Chapter Ninety-Nine: The Back of the Head
Qin Shen had mixed feelings.
I am happy to be able to move with Fang Ru, but I am worried about the danger outside the base.
I don't know why, zombies have evolved very rapidly lately. In the past, it was rare for them to encounter an evolved zombie once out of ten missions. It's good now, I can encounter it almost every time. Fortunately, the evolution of these zombies is not high, some are faster, some have sharper teeth, and they are quite acceptable.
But this still made Qin Shen faintly worried. Because until now, there has never been any news of the evolution of human abilities.
That's right, never.
The ability will gradually increase within 24 hours of awakening, and at 24 hours, it will be what it will be. Want to take the route of fighting monsters and upgrading? Sorry, there is no such business in this last world.
So Qin Shen's worries are not unreasonable. Now the human ability can still unilaterally crush the zombies, what about a month from now? What about a year from now? Who knows when the end of this end will be, or, if there will be an end day.
When the pot learned that Fang Ru was going to leave the base, he was completely worried.
"Thou ...... Really going? β
"yes." Fang Ru replied while preparing, "Strange pot, you have pushed me out of the base several times before, why do I really decide to go out and have a look now, but you are suffering from gains and losses?" β
Because zombies hadn't evolved at that time.
And at that time, you did not doubt my identity.
"By the way, the ......," the pot pursed her lips, "something about my identity......"
Fang Ru put down the bottles and cans in his hand and looked back at him.
The little fish also raised its head from the soft cat nest. Look at him.
The pot swallowed and saliva, not daring to look back at the two of them. Although he knew that Xiao Yu and Fang Ru couldn't see his true expression. "You guessed right. I am indeed Yanagi's...... Posterity. That kind of gold sore medicine is a family heirloom from the Liu family. At that time, the ancestor of my family had died, and Fang Hua intended to ...... my Liu family Well, revenge, but at that time Yanagi was dead, and only me was left, so ......"
Fang Ru: "Oh. β
Wok:......
Oh oh and it's over?
Then Fang Ru lowered his head and continued to tinker with the bottles and cans on the table. Oh, of course, it's over. Otherwise, what else do you want her to do?
The pot is not Liu Sheng, even if he is, how many years has it been, do you still want her to avenge Fang Hua's ancestor?
Fang Hua's ancestor's plight deserves sympathy. But she has already avenged herself and her family. And until now. The revenge continues. Except for Fang Hua himself, no one knew how to release the soul of the pot. He was imprisoned for eternity and eternity, and every time he made a medicine was a punishment for him.
This kind of punishment doesn't have to be more sensitive.
The pot waited anxiously for a long time. Seeing that Fang Ru had been busy with the potion. There was no sign that the strong acid had dissolved him. I settled down a little and asked out loud, "That...... What potion are you making? Ready to leave the base? β
Fang Ru snorted. "I want to refine a back of my head. There are so many zombies out there, it must be useful to have an extra pair of eyes to help me be vigilant. β
"The back of the head and the eye ......" the three words of the pot. Suddenly startled, "Fooling ghosts? β
There are four categories of moving the body, chaotic love, disturbing people's hearts, deceiving ghosts and gods, and alchemy.
The first three categories are easy to say, but the fourth type alone not only has a low success rate, but once it goes wrong, it is a big basket. Even Fang Hua back then didn't dare to try lightly.
Fang Ru's talent is not inferior to her previous life, but her experience ...... The pot always felt worse than Fang Hua.
Not to mention anything else, when Fang Hua was killed that year, he was already in his thirties, and Fang Ru was only how old he was this year. Modern people are later maturing than the ancients.
And this back of the head is different from other "deceptive ghosts" drugs. It needs to kill the demon whose consciousness is about to condense and imprison its soul, a bit like a pot, but more thoroughly than a pot. The demon that is the raw material will completely lose the freedom of the soul and become an object, neither alive nor dead.
The cultivation of demons is very difficult, and they need to absorb the essence of heaven and earth little by little. By the time the divine consciousness is condensed, I am afraid that hundreds of thousands of years will pass. Therefore, the refining of the back of the head is like strangling a fetus that has been conceived for ten months and is about to be born.
One can imagine how much resentment the refined demon has. accidentally backfired, and the proper dead do not negotiate.
Fang Ru sighed lightly. Of course, she knew the danger better than the pot. "What else would you do? The potion is useless against zombies, and can only be applied to me, a large living person. β
The pot hurriedly said, "I'll help you." β
Using him to refine it, maybe it can help Fang Ru block the evil.
Fang Ru shook his head. "Refining the back of the head and the eye does not use a medicine cauldron. By the way, small fish, you go out and avoid it. β
The little fish scrambled to get up from its nest. γIt's raining outside......γ
"Well, it'll be fine in a while." Fang Ru coaxed it.
It and the material in the back of the head are demons. In the unlikely event that the latter finds a small fish, it is likely to cause an unexpected accident.
Fang Ru found an umbrella and carried Xiaoyu out of the door with the cat nest. It was raining a lot outside, and it was a little windy. Fang Ru found a stone to fix the umbrella on the ground, and put the small fish and nest under the umbrella.
Although Xiaoyu was unhappy, he understood that Fang Ru wanted to do business, so he reluctantly nested in the nest.
Then Fang Ru went back, carefully locked the door, and returned to the table.
On the table, a qiΔ is ready.
The runes drawn with potions are exquisite and intricate, layered on top of each other, like flowers blooming on the other side.
Located in the center of the talisman array, a wooden box was quietly placed, and the box was the wild ginseng that Qin Shen had brought back from the hospital.
Fang Ru took a deep breath and gently opened the wooden box.
"Mother answers...... Stand up for you......"
The words that he didn't understand slowly flowed out of Fang Ru's mouth.
Tautology overlaps, one should be the other, and it makes people's hearts ripple.
Gradually, even the pot that was watching from the sidelines felt in a trance, and the concepts of time and space became blurred. He had a feeling of rising, like falling into the clouds, drifting. The past and the future converge in one point, and the present is mixed and blurred.
It's a lullaby sung to the Divine Sense. Sleep, sleep quietly. Quiet night, no stars. Go to sleep. Sleep peacefully. The moon is also hidden behind the clouds, how pleasant.
Go to sleep. When he sleeps, he does not wake up again.
Fortunately, this song is not sung to the pot, so the pot still maintains the necessary sobriety. A small, translucent black mist floated over the wild ginseng. It was obviously a divine consciousness that was about to condense but had not yet condensed.
It's confused whether to obey the ballad that keeps it engaged. It instinctively realized that the ballad seemed to lead it to its uncontrollable future, but it could not control its desire to obey the ballad.
Fang Ru's ballad has no beginning and no end, as if the whole world is just a cradle that shakes with the ballad. The translucent black mist became more and more faint, indicating that the divine consciousness of this mountain ginseng was gradually sleeping.
A soaking wet fish suddenly appeared outside the window.
The Divine Consciousness saw it at a glance.
Another sober demon made it understand its situation in an instant!
The monstrous resentment erupted in an instant, rushing towards Fang Ru! (To be continued......)