"What's so strange about this?" the man on the other side said, "The story about you being coerced by the evil spirit to hand over the 'left palm' and killing your sister and girlfriend is a chapter that we must recite in our history class."

“This shows how untrustworthy evil spirits are and how we must be extremely cautious when cooperating with them.”

When Ash heard this, he felt the urge to curse.

His embarrassing story was actually used as a typical example by the dark clan and passed down for nearly 1,000 years. He couldn't imagine how many marrow-eaters there were in the history of the years, reading articles about him while calling him an idiot.

Perhaps he is already known as a fool among the marrow eaters.

The man seemed to understand Ash's expression and nodded, "Yes, that's what you think. We all think you are a moron."

"Just like this time when you were drunk and gave the spell to a bar girl, which led to the revival of the evil spirit."

"Although the evil spirit channel has become active, they have not come to the human world in large numbers so quickly. We still have enough opportunities to make plans."

"But because of the stupid things you did, another great evil spirit that is comparable to the father of evil spirits now has enough helpers."

"It and Barry, two powerful evil spirits, are sending all their minions to find you."

"So you better hand over the things!"

Ash rubbed his forehead in annoyance and said speechlessly, "I've said it countless times. I used that wooden sign a long time ago when I lost my severed hand. Otherwise, how would I have survived?"

"As for the Book of Evil Spirits, I'm sorry, I will close it because of what I did."

"Let them come if they dare. I will shove a chainsaw up their assholes and rip them apart."

"Then don't blame us for being rude!"

The two were about to take action, but suddenly a group of strange evil spirits with bodies as bloated as an 800-pound fat man, three human arms and three human legs jumped out from behind them and pounced on them.

The bodies of these evil spirits are swollen, and pustules can be seen with the naked eye.

The pustules were dark yellow in color, and liquid of the same color as the pustules dripped from the corners of their mouths onto the floor, corroding pits as deep as the joints of the fingers. It was obvious that it was highly corrosive.

This means that when they are injured, the fluid that flows out is enough to melt a group of people.

"Hey, take this." Pablo, who was near the bookshelf, shouted and threw a black book to the two of them. Then he grabbed Kelly and ran away. "Old man, I've given the book to them. Let's go!"

Upon hearing this, Ash quickly turned around and ran, shouting, "I'll leave the wooden sign and the book to you. The rest has nothing to do with me."

The male marrow eater among them subconsciously caught the book, and while dodging this group of special evil spirits, he picked up the book and took a look at it.

The discovery was a book of anecdotal humor called African American Humor: The Best of Black Comedy from Slavery to Today.

He immediately threw it at the evil spirit in front of him angrily, smashing its forehead into a dent.

The evil spirit that was thrown down roared angrily, and its forehead full of blisters gradually recovered. It stepped forward with its huge body and pounced towards the two people.

The two of them pulled out rope whips with triangular spikes on the front end, pulled them forward, and pierced into the body of the evil spirit, but a thick stream of pus came out.

It shot onto the table next to the two men, and the entire wooden table instantly rotted into two pieces and collapsed to the ground.

After witnessing the horror of the pus, the two men quickly retreated and took out their guns. They knew how to use modern tools.

Everyone will serve and train in some mercenary units under the arrangement of the Dark Clan to hone their military skills.

Exorcism has long been more than just tearing up evil spirits with your hands.

A big fight broke out in the supermarket.

Ash and his two companions, who had already escaped, drove a beige, shabby Oldsmobile 88 along the street, heading quickly out of the city.

The vehicles traveled back and forth and soon arrived at where Ash's RV was parked. He had no fixed home, so this RV was his home.

After all, I have traveled to many places over the years in search of the sealing wood.

After rummaging through the boxes and drawers for a while, he took out the Book of Evil Spirits from the bottom of the box, went outside the RV, thought for a while, and then went to the house of the old neighbor lady.

I want to ask the other person to take care of the RV for me.

As a result, the door was easily pushed open before he even knocked. The old lady was standing at the door, looking at him with a smile on her face.

"Melinda, this is the key to my RV. Please take care of my RV for a while." Ash handed the key to the old lady.

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The old lady took the key and suddenly grinned. Her wrinkled face instantly became dry and ugly. She stuck out her tongue and smiled grimly:

"I'd rather take care of your ass than your RV, Ash-!"

"Hahahahahahahahaha"

She pounced on Ash with a sinister smile, possessed by an evil spirit.

Ash stretched out his left hand and yanked the door handle, causing the crack in the door to hit the old lady's head as she rushed out.

Clamp it tightly.

Bang bang bang!

Ash smashed it back and forth three times in a row, and the old lady's two eyeballs fell to the ground, rolled around, and then glared at Ash angrily.

Her arms penetrated the wooden door and scratched hard, trying to grab Ash's shoulders.

"Hahaha. Ash, you really don't want to have sex? You were so excited at the bar yesterday."

"Your thing is so small and smelly, and it lasts so short!"

The old lady's disgusting face emitted a mocking smile, but what she said shocked Pablo and the other man behind her. It was obvious that there was something going on between Ash and the evil spirit. This was really eye-opening.

"Shut up, disgusting old man!"

Ash knocked hard on the wooden door again, and the door handle was pulled off directly, while the gap in the door also clamped the old lady's head down.

Then he picked up the electric saw he brought from the RV and sawed the old lady's body into pieces.

"How does that evil spirit taste?" Pablo couldn't help but ask as he swallowed as he helped to hold the old lady with a stick.

"Why, kid, what do you mean? Want to try it? Its butt is right here, and it can move. If you want to know, you can try it now."

Ash said, pointing at the cut thigh and waist.

"Try it, Pablo. I'm curious too." Kelly, who was standing by, also joined in the fun. (End of this chapter)

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