Please control me, my divine being!

Zhou Qing stared at the suddenly changed game interface in front of him.

It seems that the game system is trying to differentiate between the two characters, so when switching to Li Qinghe's interface, the game UI still looks as clean and simple as before.

But when the switch is made to Gu Qinghan.

The entire game interface will then transform into a distorted, decaying, and dark atmosphere, somewhat gloomy.

Of course, Li Qinghe is still on a boat. It's a long journey from the north to Jiang'an, and it will probably take some time before they arrive.

Zhou Qing is currently staring at Gu Qinghan's control panel.

[Character: Gu Qinghan]

[Cultivation Level: Unranked]

[Path of the Corpse (Twisted)]

[Faith: None]

[Status: Evil Spirit, Corpse Formation, Restriction, Thirst]

[Next attack: 23 hours]

This is the new character selected by the game system after "careful selection".

Zhou Qing was unfamiliar with the new character's path and background, so he did not rashly try to control him.

Because the other party is not the same as Li Qinghe, she is not in a free environment.

If a battle or a one-hit kill scenario is triggered, causing this newly found character to be lost, it would be a huge loss.

Furthermore, there were too many unusual things on Gu Qinghan's panel.

Not only is the status bar inhuman, but the "attack countdown" is also baffling.

This is completely different from when I first controlled Li Qinghe.

Zhou Qing decided to wait and see for the time being, so as not to make any rash moves that would only make the situation worse if he was not clear about the situation.

……

Kiln workshop.

Gu Qinghan was pressed down by that immense force to the point of almost kneeling. His already stiff body became even more uncontrollable, making it extremely difficult for him to even move.

She was terrified.

You can just complain to yourself and that's it, how come there are actually gods coming?

Is it the Corpse Immortal of Ten Thousand Industries or the Yin Corpse Venerable?

Although she turned into a zombie, she still wanted to survive, and her will to live was even stronger than that of an ordinary person.

If you die, you lose everything.

However, the mysterious being who descended with great power and controlled her body did not do anything excessive, which was completely unlike the style of these two great gods who "invoked the corpse to drive the evil".

Leaving aside all other industries for now.

You should know that Yin Corpse Venerable is famous throughout the entire Dao lineage.

My meager offerings could never possibly summon the power of this great deity; even if I did, I would have to pay an even greater price!

Moreover, given the style within the Daoist lineage, how could a zombie blessed by the great power of a god possibly remain unchanged?

"However, it seems the restrictions on me have been lifted!"

Gu Qinghan's eyes lit up.

The feeling of being constantly bound by the Corpse Control Bell, unable to leave, completely disappeared.

She's free!

After being transformed into a zombie and forced to mine in the dark mines, he was sold by mining dealers to a black workshop on the waterfront, where he worked day and night in a kiln.

Four months and seven days have passed, but it feels like four years have gone by.

The endless torment had long since left her mentally exhausted.

The drawbacks of her zombie body caused her constant torment, requiring her to endure it all.

become free!

I'm truly free!

Gu Qinghan quickly cleaned up the traces of the ritual on the ground, and then ran to the courtyard wall. Sure enough, the feeling of being restrained disappeared.

She wanted to laugh out loud, but the zombie's throat could only make a "choking, choking" sound, which sounded a bit like a duckling's quack, eerily terrifying in the gloomy night.

Gu Qinghan knew that she looked indecent, so she suppressed the urge to burst into laughter.

None of this matters.

Everything will be alright as long as I have freedom and get rid of this damned black factory.

If we can survive mining in the mines, what can't we survive?

"Regardless of which deity or great power you are, Qinghan expresses his deepest gratitude! When I return to the path of cultivation and regain my human form, I will surely offer you generous sacrifices to repay your kindness in saving me today!"

Gu Qinghan clasped his hands together and silently recited in his heart.

After cleaning up the traces of the ritual, she found some things to stand on and climbed up the corner of the courtyard wall.

However, due to her completely stiff joints, she failed several times in doing things that ordinary people could do easily.

Fortunately, the zombie's senses were dulled, otherwise just those few falls would have made her dizzy and lightheaded.

After several attempts, she finally managed to climb over the high courtyard wall.

Splash!

The distant Qingjiang River flows with a melodious sound.

The river was filled with painted boats and flower boats, and even though it was already past midnight, the sounds of string and wind instruments and singing could still be heard, creating a strong sense of life.

Gu Qinghan sniffed, feeling a little sore, but then she thought that she was already a zombie and there was no way she could shed tears.

"It turns out that there were too many kilns burning charcoal and coal in this area, and the air was full of coal ash and slag."

Gu Qinghan's face darkened immediately, and he took a step forward.

The houses along the riverbank are almost all courtyards of varying sizes. Occasionally there are row houses, which are used for all sorts of strange and unusual activities.

Fortunately, it's evening now, and since the courtyards here are full of small workshops, there's hardly anyone strolling around on the streets.

Gu Qinghan was in a hurry.

She has many things to do now, whether it's taking revenge on the zombie merchant who turned her into a zombie, finding the mine owner who made her work in the dark, or finding Jin Buhuan, the kiln owner...

"But I'm so hungry and thirsty."

She hadn't felt it before when she was under the control of the Corpse-Controlling Bell, but now that she was free from its control, the hunger was driving her crazy.

A rustling sound came from the alley ahead.

"You old lecher, are you in such a hurry? Let's go back and talk about it. You can't just mess around outside."

"These days, everyone's working the night shift in the workshop. Nobody comes over at night, so don't worry. Home isn't as comfortable as being out..."

"Oh dear, you..."

Gu Qinghan followed the sound and walked over there.

The veins on the back of her hands bulged, and the ever-growing, intensifying hunger almost completely consumed her reason.

In the alley.

The man and woman leaned against the corner of the wall, groping for something.

"Fresh, vibrant flesh and blood..." Gu Qinghan licked his chapped lips, slowly approaching, his sharp black nails scraping against the wall, leaving white marks.

The men and women, who were originally in high spirits, suddenly froze.

"Hey, what are you looking at?" The man showed no embarrassment at being caught, and his burly body walked over like a wall.

"Forget it, let's go." The woman tugged at his sleeve.

In the dimly lit alley, illuminated only by moonlight, the two did not see Gu Qinghan's appearance.

Faced with the man's coercion, she did not respond, but stood still, making a "woo-woo" sound in her throat, like a small animal howling.

The man frowned, as if he wanted to say something, but the woman hugged him instead.

"Honey, let's go! We have to go to work tomorrow, go home."

The woman pulled the reluctant man back and apologized to Gu Qinghan, "I'm sorry, miss, it's getting late. You should go home too. It's dangerous to wander around alone so late at night."

No response.

Looking at the motionless figure opposite her, the woman felt a chill run down her spine and immediately turned around, pulling the man away.

But right now.

Under the moonlight, Gu Qinghan's figure pounced out like a wild beast.