Zhang Wen carried the baggage: "Auntie, go, I'll take you home." ”

"Hey! Good! "My aunt was blind, but she smiled very happily.

I returned to Zhang's house and settled my aunt, but my aunt's cough became worse and worse.

"Cousin, what should I do?"

Xiaohong was in a hurry.

"If you are sick, ask a doctor, and you remember not to approach it casually in the future."

Although she has become a ghost, Xiaohong's personality is still very weak, nodding obediently and listening to Zhang Wen's instructions.

"Tell me the location of your corpse, and tomorrow I will send someone to collect your bones, so that you don't become a wandering ghost again."

……

midnight

But there are torches burning at the door of the police department,

The flames flickered,

The two policemen standing guard yawned.

Leather boots came from a distance, and the two policemen immediately stood up straight, and after seeing the person clearly, they secretly said that they were in danger.

"Captain!"

"Captain!"

Zhang Wen nodded and asked, "Has Uncle Nine been here?" ”

"It's gone." The policeman guarding the door replied: "Uncle Nine instructed that the corpse will be burned with lychee wood at noon tomorrow, and then the work will be done for seventy-seven or eighty-one days, and you can rest easy, captain." ”

"Seventy-seven-eighty-one?" Zhang Wen glanced at him, and the policeman straightened his waist.

"Stupid, it's seven-seven-thirty-six!" Another policeman whispered.

"You're no better!"

Zhang Wen was helpless: "Forget it, you can count your salary." ”

What he wants is a group of obedient policemen who can carry guns, and as for the improvement of cultural level, we will wait until we have time and energy in the future.

The National Police Agency is small, but it has a lot of organs.

At the request of Zhang Wen, a morgue was also built, and some key corpses would be sent here, with Maoshan Ming and Dabao Xiaobao watching, and generally no eggs could be made.

Although, according to the old tradition, the corpse will be sent to Yizhuang.

However, Zhang Wen can't believe in Uncle Jiu's Yizhuang, and he can't believe in Qiusheng and Wencai.

At the door of the morgue, Dabao and Xiaobao floated boringly.

"Captain!"

Their posture when saluting was higher than the standard of police officers trained by Zhang Wen.

"How's it going inside?"

"Uncle Nine has pasted rune paper, and we can't get in." Dabao replied.

Xiaobao posted a small report: "Uncle Ming has been going to Yihong Courtyard for the past few days, saying that men should go to that kind of place, and he hasn't given us chicken legs for several days." ”

Zhang Wenxu patted Xiaobao's head: "Tomorrow I will have someone give you chicken legs and add two more candles." ”

"Thank you, Captain!"

When Dabao and Xiaobao heard this, they thanked happily.

The days with Zhang Wen are much more comfortable than when they follow Mao Shanming, and they are also willing to help Zhang Wen do some small things when Mao Shanming doesn't care about himself, in exchange for some food and clothing.

"Alright, you guys go back first." Zhang Wen waved his hand and said, "I'll go in and see the corpse." ”

"Yes, Captain!"

Two ghostly lights flashed, and only Zhang Wen was left in front of the morgue.

Zhang Wen pushed the door and walked into the morgue.

There were six corpses parked inside, namely Wu Haichu, the white-haired wizard, Shi Gongzi and three Gu corpses.

"After death, there is also the ninth uncle, who can go directly to the underworld to be reincarnated."

Stopping in front of the white-haired wizard's corpse, Zhang Wen lifted the white cloth and looked at him: "It's cheap for you." ”

Just about to cover the white cloth, Zhang Wen suddenly stopped.

"Refining corpses?"

His eyes lit up slightly: "Refining corpses!" ”

"It's a pity that a corpse in the late stage of foundation building was burned with lychee firewood."

Zhang Wen has always been reluctant to steal other people's corpses to refine corpses because of moral issues, which is a matter of detrimental to yin morality.

But the white-haired wizard gave Zhang Wen a solution.

"To punish evil is to promote good, to refine the corpse on the basis of the corpse of the heinous person, and then use it to punish evil, then what I am doing is good or evil?"

This is a question that is destined to be unanswered at present, but Zhang Wen has an answer to what he wants to do.

That's right, refining corpses!

It is recorded in Wu Zhenren's "Tips for Refining Corpses" that refining corpses is not difficult, and even the things needed are not much, only a coffin and a yin place.

If you don't have both, you need to use blood to borrow moonlight to refine the corpse, because you don't borrow the yin land, all your own mana and essence blood are consumed, so it has a great burden on the body, and this method of refining the corpse is not recommended.

The coffin is easy to find, but the yin land is extremely difficult to find, and if the wizard is not refined into a zombie, Zhang Wen is afraid of long nights and dreams.

He thought back to the contents of "The Key to Refining Corpses", grabbed the corpse of the white-haired wizard to the window, opened the window, and the moonlight was falling in.

His fingers swept the corpse's eyes from the bottom up, and the wizard's corpse snapped open.

Dead air overflowed.

Zhang Wen pinched the magic trick continuously, and his mana quickly decreased.

"If you're lucky, you can suck Lao Tzu's blood when you die!" Zhang Wen bit his finger and pinched the corpse's chin with his other hand to open the corpse's mouth.

Blood dripped into the corpse's mouth.

Tick, tick.

"Mana -1"

"Mana -1"

"Mana -1"

It wasn't until 20 o'clock that all the mana was exhausted, and Zhang Wen stopped.

There is some weakness in the legs.

"It should be able to hold out now."

Zhang Wen leaned against the wall, gasping slightly.

After more than ten seconds, I finally relieved myself.

Looking at the wizard's corpse again, the blood in his mouth was gone.

"It's finished?"

Zhang Wen was surprised.

What surprised him even more was that the pet function was turned on.

"Pet: The Wizard"

"Grade: White Zombie"

"Loyalty: 30"

"Really refined into a zombie, and refined into a zombie baby?"

Zhang Wen looked carefully at the wizard's corpse, and really found that a layer of white hair had grown on his body surface that was not very obvious.

"Roar!"

The corpse suddenly bounced up and grabbed Zhang Wen's neck.

Zhang Wen flexibly turned over to dodge, and the corpse also stood up, with the teeth of the corpse in his mouth extended, no different from ordinary zombies.

"Bang!"

Kicking away the zombie, Zhang Wen casually pulled the white cloth beside him, quickly rotated to twist the white cloth into a strip, and when the zombie pounced again, he pulled the white cloth with both arms and tied the corpse claws.

Tie a dead knot and trample the white cloth under his feet, the zombie had to lie on the ground, Zhang Wencai breathed a sigh of relief.

"I almost overturned, my loyalty is so low, but I'm also a zombie baby."

Zhang Wen didn't care about the corpse struggling, and looked down at the back of the wizard's neck.

"The place that was smashed by the gun has also healed, then...... I kill it, and then refine it into a zombie, and then kill it again, can I brush experience indefinitely? ”

Zhang Wen's eyes lit up, and a shortcut to upgrade to immortal seemed to be displayed in front of him.

"Smack!"

The zombie charm is attached to the corpse's forehead, and the zombie stops struggling.

He clapped his hands and stood up: "Don't worry, I won't cut you until I find the second zombie baby." ”

When the sky is light,

At the entrance of the police department, lychee firewood was used to build up more than one person high, and the white cloth wrapped in corpses was thrown with firewood.

Uncle Nine also got up early and went to the police station to prepare to burn the body.

"All the bodies here?" Uncle Nine asked.

"Yes, all of them!" The policeman in charge of the handling nodded.

"It's better to be all there, or you'll definitely be a corpse." Uncle Nine just wanted to check the corpse on the pyre, but Song Qihu, who had been following Zhang Wen, ran over and lit the pyre with a big fire.

The flames pushed Uncle Nine away, and he couldn't reach out to check it anymore.

He looked at Song Qihu and wanted to say something, but when he thought that Zhang Wen was cautious and should not make such a mistake, he stood aside and quietly watched the flames burn.

Zhang Wen stretched his waist and walked out.

"Uncle Nine, so early?"

"Arwen, I'm here to talk to you about yesterday's murders."

"Homicide!" Zhang Wen glanced at the several corpses that were engulfed in the fire before saying, "Come in and say." ”