Chapter 137 Raising a Corpse is Like Raising a Lion
"What are you looking at?" Wang Xu had a strange look in his eyes when he saw the zombie looking up at the world like a newborn baby.
The zombie looked at Wang Xu quietly and kept expressing a thought.
Wang Xu thought about it carefully for a long time before he realized that it wanted to go outside and take a look.
"You can't go outside when the sun is shining!" Wang Xu repeated over and over again, not sure if the zombies could understand.
The zombie seemed to understand. He jumped forward twice, then jumped back twice, conveying his thoughts: "Sunshine, be afraid."
"If you're afraid, just go back to the coffin and sleep. When you wake up, there will be delicious food." Wang Xu pointed to the coffin next to him and gestured to the zombies.
The zombie glanced at him, turned over and fell back into the coffin, closed his eyes and stopped moving.
Wang Xu walked to the coffin, put the lid on the coffin on the ground, patted the coffin board, and said, "Sleep well, I'll call you after dinner."
After saying this, Wang Xu breathed a sigh of relief and walked outside the cave.
The sun was shining brightly outside the cave, and Tianshi Qian was stretching his neck to look inside. When he saw Wang Xu coming out, he asked: "Boss, how is it?"
"Okay, as long as it is not in a state of hunger, it will mostly obey my orders and can have simple communication." After Wang Xu said this, he glanced at the rope that tied the lamb before and said hesitantly: "Qian Tian
Master, what should I do if I want to improve its strength?"
"There are three ways to improve the strength of a zombie. One is to let it sleep in a corpse raising ground. This kind of sleep can last for tens or hundreds of years. The Laoshan Corpse Refining Sect, where I come from, is said to have been buried in a corpse raising ground in the Han Dynasty. It can last for thousands of years.
Than the corpse king of ghosts and gods. However, this method focuses on the long-term path. Unless the power of one sect is united, no one will choose this path. After all, it takes too long. It is purely a tree planted by the predecessors.
The descendants enjoy the cool air.
The second method is simpler. It only requires blood. The zombies can become strong enough if they suck enough blood. Most of the zombies that caused trouble were not suppressed in the early stage and they sucked enough blood before they became strong enough.
So powerful.
The third thing is difficult. Our Corpse Refining Sect has a method of refining corpses. We can refining corpses repeatedly, and each time we practice, the zombies become stronger. However, boss, you have no magic power, so there is no way to refining corpses. And I
If I am not the master of the zombies, it is not possible for me to perform the second ritual training. You will not be able to go this way."
Neither the first nor the third of Qian Tianshi's three methods work.
Wang Xu thought about it carefully and found that it was more reliable to feed the zombies with blood. As long as they were willing to spend money, it would be no problem to get the blood of 30,000 to 50,000 people, let alone three to five hundred people. It was nothing more than spending money.
"Boss, if you make the zombies stronger, it will be easier for them to bite you back. This is not a easy path to take." Qian Tianshi said worriedly.
Hearing this statement, Wang Xu also nodded secretly.
Just now in the cave, the hungry zombies had the urge to bite him, but this urge was suppressed.
The relationship between Wang Xu and zombies is like the relationship between a beast and its tamer.
Once it's done, you can command it to juggle, perform backflips, or even go through fire rings.
Unfortunately, once there is a backlash, not only one but two breeders will die in the mouths of animals. Zombies are even more uncontrollable than wild beasts.
"Raising corpses is like raising lions. The heat is very important. For now, the black-haired zombies are enough for me. I'd better take my time to make the zombies stronger." Wang Xu suppressed the idea of making the zombies stronger. After all, this
It is not a game to develop. Once you fail, it will be too late to regret it.
Although the black-haired zombies are scary, Wang Xu has the strength to resist them. If he encounters danger, he can use the shuttle door to leave.
Further up, there are purple-haired zombies and flying corpses. Although Wang Xu has never seen them before, he knows that they are not something he can fight against.
If you really want to raise a zombie to this point, it will be okay if there is no problem, but if there is a problem, it may be difficult for him to escape unscathed.
"Master Qian, you have worked hard these days. Come back to town and have a good rest for a few days. I will come to you if I have any questions."
"Okay, I'll go back first."
Master Qian retired after his success and left happily.
Wang Xu looked back at the cave, thought for a moment, moved a big stone to block the entrance, and then left with satisfaction.
Yizhuang
"It's been five days, and I haven't even had a message from Master, and I don't know when he will come back."
When Wang Xu returned to Yizhuang, Qiu Sheng was whispering something to Wen Cai, and sitting next to him was Taoist priest Simu who was drinking tea.
Seeing that Wang Xu was back, Taoist Priest Simu nodded slightly and pushed the teapot next to him forward.
Wang Xu sat next to Taoist Priest Simu and poured himself a cup of tea. Then he said, "Taoist Priest, you look good today!"
"After a week of feeding, sleep when you are full, and eat when you are full. If your complexion is not good, you should report it to the ancestor." Taoist priest Simu patted his thigh leisurely, put down the tea cup after finishing speaking, and asked: "By the way,
You go out early and come back late these days, what are you doing outside?"
"Just wandering around, what else can I do!" Wang Xu laughed, never mentioning the zombie thing.
Taoist Priest Simu wanted to ask again, but unfortunately before he could ask, a girl walked in from outside, it was Master Ren's daughter Ren Tingting.
"Wencai, has Uncle Ying come back?" Ren Tingting was wearing a dress, her chest was white, and her eyes were filled with sadness.
When Wencai saw the goddess in his dream coming, he quickly stood up from the chair and approached her with a flattering look on her face: "Tingting, my master went to my uncle's place and hasn't come back yet."
"When will Uncle Ying come back? You told me that as long as your master comes back, you can find my grandfather's bones. You are not lying to me, are you?" Ren Tingting said to Wen Cai, but she looked at him.
It was Wang Xu, with a provocative look in his eyes.
Wang Xu ignored her and glanced at Wencai instead.
Uncle Ying can use Taoism to track the location of corpses. He knows without thinking that Wen Cai must have told Ren Tingting.
In the blink of an eye, Uncle Ying had been gone for five days, and Old Master Ren's body had been missing for seven days.
Although Wang Xu didn't deliberately inquire, he also knew that the Ren family had been running wild in the past few days and tried every means to find the body. At the moment, there was no way to do it manually, so the only choice was Uncle Ying, no matter what the heavens could do.
Ask the ghosts and gods.
"Tingting, I really didn't lie to you. My master should be back soon, why don't you wait for two more days." Wencai served tea and poured water, surrounding Ren Tingting like a little bee.
Ren Tingting was born as a eldest lady. The more you support her, the more she will take advantage of her. She raised her voice and said: "My grandfather's bones cannot be found, and my father will be unhappy. If my father is unhappy, I will be unhappy too."
, I’m very unhappy now.”
"Tingting, don't be unhappy. I'll beg my uncle to see if he can do anything." The lovesick scholar regarded Ren Tingting as more important than himself, and immediately begged Taoist Priest Simu.
Said: "Uncle Master, is there anything you can do?"
"If I have a way, why should I wait for you to ask me?" Taoist Master Simu glanced at Wencai angrily, drank all the tea in the cup, and muttered: "When Master was talking about this, I was
Meng Zhougong didn’t learn anything at all!”
Wencai didn't hear Taoist Priest Simu's muttering, but he could see from his expression that his uncle was helpless.
After thinking about it, Wencai gritted his teeth and said to Ren Tingting: "Tingting, don't worry, I know where the master has gone, why don't we go find him. Don't you have a car at home? Let's drive there in one day.