The two lonely old Taoist priests usually like to drink a little wine. After drinking, they call the two female cats in to play, which can be regarded as a kind of enjoyment.
Elder He was in a good mood today. After a few glasses of wine, his face turned pig liver red. He reached out and pinched a few peanuts from the plate on the coffin board, threw them into his mouth and chewed them together. He said with a smile: "Mr. Du
Brother, I will call the four little sweet cats in later, and we brothers will also play a popular game outside today, what do you call that one?"
The elder surnamed Du touched the goatee on his chin and said with a smile: "I know that two of those things outside are called double flying, and four should be called double flying."
Elder He laughed and said: "Yes, it's called Shuangshuangfei. We two brothers have been playing cats for decades and haven't come up with anything. Let's have a round of foreign meat tonight."
Elder Du is also an expert at playing with cats. Speaking of which, as long as the cat is played well, it is a treasure for men. The two brothers like this strong taste. He picked up the wine glass in his hand and took a sip, and glanced at the entrance inadvertently.
Gate location.
There is still a long way to get here from the ancient well, and there are dozens of forked roads in it. If you don’t know the way and wander around in it, you may wander for ten days and a half without finding a way out, and you will have to live hungry.
Damn it, it's safe for the two of you to play here, and you don't have to worry about being laughed at.
Elder He patted the coffin with the plate on it with his palm, and said with a smile: "In a few days, it will be time for this guy to evolve again. Once the master knows about it, he will definitely reward us heavily, and maybe he can let us grow old."
The two brothers are going to live in the outside world for a few days. Then we can find some serious women to accompany us and let them serve us like cats."
The coffin contains a green zombie that is about to evolve. If nothing happens, it will evolve into a hairy zombie in two days. By then, the two elders will definitely be rewarded by the sect, and maybe they will be given a few days off.
This is the biggest reward in the sect. What the two elders look forward to most is to take a few days off so that they can go out and enjoy themselves for a few days.
Dong Dong - Bursts of dull footsteps came from the direction of the entrance. The two elders immediately became alert. Based on their experience stationed here, they could tell that there were a lot of people breaking in. They could almost judge that this group of people must be
It's an ulterior motive.
The two elders quickly exchanged glances. Elder He reached out and wiped the coffin lid to the ground, then opened the coffin lid. Inside lay a pale-faced male corpse. This green zombie would be dead in two days.
It can evolve into a hairy zombie, the most important thing is that it is the closest.
Hey! Elder He stretched out his hand and took off the corpse-killing charm on the zombie's forehead. He muttered something. The green zombie in the coffin suddenly opened its eyes. Then it raised its head and stood up straight from the coffin.
Jumped out.
"Quick, come with me to block the door." Elder He took out a soul bell from his arms and shook it quickly. He rushed to the heavy door that had not been closed for a long time, closed it with his backhand, and grabbed the wood on the ground.
Close the crossbar with force.
Elder Du did not dare to neglect, jumped to another coffin, opened the coffin lid and put his hand on the zombie's forehead above the corpse suppressing charm, but stopped. There was a real Mao Zong lying on his back in the coffin. This was his
A century-old corpse refining passed down from the master. A high-level zombie often needs to be warmed and refined for hundreds of years, waiting for it to continue to evolve under the precipitation of time. The lifespan of a generation is quite long compared to an immortal zombie.
It is limited, and only after several generations of inheritance and refining can it be truly refined into a high-level zombie. The combat power of this kind of zombie is often more powerful than the corpse refiner itself.
The Mao Zong in front of him is the refined corpse passed down to him by Master Du before his death. He can barely control it based on his own strength. He will not use it easily until a critical moment, because this Mao Zong has evolved into a simple corpse.
Wisdom. Once a zombie evolves to the level of hairy zombies, it will derive wisdom. Such zombies have gradually broken away from the category of corpses. They are transforming into rebirth. This kind of zombie is also the most difficult to control. If you are not careful, it will be weaker than it.
The corpse refiner may suffer backlash, so be extra cautious when using it.
Elder Du himself is only a mid-level warrior in the Earth Realm. It is extremely dangerous to control Mao Zong, whose strength is far beyond his own. He gritted his teeth and looked at Mao Zong's sallow and thin cheeks. He hesitated before gritting his teeth and uncovering the corpse.
symbol.
Cackling! Mao Zong’s Adam’s apple in the coffin trembled a few times, his eyelids opened suddenly, two frightening red lights shined directly into Elder Du’s eyes, the corners of Mao Zong’s dry mouth slightly raised, his two lips moved slightly twice, and he said
Two low voices: "Thirsty, blood!"
Elder Du gritted his teeth. He knew what Mao Zheng wanted when he woke up. If he had a choice, he really wanted to slap the corpse-suppressing talisman on this guy's forehead again and let him sleep for dozens or hundreds of years. After hesitating for two seconds,
Finally he bent down, reached out and pulled out a sharp hook-and-scythe knife from his leggings.
The blade of the blade scratched Elder Du's wrist, and a half-inch long blood mark suddenly appeared. Blood flowed out from the scratch and fell along the edge of his wrist. He turned his wrist sideways and stretched it to the top of Mao Zheng's nose, letting the blood continue to drip.
Mao Zheng opened his mouth at the right time, and the corner of his mouth that had been dry for too long made a soft sound. The sound was like a little girl breaking a rubber band while tying her braids, and the blood fell into his mouth in a bright red line.
Inside, the Adam's apple was trembling up and down, swallowing the blood of the corpse refiner.
For most corpse refiners, zombies are just a tool. They are usually like the most loyal slaves of the corpse refiner, and they are like sharp weapons in battle. The prerequisite is that the corpse refiner can control zombies and make them disappear at any time.
.However, the centuries-old zombies that have been passed down have experienced several evolutions, and their strength has long surpassed that of the corpse refiners themselves. These zombies are somewhat deceptive, and their relationship with the corpse refiners has also undergone subtle changes.
The tool slave has been transformed into a reciprocal transaction, more like a rental relationship. If you use the corpse refiner once, you will have to pay a corresponding price, which is their blood.
The corpse refiner is paid with blood, and the zombies are paid according to their work. This is an incredible transaction method. The prerequisite is that the zombie has evolved wisdom and has enough ability to collect rewards from the corpse refiner who is weaker than itself.
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Bang bang - the heavy wooden door was banged loudly by the guy outside. The door was covered with a layer of cooked copper inside and outside. If you don't have enough force, you can't even break it open. The thing outside the door is powerful at this time.
Incomparably, the door, which had been overwhelmed by several impacts, had begun to shift.
Elder He was shocked, the soul bell in his hand shook rapidly, and the green zombie beside him clucked a few times. He stretched his palms forward to resist the door, bang bang - there were two loud noises again, and the solid wood
The door latch made a cracking sound and was about to snap.
"Old Du, there are wild corpses outside, hurry up, I can't hold it anymore!" Elder He stretched out his palm to hold down the door latch, turned his head and let out a loud shout. He had already judged it from the smell of corpses coming out of the crack in the door.
What was knocking on the door outside? It must be the wild corpse recorded in the sect's ancient books.