"The show begins!"

Xia Yang stared at the LCD TV, his eyes flashing with excitement.

His favorite sight is when people are frightened by his collection.

Now, the good show he likes to watch is about to be staged.

The bone bell in Xia Yang's hand shook even more intensely. The 'snapping' sound is like a war drum. The corpses in the cold storage that 'heard' the drums began to move.

"The corpse is moving!"

"Damn, isn't this an ordinary corpse, but a zombie?"

"There are hundreds of zombies stored in the cold storage...... Who the hell is that guy named Xia Yang? What does he want to do?"

When Lin Siyu, Tan Xiaoxiao and Cheng Haoyu saw the human corpses hanging around, they began to move their hands and feet in a weird and stiff way, and they were all startled after breaking free from the iron hook and jumping to the ground. However, fright is fright, but they did not panic.

Not only because they have seen zombies before, but also because Li Sichen is by their side.

Past experience has made them reach a consensus: as long as Li Sichen is here, no matter how big the problem is, it will be solved!

Even if it's hundreds of zombies, what is it?

"Huh, the performance of these four people is not quite right......" did not see the expected panic scene, which made Xia Yang both disappointed and puzzled. However, this situation did not last long. Because he soon knew why the four young men were able to stay calm enough after seeing his collection.

I saw Li Sichen take out a handful of copper coins from his shoulder bag and sprinkle them around Lin Siyu, Tan Xiaoxiao and Cheng Haoyu, instantly setting up a copper coin array to protect the three of them.

"Scatter money as a battle, gather gas into defense...... This kid is a feng shui master?!" Xia Yang's tone was full of surprise, but he soon laughed again: "Good, good, good, it's really good! The blood and life of a feng shui master are much more useful than ordinary people's." After drinking this kid's blood and refining this kid's life, he will definitely be able to get one step closer to the goal. And his body will also be a very good collectible. I chose to come to Yongcheng City for development, and I was not wrong!"

The bone bell in Xia Yang's hand shook faster again, and the sound of 'click' and 'click' sounded endlessly, like a talisman.

In Xia Yang's view, Li Sichen has become a turtle in the urn and a 'nutrient' for his growth. He licked his lips, expecting the smell of Li Sichen's blood, and said with a cruel smile: "Hehe, boy, do you think these are just ordinary zombies? Soon, you'll be able to appreciate how powerful they are!"

In the cold storage, after Li Sichen scattered the money and set up the array, he told the three of them to stay in the copper coin circle and not go out.

At the same time, the corpses of people who had broken free from the iron hook also rushed towards Li Sichen.

Their posture is stiff, like puppets manipulated by a string. But in terms of speed, it's very fast. Ordinary zombies can't catch up with them at all.

In the blink of an eye, these corpses arrived around Li Sichen, reaching out to grab him.

Li Sichen's cat waist dodged this arm, stepped on the seven star steps, and drilled out of the encirclement from the gaps between the human corpses. At the same time, he took out the ink fountain line from his satchel and wrapped it around the corpses of several other people who pounced on him.

According to Li Sichen's assumption, after the human corpse is entangled in the ink fountain line, it will definitely be restricted in its actions and difficult to move. However, things turned out completely different from what he expected.

These human corpses that were entangled by the ink bucket line actually did not hinder them at all, and continued to pounce on Li Sichen, as if what was wrapped around them was not the zombie's nemesis ink bucket line, but some ordinary ropes! If it weren't for Li Sichen's reaction fast enough, his mental arithmetic ability was strong enough, and he flashed to a safe position in time, I am afraid that he would have been thrown to the ground by these human corpses.

"The ink fountain line is useless, aren't these zombies?" Li Sichen raised his eyebrows.

Although among the zombies, those with high level and strong strength are not afraid of the ink fountain line. However, the sinister aura on these corpses in the cold storage has not yet reached the level of high-level zombies. And judging from the performance of these corpses, there is also a big gap compared with the powerful high-level zombies.

If these corpses are not high-level zombies, then there is only one possibility, they are not zombies!

Just because it's not a zombie, it's not afraid of the ink fountain line!

In order to prove this guess, Li Sichen reached out and took out a stack of rune paper from his satchel. Taking advantage of the opportunity for the corpses to turn around and pounce on him again, he used the runes and rushed into the crowd of corpses. Relying on his extremely powerful mental arithmetic ability and exquisite footwork, he dodged and moved in the crowd of corpses, and while avoiding the grasp of the corpses' arms, he pasted a piece of talisman paper on the foreheads of these corpses.

In just two or three minutes, the foreheads of hundreds of corpses were all pasted with rune paper.

Immediately afterwards, Li Sichen rushed out of the corpse group, grabbed cinnabar ink from his satchel, and sprinkled it on the corpse group with a wave of his hand.

The cinnabar ink fell like raindrops, dripping on the rune paper, instantly forming one mysterious rune after another.

"Xian!" Li Sichen knotted the magic seal with his hands and shouted sharply.

"Pengpeng Peng......" hundreds of rune papers, no fire spontaneously combusted in an instant.

Li Sichen's eyes widened, staring at the foreheads of these corpses.

If they have become stiff, white hairs will grow on their heads. However, at this moment, there is nothing on the foreheads of these hundreds of corpses.

"Sure enough, it's not a zombie!" Li Sichen confirmed his inference.

If it's not a zombie, how can these corpses move?

Could it be that Xia Yang is using some special spell to manipulate these corpses?

Is it a Gu worm, a secret spell, or a puppet?

"Wait, puppet?" Li Sichen's eyes lit up.

Aren't these corpses stiff like those wire-controlled puppets in puppet shows?

"Are these corpses all puppet corpses, and Xia Yang is a corpse controller?" Li Sichen inferred.

Corpse controllers are those who are able to manipulate corpses. For example, the corpse chaser that was once popular in Xiangxi is a branch of the corpse controller!

It's just that corpse chasers are the lowest group of corpse controllers. They were only able to make the corpse walk easily, and could not make the corpse make other more and more difficult commands. And the master of the corpse controller is able to control a corpse and live like a living person, so that people can't find flaws. What's more, after refining the corpse with a secret method, you can even control the corpse to fly into the sky, open mountains and split stones, and exert extremely powerful strength!

So Xia Yang, is it the legendary corpse controller?