Zhang Yuan took the brush in his hand and kept writing the same handwriting on the remaining yellow paper, and after a while, all these yellow papers were filled with blood-red mysterious words. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Then Zhang Yuan folded all the papers into a thousand paper cranes and placed them on his desktop.

His hands continued to form complex patterns, and after a while, Zhang Yuan's hands were so fast that they couldn't be captured by the naked eye.

Suddenly, Zhang Yuan slapped all his hands on the tabletop, and there was a shock, and all the thousands of paper cranes on the table were shaken up.

"Zha!"

A commanding tone blurted out from Zhang Yuan's mouth.

All the paper cranes flying in the air were quietly suspended in the air, waiting for Zhang Yuan's orders.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Yuan couldn't help but nodded, a satisfied look on his face, and then he put one of his hands on his throat.

A strange but delightful chant came from Zhang Yuan's throat, and the thousand paper cranes in front of Zhang Yuan kept flying after hearing this sound.

As Zhang Yuan's hand pointed to the sky, they all turned into milky white carrier pigeons, scattering into the distance.

After a while, all the carrier pigeons dissipated in front of Zhang Yuan, and Zhang Yuan looked solemnly at the carrier pigeons flying away.

He muttered to himself: "Whether I can succeed or not depends on this time!"

If you are defeated, you will die! Your soul will be scattered!"

Zhang Yuan shook his head and put away his altar and walked towards the city, he also had to explain the benefits and disadvantages to the county zun in the city, and let the county zun persuade the people of Hongwu County to hide.

As for the relocation of these people, it is not easy to say!

A large number of carrier pigeons flew towards the outside of the county, attracting the crowd of onlookers, and the people below pointed at the carrier pigeons, not knowing why, although nothing happened.

These people were still in trepidation, and the market, which was supposed to last for a long time, fell silent at its most lively.

Outside the county seat, in a forest, there are all kinds of dead corpses, all of which are wild beasts that live in this forest.

But whether it is a strong tiger or a weak gray rabbit, none of them are spared by the tragic murder.

The blood was sucked dry, and all these innocent creatures that had lived in the woods died.

Next to a large tiger, a humanoid object in a tattered robe was sucking the tiger's blood, and the tiger struggled weakly, gradually losing its life.

The strange man got down from the tiger's corpse, looked at the miserable scene he had created around him, and said, "It's not enough, this blood is only for me to fill my stomach, and it can't provide me with more energy!"

The voice of the strange man is sometimes male and female, sometimes old and sometimes young, and dozens of unusual sounds continue to come out of the throat of the strange man.

This is all the victors left after the battle in the eccentric's body.

For zombies, the so-called blood is a kind of food, and sucking the blood is to fill the stomach.

The blood of the dead is like an expired meal, it has no nutrients, and it is harmful, although it is not fatal, but drinking too much will lead to a decrease in strength.

The blood of a living person is a nutritious delicacy, and the more powerful the creature, the more nutritious his blood will be.

However, there is still a gap in this, and that is the existence of the soul.

The soul is not something that can be born with it, the creation of the soul is the condensation of the will of the strong, and it will only appear in the body of the strong, as well as in the body of his descendants.

Creatures with souls are a hearty meal for zombies, which can not only strengthen their physical bodies, but also improve their strength and break through their own realms.

And a soulless creature is just a large blood source, which can only maintain its own strength and will not decline, and cannot provide strong strength.

The way zombies pass on to the next generation is to suck creatures that have souls and the like, suck out their souls, and keep their spirits.

The soul represents the soul energy, and the spirit also represents memory.

Suck out the soul and leave the spirit behind, and the creature will be resurrected from the dead, because the lack of the soul will prompt the newly dead corpse to desperately need the first breath of blood to obtain the existence of the soul from other people.

So newborn zombies can't resist the temptation of blood.

The strange man left his body all over the ground and headed for a hidden cave.

After a while, the already silent forest became even more silent, there was no trace of life, and there was a dead beast everywhere.

Countless white flying pigeons galloped in all directions, searching for the existence of soul chasing in the thirteen counties of Dingzhou.

The mission of these carrier pigeons is not to find the existence of soul chasers, but to go to the station of the black-clothed feather forest guard stationed in Dingzhou.

As for where they are, I really don't know, but as an intelligence agency with influence all over Dingzhou, if you can't even notice this unusual thing.

That Zhang Yuan felt that the intelligence agency in Dingzhou would be finished sooner or later.

Not long after the carrier pigeon flew away from Hongwu County, in various places below, there was a bow and arrow aimed at the carrier pigeon flying in the sky.

A sharp sound of breaking the air sounded in the air, and the galloping arrows shot quickly towards the carrier pigeons in the sky.

A wail sounded, and all the pigeons that had been galloping were shot.

One after another, the black figures quickly galloped towards the falling figures of the carrier pigeon, and after a while, these black shadows disappeared.

Also missing were the carrier pigeons that had been shot.

In a secret stronghold of Yulinwei in Dingzhou, an elegant middle-aged man looked at the books in his hand elegantly, shaking his head from time to time and reading the literary classics on the books.

It can be seen that he is enjoying himself, this person is the captain of Qingshan County, don't look at him dressed as a scholar.

His martial arts are not weak, and he is also ranked first among the thirteen counties of Dingzhou.

Just as Captain Aoyama was immersed in the sea of books, there was a knock on the door, and an old but neutral voice sounded outside the door.

"Master, someone outside asked to see him, saying that he wanted to report it again!"

"Let him in!"

"Yes!"

A thin man walked in, but with a very strong and capable force.

The man did not say a word when he came in, but took out the paper crane in his hand that was folded from yellow paper and placed it on the table of the middle-aged scribe.

Then he quickly retreated.

Captain Aoyama looked at the thousand paper cranes folded from yellow paper, and opened the yellow paper with a solemn face.