Chapter 133: Corpse Puppet

The two hunters came out of the Wuchang Mountains, but they carried sacks all the way to a remote house in Anchang County. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Bang bang!" the two raised their hands and knocked on the door, and the courtyard door quickly opened.

Behind the open door, a young man wearing a brocade robe and a jade pendant hanging from his waist, looking a little cloudy between his eyebrows and eyes, was now carrying his hands behind his back, looking at the two quietly with a proud expression.

Seeing this, the two hunters glanced at each other, and walked into the courtyard with the sack in some restraint.

"Childe, this is the goods you wanted. Look, can you settle the account?" Putting down the sack in the courtyard, the elder Orion put his hands together, rubbed his hands a little awkwardly, and nodded flatteringly to the young man.

"Okay, if it's still in stock, just keep sending it over. ”

Squatting down, tearing open the sack, and taking a look inside, the young man nodded with satisfaction, and then got up, took out a tael of silver and threw it to the two, and after giving a word, he sent the two hunters out of the door.

Closing the courtyard door, the young man stepped forward and grabbed the sack, easily grabbed the sack with one arm, and moved into the house.

Remove the remains from the sack and dispose of them on the ground.

He didn't mind the rotting and dirty smell of the corpse at all, he stretched out his hand and pinched and touched the corpse for a while, and the young man's eyes gradually overflowed with light: "Yes, yes, this is actually the superior corpse of a third-order martial artist!"

"With this corpse, it is enough to refine a third-order corpse puppet. ”

Reluctantly, the young man withdrew his hand, and the young man threw the corpse aside and piled it up in one place with the rest of the corpses in the house.

I saw that in the corner of this room, there were already corpses of different shapes, old and young, no less than dozens. These corpses were all piled up together, like a mountain of corpses, and with the distorted and strange expressions of the young man on the side, it looked particularly eerie and terrifying.

The time gradually approached the evening, and during this time, some people came to the door and successively brought in several corpses for the young man.

As night fell, the young man returned to the house, looked at the corpses piled up in a corner of the house, and fell into a deep groan.

"Forty-seven corpses in total, the corpses around here should be almost closed, and it's time to stop. If you want to continue to collect the corpses, I am afraid that it will attract the attention of those lackeys of the Bingling Gate. ”

"Recently, there have been more and more Binglingmen lackeys in Anchang County. ”

The young man's pupils were as deep as a deep pool, and under the reflection of the lit oil lamp, it was faintly reflective, "I'm afraid that the night will be long and dreamy, so let's start refining the corpse puppet tonight." Forty-seven corpses, a small number, but almost enough. ”

The brocade-robed young man in the house was none other than Li Lian, the demon who was wanted by the Bingling Gate with a bounty!

It is rumored that the news that the demon demon Li Lian fled all the way to Anchang County under the pursuit of Bingling Gate is true.

Li Lian, is a warlock, he once strayed into a ruins when he was a child, and obtained the inheritance of the ancient demon Dao great sect Xuanming Corpse Puppet Sect, which has long since disappeared.

Recently, after Li Lian fled to Anchang County, he disguised himself as a noble son with a rich family, rented a house in a secluded place in Anchang County, lurked in Anchang County, and used his property to secretly purchase corpses, preparing to refine the purchased corpses into corpses, and fiercely retaliate against those Jianghu people who were willing to drive Bingling Gate and came to chase him.

"Forty-seven corpses were sacrificed together, and the corpse qi gathered was much larger, I hope that this time I can successfully refine a few more corpse puppets!"

"Hmph, dozens of corpse puppets that are not afraid of life and death, have infinite strength, tough skin, and combat power comparable to martial artists, appearing together is enough for those lackeys of the Bingling Gate to eat a pot!"

Looking at the corpses piled up on the side, Li Lian's face was distorted, his eyes showed madness, and he sneered.

"I think last month, I just killed an ordinary disciple in the lower part of your Bingling Sect and refined it into a corpse puppet, and your Bingling Sect went around offering a reward for me to be wanted, causing me to flee around like a dog.

One day, I will kill Bingling Mountain and refine all the upper and lower levels of Bingling Gate into a corpse puppet for me to drive! Today, I will first kill these running lackeys under your door and go to your majesty!"

Li Lian used the secret method of refining corpses, and began to sacrifice the corpses piled up in a corner of the room, and got busy.

Through the sandpaper window outside the house, I saw that the lights in the house had been on for a night, and the figures were shaking. And, in the second half of the night, there were even more weird and eerie terrifying sounds coming from the house from time to time.

The night passed.

In the early morning of the next day, Li Lian, who had been busy all night, could not hide his tiredness on his face, but looking at the figure standing quietly in front of him, waiting for his order, his eyes were full of joy.

At this moment, in addition to Li Lian, there were 32 figures standing in the room.

Look, there are men and women, old and young in these figures, but without exception, these figures are all shriveled skin, faintly blue and yellow, and even some rot, some parts of the decay are exposed to the bones, but they are all standing as if they are alive, although their eyes are a little dull, but they follow Li Lian's movements and fluctuate a little.

In addition, there is a strange metallic cold and hard texture all over the body, and there is an icy aura on the body, and the temperature around the figure seems to have dropped a lot.

Especially one of them, even after the skin and flesh on the body were shriveled, the skinny figure alone looked extraordinarily tall and strong, and there was even a little frost around it.

Looking at his face, this figure is exactly the same as the corpse of Li Si, a Bashu sword soldier who was brought into this place by two hunters!

At this moment, 'Li Si' was standing quietly in front of Li Lian like other figures.

Inside the house, Li Si and the other 32 figures stood still, nothing else, but it was the corpse puppet that Li Lian had refined last night!

"It's done, this time the yield of corpse puppets is as high as seventy!"

Looking at the 32 figures standing quietly in front of him, Li Lian's face was happy, and then, a touch of pain appeared on Li Lian's face, "It's just a pity, I have accumulated corpse refining materials over the years, and this time it has gone more than fifty percent." ”

"Moreover, because of the material of the corpse itself, most of the people who have been refined are ordinary corpse puppets that are not even at the rank of a martial artist, although with the characteristics of the corpse puppet that are not afraid of death, the skin is rough and thick, and the characteristics of the strength without caring about flesh and blood, it is enough to match the first and second order martial artists, but in the future, it can only be used as cannon fodder. ”

"However, you lackeys of the Bingling Gate, you Grandpa Li Lian are here!"

Li Lian's face showed hideousness, and he gritted his teeth and said, "If you don't ask for more debts from you lackeys of the Bingling Gate, how can you be worthy of the price paid by me Li Lian!"