Changsheng: My experience in patrolling the liver

Chapter 294 Extremely Yin, Zombie! (Two in One)

"Qiankun bag! Good stuff!" Song Changming's eyes lit up and he became excited.

"Could it be that kind of rare thing that contains a cave?" Song Ping'an had also heard of it and couldn't help but ask.

"Yeah." Song Changming had seen this kind of Qiankun bag before.

His superior in the military, Xing Tiexin, has one.

Among the deputy generals, Zhao Linxin and Tang Qicheng, who were born into aristocratic families, seemed to have one each.

It looks like a small brocade bag, but it contains a huge world. It is equivalent to carrying a nearly vacuum space with you, and is often used for storage.

The flesh and blood stored in it are extremely difficult to decay, it is very magical.

In addition, it is said that this kind of Qiankun bag is a fifth-level talisman, with the fifth-level rune "Qiankun" as the core. It is extremely difficult to engrave, and only a very small number of people in the world who are proficient in talismans can make it.

However, this kind of Qiankun bag is basically not available on the market, because this kind of high-level talisman often requires connections.

You need to bring the materials to find the talisman master for customization. Otherwise, there are very few talisman masters who would take the thankless task of making such difficult talismans and sell them to the outside world.

Compared to Song Changming's curiosity, the children of aristocratic families and dignitaries from all sides showed little interest in the Qiankun bag.

Not to mention that most of them already have talismans, if they want, they can also use family connections to find a talisman master to customize such talismans, which is not difficult for them.

Compared to these functional high-level talismans, they are often more interested in extraordinary treasures with greater artistic and collection value.

"The starting price for this Qiankun bag is one hundred mid-grade spirit crystals." The host quoted the price.

"Hiss, so expensive!" Song Ping'an took a breath of cold air when he heard it.

The people below looked normal and did not react too much to the reserve price.

"This Qiankun bag is expensive because of the fifth-level rune 'Qiankun' on it. After all, there are only a few rune masters who can engrave fifth-level runes. In addition, the materials required to make it are also quite rare and precious, so the production cost is not low.

The market price of Qiankun bags is now basically open and transparent, and I think the final price will be much higher than this." Song Changming shook his head and said.

"Young Master wants it?" Song Ping'an heard that Song Changming was interested and couldn't help but ask.

"Yeah." Song Changming leaned on the bench and took a sip of tea.

The Qiankun bag is very convenient. Wearing one on your body will facilitate storage when you go out, and you can travel easily anytime and anywhere.

If he had such a Qiankun bag with him when he obtained the spiritual crystals before, he would not have to hide them carefully in the wild and could have directly put them into the Qiankun bag.

"One hundred mid-grade spirit crystals, I want them."

"I'll offer one hundred and five mid-grade spirit crystals."

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As the bidding began, sporadic bidding sounds began to be heard in the venue, but it was not as intense as it had been when the bidding was for popular items before.

Those young masters basically did not participate in this round. Most of them were drinking wine, sipping tea, chatting and laughing, waiting for this round of bidding to end.

However, although not many people participated in the bidding, the price of this storage bag was eventually raised to 160 medium-grade spirit crystals.

"One hundred and eighty."

Suddenly, a bidding sounded, raising the number of medium-grade spirit crystals by twenty, which caused a few ripples, and soon no other bidding sounds were heard in the venue.

In the end, this Qiankun bag was sold for 180 medium-grade spirit crystals.

"Sir, isn't this price too expensive?" After Song Ping'an called out the price, he saw that no one was willing to follow up, so he turned around and whispered.

"It's a slight premium, but it's normal at this auction." Song Changming said.

He originally thought that he would be aiming for more than 200 middle-grade spirit crystals, but he was quite satisfied that he could buy a Qiankun bag with 180 middle-grade spirit crystals.

"Go." Song Changming handed a purse to Song Ping'an.

"Okay." Song Ping'an understood and did not ask where the precious spirit crystal came from.

In a short while, he took back the Qiankun bag.

Song Changming took it in his hand and looked at it. The Qiankun bag was black and yellow, only slightly larger than the palm, and looked like an ordinary small cloth bag.

But when he touched the small cloth bag with his mental power, something strange emerged.

His perception immediately extended into the cloth bag and he detected the cave inside the bag.

It was a white space that was not very large, like a large room of about 20 to 30 square meters and five meters high.

There are runes dotted around the room, which sometimes disappear and sometimes appear, glowing faintly. From time to time, they move and leave tracks, which is quite mysterious.

Song Changming casually tried to put the teacup into the bag.

However, when the teacup reached the mouth of the bag, this small space suddenly distorted and the teacup disappeared.

When Song Changming checked, there was an extra teacup in the bag, floating in the white space.

Then he thought about it and used his mental power to try to grab it.

The next moment, the teacup was back in his hand on the bag, intact and without any change.

"Knife." Song Changming took his important long knife and put it into the Qiankun bag with the same ease, but the bag did not become heavier at all.

"Young master, this thing is really magical." Song Ping'an murmured.

"Only in the Ancient Yuan Kingdom can there be such an unimaginable wonder. It is totally unheard of in the Great Lai."

Song Changming nodded. He was also quite satisfied with the function of this Qiankun bag.

If these inventions are compared to technological progress, the human race in Guyuan is far ahead of Dalai.

Of course, this is also due to the limitations of the innate environmental differences, which destined Da Lai to be unable to develop as brilliantly as the ancient Yuan Kingdom.

The sale of the Qiankun bag was just a minor incident for the entire Jinyu Club, and the bidding continued afterwards.

Song Changming also saw a few items that interested him, but he did not bid for any of them.

On the one hand, the origin of this spiritual crystal is unknown, and one does not want to use it too high-profile, so as to avoid being targeted by those present with ulterior motives.

On the other hand, he also needs to use this amount of spirit crystals for his daily practice, so he still needs to calculate it carefully.

I don’t know when the next opportunity to get rich like this will come.

It was not until late at night that the Jinyu Club ended and everyone dispersed.

"General Song, did you gain anything tonight?" Before leaving, Shi Dongsheng found Song Changming again and asked.

"Most of the time I just come to watch the fun." Song Changming said casually.

Shi Dongsheng smiled and continued, "Before the Golden Jade Club is held in the future, I will send someone to send you an invitation. As for whether you come or not, it all depends on the general's mood."

"Thank you very much." Song Changming nodded.

After watching Song Changming get on the carriage and leave, a servant following Shi Dongsheng asked in confusion.

"Master, this man is just a deputy general. Why do you need to try so hard to win him over?"

"Then I am only a centurion, and am even inferior to his deputy general." Shi Dongsheng glanced at him and said.

"Well, the young master is the direct descendant of the Shi family. This time he is just gaining experience in the army. How can he be compared with him?" the servant said hurriedly.

"Not to mention that the Shi family is not yet at the top of the aristocratic families, but can only be considered a first-rate family. General Song is only a deputy general today. When he rises to prominence in the future, my entire Shi family will have to make friends with him." Shi Dongsheng shook his head.

"Nowadays, making a good connection will only bring benefits, no harm."

"Young Master is right." The servant lowered his eyebrows and said respectfully. He also understood his young master's intention to some extent. An ordinary deputy general in the army would not attract the attention of the Shi family.

My young master is impressed by this man's potential for development beyond the position of deputy general.

And this is actually the case.

As the person in charge of that batch of new recruits, Shi Dongsheng knew Song Changming's extraordinary qualities better than outsiders. He believed that Song Changming, like him, would be promoted sooner or later!
The next day.

Song Changming put on his armor and went to the garrison barracks to monitor the soldiers' discipline on a daily basis to see if there was any laziness in their training habits.

When it’s time to strike, strike; when it’s time to reward, reward.

This is also one of his jobs as Xing Tiexin's deputy general.

As a general, his duties include not only fighting and killing, but also daily work which takes up most of his time.

After walking around for a while, Song Changming went to the office courtyard where Fu Yuan was, carrying a pot of glass wine.

"Brother Song, please sit down." Fu Yuan was not surprised to see Song Changming carrying wine. He greeted him and went to get two wine bowls.

During their stay at the station, the two of them often drank and talked like this, and this was not the first time.

"Good wine! It must be the top-grade Liuli wine from Liuli Hall!" Fu Yuan put down the wine bowl and laughed happily.

"It turns out that the wine in this city can't be hidden from Brother Fu." Song Changming nodded.

After chatting and laughing for a while, Fu Yuan took out a long box and opened it.

"It's all here."

There were several rows of reddish-brown pills neatly arranged in the long box, totaling over a hundred pills, and each one was as big as a pigeon egg.

What I smelled from it was not the fragrance of elixir, but a strong smell of blood, which was not very pleasant.

In fact, these are more like specially made meatballs than pills!
Its raw materials are the flesh and blood of the many monsters killed by Song Changming, and it is refined by extracting the essence of blood and energy.

Swallowing these meatballs is equivalent to swallowing the blood and essence of those monsters, which is just right for Song Changming to use for body training.

Compared to cooking monster meat for consumption, the meat pills refined in this way are obviously more efficient and easier to eat, and also reduce the loss of qi and blood in the flesh and blood materials to a certain extent.

Therefore, Song Changming now uses his position to hand over all the monsters he kills to the army for processing, and obtains these meat pills.

And since Fu Yuan had been in charge of some of the logistical work of their army, it was he who helped to take care of the matter, which made this matter possible.

For this, Song Changming thanked Fu Yuan many times.

"Brother Fu is the one who understands me." Song Changming took the long box and said with a smile.

The food stock at home has been eaten up, so I came here today mainly to get this meat pill to replenish it.

Drinking comes second.

Afterwards, the two drank and talked about their recent situation.

Mentioning the achievements made in guarding the mine for a year, mentioning the Jinyu meeting last night, and mentioning his family
"Brother Fu, how much do you know about the Corpse Refining Sect?" Song Changming suddenly asked.

"The Corpse Refining Sect in the Thirty-Six Caves of Southern Xinjiang?" Fu Yuan asked back, squinting his eyes and sipping the wine.

"Exactly."

Fu Yuan thought for a moment and said.

"I have had some contact with them in the past. This sect is good at refining corpse puppets and often causes chaos. It can be considered an evil sect. There are only a few people in it who care about the overall situation."

Fu Yuan shook his head and said this, obviously not approving of this human sect.

"It is said that when we were fighting the spider demon that day, this person from the Corpse Refining Sect was also causing trouble..."

Song Changming brought the topic to the Corpse Refining Sect, and after drinking a glass of wine, he suddenly said.

"Brother Fu, do you think these corpse puppets have a self?"

Fu Yuan paused and nodded.

"Have."

"I once killed a disciple of the Corpse Refining Sect. His corpse puppet regained its memories for a moment and regained consciousness. He thanked me for helping him get rid of his guilt..."

As Fu Yuan spoke, he seemed to recall the scene at that time and sighed.

"Since it has its own self, is this corpse puppet a dead thing or a living person?" Song Changming continued to explore.

Fu Yuan instinctively wanted to say inanimate objects, but then he changed his mind and felt that he couldn't come up with an answer.

After a moment of silence, he said, "He must be dead."

"He's dead, I don't know if he can be brought back to life..." Song Changming murmured.

Fu Yuan looked at Song Changming and vaguely sensed a bit of obsession in Song Changming's words.

Suddenly he had some guesses and asked hesitantly, "Brother Song, do any of your relatives or friends have been killed by the Corpse Refining Sect?"

Song Changming didn't say it clearly, but just nodded.

"I've never heard of a corpse puppet being able to come back to life." Fu Yuan said with an apologetic look on his face.

"It's okay, I just mentioned it casually." Song Changming shook his head.

After they finished the pot of wine, Song Changming stood up and pretended to say goodbye.

Before leaving, Fu Yuan seemed to have thought of something and suddenly called out to Song Changming.

“I had heard some rumors in my early years that a dead person suddenly resurrected, crawled out of the coffin, and turned into a zombie.

I have also heard of stories of zombies practicing in ancient books, but I don’t know if this counts as bringing the dead back to life.”

Song Changming was stunned for a moment when he heard this, then he smiled and said, "Thank you."

In the evening, the moon is high in the sky.

On the table by the window in the study, Song Changming's eyes fell on the iron box beside the table.

The lid of the iron box was open, and Xiao Jin was standing there upright, bathing in the silver moonlight. Many fine whiskers were constantly floating in the air, pulling the moonlight energy from the sky into its body.

"Do you know who the zombie is?" Song Changming suddenly asked.

This wild ginseng has been buried deep underground for more than 5,000 years and knows many strange things in the world.

If Song Changming wanted to know some secrets of the world, perhaps the most reliable way would be to ask this ginseng spirit.

Xiao Jin's leisurely fluttering whiskers suddenly stopped. It was a little unhappy that its moonlight bath was interrupted, but it didn't dare to show it.

He exhaled a breath of spiritual mist and drew some words.

"Some people with extremely yin constitutions may become zombies after death."

"Extremely Yin constitution?" Song Changming frowned.

"The conditions for becoming a zombie are very harsh. An extremely yin physique is only one of them. The body must also be in an extremely yin place before it decays to absorb enough yin energy. In addition, the deceased must have a very strong obsession before death in order to become a zombie."

This time, Xiao Jin wrote several long lines, describing in great detail the many necessary conditions for becoming a zombie.

I have to say, this little thing really knows a lot.

Especially this kind of rare thing that is already buried deep underground
(End of this chapter)