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Chapter 555 A ruthless lover turned his crush into a zombie.
Jin Tuotuo stared wide-eyed at the sharp skinning knife pressed against his nose. Not only did his pupils swell, but his fur stood on end. Why wasn't that green tea b*tch coming to his rescue? He was about to be skinned alive.

"Are you scared? Are you trembling?"

The little girl didn't stab the small, sharp peeling knife in her hand directly under Jin Tuotuo's nose; instead, she gestured and asked questions.

"Big fat cat, what are you afraid of? Why are you trembling? I'll kill you, skin you, and debone you for my idol to eat. That would be your honor."

"Do you know who my idol is? Let me tell you, my idol is tall and handsome, has eight-pack abs, can jump and sing, and when he smiles his eyes crinkle, he looks at everyone with deep affection."

"It's a blessing that a beast like you could be eaten by my idol and digested by him. You've done this for eight lifetimes."

"Don't be afraid, don't tremble, be happy, be happy to willingly offer yourself up to my idol, understand? Big fat cat?"

Jin Tuotuo: "!!!!!!!"

I know? I know nothing. He's a cat demon who's cultivated for almost a thousand years, not someone humans are meant to be digested as food.

She's incredibly lucky, why doesn't she want such a blessing? Why doesn't she cut off her own flesh to feed her idol?

That damn green tea bitch, haven't you been watching from the sidelines? Why aren't you making a move yet?

The little girl seemed to be talking to herself, deliberately interpreting Jin Tuotuo's terrified expression as his willing sacrifice: "Ah, I knew you would willingly give this to my idol. Don't worry, since you're willing, I'll be gentle when I skin you alive and shorten the time so you won't suffer for more than 5 minutes."

As soon as the little girl finished speaking, she moved the tip of the knife down Jin Tuotuo's nose, pried open his mouth, and began to peel him alive from the two halves of his nose.

But... the knife tip didn't pierce down; her hand felt like it was being held, and she couldn't move an inch.

The little girl's eyes widened involuntarily, and her voice was filled with panic: "Who, who is pretending to be a ghost and grabbing my hand? Let me tell you, I'm not afraid of you. I have a lot of black dog blood stored here. I'm not afraid of you."

Jiang Chacha revealed herself, holding her hand. Her beautiful face was seen by the little girl, and as if she had been severely injured, her voice became sharp: "Where did this pretty vixen come from? Who sent you to my house to seduce my idol?"

"Get out, get out of here right now! My crush is mine, he only likes me, no one can take him away. Get out of here right now, get out of here right now!"

With a slight exertion of force, Jiang Chacha caused the little girl to turn pale with pain, and the peeling knife in her hand fell to the ground with a clatter.

Jiang Chacha grabbed Jin Tuotuo's two large cat ears with her other hand, lifted him off the operating table, wrapped him in demonic power, gave him a hard shake, and then let go, throwing Jin Tuotuo to the ground.

Jin Tuotuo regained its demonic power and fell from the height. Its four claws landed steadily, and it transformed into a human. It raised its claws and grabbed the little girl's face.

"Ah, ghost!"

Four deep, bone-revealing cat scratch marks appeared on the little girl's face, and she let out a shrill, terrified scream.

"Snapped!"

Jin Tuotuo slapped her across the face with a backhand, interrupting the little girl's shrill screams of pain. Pointing at her, he cursed, "Scream, scream, scream! What are you screaming for? I only scratched you with my claws, and you're already screaming? You've skinned so many of my cats and killed so many of my cats and cats. I didn't skin you or bleed you, so how dare you scream?"

The little girl trembled all over, staring at Jin Tuotuo in terror: "You...you're not human, you, you're a cat demon?"

Jiang Chacha shook off her hand: "He's not human, and neither am I. You've killed hundreds of cats and hundreds of dogs. You've broken the law."

The little girl, now free, covered her face with one hand and hurriedly backed away. Despite her fear and terror, she displayed remarkable courage: "Who said I broke the law? Cats and dogs are food, and the ones I killed were stray cats and dogs without owners. I was contributing to environmental cleanup. There is no law in China that says you can't kill stray cats and dogs."

Jiang Chacha stepped forward and replied to the girl in a calm voice: "There is no law that says you can't kill stray cats and dogs. You used a supernatural formation that is not human to catch stray cats and dogs for sacrifice to feed your male god. You are also suspected of harming staff members of the Three Realms Special Office. Chinese law cannot handle this, but the Three Realms Special Office can. We are going to arrest you and bring you to justice for questioning!"

The little girl's fearful eyes darted to Jin Tuotuo's face: "What Three Realms Special Office? I've never even heard of it, let alone its staff. He's a cat demon, and you're a cat demon too."

"I'm telling you, demons cannot exist in our world. I advise you to get out of here right now, or I'll call the police and have all of you monsters arrested and locked up in a laboratory for research!"

Jiang Chacha was taken aback. The words "locked in the laboratory for research" sounded so familiar. It seemed that she had once been afraid of being locked in the laboratory for research as well.

No, she has always lived in Beiming Youdu Mountain, so why would she be afraid of being locked up in a laboratory for research? That doesn't make sense!
Jin Tuotuo took a step and stood next to Jiang Chacha: "Little girl, we've already said we're the Special Office of the Three Realms, which includes the human realm. If you want to call the police, then call them. Let's see if the police are on your side or our side."

"Your idol is in this house, isn't he? We'll have the police show us what your idol is like—the one you killed so many cats and dogs to support..."

Before he could finish speaking, the little girl darted toward a closed door to the side, her speed as if she had practiced.

She rushed over, pushed open the door, slammed it shut, and locked it from the inside to stop Jiang Chacha and Jin Tuotuo.

Jiang Chacha and Jin Tuotuo exchanged a glance and followed at a leisurely pace. The door was practically useless to them; they could simply walk through it and enter the room.

The room was large and entirely red, with red lights and white cloths on the walls covered in blood-written words. The floor was also red and covered with all sorts of strange symbols.

To make the symbols stand out more, the symbols drawn with blood were turned blackish-red, indicating that these symbols were redrawn every day.

The little girl was not in the room. The room was bloody and empty, with no other doors except for the one that led in at the beginning.

Jin Tuotuo looked around: "She's human, not a demon, not a monster, not a ghost. How could she disappear as soon as she entered the house?"

Jiang Chacha took two steps forward, stopped, lowered her eyes, and looked down at her feet: "She's down there."

Jin Tuotuo immediately rushed over: "This house has a bottom..."

Before he could finish speaking, he lost his footing, lost his balance, and fell to the ground with a thud.

Jiang Chacha glanced at Chongming and asked, "Are you just going to hide and not show yourself?"

Chongming replied to her, "This makes things easier."

Jiang Cha nodded and said, "Okay, I understand."

As soon as she finished speaking, she vanished from the room in a flash, chasing after Jin Tuotuo to the room below. The room below was larger, wider, redder, and more bloodstained than the one above, and contained a large iron cage.

Inside the iron cage was a man wearing only underwear, barefoot, shirtless, with his feet bound by iron chains, fangs, a head full of white hair, and a face covered in bloodstains; it was impossible to tell whether he was good or bad.

Inside the iron cage, the man was holding a bloodied, skinned cat in his hands, gnawing on it raw until his mouth was full of blood.

Behind the large iron cage was a sacrificial altar, on which lay bloodied, skinned cats and dogs, fluffy toys, and a dark wooden statue of a baby.

The little girl stood in front of the sacrificial altar, glaring fiercely at Jiang Chacha and Jin Tuotuo: "You two cats don't think you're the only ones who know magic. Let me tell you, my son and I also know magic. I'm not afraid of you."

Jiang Chacha couldn't sense any living presence besides the little girl in this place: "Where is your son?"

The little girl chuckled: "Of course my son and my idol's son are here, protecting my idol and me for all eternity."

Jiang Chacha said "Oh" and then said, "Really? I didn't see it. Jin Tuotuo, did you see it?"

Jin Tuotuo crossed her arms, her cat-like arrogance returning: "I didn't see her son, I only saw a person without humanity, who only knew how to eat raw meat, who was dead but not stiff, and had become a fresh zombie."

"Oh, no, there's also a wooden brat. He's really ugly, all dark and grimacing, grinning like an ox."

Jiang Chacha raised an eyebrow: "Yes, a little ghost who has been dead for several years has his soul locked up, unable to reincarnate. He is worshipped and has gained some ghostly power, so he doesn't know how to use it."

The little girl hugged the dark wooden baby statue on the altar and roared at Jiang Chacha and Jin Tuotuo: "Who said my son with my idol has been dead for years? My son with my idol is fine and healthy. He talks to me every day and grows up every day."

“If you dare to say anything bad about him, I don’t care what kind of demons you are, I will have my son tear you apart and feed you to my idol.”

"Demon, cat demon, it must taste really good, definitely better than ordinary cats and dogs. Son, kill them and feed them to your father."

The dark wooden baby statue in the little girl's arms suddenly seemed to come alive. Its eyes rolled, and then the spirit of a three- or five-year-old child emerged from the statue and headed straight for Jiang Chacha and Jin Tuotuo.

Jiang Chacha stood still, and with a burst of golden demonic power, the infant's soul, which hadn't even reached her yet, was frightened back and let out a piercing ghostly scream.

Jiang Chacha smiled slightly: "Little girl, your son is useless and afraid of us. Is this all you've got?"

The little girl could see the tiny infant's spirit, which frightened it away.

She shook the dark wooden baby statue in a fit of rage: "Son, you are my son, you are the son of me and my god. You said that if I take good care of you and raise you, you will protect me and my god."

"Now it's your turn to protect us, it's your turn to take down those two demons, why are you acting like a dog, why aren't you moving?"

The infant's soul: "..."

It's not that it's afraid to move, it's that it can't move.

The opponent's magic power was too strong; even a small portion of it was enough to completely overwhelm it.

It's fine if it doesn't touch them, but if it does, they'll be utterly destroyed.

"Say something! Move!" Seeing that the dark wooden baby statue didn't respond, the little girl, who had been shaking it, threw it to the ground and stomped on it. "Come out! Come out and protect me! I've been injured by these two demons! Come out now! Come out!"

The infant's soul was so frightened by the two great demons that it dared not come out and could only cling tightly to the wooden statue where the soul resided.

While the little girl was venting her anger on the infant's spirit, Jiang Chacha went to the large iron cage and looked at the man inside: "This is someone who died a few months ago, buried in the ground, and didn't decompose, turning into a white-haired zombie?"

Chongming stood beside her, concealing his presence, and gazed at her, saying, "Yes, this white-haired zombie has been dead for about half a year. It was dug out about three months ago, and its hair has already started to turn red. If this continues, it will turn into a red-haired zombie once its hair turns completely red."

"The corpses and blood of ordinary wild dogs and cats are not enough for the red-haired zombie; he needs to eat the flesh of his relatives and drink their blood."

"Once it has devoured all its blood relatives, it will evolve into a green zombie, a flying zombie. If it is lucky, after several hundred or even a thousand years, it will become invulnerable to weapons, develop intelligence, and become an extremely difficult pest to kill."

Jiang Chacha then asked, "Which category of the Three Realms does this type of zombie belong to?"

Chongming answered in a low voice: "The formation of zombies is related to the resentment and filth of heaven and earth. They are ageless, immortal, and indestructible, using resentment as their power and feeding on flesh and blood."

"They are soulless and immortal, existing outside the Three Realms and outside the Five Elements. They are creatures abandoned by Heaven and Earth and outside the Six Paths."

Jiang Chacha suddenly realized: "So that's how it is. How can we get rid of it?"

Chongming replied to her, "It's very simple, just burn it with fire."

Jiang Chacha brandished her Flame Stick: "Use my fire to burn?"

"Can……"

"What are you doing? You little devil?" The little girl saw Jiang Chacha take out a fire stick, ignored the wooden baby statue, rushed over, turned her back to the iron cage, spread her arms, faced Jiang Chacha, and interrupted Chongming's words.

Jiang Chacha brandished the flaming stick in her hand: "What am I going to do? Of course, I'm going to burn your idol to ashes."

The little girl's face contorted with rage: "You dare!"

Jiang Chacha's flaming staff suddenly blazed brightly: "You little human, how dare you question me?"

The little girl's face was deathly pale in the firelight. She knelt down with a thud and kowtowed repeatedly to Jiang Chacha, pleading, "Miss Cat Demon, I was wrong. Please spare me and my idol. I promise I'll never kill cats or dogs again, okay?"

Jiang Chacha slammed the flaming stick into the ground, rested her hand on it, and looked at the little girl: "No, according to Chinese law, stealing someone else's corpse constitutes the crime of theft, insult, and intentional damage to a corpse, remains, or ashes, and it's punishable by imprisonment."

"You are also suspected of raising evil spirits and abusing cats and dogs. This violates the regulations of the Special Office of the Three Realms and will be punished!"

The little girl knelt and took two steps forward, hurriedly explaining and defending herself: "Miss Cat Demon, I did not steal anyone's corpse. I bought my idol's corpse; his family sold it to me!"