After Chen Jing returned to the room, he didn't practice, he sat under the east window and rethought the whole thing.

An ordinary mortal, who has not practiced any martial arts, became an invulnerable zombie on the first day after death.

This is so counterintuitive.

From a corpse to a zombie, it is necessary to absorb external energy.

The corpse is unconscious, and can only passively receive external energy, and cannot actively absorb energy.

Chen Jing didn't know how long it would take for a corpse to cultivate into a zombie, but he was sure that one day would never be enough.

"There are immortal cultivators behind the scenes!"

Chen Jing immediately thought of his previous guess. This is the reason why he did not leave Shizhen County immediately.

If he left alone, it would inevitably be dangerous if he was intercepted and killed by immortal cultivators.

He stayed in Shizhu County, even if he met an immortal cultivator, he could still find someone to make a test knife stone and measure the immortal cultivator's catties.

"An immortal cultivator has been reduced to the point of refining zombies with mortal corpses, and his cultivation is definitely not high. No, he's not as strong as the zombies he raised. ”

After thinking about it for a while, he saw through the depth of this immortal cultivator.

In the world, the aura is almost none, and the immortal cultivators who have a little bit of talent will not stay in the world.

It's very simple, is the zombie refined from the corpse of an immortal cultivator strong, or is the zombie refined by mortals strong?

Even if it is a martial arts master who has practiced horizontal kung fu, it is better than an old lady!

However, this immortal cultivator did not kill the immortal cultivator. I didn't look for a master who practiced horizontal kung fu, but found an ordinary person, and it was easy to see how high his cultivation was.

After figuring this out, Chen Jing couldn't sit still.

He suddenly had an extremely bold idea, he wanted to meet this immortal cultivator for a while to see how many catties and taels the immortal cultivator had.

Immortal cultivators are just mortals who have cultivated spells, they will also get hurt, they will also bleed, and they will also... Die!

For example, when the disciples went to his room to clean up, they could often smell the aroma of rice.

Immortal cultivators are not gods who do not eat the fireworks of the world!

If Chen Jing shows the methods of the supernatural, others will also treat him as an immortal. But is Chen Jing an immortal?

"Don't blame me, you threatened my life. In order to prevent being killed by you, I can only kill you first. ”

At night, a man in black came out of the room, jumped up, and quietly went to the roof. After a few jumps, the figure disappeared into the night.

"Still digging?"

"Dig, keep digging! Just in case, dig at least twenty meters deep! ”

"Master, the thousand catties of boulders you want have been shipped!"

"Are carrion insects and termites ready?"

"It's all ready, sir!"

"Bring all the death row inmates here."

"Remember, don't go near the corpses, and don't go toe-to-toe with them. Everything goes according to plan! ”

There are many people and great strength, and Fang Zhihang is personally in command, and in less than a day, the trap is arranged.

Chen Jing lurked on the roof, quietly watching all this, and he couldn't help but praise Fang Zhihang's caution.

On the street, a dozen or so prisoners with bruises were tied to pillars, each of them drenched in blood, and the strong smell of blood could be smelled from afar.

Around them is a ring trap.

This trap is three meters wide and twenty meters deep, and under the trap, more than two meters of silt has been poured, and it is difficult for martial arts masters to get out if they fall.

The streets were deserted, there were corpses in the daytime, and the people did not dare to go out at night.

On the streets, there were only the wails and cries for help of the death row inmates, and they also understood what was going to happen next.

But what's the solution? Whether they are truly guilty of heinous crimes or have been framed, they will not escape death.

"I don't know if the zombies will come, they should come. In front of mortals, immortal cultivators always think highly of themselves. Even if they knew that there was a conspiracy, they would think in their hearts, how could they fight with immortals. ”

Chen Jing speculated about the thoughts of the immortal cultivators, and he was sure that the immortal cultivators would come.

So, with a flick of his hand, he sprinkled a handful of seeds, and the seeds flew into the air, were blown by the wind, and fell to the ground.

It's been a long time since he's fought with an ability, but it's an instinct that fuses into the depths of his soul, and it only takes a split second for him to get into battle.

And just like that, he waited.

Not only Chen Jing was waiting, but Fang Zhihang and the others were also waiting, hiding in the shops on both sides of the street, nervously waiting for the arrival of zombies.

One pillar of incense, two sticks of incense......

Time passed slowly, the night grew darker and darker, and the moon gradually rose overhead.

"Whew!"

Suddenly, a wolf-like howl came from the end of the street.

The night breeze was gentle, bringing an inexplicable coldness.

Chen Jing's mental head came all of a sudden, he held his breath and concentrated, and his attention was highly concentrated.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

With the naked eye, a figure was jumping up and down, towards the end of the street.

In the middle of the night, the only thing that dares to appear on the street is - zombies!

Fang Zhihang and the others were hiding in the shop, and they couldn't see the zombies in their sight, but when they heard the wolf howl, they all subconsciously tensed their nerves.

This is the county seat, when did you ever come to the wolf?

Everyone was sweating profusely and nervous.

I don't know how long I waited, maybe it was a moment, maybe it was a stick of incense, and finally, the zombie jumped over.

"Ahh

The death row inmates were directly scared by the zombies.

In the moonlight, a monster covered in green hair jumped towards them, and the monster's body was still wrapped in a heavy mist, and it didn't look like a human being.

Corpse monsters, ordinary people are not afraid, even martial arts masters will be afraid when they see it.

In the shop, a member of the civilian team almost screamed in fright, but fortunately, his teammates were bold and reached out to cover his mouth.

"Shh

No one noticed that when the zombie appeared, a vine covered with spikes slowly crawled on the ground, and it crawled very slowly, like a small snake, slowly, and swam to the edge of the trap......

Chen Jing decided to help everyone, as long as the zombie fell into the trap, then, it would not only fall into the mud, but also be entangled in vines, and when the time came, it would be difficult for it to fly.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The zombie has no intelligence, only a blood-sucking instinct, and in the desperate howls of the death row inmates, it jumps, jumps, and jumps, and jumps near the trap.

Thump! Thump!

At this time, Fang Zhihang and the others' hearts rose to their throats, and they couldn't wait to push the zombie and push it into the trap.

However, just as the zombie reaches the edge of the trap, it doesn't move!

“C！ I'm GNN! ”

Fang Zhihang's mood was so bad that he almost scolded.

One step, one step away!

Meanwhile, on the other side of the street, a dark figure sits on a bed.

Under the bed, there were two corpses, a man and a woman, who looked very young, but unfortunately, they died at the hands of the black shadow.

A sneer came out of the black shadow's mouth: "Such a childish scheme, only a fool would be fooled?" ”

He enslaved and sacrificed zombies and was able to see the vision of zombies, so he controlled the zombies to stop.

However, in the next moment, his laughter stopped abruptly.

Immediately, a thin anger erupted from him: "What a gut, a few mortals dare to calculate the poor way." Damn ants, hurt my corpse, I will never give up with you! ”