"Just keep this body."
Looking at the confused zombie in front of him, the old scholar said: "I will do some research first to see if I can trace the source and find the controller of this zombie."
After finishing speaking, the old scholar paused for a moment, looked thoughtfully at Dave, who was holding garlic seeds and was secretly sad, and said, "Zhou Li, Tang Wan, do you think this guy's plants have developed?"
"I have no idea."
Zhou Li shook his head and said honestly: "I haven't learned much about these plants."
"I don't know either."
Tang Wan also shook his head and said seriously: "I can't understand it deeply, there are no conditions."
Looking at Zhou Li who knocked Tang Wan back to the rafters with a Shenglong Fist, the old scholar shrugged and said calmly:
"Zhou Li, see if you can help this foreigner. I feel that his plant seems to have a restraining effect on evil spirits. It's just that he forgot the regional differences and was caught off guard."
"Tang Wan, please help them too."
Tang Guan, who was on the beam, lowered his head with difficulty. After coughing twice, he was afraid that the old scholar wouldn't hear him, so he asked loudly: "How can I help? Is it mixed with poison?"
"This is a gathering place for students from the Ming Dynasty. They are from well-known and upright families. How can we loudly discuss such obscene things as poisons?"
Facing the righteous old scholar, a flash of understanding flashed across Tang Wan's face, and then he asked, "Then what should I do?"
The old scholar raised his head and tried to persuade me earnestly: "You should speak softer next time."
OK.
The three people from Qianhu on the side have gradually gotten used to it. They found that as long as they were related to Zhou Li and Tang Wan, the two sources of pollution, no matter how normal this person looked before, he was definitely not a normal person anyway.
Even if you don't fall into the stinky tofu placed in the toilet, you wouldn't dare to eat it.
"Okay, let's do our own thing."
Zhou Li walked up to the zombie, kicked him, and made a grabbing motion without leaving any trace. Then he looked at Dave aside, with a surprised look in his eyes.
[Silver Fate Line: Master, I am going to become an immortal! ! ! 】
【Master Tao is here! That Taoist master has the secret to becoming an immortal, the materials to become an immortal, a human skull to become an immortal, and even a zombie zombie that can make your merits perfect! Except that the disciple in his belly has not yet been digested, this Taoist master is your best choice to become a disciple! 】
(Catch this fate line and you will embark on the road of becoming an immortal from your bones. If you can become an immortal, all your past sins will be wiped out. Why should you care?)
"Ah."
Zhou Li looked at the thread of fate that was glowing with flesh and blood. Standing in the middle of the fate spinning in all directions, he stretched out his hand and gently held the silver thread that was trembling with blood and muscles.
Then, tear it into pieces with force.
"Bring it over quickly."
Zhou Li didn't care about the painful wail when the fate line was torn apart. He rubbed his hands and waited for the familiar voice to sound.
[Into the fate line: Will the beautiful girl Hanba dream of a muscled pea shooter]
[The Taoist wanted to create the Han Demon, wanted to slaughter Beiliang, and make this city a sacrifice to the Drought Demon. But he ignored you, the king of hell! He would never have imagined that the Hanbao, who had suffered thousands of miles of disaster, was about to be beaten to the ground by a group of demonic vegetative people, and the culprit was you! The king of death in Beiliang! 】
[Seize this fate line, who knows what will happen]
Without thinking, Zhou Li directly grasped this fate line. With the chaotic luster surging, light green chaotic lines wrapped around Zhou Li's arm, and then gradually disappeared. Soon, Zhou Li broke away from the small world of Bafang Destiny, and his consciousness returned to reality.
"What's wrong?"
Tang Guan climbed down from the beam and clapped his hands, then asked Zhou Li: "Are you going to discuss his plants with Dave?"
"Um···"
Zhou Li came back to his senses. He looked at the brown-haired foreigner who was dangling to the side with only an iron basin on his head. He gradually formed the prototype of a plan in his mind.
"I have a brand new idea."
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The city is on lockdown again.
When the people in the city learned that the county magistrate Li Kuan had ordered the city to be closed again, there was a lot of discussion, and everyone had different thoughts.
Some people began to hoard rice, flour, grains and oils, preparing to sell them at high prices. Some people spread rumors that evil spirits had invaded Beiliang and incited people to flee. Others said that he saw with his own eyes a deal between Taixuefu's wine sacrifice and monsters, saying that he wanted to use people from the city as sacrifices in exchange for fame and wealth.
Then, the Beiliang locals who laughed at the work of the outsiders happily returned to their homes. They did not rush to buy with them, nor did they prepare to flee. They just lived their lives as usual.
That night, the locals in Beiliang slept harder than the others. When they went to the toilet, they closed their eyes and pretended that they could not see or hear anything. The next day, these people gathered their friends again, came to the market entrance, and started shopping like a lantern festival.
They visited a wealthy foreign businessman hanging on a bamboo pole holding an oil lamp in his hand, admired a gringo hanging upside down on a cross and having his face washed with cold water. They also took a group photo with the monster caught by Qian Hu in front of Zhou Li's shop. A copper coin and an image paper.
As for those who say Li Kuan is collaborating with the enemy...
Please, this kind of joke only needs to be told once. It won't be funny if it is told too many times.
Raising his head and looking at the towering city wall in front of him, the Taoist casually threw the bloodless body of the government servant aside, narrowed his eyes, and a ray of fierceness flashed through his eyes.
Zombies that dare to snatch Tao Ye are seeking death.
In this Taoist's eyes, he was controlling the zombie and wanted to kill the old thing who didn't know how to live or die. Just when the zombie was about to stab the old man's throat, he actually lost control of the zombie.
Someone must have used a corpse-controlling spell to steal the zombies they worked so hard to cultivate!
The Taoist did not think in the direction of "his zombie was killed" at all. At that time, he could see clearly that the others did not take action at all, and the old man seemed to be frightened and froze in place. The only explanation is that his zombie was covered in human hair.
Thinking of this, the Taoist felt a cloud in his heart. He patted his belly and said softly in a low voice:
"Disciple, your master was robbed of something. I'm so sad."
"Ah, you are indeed my good disciple. Your heart is your favorite part. You want to give this to me too?"
"Our relationship between master and disciple is indeed strong. Don't worry, disciple, I will never refine your soul. You and I will be master and disciple for the rest of our lives!"
After happily talking to his undigested apprentice, Gui Daozi raised his head and looked at the city wall, with bloodlust in his eyes constantly gathering.
Let's kill the big soldiers on the city wall first. Refining them into walking zombies can also be of some use.
The corpse of the yamen servant stood up slowly, and his originally frightened expression became numb. His pale face was bloodless, and only the slender and sharp nails on his hands shone with a strange blush.
Lockdown?
Can you seal me, Taoist Master?
The Taoist closed his eyes, and the eyes of the government servant's corpse suddenly glowed with human luster. Following a sound of flesh and blood coagulating, the corpse-like government servant suddenly turned rosy, no different from his appearance in life.
The Taoist became a government servant.
"Weak body."
After twisting his neck, the yamen servant who was already Gui Daozi skillfully made an ordinary human smile. Then he picked up the long knife on the side, placed the Taoist's body in a hidden place, and walked slowly towards the city gate.
Before approaching the city gate tower, the government servant Gui Daozi leaned over heard a quarrel.
"Why do you guard day and night? Why don't you take turns on duty? How can you maintain sufficient physical strength like this? How can you make Beiliang's city defense impregnable?"
"Sir, I...we have to make up for the missing people for one shift, so we stay up late on duty. We, we have nothing to do."
With a sneer in his heart, Gui Daozi was wearing somewhat torn clothes as a yamen servant, with disdain also emerging in his heart.
Argue and be resentful of your superiors, and then all I have to do is show off some miracle, and all these big soldiers guarding the city gate will be my servants.
"How can this be possible?!"
The strong voice sounded again, and then Gui Daozi heard a sincere and gentle voice.
"You all go and have a rest right now. I will guard this night shift. You can rest a little longer and eat well tomorrow morning, and I will help you defend the city!"
"I am the Jinyi Guard Qianhu, and I will do what I say!"
