Looking at the corpses everywhere, Qin Hui gathered them together while making a fortune from the dead. Although there are not many good things on these disciples, the magic weapon is also shattered. , but under Qin Hui's search, there are still some gains. A command flag with the word thunder written on it, the only remaining talisman sword on Leng Ruohan's body, and a Taoist book on Leng Ruohan's body called Demon Cultivation Technique, and some scattered charms.

Looking at the good things in his hand, Qin Hui lit a fire on top of these corpses. As the fire burned, these Taoist priests who had taken it as their mission to eliminate demons all their lives also turned into ashes with the flames.

The fire was raging, Qin Hui gave one last glance at Leng Ruohan, who was sitting cross-legged in the fire, and then turned to leave.

"Hmm!" Walking only a few hundred meters away, Qin Hui saw a figure lying on the ground, the gorgeous robe that the figure was wearing had long been unrecognizable, only a gold longevity locked in the moonlight, silently announcing his existence.

Qin Hui looked at the name written on the golden lock and walked towards Wang Dali. When he arrived in front of him, Qin Hui found that Wang Dali's eyes were tightly closed, and his body was full of charred wounds, looking like he was dying. If he hadn't shaken occasionally, Qin Hui would definitely think that he had been wiped out. Qin Hui looked at Wang Dali's appearance, shook his head and said, "You are lucky to meet me, otherwise with your appearance, the sun will kill you early tomorrow morning." After saying this, Qin Hui took Wang Dali in his hand and walked towards Wu Zitong's research institute.

"Smack, smack, smack. Open the door and I'm back. With the knock on the door, after a while, Wu Zitong opened the door. After opening the door, Wu Zitong looked at Wang Dali in Qin Hui's hand and asked suspiciously, "Boss, who is this person?" ”

Qin Hui lifted Wang Dali's head, let Wu Zitong look at the fangs exposed in his mouth, and said, "Of course it's a zombie, otherwise I won't be able to go home and sleep!" You need to bring him here! ”

Hearing Qin Hui's words, Wu Zitong smiled and said, "Zombies! Good, good, good. Welcome, welcome, come, boss inside please. ”

Qin Hui carried Wang Dali's body and walked into the building. However, as soon as she entered the building, Qin Hui saw the zombie holding a rag doll and looking at her with a frightened face.

"What do you want to do? How did you put it out again? After seeing this zombie, Qin Hui admonished Wu Zitong.

Hearing Qin Hui's inquiry, Wu Zitong didn't answer, but waved his hand at the zombie and said, "Dumb, go back to the house." With Wu Zitong's words, the zombie named Dumb ran into the house like a human.

Wu Zitong looked at Qin Hui, who had an open mouth and a surprised expression, and said with a smile, "This zombie called Dumb, I gave him an intelligence assessment and found that he has the intelligence of a two-year-old child, and he can already preliminarily distinguish between good and bad others." Now I am his mother in his eyes, and he will do my orders as long as he understands them. So I thought I should have a more intimate relationship with him instead of putting him in a cage. ”

Listening to Wu Zitong's words, Qin Hui threw Wang Dali on the ground and said in a deep voice, "Zitong, you are just an ordinary person, you have no strength to protect yourself at all, you are playing with fire by doing this!" ”

Wu Zitong nodded and said with a smile, "I know, but I need a zombie who can cooperate with me, and I have studied psychology, so I can better understand the meaning of his body." ”

Hearing this, Qin Hui asked rhetorically, "Are you studying zombie psychology?" ”

Wu Zitong shook his head and said, "Human psychology, but I think this can be generalized because he has wisdom." ”

Listening to Wu Zitong's words, Qin Hui sighed, handed him the talisman sword on his back, and some Dao talismans, and admonished, "Since you have this idea, then do what you want." But I warn you that zombies are no different, and there is no precedent for your cultivation method, so you must not be careless, you have this sword with you, but I hope you will not use it that day. Listening to Qin Hui's cautiousness, Wu Zitong also nodded cautiously, and then put the talisman sword on his back.

"Ah, uh." Listening to the strange sound that suddenly sounded, Qin Hui looked towards Wang Dali on the ground and found that he was looking at himself with his eyes open.

Seeing that Wang Dali woke up, Qin Hui squatted beside him, patted his zombie face, and said with a smile, "You can be picked up by me today, and you are considered lucky, otherwise you will definitely not be able to escape the fate of being killed with your current appearance." Feeling Qin Hui's movements, the Zombie King vigorously kept shaking his head, trying to avoid Qin Hui's slapping.

Qin Hui looked at the zombie who wanted to hide but couldn't dodge, turned his head to Wu Zitong and said, "This zombie killed more than a dozen mages tonight, don't look at him like this now, if he gets better, his strength will definitely not be average, so when I am not there, you must be careful of him." ”

Wu Zitong listened and replied affirmatively, "Don't worry, the iron prison I made is not even an elephant to break free." ”

After a few more words with Wu Zitong, Qin Hui stayed here, and in a room on the first floor, he looked at the Taoist book called Demon Cultivation Corpse Technique. This book of Taoism is about training zombies to become their own protectors. This method can enable people to communicate with zombies, first practice the corpse, practice the method, and finally integrate the human corpse, and transform the advantages of zombies into people. In the end, until the zombie's primordial spirit is connected with his own primordial spirit, even if it is done, the corpse practitioner at this time will get the power and defense of the zombie. Looking at this Taoist book, Qin Hui, who was worried about his skills, couldn't help but feel like he had obtained a treasure.

After getting this Taoist book, in the next few days, in addition to going to Uncle Jiu's house every day to say hello, Qin Hui went to Wuma's house to buy two bowls of zombie rice, and then practiced corpses in the small building. In fact, this corpse training is nothing more than soaking the zombie's body with various herbs, so that the zombie's corpse qi is converted into evil qi, and the various resistances of the zombie's body are improved. In this way, under Qin Hui's daily cherishing of medicinal materials and Wu Zitong's scientific nutritional configuration, the skin of these two zombies slowly exuded a metallic light, and between their every move, they became less and less like a zombie.

Wang Dali was soaked in potions by Qin Hui every day, and at the beginning, he resisted very violently, but later, with the changes every day, Wang Dali even began to enjoy it, because these potions were more helpful to it than those blood, so this became a fine zombie. Except for occasionally losing his temper and being beaten by Qin Hui, he usually gets along with Qin Hui very well. You must know that the current Qin Hui is at the same level as the Huoyun Evil God in the movie, and the strength of the Huoyun Evil God in kung fu is obvious to all, so in the eyes of Qin Hui, a master who can defeat the Huoyun Evil God, these zombies who have not comprehended the supernatural powers are not so powerful.

In this way, after more than ten days, Qin Hui began to establish a spiritual link with him, and at this time, Qin Hui didn't know that the Taoist book in his hand was not refining those wild zombies that were born and raised, but refining those corpses that were conceived and raised by the mages of Fumo Mountain with Taoism.

In the basement, Qin Hui sat cross-legged in front of Wang Dali, while Wang Dali was lying flat on the iron bed, and the whole thing was chained. Qin Hui looked at the Taoist book placed on his lap, and at this time, the Taoist book was written, using his own blood to draw a corpse training spell on the zombie's brain, and he could establish a preliminary connection with the zombie.

While Qin Hui was looking at the Taoist book, he used his own blood to draw a spell on Wang Dali's head. With the completion of the last stroke, Wang vigorously struggled violently, and at this time, Qin Hui also had someone else's will in his mind. The idea in that will is very simple, and for the time being, there are only two meanings, one is to vigorously get injections, to eat, to evolve. And the other is to vigorously don't pump the brain marrow, don't do real yàn, don't be accused.

Feeling these two simple thoughts in his mind, Qin Hui, who thought she had succeeded, couldn't help laughing, and thought to herself, as long as my corpse training method is successful, I will get the defense and power of zombies. When the time comes, I combine strength, speed, defense, and skill, and I'm sure I'll be able to grow by leaps and bounds.