Chapter 90: Temptation!

"And where's the coffin fungus?"

Qiusheng looked left and right, his face puzzled.

Uncle Nine glanced at Qiusheng and explained: "The bandit leader died with hatred, the resentment was too heavy, and a mouthful of resentment went up his throat, forming a fungus, and this resentment went in and out of his throat, this is the so-called coffin fungus." ”

"It turns out that the coffin fungus is like this!"

Feng Wanli nodded, but he felt that this thing was a little disgusting, and he was in and out of his throat... Throat...

"That's it!"

Qiusheng nodded again and again, with a look of sudden realization: "I thought it was a wood fungus growing on the coffin board." ”

"Master, how do you get it?"

Wen Cai scratched his head and asked the most critical question, the coffin fungus is in the zombie's mouth, how should this coffin fungus be taken out of its mouth?

Uncle Nine glanced at Wen Cai and waved his hand: "It's very simple, just open the coffin lid and suck it out of the zombie's mouth." ”

Wen Cai thought about it carefully and nodded again and again: "Oh... Yes, yes, it's very simple!"

The wind is dark, is this really stupid or fake?

Seeing Wen Cai say this, the corners of Uncle Jiu's mouth raised slightly, and he asked, "Then who will take it?"

Qiusheng Wencai was very acquainted at this time, looking at each other, and no one replied.

Seeing that the two of them didn't speak, Uncle Nine turned his head to look at Qiusheng and said, "You said it was wrapped around you." ”

Wen Cai's eyes flashed with a hint of joy, and he nodded again and again: "Yes, yes, yes! I heard it too." ”

After all, the Zombie King is an existence that even the master does not dare to face easily, and no matter how stupid Wen Cai is, he will know that it must be very dangerous to collect the coffin fungus.

Uncle Nine nodded: "You are lucky, although it is fifteen today, there is no moon, if all the zombies come out to worship the moon, it will be difficult for you to get close to the coffin of the zombie king." ”

Seeing that the Ninth Uncle Wencai and the others recommended themselves to go, Qiusheng looked aggrieved: "Then again, there are so many coffins here, how do I know which one is the coffin of the zombie king?"

The corners of Uncle Jiu's mouth raised slightly, took out the willow leaves that had been prepared a long time ago, and handed them to Feng Wanli and Qiusheng Wencai: "Come, open your eyes!"

As the willow leaves were attached to his eyebrows, Feng Wanli clearly felt the Korean Wave pouring into his eyes, and when he looked up, he saw a coffin at the very peak, exuding an incomparably strong green glow.

Watching the three of them look carefully, Uncle Nine explained: "Keep your eyes open and see, if any coffin has a green light on it, it is the coffin of the zombie king." ”

"yes, there's light!"

Wen Cai behind him also found the coffin of the zombie king, pointed to the coffin in the distance, and handed it over.

Compared with Wencai, Qiusheng is much more shrewd, stretched out his hand and pushed Wencai, urging: "Wencai, you go and get it!"

Feng Wanli licked his lips, knowing that it was time to speak himself: "Otherwise, let's go with the three of us, after all, there are so many zombies on this mountain, and multiple people have more strength!"

"Wanli is right, it's best for three people to go together!"

Hearing that Feng Wanli was going, Uncle Nine nodded again and again: "That thing is cloudy and cold, if one person can't stand it, it can be passed on to the other two." ”

The wind trembles, let his man kiss his mouth, weird and disgusting...

Qiusheng's face was full of dissatisfaction, he glanced at Uncle Jiu, and muttered, "Master, then what are you doing here?"

Qiusheng thought very clearly in his heart, he and Wencai Wanli were the weakest, and it was not extremely dangerous to pick coffin fungi, and his master was so high, he actually stayed here, and his heart was extremely unbalanced.

Uncle Nine glared at Qiusheng: "Stay here and watch!"

Feng Wanli patted Qiusheng and said, "Senior Brother Qiusheng, let's go." ”

Qiusheng stood up helplessly, looked back at Uncle Jiu, and his face was full of indignation.

In the movie, the coffin forest is very small, about more than 100 square meters, but in this world, this coffin forest occupies a small hill, and the coffins all over the mountains are densely packed, and there are more than 100 coffins at the foot of the mountain alone.

"Looks like I'm underestimating the zombie trees in this coffin forest!"

Feng Wanli touched his nose and said secretly in his heart: "In this coffin forest, there should be at least thousands of zombies, if you really wake them all up, even Uncle Nine is not an opponent." ”

The coffin where the zombie king is located is at the top of the mountain, where the cause is the thickest, and the coffin is also the least place, within 100 meters of the zombie king's coffin, there is no coffin, and in Feng Wanli's view, the closer to the foot of the mountain, the zombie strength is the weakest, generally between the second and third layers of qi training, Feng Wanli wrote in his heart, and when the coffin fungus is retrieved, he must come to harvest it well, just this more than 100 low-level jumping corpses, you can bring yourself nearly a thousand life energy income, so that you can successfully build a foundation.

Perhaps, in Uncle Jiu's view, this year's zombie forest is a dangerous area, but in Feng Wanli's view, this is a very precious treasure trove, which can bring hundreds of life energy to himself.

"You move smaller!"

Qiusheng's low scolding suddenly came from the front, and Feng Wanli followed the sound to look, only to see that Wen Cai accidentally touched a coffin and threw out a second-layer zombie who practiced qi.

Seeing this, Feng Wanli was not surprised: "You can test and test to see how loud these zombies can tolerate, so as to prepare for the next harvest." ”

Thinking of this, Feng Wanli stepped forward quickly, and threw out a demon-slaying talisman in his hand, only to see the talisman scorching in the wind, turning into a gray light cluster, directly slashing the head of the two-layer jumping corpse of Qi training.

"Gollum!"

The head cracked, and the jumping corpse fell directly on its back, and there was no movement in the surrounding coffins.

"Demon slaying can be used!"

Feng Wanli thought silently in his heart, and then waved his hand to the two people in front of him: "Keep walking!"

"Wow, you're so powerful!"

Qiusheng looked surprised, and couldn't help but say to Feng Wanli: "Can you teach me." ”

"Absolutely!"

Feng Wanli nodded again and again: "Then you can give me your soul swinging technique." ”

After coming to this zombie forest, Feng Wanli found that the soul spell was really very suitable for killing these zombies, compared with the demon slaying technique, the soul swinging technique consumed less, and killing zombies was invisible, which was a perfect fit for himself to brush zombies.

"Huh!"

Qiusheng's face was stunned, and he hurriedly shook his head: "Master's Magic, forget it!"

Before the words fell, Qiu Sheng couldn't help but mutter: "What are you kidding, I don't know any soul swaying techniques at all, I was just fooling people at that time, why is this Senior Brother Feng so persistent?"

"Forget it!"

Since Qiusheng was unwilling to change, and Feng Wanli didn't force it, he took out a fire spell talisman in his right hand, turned around and looked at a zombie with a strong yin qi and a strength in the third layer of qi cultivation in front of him, and the corners of his mouth raised slightly: "I don't know if the movement of a fireball spell can cause these zombies?"