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Red lustrous stone

Zhao Ke looked around again, only to find that he was not in a temple at all, but in some unknown ruins.

"Pat pat pat..."

Zhao Ke glanced down and saw countless small snakes wriggling on the ground, intertwining and slapping each other with their tails, creating a hallucinatory sound.

"Ah ah ah... so comfortable!"

The fat man who had been sitting next to Zhao Ke before was now sitting on a rock, his eyes rolled back, his lower body tightly entwined by a large snake, groaning weakly.

At this moment, the large snake opened its mouth and sucked in a strand of vitality from the fat man's mouth and nose. The vitality was continuously sucked into the snake's mouth, and then the fat man's skin began to wither, grayish-blue blood vessels pressed against his flesh, making him look like a rotting persimmon gradually turning black.

However, what surprised Zhao Ke was that after sucking out the vitality from the person, the large snakes did not devour it themselves. Instead, they gathered the vitality in their mouths and sprayed it onto a fist-sized stone behind them.

After absorbing the vitality fed back by the large snakes, the stone became more lustrous and emitted a strange rainbow light.

Seeing this, the large snakes finally showed a satisfied expression on their faces, turning around to devour the bodies that had been drained of vitality.

"Don't be afraid, I will make you die comfortably."

At this moment, Zhao Ke's earlobes suddenly felt warm. He saw the face of the snake gradually morphing into a woman's face, intimately pressing against Zhao Ke's cheek. The snake woman's mouth opened wider and wider.

"No, don't!"

Seeing Zhao Ke's expression turn ashen, she couldn't help but feel triumphant and full of pleasure in her heart. In her eyes, Zhao Ke was already a dish on her plate.

The sturdy snake body tightly coiled around Zhao Ke's waist, making it impossible for him to break free even if he woke up from the illusion.

However, just as she opened her mouth to the extreme, Zhao Ke suddenly saw a cunning glint in his eyes, and before she could react...

"Splut!"

A piercing pain tore through her heart. She felt as if struck by lightning as a dagger fiercely stabbed into her mouth, burying itself until the hilt. Zhao Ke then exerted force, dragging the blade against the tender flesh, creating a deep gash inside the snake woman's mouth.

"Ah!"

In immense pain, the snake woman couldn't care less about Zhao Ke. With a sweep of her tail, she flung Zhao Ke away.

Rolling on the ground, Zhao Ke looked up and saw the large snakes around him immediately fix their gazes on him.

"Hiss hiss..."

A human face gradually morphed on the face of a white snake. Zhao Ke saw that it was the old nun. Her body wriggled towards Zhao Ke, and the kind and benevolent face now looked ferocious.

"Donor, why do you want to leave without having fun?"

Zhao Ke glanced at the ruby on the white snake's back. His eyes narrowed, not retreating but instead gritting his teeth and rushing towards the white snake.

Seeing Zhao Ke rushing towards her, the old nun's face twisted into a smile. She opened her mouth wide, aiming to bite Zhao Ke's head, intending to kill him on the spot.

In a flash of white, astonishingly fast, the old nun almost swallowed half of Zhao Ke's body. However, as she bit down, her eyes widened in shock. Instead of Zhao Ke, her mouth was filled with a large iron pot, wedged tightly inside, causing her intense pain.

This iron pot was scavenged by Zhao Ke from Xiong Er's house and stored in his backpack, just in case. Little did he expect it to come in handy here.

Made of pure iron, the pot weighed over fifty pounds. If it weren't for the bear skin he wore, doubling his strength, he wouldn't have been able to lift it.

Zhao Ke smirked coldly. Taking advantage of the old nun's distraction, he somersaulted behind her, grabbed the ruby behind her, and dashed away.

As the ruby touched his hand, a chill rushed out, icy and piercing like an ice cube. Zhao Ke couldn't help but shiver, and he thought, "Transform!"

Instantly, his palm felt lighter, and Zhao Ke noticed some changes in his backpack. He couldn't help but feel delighted. "Trading a pot for a gemstone is worth it."

However, just as Zhao Ke was secretly pleased, he suddenly heard a swooshing sound behind him. Instinctively, he ducked his head, feeling a strong wind grazing his scalp.

"Bang!"

A stone shattered in front of him. It was the iron pot. Zhao Ke's mouth twitched. If he hadn't dodged quickly, his head would probably have been smashed.

"Tear him apart!"

Turning around, the old nun saw that her ruby was missing, her eyes instantly turned red, and she shouted, prompting the other snake women to pounce on Zhao Ke.

In fact, there was no need for the old nun to speak. These snake women had already pounced on Zhao Ke from all sides. That ruby was as precious to them as their lives, and they were eager to tear Zhao Ke to pieces.

However, before they could pounce, Zhao Ke smirked, beckoning to the old nun. Mentally, he whispered, "Return!"

"Bang!"

Several snake women pounced, only to find that Zhao Ke had disappeared into thin air, gradually vanishing completely.

"No!"

Seeing this, the white snake that was once the old nun widened her eyes, her chest heaving violently. Then, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and her massive body fell heavily to the ground.

Suddenly, Zhao Ke's vision went black. When he opened his eyes, he found himself still standing outside the shop door. Looking at the electronic clock hanging inside the door, the time was still the same as the day he entered the horror space. It seemed like he had only stood there for a few minutes.

Glancing at the package in his hand, Zhao Ke slapped his face, wondering if he had just had a dream.

Taking a deep breath, Zhao Ke walked back into the shop, closed the door, and placed the package on the table. After thinking for a while, instead of opening the package, Zhao Ke's mind moved, summoning his mailbook.

A thick mailbook floated in front of Zhao Ke as he willed it.

The corners were worn smooth, exposing a bright copper color that gave off an indescribable feeling under the light.

Seeing the mailbook floating in front of him, Zhao Ke's eyes lit up. Although he remained calm on the surface, he couldn't help but feel excited inside.

Opening the mailbook, he saw many stamps affixed to it, but only two of them stood out among the rest.

One was a bear skin emitting a black light. On the dark green background, a bloody bear skin hung in the center. Blood dripped from the bear skin, and upon closer inspection, it seemed to be wriggling, as if still alive.

Thanks to this stamp, if it hadn't been for this stamp opening the mailbook in advance, granting myself doubled strength, Zhao Ke didn't know if he could come back alive from the Xiangshan Temple. But one thing he could be sure of was that he wouldn't have such a big gain.

Zhao Ke shifted his gaze to the other stamp, with eyes filled with hopeful anticipation. An item that could excite those snake demons so much definitely wouldn't disappoint.

It was a very peculiar stamp, with a white snake coiling around in the stamp, holding a stone in its mouth - that blood-red gem emitting a sinister red light. Zhao Ke carefully looked at it for a few moments, feeling a sudden discomfort and nausea in his chest. He immediately became alert and quickly turned his gaze away.

After a while, the discomfort in his chest subsided. Looking at the note below, Zhao Ke's brows furrowed.

Material Stamp (Precious): Red Lustrous Stone

Special Use 1: Absorption

Utilize the vitality within the Red Lustrous Stone to enhance one's own strength.

(Note: The absorber must possess a certain level of special strength; ordinary people cannot absorb it, and prolonged contact can be fatally dangerous.)

Special Use 2: Crafting

Can be used to craft items with hallucinogenic capabilities using the Red Lustrous Stone. The effectiveness depends on the skill of the craftsman.

(Note: The powder of the Red Lustrous Stone can induce strong hallucinations.)

Seeing the note below, Zhao Ke suddenly felt an indescribable disappointment. Although the stamp was labeled as precious, it seemed to have no use for him at the moment.

However, Zhao Ke had a change of heart. Since it could make the old nun so nervous and angry, its effect shouldn't be as bad as he thought. Even if it's not useful now, perhaps it could be in the future.

With that in mind, Zhao Ke closed the mailbook and looked at the package on the table.