Chapter 117 is worth a lot

Early in the morning, the four-eyed Taoist came out of the house with a pair of panda eyes, and he needed to cover his customers with a black cloth to block the sun before the sun went out.

The walking corpse, an existence between a dead corpse and a zombie, is extremely sensitive to sunlight, and if it shines on the sunlight a little, it will break the Dao method on the body, and it needs to be re-refined before it can be controlled by corpse control techniques.

Therefore, the four eyes were only early in the morning to cover the walking corpse with a black cloth that blocked the light.

Last night in Chu Xiao's house, his eyes were lying on the incredibly soft bed, and he didn't sleep all night!

For the first time since the corpse was chased, the four eyes had insomnia!

It's not because the bed is not comfortable enough, but because I've been worried that I might never be able to sleep in such a comfortable bed in the future, and I once fell into an anxious panic and stayed up all night.

The sun rose and the moon set, the first rays of sunlight hit Chu Xiao's bedroom window through the window, and Chu Xiao, who was asleep, woke up faintly, cleaned up briefly, and went out of the house, turning the house into a capsule and putting it in a box.

Looking sideways at the four-eyed Taoist, he saw that the four-eyed person was holding one of his walking corpses, leaning on the trunk of a tree, and fell into a deep sleep, snoring like thunder, and sleeping very deeply.

Chu Xiao didn't know that Simu hadn't slept all night, how did Simu sleep all night, and there was still so much sleep to sleep? Could it be that I fought the fox spirit last night, and my essence was damaged, and some kidneys were lost!

"The elderly don't pay attention to their bodies, alas!"

Chu Xiao shook his head, and looked at Simu helplessly, according to the slow speed of the Simu Daoist, the two of them wanted to return to Simu's house, and they didn't know how much time it would take.

If he didn't return to the home of the Four-Eyed Daoist, how could Chu Xiao try to use the Great Law of Refining Corpses and the True Scripture of the Undead to refine Bulong into a zombie?

When I think of this, I look at the four eyes that sleep like dead pigs, and it is even more unpleasant!

I was in a good mood in the morning, but I was ruined by this sleepy four-eyed Taoist.

Chu Xiao snorted coldly, and when the palm wind hit, he knocked the four-eyed Taoist who was holding the walking corpse to the ground, but the four-eyed Taoist who was lying on the ground not only did not wake up, but turned over again and continued to sleep on the spot.

It looked like it was much more comfortable to sleep on the floor than on the bed.

In fact, the four-eyed Taoist is used to living a life of eating and sleeping in the open, and he really feels that sleeping on the ground is much more natural than sleeping in Chu Xiao's mansion.

"Huh! So sleepy?! Chu Xiao said secretly, his eyes fell on the walking corpses beside Simu, these walking corpses that were regarded by Simu as treasures, not only the food and clothing of Simu's parents, but also the flesh of Simu's heart, with ice in his palm, for fear that something would go wrong with them.

Judging from the reaction of the four eyes last night, you can see the status of the corpse in the heart of the four eyes.

Since this is the case, Chu Xiao laughed evilly, touched the ground under his feet, rose up in the void, and unfolded the Void Dancing Technique, gathering all the walking corpses of the four-eyed Daoist together, tired into a small mountain.

Looking at the walking corpses stacked on top of each other like arhats at the height of a hill, Chu Xiao took out an empty universal capsule from the universal capsule box on his waist, threw it away, and put the walking corpses into the universal capsule, marked the notes, wrote the word "walking corpse" on the outside of the capsule, and looked at the four-eyed Taoist on the ground.

"Four-eyed Daoist, are you still sleeping?"

Uh-huh! Whew! The four-eyed purr was an answer to Chu Xiao's question.

"Four-eyed Daoist, don't sleep! Get up and hurry! ”

Uh-huh! Whew! Simu turned around again, hugged a rotten log, and slept even deeper.

"Four-eyed Daoist, your walking corpse is lost!"

Uh-huh! Whew!········ Well?! The four-eyed Taoist opened his eyes sharply, and bounced off the ground at a much faster speed than usual, staring like a cheetah at the place where the corpses had been placed.

Empty?!

What about their own walking corpse?!

What about the flesh in your heart, the ice in your palm?!

Fall asleep on your own! No! Before the daze, it was clearly here, why was it all suddenly gone!

Finished! Finished! This trip is all over! Not only do you have to ruin your reputation for many years, but you also have to lose your hard-earned belongings!

He sat on the ground with a bang, sleepless, and had no love.

Looking at Chu Xiao again, he looked at the four-eyed Taoist with a smile on the side, but it attracted the attention of the four eyes.

That's not right! If I lose my walking corpse! With Chu Xiao's strength, he shouldn't have found a problem!

There's something greasy in this!

The walking corpse suddenly disappeared, and intuitively made the four-eyed Daoist think of the storage magic weapon in Chu Xiao's hand.

Only the storage magic weapon in Chu Xiao's hand had such power, making more than a dozen walking corpses disappear out of thin air.

"Chu Daoyou! It's not like you're putting my walking corpse in storage! ”

Chu Xiao smiled, and he wasn't teasing the four eyes of the Taoist, after all, his purpose was to let the four eyes get up early, and the two of them would hurry as soon as possible.

Chu Xiao casually threw the universal capsule containing the walking corpse to the four-eyed Daoist, and the universal capsule that rotated three hundred and sixty-five degrees in the air and turned for four and a half weeks was infinitely slowed down in the eyes of the four-eyed Daoist, making his pupils suddenly focus.

It's a storage treasure!

Chu Xiao really put my walking corpse into the storage magic weapon, it was really a false alarm just now.

Wait, how could Chu Xiao throw out the storage magic weapon so casually? I don't know how to cherish it!

What if I break it? The storage magic weapon is such a precious thing, I'm afraid it can't be repaired if it is broken!

The four-eyed Taoist was cautious in his heart, staring at the universal capsule in the air, his whole body was highly nervous, and he quickly went to pick up the universal capsule in the air, and even hugged it tightly in his arms after catching it, for fear that he would accidentally fall to the ground.

Chu Xiao doesn't care how much the four-eyed Taoist takes a fancy to the universal capsule, for him, a universal capsule is just an ordinary daily necessities, just like a paper towel to wipe his mouth after eating, he is used to it.

"Let's go! Four-eyed Daoist, let's get to your house as soon as possible, we need to put into action the topic of how to refine Bronn into a zombie that we talked about last night! ”

Simu held the universal capsule in his hand, looked at the word walking corpse in the remarks on it, and his heart was beating wildly, he didn't hear what Xiao Zai said clearly, and there was only a universal capsule in his eyes.

"Four-eyed Daoyou, don't hold on to it, that universal capsule will be yours in the future, you can look at it however you want when you get home, now it's time for us to hurry!"

Simu suddenly raised his head and said with great joy.

"What?! This storage magic weapon...... No, the all-purpose capsule, it's mine from today? ”

"Or else? If you don't want it, you can return it to me when you run out. ”

Four Eyes' head shook like a rattle, and he said vigorously, "Yes, yes, yes." Thank you, Brother Chu Dao, I will be your person from today onwards! When you say east, I will never point to west, and when you say north, I will never guide. ”

Chu Xiao smiled puzzledly, why did the four-eyed Daoist suddenly show his loyalty to him, didn't he just give him a universal capsule, isn't it very important? Is it worth it?

There's a lot more in the box around my waist! Boomer's universal capsule company has hundreds of universal capsule production lines, with an output of at least thousands of capsules per day!

Isn't it extravagant?

PS: Hmm...... The bell rarely speaks, and is basically silently coding words.

But I'm going to talk a little bit more about it today.

Because Dragon Ball is about to hit the shelves.

Bell works part-time to write novels, and he works long hours and leaves work at half past nine in the evening, and it is common to write late at night.

Is it hard? Not working hard is to lie to yourself.

Tired? I know best in my heart.

But none of this is important, the important thing is that Bell can write the Dragon Ball in his mind on the platform of the starting point, share it with everyone, and fulfill the Dragon Ball dream together, and Bell will be very happy.

Bell's dream is not high, but I just hope that the book he wrote will be liked and liked, and someone can find the memories of staring at TV and staying up late watching Dragon Ball when he was a child.

To borrow a sentence from the star master.

People must have dreams, otherwise what is the difference between them and salted fish.