"Leave this body behind."

Looking at the puzzled zombie in front of him, the old pedant said: "I'll study it first and see if I can trace it back to the source and find the controller of this zombie." ”

After speaking, the old scholar paused for a moment, looked thoughtfully at Dave, who was holding garlic seeds and secretly hurt himself, and said, "Zhou Li, Tang Guan, do you think this kid's plants have developed?" ”

"I don't know."

Zhou Li shook his head and said sincerely: "I haven't had an in-depth understanding of these plants either. ”

"I don't know."

Tang Guan also shook his head and said solemnly: "I can't go deeper, I don't have the conditions." ”

Looking at Zhou Li, who knocked Tang Guan back on the beam of the room with a rising dragon fist, the old scholar shrugged his shoulders and said calmly:

"Zhou Li, see if you can help this foreigner, I feel that this plant of his seems to have a restraining effect on evil spirits, but he forgot about regional differences and was caught off guard."

"Tang Guan, you can help them too."

Tang Guan, who was on the beam, lowered his little head with difficulty, and after coughing twice, he was afraid that the old pedant would not be able to hear, so he asked loudly: "How can I help?" Is it adulterated? ”

"This place is a place where Ming students gather, famous and decent, how can you loudly discuss poisons, such a thing as poison?"

Facing the old pedant with righteous words, a trace of realization flashed on Tang Guan's face, and then he asked, "Then what should I do?" ”

The old scholar raised his head and persuaded bitterly, "You can speak quietly next time." ”

Yes.

The three people of Qianhu on the side have gradually gotten used to it, and they found that as long as they are related to Zhou Li and Tang Guan, the two pollution sources, this person doesn't care how normal he looked before, he is definitely not a normal person anyway.

Put the stinky tofu in the toilet, even if it doesn't fall in, you won't dare to eat it.

"Alright, let's do our own thing."

Zhou Li walked up to the zombie, kicked the other party, and made a grasping motion without leaving a trace. Then he looked at Dave on the side, a look of surprise flashing in his eyes.

[Silver Destiny Line: Master, I'm going to become an immortal!! 】

[Dao Ye is here! That Dao Master has the secret to becoming an immortal, the materials for becoming an immortal, the human flesh skull of an immortal, and even a demon monk zombie that can make your merits complete! Except for the apprentice in his belly who has not yet digested it, this Taoist master is the best choice for apprenticeship! 】

(Grasp the fate line, you will embark on the road to becoming an immortal, if you can become an immortal, the sins of the past can be written off, why care?) ）

"Huh."

Zhou Li looked at the line of fate that was shining with flesh and blood, and standing in the spinning of fate in the eight directions, he stretched out his hand and gently held this silver thread where blood and muscles trembled.

Subsequently, shredder vigorously.

"Hurry up and bring it up."

Zhou Li didn't care about the painful wail when the fate line was torn, rubbed his hands, and waited for the familiar voice to sound.

[Messing into the line of fate: Will the beautiful girl droughtle dream of a muscular pea shooter]

[That Dao people want to create the drought fish, and they want to slaughter the North Liang and make the city a sacrifice of the drought fish. But he ignored you, you rotten king! He would never have imagined that the drought that had been red for thousands of miles was about to be beaten by a group of devils and vegetative people on the ground, and the culprit was you! The king of the North Beam! 】

[Grab that fate line, who knows what will happen]

Without thinking about it, Zhou Li directly held this fate line. With the chaotic luster, the pale green chaotic lines wrapped around Zhou Li's arm, and then gradually faded. Soon, Zhou Li broke away from the small world spun by the fate of the eight directions, and his consciousness returned to reality.

"What's wrong?"

Tang Guan, who climbed down from the beam, clapped his hands, and then asked Zhou Li, "Are you going to discuss his plants with Dave?" ”

"Hmmm..."

Zhou Li came back to his senses, he looked at the brown-haired foreigner who was swaying to the side, and he almost had an iron basin on his head, and he gradually had a prototype of a plan in his heart.

"I have a brand new idea."

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It's going to be locked down again.

When the people in the city learned that the county order Li Kuan ordered the city to be closed again, there was a lot of discussion for a while, and they all had different thoughts.

Some people began to hoard rice, flour, grain and oil, ready to sell them at high prices. Some people spread rumors that evil spirits had invaded Beiliang and incited the masses to flee. It is also said that he saw with his own eyes that the Taixue Mansion made a trade with the monsters, and that he wanted to use the people of a city as sacrifices in exchange for fame and fortune.

Then, the locals of Beiliang, who laughed at the outsiders, happily returned to their homes, did not rush to buy together, nor prepared to flee, but just lived their lives as usual.

This night, the locals of Beiliang slept more and more dead, and when they went out to the toilet, they all closed their eyes, pretending that they couldn't see or hear anything. The next day, these people called their friends again, came to the entrance of the market, and began to stroll around like a lantern festival.

They visited the wealthy businessmen who were hung on bamboo poles and held oil lamps in their hands, admired the gringos hanging upside down on the cross and washed in the cold water, and also took a commemorative photo with the monsters caught by thousands of households in front of Zhou Li's shop.

As for those who say that Li Kuan collaborated with the enemy...

Please, it's okay to say this joke once, it's not funny to say too much.

Raising his head and looking at the towering city wall in front of him, the Taoist casually threw aside the corpse of the official who had lost all his blood, squinted his eyes, and a fierce flash flashed in his eyes.

Zombies who dare to rob the Taoist and look for death.

In the eyes of this person, he was controlling the zombie at that time, wanting to kill the old thing that didn't know whether to live or die. Just when the zombie was about to stab the old thing in the throat, he actually lost control of the zombie.

Someone must have used a spell to manipulate the corpse and snatched the zombie that he had worked so hard to cultivate!

The Taoist didn't think about "his own zombie was killed" at all, he saw clearly at that time, the others didn't make a move at all, and the old man was stunned as if he was scared stupid. The only explanation is that his zombies are haired.

Thinking of this, there was a dark cloud in the hearts of the Daoists. He patted his belly and said softly in a low voice:

"Apprentice, your master was robbed of something, I'm so sad."

"Ah, sure enough, it's my good boy, your heart is your favorite part, and you want to give it to me?"

"Our master-apprentice friendship is really strong, rest assured, apprentice, I will never refine your soul, you and I will be masters and apprentices for the rest of our lives!"

After happily speaking to the apprentice who had no digestion in his stomach, Gui Daozi raised his head and looked at the city wall, and the murderous intent in his eyes continued to condense.

Let's kill the big soldiers on the city wall first, and refining them into walking corpses can also have some effect.

The corpse of the servant on the side slowly stood up, and the original frightened expression became numb, and his pale face was bloodless, only the slender and sharp nails on his hands flashed with a strange flush.

Lockdown?

Can you seal Dao Ye me?

The Taoist closed his eyes, and the eyes of the corpse of the servant suddenly bloomed with the luster of a human being. With the sound of flesh and blood solidifying, the official who originally looked like a corpse suddenly turned ruddy, no different from his appearance before his death.

The Taoist has become a servant.

"A weak body."

Twisting his neck, the official who was already Gui Daozi skillfully made an ordinary human smile, and then he picked up the long knife on the side, put the Daoist's body in a hidden place, and slowly walked towards the city gate.

Before he could get close to the city gate, Gui Daozi's leaning officials heard a quarrel.

"Why do you keep watch day and night? Why don't you take turns on duty? How is it possible to maintain sufficient physical strength in this way? How to make the city defense of Beiliang impregnable? ”

"Sir, I... We were missing a shift of people and had to make up for it, so we stayed up late on duty. We, we can't help it. ”

sneering in his heart, Gui Daozi was wearing some tattered official clothes, and disdain also appeared in his heart.

Quarrel, hold a grudge against your commanders, and then I will only have to show a miracle at will, and the men guarding the gates will be all my servants.

"How can this work?!"

The strong voice sounded again, and then, Gui Daozi heard a sincere and gentle voice sound.

"Now go and rest at once. I'm here to watch this night shift, tomorrow morning you have a little more rest, eat well, and I'll help you guard the city!" ”

"I am a thousand households in brocade clothes, and I will do what I say!"