John shook his head and threw his unrealistic ideas out of his head.

How is it possible, there are too many strong people in this world to count, and any one of them can pinch him to death, it must be because the lich in front of him is too weak.

Thinking of the reason to convince himself, John was also a lot more relaxed, he looked at the lich head in his hand and said, "Do you have anything to do with that necromancer?" Better don't lie to me, you know the magic book and you know him. ”

John threatened to exert force on his hand, and the lich head, feeling the oppression, said in a panic, "I said I said! ”

The strength from John's hand stopped, and the lich breathed a sigh of relief, and said, "The little bug (necromancer) you mentioned was actually him who stole the magic book I found from the ruins, and I have been chasing him for several years in order to catch him, and now I have finally caught up with him." ”

The Lich's tone was rather bitter, as if he had put a lot of effort and suffered a lot to catch the necromancer.

None of this is John's business, anyway, he thinks that this lich is really disgraced to them, it took a few years to catch a person, and the efficiency of work is no one, and the most important thing is that you can still be stolen by someone a lich, John also has nothing to say, it is not unreasonable for him to be killed by his own move, it is really weak.

When the lich saw John's look of shame, his face turned red with shame, and if he still had a face, he explained, "Well, I can't be blamed for this! Who called this little bug too cunning, sneaked into my house, and by the time I found out, everyone had already run away! ”

It's really weak, this lich has a very low IQ, I really don't know how he became a lich, John's eyes were full of disgust.

Seeing that the lich was still tirelessly explaining, John slapped his palm on the door of his head to stop him, remembered the matter, and said, "By the way, since you are a lich, do you have an army of the undead?" ”

The lich may be asked where he is embarrassed, and it takes him a long time to say, "No, no." ”

John didn't bother to ask why, he probably guessed anyway, how could such a weak lich have.

I'm so disappointed, it's useless, forget it, kill it.

Seeing the murderous intent in John's eyes, the lich immediately panicked, and he hurriedly said, "Please, don't kill me, I won't dare next time!" It's true! ”

I'm tired of a big grass, John is shocked, this lich has come out of the sky, he really hasn't seen such a cowardly lich, where has the previous Wang Ba's aura gone?

To kill or not to kill is entirely up to John's decision, and after thinking about it carefully, John still decides to let him go.

Of course, not for free, but to take out all the valuable things on him.

As if he was about to cry, the lich reluctantly took out all his things from the storage ring, books, materials, gold coins, equipment, etc., piled up at a height that did not even exceed the lower half of his body, too little, too poor.

The lich knelt on the ground, looked like he was about to cry, and said, "This is all I have, there is really nothing, woo." ”

It's a shame, John leaned down and turned over the items, his face getting darker and darker, because he had all these things, he didn't need them at all, and the gold coins were pitiful, and he was poorer than him.

Sighing at his bad luck, John turned around and went back the way he came, saying, "You remember me, don't let me see you next time, or I'll kill you." ”

The lich was stunned for a moment, but he still nodded desperately, put away the things on the ground, and the high-ranking undead beside him also quickly helped the lich, and the two hurriedly fled in the opposite direction.

John was really drunk, and he thought there was some earth-shattering battle, but he didn't expect it to end in such a dramatic ending.

To use a phrase from the original world, the forest is big, and there are all kinds of birds, even strange lichs.

The captain led someone to appear in front of John, and after he heard the strange noise here, he hurried here, and when he saw John, he said worriedly, "What happened?" ”

Thinking of his earth-shattering punch, John explained with a smile: "Ah, that, that's the sound of the hole I smashed!" Don't care! ”

The captain's face was a little strange: "That, in fact, there is a place to go to the toilet in the hotel, is it too remote here?" ”

John's expression froze, coughed a few times, glanced at the surrounding trees, and casually came up with a reason: "I am usually used to being in the wilderness, and I can't help but come to this place, please don't care." ”

The captain and the others had an urge to fall to the ground, and this reason was strange enough.

………

Late night soon came, and the people of the inn soon fell asleep, turning off all the lights, and the bright inn and the surrounding houses fell into darkness and silence.

Because it's a hotel, there are too many rooms upstairs to count, and one room per person is fine.

Men are bold, there is no problem with sleeping in one room, the bed that has not slept for a long time, plus drinking too much wine, just lying on the bed people snoring and sleeping more than pigs, fortunately the sound insulation effect of the room is not bad, otherwise someone must have to shoot the wall.

Women are naturally timid, so they choose to sleep together in a large room with four beds.

When John and Shirley met, they had already returned from the shower, and they each looked at each other and didn't say anything, and from then until now, she hadn't spoken to John for hours, which made John a little embarrassed, thinking that she was still angry about what had happened before.

Lying in bed, John was in the dark room looking through the magic book he had obtained from the necromancer's basement, he was a lich, unlike humans who need to sleep to replenish their spirits, and he couldn't sleep, he could only stay awake forever, so he usually spent reading books or doing experiments or something to pass the time.

The worn-out magic book with the red cover seems to have been around for a long time, and most of the words on the pages can be understood, although it is in the language of some regions, but it is still no problem for John, who has a wealth of knowledge and is proficient in the history of many Chinese.

The more he reads, the more John has to praise the author of this magician, each page of information requires him to spend a lot of time to analyze and consume, deeper knowledge of magic theory, excellent and theoretical magic array construction and analysis, I didn't expect this magic book to record the resurrection magic theory.

John had only thought that this kind of thing existed in the treasures of some bigwigs, and never imagined that one day he would get the opportunity to consult it.

This magic book aroused John's curiosity for a long time, his hands were a little itchy, and the desire to find something to try became more and more intense, but he could only endure it because of the current situation.