The so-called tidying up is just to let Liuzhu put some of her own things that she is used to using, and then slightly change the furnishings in the room according to her preferences. After all, Gan Jingde's room is spotless, and it is obvious that the servants clean it every day
for the sake of.
Ye Huayue looked at the people who were still watering the flowers and weeding outside, and couldn't help walking to Jin and said, "Is it really okay to leave people at home? Although I don't understand why all of your servants are so expressionless.
Although their expressions are respectful to you, they can't be called enthusiastic. Even if they are so cold-tempered, it doesn't mean they will really keep it secret! Isn't it too risky for you to do this? "
Jin shook his head and smiled at her, "You'll know the reason soon." Then he turned his head and shouted outside: "Go and invite the city lord to me!"
Immediately, a servant turned around and ran out of the house very quickly.
Ye Huayue asked in surprise: "Didn't you say that this city belongs to you? Are you not the city lord?"
"Silly girl, how can I appear in public?" Long Jin smiled at her.
After a while, a burly middle-aged man arrived at the mansion, led by the servant who had just left.
Ye Huayue looked the man up and down, then quietly asked in Long Jin's ear, "Is he really reliable?"
Jin looked at Ye Huayue with a doting look in her eyes. This girl was really worried about him. The servant just now was worried, and the current city lord is still worried.
"Girl, take a good look. Can you feel the difference between him and others?" Jin pulled Ye Huayue to him and said to the city lord.
The difference? Ye Huayue was confused, but she still looked carefully. One nose and two eyes, there is no difference?
The city lord bowed his hand to Long Jin, "Your Highness, this girl is not your beloved, right?"
Ye Huayue's face suddenly became a little embarrassed, and she glared at Long Jin. Long Jin touched his nose, it was none of his business, but he didn't say anything.
Moreover, Ye Huayue also noticed that this person called Long Jin "Your Highness", which was different from those servants.
The city lord turned around and said to Ye Huayue, "Girl, you don't have to worry about revealing any of His Highness's secrets, because I'm already a dead man."
Ye Huayue raised her eyebrows but said nothing. Yes, as the saying goes, only dead people will not reveal secrets, but I have never heard of anyone who would say that he is a dead person.
However, after Long Jin heard this, his expression became very sad, and even his evil aura that always overflowed at every turn was restrained.
"Han Cheng, I'm so sorry for you..."
"Your Highness, what are you talking about! All of this is of my own free will!"
Ye Huayue became more and more confused the more she listened.
And when Jin explained it to her from beginning to end, she could put a lightbulb in her mouth.
The city lord in front of him named Han Cheng was Long Jin's subordinate during his lifetime, and he was the only one who looked at Prince Long Jin in a different light.
That’s right, right before death!
The seemingly alive person in front of me is actually dead!
It's just that after death, the soul is reinjected into his body.
This sounds like a really crazy thing. If that's the case, why do you still have to die?
According to Long Jin, he needed a most loyal servant at that time, a most advanced undead spirit.
The highest-level undead maintain the consciousness and form of a living person, just like the Han Cheng in front of us. He has eternal lifespan, infinite endurance, and a super-resistant body.
But this kind of undead cannot be created casually. It requires a person to be willing to commit suicide and become an undead.
As for Han Cheng, he was willing to sacrifice his life for Long Jin.
The servants outside looked like living people, but in fact they were just undead. However, their level was one level lower than that of Han Cheng.
Although they also have endless lifespan and physical strength, they do not have complicated thinking, nor can they speak too many words. Most of their minds are filled with the orders given by their masters, and the words they can speak are only a few simple sentences.
So when Long Jin asked them to go find Han Cheng, they would just act directly and didn't even respond.
"Think about it." After listening to Long Jin's words, Ye Huayue nodded thoughtfully, "I thought the undead you were talking about were just a group of ghosts. It turns out there are so many of them. According to your statement,
High-level undead must maintain their physical body and mind, so it is really difficult to refine them."
"But..." Ye Huayue suddenly became confused. "Since the undead are so difficult to refine, how did you build an army?"
It's too laborious to build an army of undead. With this time and energy, it's better to recruit troops and buy horses. Although it will cost a lot of money, it doesn't matter what can be done with money. Money can make all the difference!
Ye Huayue looked out into the courtyard again. No matter how you look at it...it doesn't look like an army can be hidden in this mansion!
And according to Long Jin, this army already exists, so where is it?
"What about your army? Let me see it!" Ye Huayue asked.
Long Jin raised his head and looked at the sky, "Actually, the effect is better at night. But since it is my girl who has spoken, I must be satisfied."
Long Jin took her hand, "Do you still remember the battlefield we just visited?"
Ye Huayue nodded.
"Then let Mengmeng send all three of us there!" Long Jin said.
Sure enough, even though he himself does not live there, are the troops still hiding there?
But in the blink of an eye, the three of them came to the ancient battlefield again.
"Necromantic spells are actually not elemental spells, but a type of curse. Naturally, they will be called evil spells." Long Jin said to Ye Huayue.
Then, he faced the ancient battlefield and began to recite a long series of incantations.
I don't know if Ye Huayue's own psychological effect caused the illusion, but Ye Huayue seemed to feel that the sky was a lot darker.
Then, the land of the ancient battlefield seemed to begin to break apart, and something came out of it.
A... hand without any flesh and blood, completely made of bones, stretched out from inside. Then another hand, and then a skull.
"Oh... okay." Ye Huayue said softly.
This is simply... very similar to that thing called a horror movie in the previous life on earth. It seems that many horror movies have that kind of scene, in a cemetery or cemetery, a hand with sparkling white bones breaks out of the ground.
Ye Huayue has long been immune to all kinds of horror movies, because the things she has done and killed are more bloody and terrifying than those horror movies. But... this is the first time she has been so immersed in the scene.
Skeleton soldiers emerged from the ground one after another. There were two small flames burning in their two eye holes, which were the fire of the soul.
Looking from a distance, this place is already a vast expanse of white, because the skeleton soldiers are densely packed next to each other.
"Wow, it seems like this is really an army." Ye Huayue said.
"This kind is the lowest level of undead." Long Jin said. At this time, Long Jin did not give any orders to these undead. They just stood there, motionless.
"This kind of undead is the easiest to refine. As long as there are enough souls and bones, it can be successfully refined. However, precisely because of their low level, their bodies are very fragile and can be easily damaged. Sometimes they are even worse than
An ordinary human soldier." Jin said.
"But the advantage is that there is no cost, right?" Ye Huayue said.
"That's right." Jin nodded, and then became a little silent. "So do you think I..."
"Here we go again!" Ye Huayue interrupted him helplessly. "I thought we had reached a consensus on this matter!"
Jin looked at Ye Huayue and smiled, this is his girl!
"But you said it." Ye Huayue looked at the army of undead. "Their strength is very poor, so how do you think such an army can win? Create an army with all first-level and second-level undead.
The army is obviously unrealistic, are you relying on numerical superiority?"
Jin shook his head, "The numerical advantage is one thing, but of course it's not enough to rely solely on these level 5 undead. We also need to rely on level 3 and level 4 undead."
Level three undead and level four undead? What do they look like? Ye Huayue has never seen them before.
Jin recited the spell again. The densely packed ground where he was standing suddenly opened many cracks, and some skeleton soldiers emerged from them.
But obviously, these skeleton soldiers are somewhat different from the previous ones, just in terms of size. These newly drilled skeleton soldiers are at least twice as big as the previous skeleton soldiers in terms of height and width! And their
The body is no longer the original white color of bones, but has a darker color, as if the bones are mixed with something to make them hard.
"Is this level four?" Ye Huayue asked.
"Exactly."
"Well, it seems to be more durable. But..." She looked around, "Where is the level three?"
"Don't worry." Jin continued to recite the spell.
I saw that the level 5 skeleton soldiers surrounding each level 4 skeleton soldier seemed to have been affected by a huge gravitational force, and they collided with the level 4 undead in the center!
However, the bones were not shattered by the impact. Instead, they seemed to be combined... Well, yes, just like Transformers, many level 5 undead and a level 4 undead were combined together.
, forming an extremely huge skeleton soldier.
He is about five or six feet tall, the skull on his head looks even bigger, and the soul flames in his eye sockets can be seen more clearly.
In just a moment, there were many such tall undead on this ancient battlefield.
"Master, do you have any instructions for summoning me?"
