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Zhang Xiao had been looking at the thorns on his hands before, and suddenly asked, "Do you want to pull my head off?" He smiled dismissively, "Is it for obsession?"

"Of course, if you don't have enough obsession, the fire of purgatory will be ignited, and it will be spread to the souls of each of our passengers. It will be very painful!" The primary school student said as if it was true or false, and at the same time approached Zhang Xiao step by step. "But as long as someone provides enough fear, there will be enough obsession."

"For the sake of obsession? Why should we be so troublesome?" Zhang Xiao seemed to be really discussing with the primary school students, and his sharp claws were lowered, hanging beside him, not looking at the elementary school students who were getting closer. "Doing good is obsession, doing evil is obsession, resentment is obsession, anger is obsession, and anger is obsession. Are those who are for money and power obsession? Since the tram is so powerful and power-driven, then go to big cities to have a good time. There are so many people who ignore their own life and death and the people of the world for obsession. As long as they are willing to provide protection for them, will these guys' obsession be insufficient?"

"What do you know? If it's that simple, is this still a tram? Then it will become Noah's Ark." The primary school student kept walking and laughed, "This broken tram can only protect us lonely ghosts and leapfrog them. Once you give those guys who are causing trouble for the world, or if the noise is too big, it will be useless to escape to the abyss."

"Oh..." Zhang Xiao's smile became even more serious, "It turns out that the movement cannot be a big deal..."

"What do you mean?" The primary school student frowned and finally realized that the guy in front of him was a little too calm.

"Don't care, don't care." Zhang Xiao waved his hand. He was placing his right hand, which was the right hand with only bone claws left at once, and above his wrist.

This hand looked very cunning. Of course, Zhang Xiao was not showing anything, but when the primary school student saw this hand, he subconsciously slowed down.

Of course, he was not afraid of the terrifying look of this hand, but saw the new changes in the mark on Zhang Xiao’s hand!

The thorn pattern with slightly thorns on Zhang Xiao's right arm suddenly began to grow again. After a while, the thorns even pierced into the flesh again and began to bleed. The bright red blood dripped down, turning from the pattern to reality. But even so, the growth of the thorns did not stop at all, but instead thorns became deeper and deeper!

"You..." The primary school student pointed at Zhang Xiao's hand and wanted to say something, but didn't know where to speak.

Zhang Xiaoshun looked at his hand with his eyes and smiled, "Oh, are you curious about this? Actually, I'm very surprised. Didn't you say that this thing represents the obsession of fear? Then... why did it suddenly grow?"

The primary school student frowned, and the pace of stopping speeded up again, but he said, "Actually you don't have to be so scared. We are ghosts who have made transactions with the tram. As long as there is a little obsession, the true spirit will never be destroyed. The so-called death is just to experience that kind of pain..."

"I understand, I understand." Zhang Xiao interrupted the primary school student with a smile, "I understand what you mean, but I think... you don't seem to understand what I mean."

Zhang Xiaoxiao looked at the elementary school student getting closer and closer, and opened his right fingers with five fingers, and inserted it into his heart.

Puff—

Just like five sharp blades, the flesh and blood could not stop it at all, and even the ribs were easily pierced like tofu under the bone claws. Zhang Xiao's hands immediately felt the vigorous beating heart in his chest.

Dongdong, Dongdongdong,

"Look, I'm not afraid of death at all... and there's no fear at all, but..." Zhang Xiao narrowed his eyes, looked at the elementary school student with a pause in his feet, and his face gradually turned pale, "What's the matter with the thorns on my hands?"

"You!..." The primary school student had stopped at this time, and he didn't know what to do. It seemed that he had achieved his goal. Zhang Xiao's obsession completely broke out of the missing part of the tram, but his heart was gradually filled with anxiety, like the weather on the coastal moon, waiting for the arrival of the storm that will come at any time.

"Actually, isn't obsession just like this? All kinds of emotions, all kinds of **... All kinds of common sense, hurt others and yourself." Zhang Xiao put his hand in his chest, and blood kept gushing out of the corners of his mouth, but the smile on his face became brighter, just like a sickly psychopath. "Look, aren't thorns growing on this ticket again? Obsession turns into thorns, which is really ironic and appropriate."

"What do you mean?" Black smoke appeared on the primary school student, and his power was churning.

"Huh? Are you not curious?" Zhang Xiao felt the approaching death again, and the expression on his face became slightly calmer, but his heart was quite... hot, "I am not afraid, what kind of obsession will it be?"

The primary school student's eyes were completely covered with black, and looked like two black holes. A faint gloomy aura kept coming out of him. Although it was still very shallow, it was a terrifying power that was much stronger than the hanged ghost.

Zhang Xiao didn't care. He squinted his eyes and seemed to feel the breeze blowing on his face. The words in his mouth became careless. "If you look at it like this... you should have already known it. After all, looking at the fierce flames on you, there are many auras similar to me."

"Hmph, of course I know." The primary school student finally spoke. His voice sounded a little smaller, from ** to only three or four years old. "That useless, weak, noisy, unpleasant...the smell of hatred."

With a wave of his little hand, the black smoke in his palm condensed, and turned into a... scarecrow.

This thing is probably the size of a palm, and it looks not surprising, and it is not even exquisite. It's just that this little scarecrow has two special features: one is that it is wearing a piece of paper clothes, and the other is that it... has no head!

The elementary school student held this weird-looking toy, and the expression on his face became innocent and cute again, and even had a little more sincere and kindness. "Are you still a little cute like this? Do you think?"

Zhang Xiao's eyes, which had already been slightly cloudy, froze and said in suspicion: "That's it?"

"Your soul-sharing, do you want it?" the primary school student shook the scarecrow in his hand.

Zhang Xiao noticed that the gadget seemed to be alive. After being shaken, his hands and feet twitched, but his head was missing, and it was obviously very damaged and lacked vitality.

"Condition?" Zhang Xiao asked coldly. Of course he wanted to have a complete soul but the conditions for completing the script.

"Stop your strange move and explain to me what your purpose is?" The primary school student gave the answer readily.

"..." Zhang Xiao narrowed his eyes and suddenly shook his head and smiled, making the faces of the primary school student who had been paying attention to him change, "Forget it, let's see you in the car, you will beg me to take it back then... If it's still time."

After saying that, he took out his heart without waiting for the primary school student to react!

In the eyes of the two, the bloody heart was still steaming, jumping and full of vitality.

Then, Zhang Xiao crushed it!

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Chapter completed!