Chapter 795: People are psychic, zombies are psychic?
Zhuge Kongping thought for a moment and shook his head: "It still doesn't work. I want to do my own thing."
Wang Hui angrily pinched her waist and shouted: "Fat man!"
Seeing the murderous look in the other person's eyes, Zhuge Kongping trembled. Knowing that he would be in bad luck if he disagreed again, he could only squat down and stammered: "I, I mean, even if I don't have time, I
We also have to call the matchmaker, don’t worry, wife."
"Hmph, you know what's going on."
Wang Hui snorted and said, "I'll be back soon. You'd better be honest with me."
Zhuge Kongping sighed after seeing Wang Hui leave. He was about to take the homemade wooden elevator upstairs, but found that the elevator had an accident and was out of control.
He shook his head and jumped off the elevator and said, "I still feel unsafe. Forget it, let's take the stairs."
While waiting for the matchmaker to come to the door, Zhuge Kongping came to the second floor, ready to continue the experiment on human zombies and psychics.
This experiment doesn't seem to be very effective on Zhuge Xiaoming, but everything must be looked at from a different perspective.
Nothing is achieved overnight, and all great inventions succeed after failing again and again.
For now, I can only control the less powerful sleeping zombies with my thoughts. In time, I might be able to control more powerful zombies!
If he can directly use his thoughts to deal with the bronze-armored corpse, no matter what kind of ghosts, monsters, monsters, etc. he encounters in the future, he won't need to take action.
Thinking about it this way, this experiment is still quite important.
Calling the ghost servants at home to help, Zhuge Kongping was ready to experiment himself this time.
"Master, are you really ready to risk yourself? Didn't you let Xiao Ming try it last time?"
The ghost servant asked from the side.
The ghost servant was once Zhuge Kongping's servant, and he refused to leave after his death. Fortunately, all four of Zhuge's family were cultivators and had defensive skills and would not be affected by ghost energy, so they temporarily kept him.
However, as the ghost servant stayed in the human world longer, the ghost spirit became weaker and weaker. Zhuge Kongping had decided to send him away when the Ghost Festival came.
Seeing the ghost servant asking questions, Zhuge Kongping explained: "Xiao Ming is not strong enough and his thinking is immature. Even if he can communicate with the zombies, he cannot completely control the zombies.
It will be different if you replace me, I will definitely succeed. Then there will be more corpse servants, hahaha!"
The ghost servant couldn't help but said: "Master, are you dissatisfied with me?"
"Hey, you can be reincarnated as a human next Ghost Festival. Who can help me then? I have to prepare in advance."
Zhuge Kongping said with some reluctance.
It had been successful once before, so Zhuge Kongping followed the original steps this time, but for some reason, he could not maintain a high degree of concentration during the channeling, and he always felt a little uncomfortable.
After it was over, the ghost servant looked at Zhuge Kongping who looked a bit uncomfortable and asked: "Master, are you okay?"
Zhuge Kongping shook his head and said: "I'm fine, let's watch my performance next!"
At this time, he already felt that there was a vague connection between his Yinshen and the zombies. He looked at the zombies quite proudly and said, "Come here!"
The zombies did move after hearing the instructions, but the zombies did not move by walking, but by jumping.
It jumped suddenly and hit its head directly on the beam.
But he is a zombie to begin with, with rough skin and thick flesh, so this collision is nothing.
But for some reason, Zhuge Kongping couldn't help but jump up after him.
boom!
His head collided with the beam of the roof, causing a big lump to form instantly.
"Ouch!"
Zhuge Kongping covered his bag and grimaced in pain.
But then he realized something was wrong and raised his head to look at the zombie.
The zombie's mouth was trembling uncontrollably, and Zhuge Kongping was also trembling along with it.
"Master, you just lost your temper and why didn't you control it? What on earth do you want him to do?"
The ghost servant looked on with interest and couldn't help but ask.
Zhuge Kongping slapped himself in the face to wake him up, and then used his mind to control the zombies to perform a few actions.
Finally he realized something was wrong!
He can control the zombie's consciousness, which shows that Zombie's psychic channeling is successful.
But at the same time, the zombie's consciousness can also control his actions!
The zombies do whatever he asks them to do, but after the zombies do something, he will also do the same action.
Nowadays, it is not only zombies who are psychics, but zombies who are psychics.
"No way, so evil?"
Just when Zhuge Kongping was about to study it, a pretentious female voice suddenly sounded downstairs: "Mr. Zhuge, Wang Hui, are you at home?"
Thinking of his wife's instructions before leaving, Zhuge Kongping could only put his mind down for the time being and told the ghost servant: "The matchmaker is here. I'll go down to entertain her. You watch the zombies and don't let them mess around. I'll be back soon."
"Yes, sir."
The ghost servant nodded in response.
This matchmaker is already in her thirties. She is not good-looking and has an average figure. She has never been married. In addition, every time a match is made, she has to listen to the marriage night of the other party to make sure whether the couple is in love.
Over time, she has become like a wolf and a tiger, seeking rain after a long drought.
However, after channeling Zhuge Kongping, this zombie became extremely difficult to deal with. Even the ghost servants found it difficult to control it. Therefore, Zhuge Kongping, who entertained the hag, was troubled and made many specious and indecent moves to control the matchmaker.
The flirting was intense.
Although Zhuge Kongping was chubby, he was famous and had a rich family.
Of course, the most important thing is that today’s matchmakers are not picky about food, as long as they are men!
Ever since, she kept teasing Zhuge Kongping with her words and actions.
"It's just because your wife is not here that I want to talk to you."
"What kind of tea do you pour? Is it different when drinking milk?"
"Master, now you and I are like firewood, living together in the same room, and we are not grass and trees. Who can be ruthless? Otherwise, why would Hong Funu elope, and Liu Xiahui would not have committed suicide."
Zhuge Kongping's stomach turned when she heard her saucy words one after another.
Although Wang Hui has a bad temper and often scolds him, ridicules him and pushes against him, she is the best choice in terms of appearance and figure.
How could he like this matchmaker?
The problem is, he can't control himself.
Just when the matchmaker thought that the other party was deceived by her and walked over with her chest puffed out happily, Zhuge Kongping grabbed her by the neck!
"I asked you to rub it, not pinch it!"
"Relax, I won't resist!"
"What on earth do you want to do, what, to knock me out, and you actually like that kind of tone?
No, what I like is the blending of spirit and body, cough cough...I'm dying, please help..."
When she was first pinched in the neck, the matchmaker thought Zhuge Kongping had a special hobby, but what she didn't expect was that it had nothing to do with Zhuge Kongping.
But the zombie upstairs suddenly grabbed the ghost servant's neck tightly.
At the critical moment, the ghost servant upstairs finally found the opportunity, picked up a big hammer, and knocked the zombie to the ground.
