Xi Tong looked at the man in front of him speechlessly. Just now his back was turned and he didn't look carefully. Now he was facing each other, and the man took off the mask on his face. Isn't this Lin Jiu?
They are exactly the same, there is no difference.
Wait, isn't Uncle Lin Jiu from the Republic of China? This is the Manchu Qing Dynasty.
Fortunately, he took action in time, otherwise, the zombie he transformed would have killed Uncle Jiu.
Well, that's right, the black zombie just now was created by Xi Tong. He just gave ordinary zombies a drop of the abyssal power of the Titan world, and the abyssal power will transform and mutate it on its own.
It's a pity that the power of the abyss is too rare and weak, and the intensity of improvement is very limited. It will only be improved by nearly 10 times after full play.
Just look at what happened to Uncle Jiu and his group. Although they are not powerful people, they are still good at picking up corpses. They can kill several zombies every month.
However, when they encountered the black zombies transformed by Xi Tong, not only were their lives completely destroyed, but their lives were also almost lost.
"Maoshan sect Lin Jiu, thank you senior for saving your life."
Xi Tong waved his hand, it was not me who took action, it was him.
Ma Bian immediately cupped his hand and said, "Ma Bian, Huangshi Town, has met Mr. Lin."
Lin Jiu was stunned and speechless. He didn't hear the voice just now and thought Ma Bian was a girl disguised as a man.
When we met for the first time, it was not easy to strike up a conversation with other people's women, so I didn't say hello, but I didn't expect that this was a genuine man.
As a man, it doesn't matter if you look so handsome, but you can obviously rely on your face to make a living, but you are still so strong.
This is too much!
Hey, no, these two people were more than twenty steps away from the zombie. How did they kill the zombie with one sword?
At this time, Ma Bian walked up to the zombie, waved his hand, and the long sword on the ground seemed to be spiritual, and it buzzed into his hand.
Seeing this scene, Uncle Jiu's eyes were as wide as eggs, and a name that only existed in legends emerged.
Sword control!
This is definitely not the art of controlling a sword by tying a thread to the hilt, but a genuine control of the sword with Qi.
If this ability is true, killing zombies more than twenty steps away can be explained.
So, Uncle Jiu bowed down again and said, "Thank you two seniors."
At this time, the three people who ran away just now also turned back.
"Uncle Jiu, are you okay?"
Uncle Jiu snorted, "Do you still hope that something will happen to me?"
At this time, two zombie puppets also jumped around and gathered.
Of the four zombie puppets, one was killed instantly, the other had all his bones broken and was completely disabled. These two were only slightly injured and can recover after a while.
Thinking of this loss, Uncle Jiu felt sad.
My branch is completely in decline, and it won't be long before the Maoshan Sect is expelled.
Xi Tong also saw Uncle Jiu's embarrassment and thought to himself: It's all my fault.
Forget it if the other people are just passers-by, saving their lives is already pretty good.
But the problem is, this name, this appearance, this profession...
If the subsystem hadn't tied up Ma Bian, Xi Tong would have directly chosen Lin Jiu.
So, a system prompt sounded in Ma Bian's mind: "Ding! Obtained a random mission [Recruiting Lin Jiu]."
After reading the task content, Ma Bian looked at Xi Tong and immediately took a step forward after receiving Xi Tong's nod.
"Guys, we are destined to meet each other. Why don't we go to Huangshi Town to hang out for a few days, so that we can confirm each other's cultivation experience among ourselves."
A few people really need to take a rest, and the nearest town is Huangshi Town, which is just along the way.
Moreover, Lin Jiu really wanted to compete with Ma Bian to prove it, especially the "Sword Controlling Technique", a skill that only existed in legends. Even if he couldn't learn it, he would be satisfied just by taking a look at it.
Several apprentices immediately covered the zombie's head with black cloth, muttering as they put it on.
"Ouch, your skin looks hard and has no elasticity at all. It looks like a stone egg."
"Look, it's so hairy. Hey, do you think this is the transformation of the legendary Kunlun slave?"
"This tooth is still protruding outward. Be careful not to break the condom."
When several people do these things, they always wear gloves - this is a must-have thing for Mr. Zombie, to prevent punctures and stabs, and effectively avoid cutting the palms and being infected by corpse poison.
Although aged glutinous rice can extract corpse poison, it is not 100%. Therefore, zombie gentlemen would rather wear thick condoms on hot days. They do not want to be infected with corpse poison and turn into cold zombies.
Xi Tong's eyes wandered around the zombie puppets.
Except for the abnormal skin color and squinting eyes, these three zombies are similar to ordinary people in other places, and they can walk under the scorching sun, which is an ability that ordinary zombies do not have.
Xi Tong thought to himself: It seems that the Maoshan sect raises corpses and refines corpses for real. Zombies without any intelligence in their hands are as loyal and obedient as dogs.
Lin Jiu held up the cloth cover containing the head and said to Xi Tong:
"Senior, this is your trophy."
Xi Tong is not polite, after all, he brought Ma Bian out just to kill zombies and exchange them for military use.
In order to make Ma Bian famous, he brought out a mutated zombie, but he didn't expect it to run away if he didn't check it for a while.
Ma Bian's subordinate was beheaded, and Lin Jiu controlled the zombie puppet to lift the black zombie's body, and then the group walked towards Huangshi Town.
When the sun was about to set, the group finally rushed back.
Passersby were amazed when they saw the bag Ma Bian was holding and the black zombie body he was carrying behind him.
"Oh my God, this zombie is so big, nine and a half feet tall."
"Yes, today I finally saw what it means to stand on a person with your fist and run away with your arm."
After handing over the zombie head, the bannerman in charge immediately laughed and credited Ma Bian.
While writing down, he said: "Brother Ma, that body-building pill is really powerful. If there is any good stuff in the future, you must tell me, hehehehe..."
Ma Bian didn't know what was going on, so he also followed "hehehehe", and the two of them just came and went, all without saying a word.
After receiving Ma Bian's "promise", the banner man felt happy, so he called a few soldiers to parade the black zombie's head on a tray through the streets.
This is a common practice. If a bandit leader or a particularly powerful zombie is captured, his head will be stuck on a pole, hung on the city gate or paraded through the streets.
Firstly, it is to eliminate fear in the hearts of the people, and secondly, it is to deter people with ulterior motives.
However, in the past, only the head was displayed in public. As for who killed it and how it was killed, the officials only asked cursorily or even did not ask.
If the head reaches the government, it is the credit of the official.
But Ma Bian was different. The bannerman master not only ordered the soldiers to brag loudly, but also beat gongs and drums to make Ma Bian's reputation and deeds known to the whole town.
Moreover, after promoting Huangshi Town today, we will go to the county town tomorrow and the provincial capital the day after tomorrow.
After all, this head is too big. It will be a dazzling political achievement wherever it is placed. Only a fool would not brag about it.
When Ma Bian heard this, he thought it was a good thing. He was worried that he was not well-known, but it was just right now.
So, Ma Bian took out a few pieces of silver and gave them to the soldiers in charge of publicity. The soldiers immediately nodded gratefully and bowed.
Immediately, Ma Bian took out a small card with a QR code printed on it and handed it to the bannerman.