bus for two hours. It was already evening when he got home.

After staying in the city hospital for a day, in addition to collecting seven souls, he also knew that as long as someone dies within ten meters around him, the Demon Ring can automatically collect souls. This has nothing to do with Zhao Qing, and is the automatic function of the Demon Ring.

Zhao Qing knew nothing about the demon ring in his hand. He had a good harvest today, so he was in a good mood.

However, when he returned home, he suddenly felt that the atmosphere at home was very strange.

"Zhao Qing is back? What are you doing today?" Zhao Tianyang stared at Zhao Qing fiercely with a look of regret.

As for Zhao Qing's mother, Li Lan, stood behind, sighing repeatedly, as if she was extremely disappointed with Zhao Qing.

Seeing the two olds in this way, Zhao Qing also felt that he had done something unforgivable. In his memory, the two olds had never given him a look.

"What happened?" Zhao Qing took a secret breath and asked carefully.

"Hmph!" Hearing this, Zhao Tianyang snorted heavily.

"Today! Li Jun has been here! He said something about you... Alas!" After hesitating for a moment, the old mother Li Lan said something, but this sentence only said the first half of the sentence, and the second half seemed to be something unspeakable. Finally, she sighed instead.

"Li Jun?" Hearing this, Zhao Qing made a thunderous heart, thinking that the call in the morning had offended him. It was probably Li Jun who fabricated something and cheated him. He was indeed a stingy guy.

Seeing Zhao Qing's guilty appearance, my son Zhao Tianyang snorted coldly again, and even more hated Zhao Qing. In the end, it was his mother Li Lan who rescued the situation.

"Let's eat! Let's eat! I won't talk about this."

This is a meal that is difficult and easy to choke, because although the food is set up, neither of the two old men has moved their bowls and chopsticks. It seems that they are full of anger and cannot eat. Only Zhao Qing carefully ate a bowl, and put down the porcelain bowl before he is full, and said, "I'm full."

In fact, Zhao Qing wanted to explain, but both of them looked at him with a grudge and didn't say what was going on. Naturally, he didn't know how to explain, so he had to go back to his room in the end.

"This bastard Li Jun!" When he returned to the room and closed the door, Zhao Qing called Li Jun several times in a row, wanting to ask what had happened, but he refused to answer, which made Zhao Qing secretly hate him.

Finally, Zhao Qing had to temporarily put this matter aside and began to study the mystery of the demon tribute. With a slight movement of his mind, he appeared in that mysterious space again and saw the mysterious altar.

However, what surprised him was that after observing in the altar for a long time, he did not see the seven souls he had harvested today. The seven souls seemed to have disappeared.

"What's going on? Where is my collected soul?" Zhao Qing said.

"The extremely weak soul, a small existence like a dusty dust, has no value, and even the weakest ghost will not covet it, so the extremely small soul is lucky to be able to return to heaven and earth!" At this time, a voice without any emotion appeared in Zhao Qing's mind.

"What kind of soul can meet the requirements of memorial service?" Zhao Qing immediately frowned deeply after getting such a result.

Today in the city hospital, most of the souls he collected were from normal people. One of them was a special police officer and another drug lord. The special police officer was killed by a drug lord with bare hands. As for the drug lord, it was obvious that he had martial arts skills, but he died because he was shot multiple times and eventually lost too much blood.

Not to mention the special police, just talking about the drug lord. For ordinary people, that kind of person is an extremely powerful and dangerous person, and even the soul of such a person cannot meet the requirements.

Looking at the black flames in the center of the altar, Zhao Qing felt a sense of powerlessness. He originally wanted to exit this space directly, but remembered that he had collected souls after all, and if a soul entered this space, the black flame might undergo some changes.

With this uneasy mood, Zhao Qing's mind once again contacted the black flame. This time! The sound without any emotion did not sound, and he asked whether he would pay tribute to his soul.

However, unlike last time, the black flames did have a slight change. At this time, an interface appeared in Zhao Qing's mind. The interface was empty, and on the upper left, the only thing that existed was a lifelike stone pattern.

This is a pattern of a strange insect. When Zhao Qing was watching, the voice without any emotion was remembered again.

"The snail black crystal insect has delicate and beautiful flesh, and is a devil's delicacy."

"The flesh and blood power of the snail black crystal worm sublimates the host's life at the cost of depriving the 40-year life."

"A snail black crystal worm requires a white soul for the first commemoration. After that, the multiple will increase in each commemoration."

The black flames indeed changed. This sound made Zhao Qing vaguely realize that the white soul should reach the lowest level of the memorial requirements. After the white soul, there should be a higher existence. However, now he doesn't even know that the white soul is looking for there, let alone a higher level soul.

"Why does this change occur?" Zhao Qing stared at the pattern of the snail black crystal worm for a while and asked.

Regarding Zhao Qing's question, the emotionless voice did not appear. He had already expected such a result, but he had a vague guess when he saw the pattern of the snail black crystal worm and the related introduction.

The so-called demon gift should be something he urgently needs. Zhao Qing is stronger than his peers because of his frequent exercise. However, he is an ordinary person after all, so the appearance of snail black crystal worms is the one that can sublimate him.

This is just Zhao Qing’s guess, but if his guess is correct, then after he successfully commemorates once and gets a snail black crystal worm, a treasure that can supplement his life will appear in the interface.

This guess is to be verified.

Another round of exploration was carried out in this mysterious space, but at this moment, Zhao Qing heard the knock on the door, so he hurriedly withdrew from the mysterious altar space.

"Dad!" After opening the door, Zhao Qing saw his son Zhao Tianyang. What surprised him was that he did not show his face at this time, but instead smiled and smiled.

"Son! Can dad come in?" Zhao Tianyang said with a smile.

"Oh! Yes." His attitude changed too quickly, which made Zhao Qing a little stunned.

"That! Son! Today Li Jun told us that you once encouraged him and the fat man to go to the side street to patronize the business of those improper professional women. In the end, you left in shame because the price was not negotiated. Do you think there is such a thing?"

"..." Hearing such words, Zhao Qing's eyes twitched suddenly. He went to prostitution, but the talk broke down because he didn't have enough money. Isn't this meant to mock him? Li Jun is so hateful, this is an insult to his personality.

"Hey! Li Jun is really a good boy. He came to me and your mother for a special trip and talked about this issue seriously. He asked us to educate you well and correct your ideas. You see how kind-hearted the other person is, he woke up and also came to us for a special trip to talk about this issue so that his friend, that is, you will go on a wrong path, and the friend you made is good."

"At that time! Li Jun was also very entangled. He mustered up a lot of courage to say it."

"..." Hearing this writing, Zhao Qing was sweating profusely, and secretly scolded Li Jun for that bastard, who actually dug such a pit for him. It was so hateful.

"At first, when I heard this, I was very angry. How could my son be so dirty? Moreover, those street ladies don't know whether they are clean or not, if they are sick, if they are infected, they will suffer. Your life is likely to be destroyed like this." Zhao Tianyang continued.

"Later! I thought about it carefully. You are a child of this age. You have been sensible since childhood. You are filial to your parents. You have good academic performance. You are also a sports athlete. You can be said to be a versatile talent in civil and military affairs. Once you pass the college entrance examination, the pressure you gathered during your studies will be relieved. Moreover, you have never had a girlfriend and are at this age. It is normal to have such ideas."

Before Zhao Qing could explain, why it seemed to have changed as he listened. At this time, Zhao Tianyang waved to him, asking him to bring his head over and whispered.

"That! Son, my dad thought about it repeatedly and felt that simply suppressing it was not a solution, so he decided to take you to see. Of course, it was not those street girls who wanted to go to higher-end and higher-end places. Those women would have much higher quality. It's the first time! You can't be careless. The most important thing is that those high-quality women have health certificates and have no worries at all." Zhao Tianyang lowered his voice, as if he was afraid that his mother Li Lan would hear something.

"You old mom doesn't know about this, so don't tell her about it."

"..." Hearing this, Zhao Qing sweated wildly. He remembered his extremely serious expression, his face that was so regretful, and his heartbroken look. He felt a little unreal. You have always been transforming too quickly.

"Dad! Let me ask you, do you believe your son?" Zhao Qing felt that this matter should be resolved immediately, so he asked with a serious expression.

"Uh! Believe! Of course." Hearing this, I Zhao Tianyang was slightly stunned, looked at Zhao Qing's clear eyes, and nodded slightly.

"Dad! This incident was actually made up by Li Jun and spoofed me. What he said has never happened before. You can call Dapang to ask about Dapang." Zhao Qing said.

As Zhao Qing said that, he picked up his cell phone, called Dapang's phone number, turned on the hands-free, and had a direct conversation with him. In just a moment, my Zhao Tianyang's doubts immediately disintegrated.

Finally, Zhao Tianyang walked out embarrassedly, with a hint of regret flashing in his eyes.
Chapter completed!