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Murong Yue is a live-streaming influencer specializing in antique appraisal. During a live stream, she connected online with Zhou Sheng, a top idol. Zhou Sheng questioned her ability to appraise antiques, and the two had an argument over the appraisal of a porcelain cup. Murong Yue mistakenly identified Zhou Sheng's grandmother's hand as that of a thousand-year-old leather corpse and was laughed at by everyone. However, she firmly claimed that Zhou Sheng's grandmother had been possessed by a leather corpse and was about to transform into a zombie. At first, Zhou Sheng didn't believe it, but later, when he found that his grandmother's pupils didn't react to light and there was another layer of skin under her skin, he gradually came to believe it. When preparing to escape, someone claimed to be a doctor and said that it was all a hoax, which made Zhou Sheng fall into a dilemma. In the end, because he was afraid of the leather corpse, he chose to flee. Murong Yue rushed over with the Qiankun Mirror and fought against the leather corpse together with Zhou Sheng. At a critical moment, Qiao Moyu came to their rescue.

Live broadcast

Zhou Sheng was on the verge of tears.

"Grandma, I—I can't fall asleep. I'm going out to have a late-night snack with a friend and will be back later."

Zhou Sheng's lips were trembling as he bravely made up an excuse. Grandma's face turned stern.

"What time is it already? What late-night snack! You're not allowed to go!"

"He's a really close friend. He's invited me several times. It wouldn't be nice if I didn't go, Grandma. You—"

"No way. I promised your father to keep a good eye on you. Since you don't want to sleep, then stay and watch TV with Grandma for a while."

Grandma walked over and sat on the sofa, then turned on the projector.

Zhou Sheng walked over, picked up his phone, and looked at me pleadingly.

I recalled the characteristics of a leather-skinned corpse that my grandfather had told me. An ordinary leather-skinned corpse can only mechanically imitate the actions of the deceased when they were alive and can't think.

But this leather-skinned corpse was different. There were very fine tree-like patterns on its skin. This was a thousand-year-old leather-skinned corpse that had already developed spiritual intelligence.

"The time for the leather-skinned corpse to change its skin is almost here. She wants to keep an eye on you to prevent you from running away. Coordinate with her first and don't arouse her suspicion."

"Although the time of changing skin is when she's the most vulnerable, this is a thousand-year-old leather-skinned corpse. Even at its weakest, it's still stronger than you. Don't provoke her!"

Zhou Sheng's fingers were trembling, and he frantically sent me several "Carnival" gifts.

"Mu Rongyue, I admit that I spoke a bit too loudly to you before. I didn't recognize your true abilities before. Please save me!"

"If I coordinate with her, won't I just be sitting here waiting to die? What the hell should I do?"

Zhou Sheng's eyes were red, and the audience in front of the barrage also pleaded on his behalf one after another.

"Wuwuwu, Anchor, I was wrong before. I shouldn't have doubted you. I'm a loyal fan of Zhou Sheng. I can't just watch him die. Please think of a way quickly!"

"Yeah, this is a matter of life and death. It's not just about Zhou Sheng. Didn't you say it's going to eat seven people?"

"What should we do then? Call the police and let the police come!"

"Call the police and say there's a leather-skinned corpse. Do you think the police will pay attention to you?"

Zhou Sheng was still frantically sending "Carnival" gifts. I quickly comforted him.

"All right, all right. Don't get excited. There's still a way out."

Chapter 12