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Chapter 115 He is very ill

After they learn the art of necromancy, the most they have to do is find a cemetery and turn the corpses into undead.

The believers of the Seven Commandments are not Li Yang and do not have the powerful power of the god of death.

The combat power of the undead they create will not be very high.

There is a world of difference between a necromancer and Death himself.

For believers with less talent, it would be good enough if they could transform into a first-level undead after spending all their mental energy.

Moreover, it is impossible for them to summon countless undead at the same time like Li Yang did. It is already amazing that each person can control five undead.

Ma Tao teaches the spell to create the undead.

The believers couldn't help but try, but there were obviously no corpses here that could be used for undead magic.

They had already planned that when they returned, they would look for corpses, whether human or animal.

Some people also made an appointment with each other to form a team after returning, search together, and create the undead together.

The only problem for them is that the spell is too difficult to pronounce and memorize, but it's only a matter of time.

Ma Tao looked at the believers with satisfaction.

In such a lonely world, it’s great to have a group of like-minded companions.

Yes, mate.

What these people need most is companionship.

Ma Tao seemed to see something out of the corner of his eye, like a human figure.

He wiped his eyes and looked carefully.

There was indeed a slender figure in the distance.

Ma Tao murmured:

“How can someone come to the island and not attend the party?

Are you lost? Or are you just wandering around? "

Most people here are independent, and it is possible that some people don't like to party and just want to hang out.

Ma Tao waved to the man, and the man turned around and walked slowly.

Ma Tao quickly chased after him with two bottles of beer.

He was afraid that this person would be depressed.

It was not until he chased all the way to the beach that Ma Tao could see the man clearly.

He was wearing a black vest, a black shirt, black trousers, and brand new black leather shoes.

He was wearing a black windbreaker and a round hat on his head.

The brim of the hat was pulled down so low that the face could not be seen clearly.

Ma Tao walked up to him and said with a smile:

"Come on, have a drink."

Ma Tao considerately opened the beer for Li Yang.

Li Yang said politely:
"Thank you."

Ma Taoru asked an old friend:

"Are you in a bad mood? Why aren't you attending the party?"

Li Yang said:
"I heard what you said. It was quite extreme."

Ma Tao was not annoyed and said with a smile:

"It's just some poor people's yearning for a new world."

Li Yang took a sip of beer and replied:

"A new world? Okay."

Ma Tao asked back:

"Do you think I did something wrong?"

Li Yang shook his head and pointed at his eyes:
“There is no right or wrong in this world, only perspective.

If you want to go this way, then go this way."

Ma Tao remained silent.

Li Yang looked at the moon, drank some wine, and asked:

"Will you regret joining the Seven Commandments?"

Ma Tao shook his head, his eyes full of determination:

“This is the best thing I have ever done in my life.”

Li Yang opened his thin lips slightly:

"why?"

Ma Tao grinned and said:
“I’ve seen a lot of weird things since I joined the Seven Commandments.

I experienced life and death difficulties twice.

You may not believe it, but it was death that saved me both times.

I guess the god of death doesn't want to take my soul.

He thought I had more important things to do.”

Ma Tao raised his beer and said with a smile: "Cheers to the dawn of a new world!"

Li Yang raised the bottle and responded:

"For the dusk of the old world."

Looking at Ma Tao, who was full of enthusiasm, a complicated expression appeared on his face.

He took off his coat and put it on Ma Tao:

"Cold weather."

Ma Tao scratched his head embarrassedly and chuckled:
“It’s quite cold, thanks.

I'll go back first. Call me if you need anything.

There are only gods and brothers and sisters in the Order of the Seven Commandments."

After Ma Tao finished speaking, he put on Li Yang's coat and left. After returning to the camp, a thoughtful look appeared on his face.

The miniskirt beauty asked softly:
"what happened to you?"

Ma Tao shook his head and said:
“Meet someone who is very sick.

Generally speaking, I know people who have high levels of depression here.

Why don't you remember him?"

. . . . . .

The fifteenth day of the first lunar month, South China Sea.

Strictly speaking, this is the last day of the New Year.

Zhang Xiaoyi, wearing a pair of cloth shoes, strolled in the streets filled with smoke from firecrackers.

"Son, you are back!"

"The dumplings are ready, come and eat!"

Zhang Xiaoyi turned around and saw an elderly couple excitedly holding the young man's hands at the door of the ramen restaurant.

They were an elderly couple who had been waiting for their son for half a month, and a young man who had just returned home to celebrate the New Year.

The three of them did not hide their happiness as they sat at the table in the ramen restaurant and ate hot dumplings.

A hint of envy appeared on Zhang Xiaoyi's face, but he quickly concealed it.

He yawned, tucked his hands into his sleeves, walked to the quiet park as if escaping, and sat down in the small pavilion.

Zhang Xiaoyi put his arms on the stone table, supported his head with his hands, his thoughts flying.

He also missed his earthly home, but he was too embarrassed to go back.

My father is very disappointed in me and my sister doesn't like me either.

At this time, Zhang Xiaoyi heard someone calling on the phone.

"Hahaha, he's quite nice to me."

"But I belong to my good brothers, not just him."

"We women have to love ourselves. We can make money and feel good at the same time. How great!"

"That uncle just now was so strong and rich, much better than my husband."

"Don't mention my green turtle. It's disgusting. Is it possible that he begs me not to cause trouble?"

"I always bring men home and do that with wedding photos in my hands."

Zhang Xiaoyi frowned and turned his head to see who had disturbed his peace.

She was a woman with heavy makeup, a hint of fatigue on her face, and cool clothes.

After the woman hung up the phone, she saw Zhang Xiaoyi and smiled charmingly:
"Little Taoist priest, are you lonely this late at night? For two hundred yuan, how about we be wild couples?"

Zhang Xiaoyi curled his lips and turned his head away, no longer looking at the woman.

The woman noticed Zhang Xiaoyi's indifference and cursed secretly, "I'm afraid it won't work, right?"

At this time, there were footsteps.

The woman's eyes lit up and she walked out of the pavilion with a smile:
"Brothers, are you too bored to go out so late? I'll help you to cheer you up."

Zhang Xiaoyi's body stiffened and he looked at him with a serious expression.

There were seven people in red robes, all covered in wide red robes. They had an uncomfortable and eerie aura.

The woman was unaware of the impending disaster and continued to flirt and flirt in front of the seven men in red robes.

Seven red-robed men surrounded the woman and stretched out their hands, placing them on her shoulders:
"Those who are lustful should be purified."

The woman sensed something was wrong and said in a trembling voice:

"It's okay for seven of us to come together. Don't scare me."

The nails of the seven red-robed men instantly grew very long and pierced the woman's throat.

The woman covered her neck, which was bleeding, and fell down softly.

Zhang Xiaoyi quickly walked to the woman and checked her vital signs.

She is dead.

Zhang Xiaoyi's face looked grim:
"Evil spirit! How dare you commit a crime in front of me! You are so bold!"

The seven men in red robes tilted their heads and looked at Zhang Xiaoyi provocatively.

(End of this chapter)