The old lady on the sickbed, with a black pattern on her eyebrows, flashing with demonic brilliance, opened her eyes, in addition to a rich dead air, there was also a dark green resentment, Mo Li didn't care about this, looked at the old lady with surprise, and whispered in a slightly trembling tone;

"Mother, Mother, are you awake, how are you feeling?"

When the old lady's corpse heard this, it seemed to be aware, and immediately took off the ground, sat up suddenly, looked at Mo Li with a dull and empty gaze, slowly got off the bed, and after walking a few steps with stiff limbs, Huo Ran turned around, kneeling down on one knee like the first corpse refining puppet;

"No, Mother, I can't do it!"

Seeing this, Mo Li hurriedly stopped it, helplessly urged the jerky divine thoughts, manipulated the old lady's body, and lay down on the bed again to rest, only then did he look lonely, walked out of the door gloomily, cleaned up his mood, and repeated his old tricks, began to cast spells, and continued to refine the corpse puppet;

One ghost after another, shrouded in the black brilliance of the demon pattern, turned into a gray-black light cluster, controlled by Mo Li, flew to their respective corpses, and quickly blended into it, the pitch-black demon pattern was imprinted on the eyebrows of the corpse, blooming with an evil brilliance, releasing demonic power;

"It's a pity! Alas... And Qiu Ju! It's really ill-fated... You shouldn't... I met my son..."

Mo Li sat down next to the incense burner again, lit an incense stick again, inserted it in the incense burner casually, sighed gloomily, looked up at the bright moon in the sky, the delicate faces of Bai Shou and Qiu Ju appeared one after another, and at a certain moment, they seemed to coincide together, but they all disappeared when they looked closely;

He sat alone in the moonlight, nostalgic for those pictures that he didn't dare to think of easily, unconsciously, the corners of his eyes were quietly moist, but he suddenly didn't know, until the time of a stick of incense passed, and one by one the corpses struggled to get up, and their limbs were stiff and bowed to him;

"Refining corpse puppets! Obey my orders! Go back to your room to rest! Don't move without permission! Go!"

Mo Li stretched out his hand and pointed to a house on the left, urging his divine thoughts to manipulate these corpse refining puppets, and enter the room one by one to rest, he went in himself, controlling them to stay away from the window lattice and door, just in case, then he turned around and exited, and closed the door casually, and returned to the courtyard;

"I failed most of the time! It seems that I am very lucky to be able to resurrect my mother!

Mo Li looked at the remaining corpses on the ground, all of them were dry and bloodless, as if they had been dead for many years and had been weathered by the years, he slowly stepped forward, looked at these dried corpses, and thought about how to deal with the aftermath, suddenly, he exclaimed, as if he had found something;

"Strange! Why are the corpses of the defeat, all of them are men, is there something strange about this?"

Mo Li shook his head, stretched out his hand to pick up a dried corpse, tentatively weighed it, and found that these dried corpses were extremely lightweight, and suddenly had an idea, he took a lot of effort, piled the dried corpses together, found pine oil and poured it on it, lit it with a candle, and burned it at night;

After finishing all this, Mo Li casually threw the candle into the flame, listened to the crackling sound, turned around and walked into a house, took out the forbidden book from his arms, and read it carefully by the light of the lamp, looking at it, his face gradually rose with joy, and he praised it with an evil smile;

"Yin corpse Ding Furnace? I see, men belong to yang, women belong to yin, after the death of a woman, if the virgin Yuan Yin in the body is not dispersed, it is easier to absorb the yin death qi between heaven and earth, and it is also easier to refine it into a corpse refining puppet, and it can also be used as a Ding furnace, I can't imagine that there is such a wonderful use!"

Mo couldn't help but think about it, after the Mo family was killed by him, he was still worried that without the old housekeeper as a helper, how to obtain medicinal herbs, and even recruit maids for him to use as a Ding Furnace, collect Yin and supplement Yang, and practice magic skills, but he couldn't think of the Yin Corpse Ding Furnace, but he solved the urgent need;

Yin Corpse Ding Furnace: If a female virgin dies unjustly and is refined into a corpse refining puppet by a demon monk, especially for demon cultivators who practice collecting yin and supplementing yang, such evil magic techniques, they can use it as a ding furnace to collect and supplement the yin death qi absorbed by the corpse refining puppet, so as to cultivate demonic skills. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Alas, it's good, it's good! It's just that this corpse puppet can't see the light, although the old butler has also been refined into a corpse refining puppet, but in the future, they will need the blood of living beings to feed them, how can this be good, if this son personally recruits slaves, it will definitely attract some people's speculation, alas!"

Not long after he was happy, Mo Li began to sigh again and again, at this moment he was alone, as the son of the Mo family, he had never been in contact with these things before, he was quite worried for a while, and after thinking for a long time, he decided to find two well-behaved maids to train as henchmen in a quiet and elegant house;

He didn't dare to delay this matter as soon as he thought of it, because among these corpse refining puppets, in addition to a group of maids and servants, there was also his mother, so he set off overnight, hurriedly went out, and urged the horse to rush to Qingxian Yaju, and under the wild rush all the way, it didn't take long to arrive at Qingxian Yaju;

"Bang Bang Bang!"

Turning over and dismounting, Mo Li raised his hand and knocked on the door;

"Who! in the middle of the night!"

There was an impatient voice from inside, which seemed to be disturbed by the good dream, so there was quite a whisper;

"Open the door!

When the servant who kept vigil heard this, he hurriedly opened the door with a lantern, and after seeing that it was Mo Li, he hurriedly bowed down and saluted, and was interrupted by Mo Li's domineering before he could speak.

"Go and tie up the horses and feed them with fodder! Sleep lazily at the vigil, and get out of here if you don't want to do it!"

He snatched the lantern, entered the door angrily, drove the lantern through the courtyard, and came to the maids' residence, originally there were some scruples and hesitations, but thinking that he had now cast the foundation of the Dao and made great progress in his magic skills, it didn't matter, and immediately stepped forward and spoke loudly;

"Who hasn't slept yet! Come out and listen to Ben Gongzi's dispatch! Otherwise, Ben Gongzi will go in and call you!"

The maids who had just fallen asleep were suddenly woken up by Mo Li's voice, woke up in a haze, thought about it in a daze, and after figuring out the meaning of the words, they lost their faces one by one, and hurriedly wrapped the quilt so as not to break in suddenly;

"What should I do? This boy is too, why did he suddenly come back in the middle of the night, sisters, which of you is going?"

A voice whispered and whispered to the others;

"I don't dare to go! I'm afraid that if I go, I'll never come back!"

A trembling voice replied, obviously very afraid of Mo Li in his heart;

"But he's a son, he's our master, and he can't help but go, what if he really breaks in?"

A voice with a crying tone, full of helplessness, timidity and worry;

...... (To be continued.) )