"Hey, little monk, since you're not angry, why don't you talk to me?"

I am still young, and some young people are very aggrieved by the tepid attitude of the little monk, so they relentlessly stepped forward to ask.

The little monk Huineng turned his head to look at me: "If there is anything you want to ask, you can ask directly, the little monk is very busy and has no time to talk to the senior brother." ”

I'm going, chattering? Am I the kind of mother-in-law and mother-in-law?

I thought for a moment and asked, "Let me ask you, what do you mean by the green murder and the white murder you have been talking about before?" ”

"You don't even understand the green murderer and the white murderer?"

Huineng looked at me with a little curiosity.

"Ah, if you don't understand this, can't you?"

Huineng's gaze made me a little unnatural.

"Mingxin Valley is also a famous sect, why don't disciples even understand the most basic things?"

The little monk was obviously puzzled.

"Me, I've only been getting started for a long time."

When the little monk said this, I suddenly felt embarrassed and hurriedly explained.

"Oh, then you should call me Senior Brother."

The little monk stretched out his hand and said with a Buddha salute.

I, I became the youngest one again in a few words, and I found that this little monk seemed to take me into the ditch in two or three sentences, and I didn't hear a word about the things I wanted to ask, and the things I didn't want to hear came directly to a lot.

"Why, look at you like this, but you're only a teenager, why should I call you senior brother?"

I argued with reason, how can I not lose the name of Mingxin Valley.

The little monk did not argue, and recited the Buddha's horn again: "Senior brother and junior brother don't matter, the character of Huineng is to eliminate evil and promote goodness, and senior brother only needs to assist me." ”

I had no choice but to nod and say, "Okay, little brother Huineng, what, you haven't told me the difference between the green and the white." ”

Huineng said as he walked: "Zombie, do you know, senior brother? ”

I nodded, "Of course I know this." ”

Huineng nodded, and then explained: "There are many kinds of zombie fans, except for some jumping corpses, flying corpses, corpse kings, and the four zombie true ancestors, the most ordinary zombies are also wild and human-raised. ”

I stuck out my tongue and said, "A zombie, and so many others, aren't they all eating human blood?" And human-raised zombies? ”

Huineng shook his head and said: "There are many kinds of zombies, this thing jumps out of the Three Realms, not in the Five Elements, the general magic is difficult to deal with, it is to have a corpse chasing family, specializing in raising zombies, used to serve themselves, and wild zombies are even more vicious and unmatchable, human-raised zombies generally have control methods, except for some zombies that have surpassed the strength of corpse chasers, other ordinary zombies are not to be feared, but wild zombies are different."

The resentment of heaven and earth is extremely mysterious, and the vast majority of wild zombies are made of resentment, and the two of them, the Great Elder and Yu Gong, are wild zombies formed by resentment.

Of course, they are the more alternative existence of wild zombies, which is what I call the green and white murderers.

The purification of the Great Elder is relatively slow, she is just a green murderer, the green murderer is a pure resentment intensification, people are the same as everything, they will rot after death, they will give birth to corpse spots, they will grow hair, the Great Elder is an ordinary way of transformation, that is to say, she became a zombie after giving birth to corpse spots, but Yu Gong is different.

Yu Gong should have encountered something strange after becoming a green murderer, and he evolved very quickly, so he became a white murderer. ”

Hui Neng said this, and I naturally thought that Yu Gong had sucked the big snake dry, and also sucked the rabbit and many other creatures dry.

"On top of the white murderer, there is also the black murderer, that is, when those white hairs turn black, this zombie becomes a black murderer, a black murderer zombie......"

Huineng said halfway and didn't say anything more.

I couldn't help but ask: "Then how do you divide those corpse kings, jumping corpses, flying corpses, etc., that you said?" ”

Huineng continued: "That's different, in fact, jumping corpses and flying corpses are already the performance of entering the zombie clan and carrying out orthodox cultivation, many jumping corpses and flying corpses have had contact with humans, and some of them can evolve into corpse kings."

Like the Great Elder and Yu Gong, they haven't really practiced yet, they just rely on their own strength to act, and their strength is no worse than some ordinary jumping corpses and flying corpses, once Yu Gong becomes a black murderer, then his strength will not even be inferior to the Corpse King, and he is not as rational as the Corpse King, so it will become a catastrophic existence. ”

I couldn't help but snort: "Bah, what are you talking about, where can it be so easy to become a black murderer?" ”

Huineng hurriedly saluted: "Amitabha, it was the little monk who said the wrong thing, Mingxin Valley Mountain Spirit will never appear such a murderous thing." ”

I nodded and said, "The little monk will also have times when he says the wrong thing and speaks?" ”

Huineng hurriedly bowed his head and kept reciting the Buddha's name: "Senior brother, spare the little monk." ”

I looked at the little monk Mu Ne's appearance, and laughed: "Okay, don't pretend to be like this, I said you, how long have you been in Mingxin Valley?" ”

The little monk gave me a strange look: "As soon as I arrived in Mingxin Valley at noon, I encountered a corpse change. ”

"I mean, you've run out of dry food along the way, right? Hungry or not? ”

I asked with a smile and pointing to the little monk's hand on his stomach.

The little monk suddenly blushed: "This ......"

'Gollum ......'

A sound of an empty stomach sounded, and it made me laugh non-stop.

"Okay, little monk, don't say anything else, hurry up, I'll take you to find something to eat."

As I spoke, I swaggered towards the mountains and forests.

The little monk hesitated, and finally shouted behind me: "Senior brother, little monk, don't eat meat." ”

I waved my hand; "You can't eat meat if you want to, and the living creatures in this forest are probably all cleaned up by those two zombies."

"Amitabha! Good, good, good! ”

As soon as I said this, Huineng actually sang the Buddha's horn compassionately.

I couldn't help but feel funny, shook my head, took the little monk to the depths of a dense forest, found some orange fruits, picked some and stuffed them for the little monk and said, "Eat, this thing can be eaten." ”

The little monk looked at me curiously, stuffed a fruit in his mouth, chewed it very sweetly, and said while swallowing his saliva: "Senior brother, this fruit is so delicious, you are so good, you can find such a delicious fruit." “

I laughed, "It's like you know so many zombies, I know the utility of some wild plants, that's all." ”

The little monk Huineng said with a Buddha salute again: "Amitabha, what the senior brother said is really reasonable. ”

I said helplessly: "I said Huineng, can you not be Amitabha Buddha at every turn?" We're about the same age, can't you just talk casually? ”