Chapter Ninety-Four: Sweeping the Zombies!

Feng Wanli gently pumped, the silver needle detached, and the long needle, which was originally shining silver, was already black at this time, and a fishy smell continued to come out of it.

"Uncle Shi, look!"

Seeing this strange scene, Feng Wanli hurriedly handed the corroded and blackened silver needle in his hand to Uncle Jiu and asked, "What the hell is going on?"

"Yes, master!"

Wen Cai on the side nodded again and again: "I obviously saw that he was bitten and didn't look good, why does he look like a dragon and a tiger now." ”

Uncle Jiu's face froze, he looked at Shi Shaojian, who was gradually moving away, and said slowly: "If my guess is correct, he has become a corpse demon!"

"Ghouls?"

Feng Wanlijian's eyebrows frowned slightly, and he was quite unfamiliar with the so-called corpse demon.

Uncle Nine stared at the silver needle in his hand and explained: "Although he acts as usual, and his mentality and appearance are the same as ordinary people, in fact, he is already a dead man. ”

"If you want to continue to sustain life, you must suck the blood of people born in the lunar year and the lunar month every day. ”

Speaking of this, Uncle Nine turned his head and walked directly in the direction of Yizhuang.

"Master, what the hell should I do!"

Wen Cai's face was confused, and he couldn't help but say, "You can't let that Shi Shaojian continue to kill people." ”

Uncle Nine had a calm face and waved his hand: "Let's have a hundred treasure soup first, and put this corpse demon in order!"

"Baibao soup?"

Qiusheng looked puzzled: "What is Baibao Soup?"

"Just find a hundred treasures and put them in a pot to make soup. ”

Uncle Nine put his hands behind his back and continued: "As long as you pour that stinky boy with Baibao soup, he will appear." ”

Wen Cai scratched his head: "Master, where can I find a hundred kinds of treasures!"

Looking at the two living treasures asking questions, Feng Wanli couldn't help but roll his eyes: "If you are the ninth uncle, you can't teach these two apprentices, you won't be angry." ”

Return to Yizhuang.

Qiusheng and Wencai began to prepare Baibao soup.

I saw that there was a big pot in the center, and on the left side were grains, and almost everything that could be eaten was spread out in front of them, and the two of them brought the last two dustpans over.

Uncle Nine glanced at the two of them and said, "How many things have you prepared?"

"Ninety-eight, counting exactly ninety-eight kinds. Qiusheng touched his head and replied.

Wen Cai lowered his head and pinched his fingers and said silently: "It's ninety-eight, plus the shit that just fell, it's ninety-eight." ”

Seeing that the two of them were confirmed, Uncle Nine nodded, and said to Qiusheng to the side: "Borrow something from you and make up a hundred." ”

Qiusheng's face was pale.

Then Lin Zhengying took out a pair of scissors, directly reduced a strand of hair on the survival hair, and threw it into the cauldron.

Qiusheng hurriedly said: "The body is skinny, and the parents who receive it can't be damaged anymore." ”

Lin Zhengying ignored him, twisted him over, cut his nails again, and said, "I've hurt it once, and I don't care about the second time." ”

Click.

The nails fell into the pot, and the baibao soup began to boil.

The smell of Babao soup is very unpleasant, and the original black liquid slowly disappears as it heats up, and it is extremely clear.

With the Baibao soup refining completely.

Uncle Nine got three bamboo tubes, which were filled with Baibao soup, and handed them over: "Early tomorrow morning, you will set out to subdue the corpse demon, and every extra night, there will be a person born in the lunar year and the moon to be mutilated." ”

Looking at the night that was gradually enveloping outside the window, Feng Wanli's heart moved, knowing that this was the only time he could hunt for life energy.

Back in the house, Feng Wanli closed the door tightly, opened the window, jumped out, and went straight out of the yard.

Mass graves.

"Whew!"

A gray light flashed, Xiaoyu slowly appeared in front of Feng Wanli, and Ying Ying smiled: "Feng Lang, you finally came to see me, I really miss you." ”

"How's the Blood Fountain now?"

In addition to increasing his strength and touching the pen immortal brand on his neck, Feng Wanli's greatest concern was whether the blood spring would erupt, causing it to attract the attention of Uncle Nine and Shi Jian.

Xiao Yu looked worried: "The situation is not very good, the three corpses have swelled to twice the size of ordinary people, I am worried that the three corpses will be destroyed in a few days." ”

Feng Wanli stared, looked at the zombie forest in the north, and made up his mind: "No matter, go out with me tonight." ”

"Yes, Fenglang!"

Xiao Yu did not have the slightest doubt about Feng Wanli's request, because for Xiao Yu, obeying Feng Wanli was far better than his own life.

Although due to time problems, Feng Wanli has not accumulated enough talismans, but now the time is short, if the plot does not change, tomorrow will be the decisive battle between Shi Jian and Uncle Jiu, and tonight I need to save a little life energy, and I will have the bottom in my heart.

The zombie forest is not far from the mass grave, and it only took more than half an hour for a person and a ghost to walk under the road at night, and they arrived at the zombie forest.

Looking at the zombie forest full of zombies in the mountains, Feng Wan pointed to a coffin on the left side and said:

"Xiaoyu, wrap that coffin!"

This is the strongest zombie within ten meters, feeling the powerful yin qi in it, and the strength should be around the fifth layer of qi training.

"Twenty-five life energy!"

Feng Wanli silently chanted, raised his hands, and two arcs of electricity instantly enveloped his hands, and the purple spiritual power mass in his body continued to flow, and in just a few seconds, its volume was reduced by one-tenth.

"Open!"

A slap opened the coffin, and the purple-white arc at both hands instantly hit the face of the jumping corpse in the coffin.

The jumping corpse was really unlucky, lying in the coffin well, and no one was provoked, only for a moment, the head was hit by an electric arc, and in an instant, the powerful lightning instantly shattered its head.

"Ding Dong! Kill the five-layer jumping corpse of Qi training, and gain twenty-five points of life energy. ”

Listening to the system prompt sound in his ears, a trace of joy flashed in Feng Wanli's eyes, and he pointed towards a zombie coffin that exuded the strength of the fourth layer of Qi training: "Wrap that coffin around!"

"Yes!

Xiao Yu smiled, and the two white silks in her hands quickly flew out, like two white ropes, directly wrapped the coffin tightly, and then pulled it hard, and the coffin more than two meters high was directly lifted over.

"If you practice the fourth layer of qi!"

Feng Wanli silently chanted, his right hand emitted a faint golden light, King Kong did not move the body of the Ming King instantly, and under the condensation of the Buddha's light, a slap fell.

"Click!"

A sound sounded like a watermelon shattering, and the jumping corpse of the fourth layer of Qi cultivation instantly shattered its head and died tragically in an instant.

"Ding Dong! Kill the fourth-layer jumping corpse of Qi training, and gain twenty points of life energy. ”

Listening to the system prompt sound in his ears, Feng Wanli was overjoyed in his heart, and continued to Xiaoyu: "Continue!"

Because of the zombie king, Feng Wanli didn't dare to get too close to the top of the mountain, and could only sweep away the low-level jumping corpse in front of him.