While talking, Feng Yun pointed the tiger talisman at the zombie, and a golden light suddenly appeared.
As Feng Yun thought, two golden lights shot out from the Tiger Talisman's eyes, as if a sleeping tiger suddenly opened its eyes.
With two rays of golden light, Zhao Hu was gradually enveloped. Visibly to the naked eye, the word 'Feng' entered the center of Zhao Hu's eyebrows.
As the golden light dissipated, the zombie image originally wearing tattered armor and green skin disappeared, and was replaced by a young man wearing simple cloth, covered in tendons, with strong features, and a height of more than 1.8 meters.
But the dull feeling on his face can still be seen.
The fat man looked Zhao Hu up and down, and the more he looked at it, the more uncomfortable he felt:
"What happened? This guy turned into a human and turned out to be more handsome than me. The most important thing is that he is taller than me and has a better figure than me.
Director, can we give him a different image? "
Feng Yun heard this and sighed with a smile:
“The power of the seal only hides his zombie image and restores his true appearance.
Zhao Hu originally looked like this, not an incarnation like Brother Flathead. "
But these words did not make Fatty feel better. He looked at Zhao Hu angrily and said:
"Silly man, what are you still doing? Thank you, Director.
By the way, you have to thank me.
If I hadn't stopped you at that time, you would have been killed by Meng Gourd! "
After saying these words, the fat man straightened his back, obviously waiting for Zhao Hu's thanks.
However, Zhao Humu lowered his head and looked at his hands, as if he hadn't reacted yet.
It wasn't until a moment later that he raised his head and instinctively gave Feng Yun a fist-cup salute.
"Thank you, Director..."
This buzzing voice doesn't sound very smart.
But let's say he's not smart. After thanking Feng Yun, Zhao Hu didn't thank the fat man again. It seemed that he could still distinguish the big and small kings.
The fat man's face turned the color of pig liver in anger, and he could only keep patting his chest and comforting himself in a low voice:
"I am now the captain of the first team. I have to act like a big shot. I can't be like a stupid big guy."
Just when Fatty kept comforting himself, Feng Yun's voice came again:
“Fat man, take him to choose a store.
Then tell him the rules and list out what he wants, and then you go and get it done.
It's still the same old rules as Pingtou brother, he has to pay the rent every month, and all the loans must be paid back on time. "
The fat man nodded quickly, and then waved to Zhao Hu.
"Silly man, stop standing there and come with me..."
While the fat man was talking, he walked towards the door, but after taking a few steps, he found that Zhao Hu was still frozen in place, not moving.
It wasn't until Feng Yun nodded lightly towards Zhao Hu and said "Go ahead" that Zhao Hu clasped his fists in salute again, then turned around and walked outside.
It seems that in Zhao Hu's remaining consciousness, knowing that Feng Yun helped him resolve the obsession that he had been entangled with, coupled with his character of serving in the army during his lifetime, made Zhao Hu recognize Feng Yun and obey his orders.
The fat man slowly followed Zhao Hu and walked out. He seemed to be adapting to the slow-down way of getting along with Zhao Hu.
After walking out of the gate of the polling bureau, the sun shone on Zhao Hu. Zhao Hu looked up blankly at the sun above his head. He had not felt this way for a long time.
The fat man waited patiently for Zhao Hu. When he saw that Zhao Hu still had no reaction, he pointed to the shops on both sides of the road that were still closed:
"Choose a shop, don't you want to blacksmith? Choose a shop, and I can quickly prepare things for you to use for blacksmithing."
However, Zhao Hu did not make any choice. He just followed the fat man stupidly, as if he could not quickly understand what the fat man said.
Seeing that he was about to reach the end, Fatty had no choice but to stop in front of the shop next to Brother Pingtou's martial arts gym.
"If you don't choose, I will choose for you. Otherwise, it's right here. You can see your store when you come in from the entrance. It's a good store.
It's also a good thing that you came early, waiting for the monsters who will settle down on Liuhuo Avenue in the future, but they can only go to the corner to open a shop.
This place has such a good foundation. If you build some weird gadgets and sell them as souvenirs, you can almost pay off the debt. "
"Um!"
There was another muffled response, which made the fat man very worried.
At this moment, the flat-headed brother who had been soliciting business at the intersection noticed this scene and quickly sniffed and came over.
He curiously walked around Zhao Hu a few times. In comparison, Zhao Hu was a head taller than Brother Pingtou, which immediately made Brother Pingtou anxious.
"Who is this? Where did he come from? How come he is so tall?"
The fat man said angrily:
"It's the coffin I asked you to help carry in that day."
"What? There is also a coffin spirit?"
"The coffin spirit is a zombie in a coffin.
Now that the director has sealed him in Flowing Fire Avenue, he plans to open a blacksmith shop next to you. Do you have any objection?
If you have any objections, speak up quickly, it's of no use anyway. "
As soon as the fat man finished speaking, the flat-headed brother immediately shook his head and waved his hands:
"That won't work. If he leaves it here, how can I have any dignity?"
Brother Pingtou was naturally talking about Zhao Hu's good looks and figure, as well as his height that was a head taller.
Although he had recognized Weasel as his teacher before and didn't learn any real skills, his mind was quite as bright as Weasel's.
This little abacus was crackling, but the fat man didn't take it seriously at all.
After all, the arm couldn't twist the thigh, and the flat-headed brother had no choice but to accept this fact in the end.
He stood at the door and watched the fat man open the door of the empty shop next to him, and then began to list the things the blacksmith shop needed, which seemed a bit pitiful.
When talking about other things, Zhao Hu always responded with simple syllables, but when it came to the blacksmith shop, Zhao Hu could quickly list what he needed.
After Fatty recorded them one by one, he marked the price according to the market price. The last number was the money Zhao Hu wanted to borrow from the polling bureau.
Obviously, Zhao Hu had no idea about money. While the fat man was still calculating the accounts seriously, Zhao Hu walked out to the sun again and basked in the sun.
There are not many tourists on Liuhuo Avenue now. Except for the people who were fooled by Brother Pingtou to sign up for classes, there are only people passing by in twos and threes.
After all, there are not many shops in Liuhuo Avenue, so the natural attraction is not that great.
But Zhao Hu's good image still attracted the curiosity of these two or three passers-by.
Seeing this in his eyes, the fat man suddenly rolled his eyes.
It seems that this is not necessarily a bad thing. If I go back and do some research, I might hope to make Zhao Hu an Internet celebrity on the Fire Road and attract more people.
But there is no rush on this matter for now, at least we will have to wait until there are enough stores before considering it.
While thinking about it, the fat man took the list and walked towards the outside of Liuhuo Avenue, preparing to purchase the items on the list.
At this point, Zombie Zhao Hu has officially moved into Flowing Fire Avenue.
Although it will take a few days to perfect the blacksmith shop, at least for now, Zhao Hu has stabilized and is no longer trapped by obsession. He even has some sanity due to the power of the seal.
But currently, Zhao Hu hasn't figured out what happened to him, so he always seems a little confused and spends most of his time thinking.
After dealing with Zhao Hu's matter, Feng Yun immediately thought of "The Record of Civilization" in his mind.
Sure enough, a new chapter with golden characters appeared, and Zhao Hu's information appeared in "Min Yi Lu", which meant that Feng Yun successfully sealed Zhao Hu.
Name: Zhao Hu
Category: Demon
Daoxing: Centennial Green Zombie
Ability: Control corpse fire, invulnerable.
Great Five Emperors’ Money: 1,000 Wen
It can be clearly seen from the amount of reward money that Zhao Hu's strength is higher than that of Brother Pingtou, and his Taoism is also higher than that of Brother Pingtou.
Therefore, after the seal, Feng Yun received twice as much reward as Brother Pingtou.
At the same time, Zhao Hu was sealed, which also added a new label to the data, that is, category.
When looking through Brother Pingtou's information, the category label also appeared, and Brother Pingtou's label was: demon.
Monsters, ghosts, demons, and spirits are all things that go against the Yang, and they should also be sealed in Fang Ling Mountain.
This made Feng Yun quickly realize that there must be many things in "Min Yi Lu" that he had not activated.
This needs to be discovered gradually in future actions.
At the same time, Feng Yun also noticed that Ma Ling'er's name appeared below the words that always showed the unfinished recruitment of new players.
Ma Linger's name appeared below the introductions of Fatty and Yan Qilin, but compared to Fatty and Yan Qilin, Ma Linger's information was much simpler.
[Name: Ma Linger. 】
【Gender: Female. 】
[Age: 29 years old]
Since Feng Yun had not trained Ma Ling'er, and Ma Ling'er had not mastered any abilities, the ability column was completely blank.
On the other hand, after training, Yan Qilin and Fatty respectively gained the words Yin Yang Finger, Five Elements Sacred Beast Bloodline, Basic Talisman and Tiangang Step.
Obviously, the information about the team members will change in real time.
The last time Feng Yun looked through it, there was no record of Fatty and Yan Qilin's abilities, but now it has become clear.
When Feng Yun exited the sea of consciousness and came back to his senses, the fat man walked in sweating profusely.
"Director, I have already ordered everything that needs to be ordered. It will be delivered in 2 to 3 days, and Zhao Hu's blacksmith shop will be open for business.
I'm a little worried that this guy has been basking in the sun at the door. Can he really make a good living at this job? "
Feng Yun was not surprised by this:
"He still needs some time to adapt. The power of the seal has allowed him to regain some sanity, so there must be a lot of things to figure out.
Although his sanity is not high, the skill of blacksmithing is engraved in his bones, so there won't be any big problem.
Don't underestimate him, after all, you will all need him in a few days. "
Ma Ling'er had been flipping through the notes that Fatty had written while listening to Feng Yun's lecture. After hearing this, she raised her head curiously and looked over.
"Director, are you really planning to let him build weapons for us?
I feel like I can use my spell quite easily and I don't need a weapon. "
As the fat man spoke, he also showed some talisman gestures, obviously very satisfied with the talisman method he had mastered.
Feng Yun didn't say much about this:
“You will know this by then, but there is one more thing that needs to be dealt with before that.
Go and get the official seal. I want to write a secondment order to Lin'an City Ti Xingsi. "
"transfer order?"
At this moment, even Yan Qilin looked over.
"Director, who is this transfer order?"
"Zhao Xue!"
…
At the same time, in an office on the third floor of Tixing Division, Zhao Xuezheng was sitting alone at his desk, seriously writing an action report.
But at this time, Zhao Xue felt quite helpless. She clearly told the director He Tianlin orally what she saw and heard.
But these things were too ridiculous, so He Tianlin asked Zhao Xue to write an action report, and the more detailed the better.
Fortunately, Zhao Xue has excellent professionalism. After all, writing an action report is a matter within the program, so Zhao Xue didn't say much.
Beside the action report, there was a piece of paper with four big words written on it:
Resignation.
That's right, Zhao Xue has become less and less interested in the work of the Criminal Division since joining the polling bureau. Her mind is full of thoughts of job-hopping. However, she has some concerns. Can the polling bureau take a good look at her?
For a moment, the only sound in the office was the sound of writing.
Next to this office, the room separated by a wall is He Tianlin's office. At this time, He Tianlin was frowning and discussing with Lin Feng what Zhao Xue reported.
"You have also heard Zhao Xue's report. Logically speaking, these words should not come from the mouth of a member of the Great Yan court.
But the strange thing is that what she reported coincides with the results of your investigation.
Souls are being summoned in hospitals, and weird rituals are held on the mountains and seaside of Yanjun County. Just hearing about such things is unbelievable. "
Lin Feng nodded thoughtfully, and expressed a doubt he had always had in his heart:
“From the first time I came into contact with these people in the polling bureau, I felt that there was always an indescribable strange feeling about them.
Then, with more or less contact during the handling of the case, this feeling became stronger and stronger.
I think the problem does not lie with Zhao Xue, but probably with the polling bureau.
But I don’t have any good ideas on how to explain these incredible things. "
"Report!"
At this moment, Zhao Xue's voice came from outside the door, and then he placed a eloquent action report of several thousand words in front of He Tianlin.
He Tianlin motioned Zhao Xue to rest without leaving a trace, but before Zhao Xue left, he warned her not to mention these things to anyone.
Zhao Xue could understand He Tianlin's attitude. After all, it would be difficult for anyone else to believe these things.
But reporting in action means seeking truth from facts, so Zhao Xue did not hide anything.
Shortly after Zhao Xue returned to the office, He Tianlin and Lin Feng hurriedly walked out of the office and entered the conference room next to them.
At this time, two people were already sitting in the conference room. Wang Zongheng, the deputy director of Lin'an City's Punishment Department, and Sun Miao, the deputy director of the Xingsi Zhiyamen Office, had been waiting here for a long time.
Immediately afterwards, several more people opened the door and walked in. They were the investigators who were responsible for helping escort the coffin!
(End of chapter)
