"Jingle bell" The old man shook the soul bell all the way and led Qi Ming to the side gate of Wudang City, and the soldiers guarding the city saw the old man and hurriedly opened the door: "Acting elder, I caught one today." ”

The old man Mimi smiled: "Xiao Zhang, you are on duty today, well, it's not bad." Let's go. ”

"Hey, you watch your step, walk slowly." Xiao Zhang said politely.

"Jingle Bell" Soul Bell urges this Qi Ming to move forward, this is not the power that Qi Ming can resist, this feeling is as if Qi Ming is controlled by an inexplicable force is that force to go again, and it doesn't need to go through his brain at all.

The old man led Qiming all the way, met a few acquaintances on the way and greeted him with smiles, others seemed to respect the old man, and soon came to a mountain gate, and the vigorous and powerful forehead plaque was gilded on the majestic style of the "corpse chasing faction".

The old man tidied up his clothes, entered the mountain gate with Qiming, went up the mountain road, and went straight to a courtyard.

Pushing open the door, the old man pinched his sword and pointed "Lean against the wall!" ”

Qi Ming slowly walked to the wall and stood. The old man turned around and entered the house, and after a while, he changed his clothes and came out, touched his goatee, and looked at Qiming: "Well, yes, it's a piece of material, and it's okay to practice as a corpse slave, so I'll discuss it with Old Man Sun tomorrow." Granddaughter, grandpa will come back after going to the burial ground. After speaking, he led Qi Ming to another place, the corpse chasing faction is worthy of being a big faction, standing on a mountain, starting from the halfway up the mountain, a large number of buildings appeared, extending to the top of the mountain, and the buildings below are the residences of the low-level children in the door, the higher the level, the top is a series of offices such as the residence of the head of the house and the main hall. The burial place where the old man went is one of the important places for the corpse faction, and all the captured zombies are centrally imprisoned here, which is convenient for management and can effectively prevent zombies from suddenly preventing them from happening.

The old man led Qi Ming to a valley, where two corpse-chasing disciples were guarding in front of a cave surrounded by iron chains and runes, and the ground was red, probably covered with cinnabar and chicken blood.

"Elder wants luck, this zombie is not mortal at first glance." A disciple stepped forward to flatter.

The old man was very useful, and touched his goatee: "Luck, luck, haha." ”

The zombies in the zombie realm are relatively low-level corpses in the zombie world, but for the corpse chasers, the most common and commonly used is to jump zombies.

Entering the hole, a huge hole inside is presented in front of you, full of rune paper hanging, looking at the demon mirror, trapped corpse locks can be seen everywhere, as well as a large number of cinnabar and exorcism utensils, here zombies are concentrated, always be careful of emergencies, once the zombies break out and hurt people, they must be guarded against, for self-help and other salvation only.

The old man took Qi Ming all the way, although it was said that he was caught in, but for the first time Qi Ming had a feeling that he had found an organization, thousands of zombies were imprisoned here, standing stunned, with the same rune paper on his head, some were imprisoned in an iron cage, and some were wrapped around iron chains, what shocked Qi Ming was that in the innermost part of the cave, more than ten iron chains with charms were wrapped around the thickness of the bowl to tie a bronze coffin, and the coffin was also covered with runes, and carved with unknown words on it. The old man found a vacant seat and shouted at Qiming to go up, Qiming had to go, there were zombies on the left and right, standing stunned, the old man pinched the seal with his hand: "Collect the spirit and return to one, hold the soul and settle the spirit, disease!" With a shout at Qi Ming, Qi Ming felt that he had added an inexplicable layer to his body.

The old man finished his work, clapped his hands, and left.

"Hey, brother. You've been caught too? A voice lingered in Qi Ming's mind.

"Who?" Qi Ming couldn't move, but a question naturally came out of his mind.

"I'm your buddy on the left, the realm of walking corpses, called Yang Maomao." The voice continued.

"Hello, my name is Cao Qiming, jumping stiff realm." Qi Ming hurriedly replied, instantly feeling that he had found a zombie organization, the zombies he had seen before were either legendary existences such as Ouyang Corpse King, or a mountain like the Black Sword Boy, and then an eternal monument like the Corpse King, such a down-to-earth zombie was the first time he had encountered it. It was incredibly intimate. It's like being surrounded by strangers, and suddenly there is a situation when a fellow countryman suddenly appears.

"Cao Da corpse, how did you get caught here?" Zombie Yang Maomao is a little excited, in this dark and cold, I don't know what the fate is, I am afraid that the only ones who can be so optimistic are Yang Maomao and Qi Ming, the two maverick zombies.

"Well, I don't know, I'm walking outside, and I feel a piece of rune paper flying towards me, that's all." Qi Ming said helplessly.

"I just became a zombie, and I didn't even have time to pee before I was caught." Yang Maomao quipped that this is a slang term among zombies, and zombies don't pee, hence the joke.

"Maomao, do you know what this place is?" Qi Ming asked.

"This is the burial ground of the corpse chasing faction, all of us who have been captured are imprisoned here, there are powerful ones, oh, the seventh old man on your right is very powerful, the big corpse of the Black Zombie Realm, when he came in, seven or eight kings and eight were pulled, and the spell chain was tied into a zongzi, and the old man could also rise up, and he tore two kings and eight, before counting." Yang Maomao said.

"What Wang Ba?" Qi Ming asked puzzled.

"It's the eight kings of the corpse chasing faction, they are not the eight kings, who are the eight kings? You see, one day the master went out and wanted them to look good! Yang Maomao swore an oath.

Qi Ming thought it was funny: "Maomao, how did you become a zombie?" “

Zombie Yang Maomao doesn't seem to be sad: "Don't say it, as soon as I say it, I'm unlucky, it's really muddy, I was originally in the Wudang Fortress, the long worker of the Zhao family compound, one day I came back late, the dog's guards didn't let me in, a turtle grandson, I thought that this soldier would also guard all night, since he was not allowed to enter, then he would deal with it at the corner of the city wall for a night, it should be fine, so I found a sheltered place to nest, I didn't expect that I was not a good thing, I fell asleep and sleepwalked, pedaled up the mountain, I was still dreaming, That's it. Anyway, when I woke up, I found myself lying in the woods, the mouse crawled on top of me, I was frightened, hurriedly ran down the mountain, to the outside of the city, the soldiers guarding the city were facing me with swords, guns and halberds, I was stunned, asked them to open the door, who knew that the sound was just screaming, I also panicked, I looked at myself, how could there be a human, the nails were black and long, black and purple, before I could figure it out, a piece of rune paper was attached to my head. “

Qi Ming was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly asked, "Maomao, how long have you been here?" “

"For how long? It's probably two, three, four, or five years, I can't tell, but I went from a walking corpse to a walking corpse in this place. Zombie Yang Maomao said.