Zuo Dao Becomes a God Starting from American Horror

Chapter 91: Practicing Corpse Gu Family Support
After returning home, everything seemed to calm down.

David and the others had already packed up their things, and the house was tidy. However, Louis's things, such as the talisman papers used for practice and the human heads sealed in the round iron boxes, were left untouched, waiting for Louis to put them away.

Soon, it was night.

Louis and Emma sat on the sofa watching a comedy show, understanding the completely opposite jokes based on different cultural customs.

Yurenka was wearing glasses and flipping through a book with a calm look in her eyes, which actually revealed an intellectual beauty.

Jenny and David were selecting ingredients in the kitchen and showing off their cooking skills.

Soon, dinner was ready, but perhaps because of the shadow brought by the incident at the manor, there was little meat in it. The most common ingredients were ham, fish, and various vegetables.

Even so, everyone enjoyed the food and talked enthusiastically about the interesting things that happened during the trip.

The living room was suddenly filled with laughter.

David and Jenny also briefly forgot the bad luck they encountered during the journey.

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Although traveling around and experiencing different scenery and customs is a wonderful thing, most of the time, ordinary people seem to need stability.

However, Louis, who was not an ordinary person, did not enjoy peace for long.

It's just dawn.

He ran to the back mountain, his steps were even hurried and he seemed impatient.

Just as he arrived at the back mountain, a bloody afterimage flashed by in the woods. The tall Khorne had come in front of Louis, wagging his tail, and staring at the iron box in Louis' hand with his eyes full of desire.

Their ferocious and ferocious appearance now looks clever and obedient.

He patted the dog's head angrily and said, "I'll give it to you after I've researched it."

Khorne barked and led the way ahead.

In the woods, cold gazes came from all directions, but when they smelled Louis, their gazes instantly softened. If it weren't for the order from the leader dog, these dogs would have probably run out in a hurry.

The Eighteen Fierce Dogs and Khorne have been guarding the cave all this time to prevent anyone from accidentally entering or other unexpected situations.

In front of the cave, there were several strong men in black guarding with guns.

Louis nodded and strode into the cave.

"Baa... baa..."

"What!!"

In the cave, three sheep with their limbs tied up were lying there bleating. When they saw Louis coming in, their bleating suddenly became more intense and they kept butting their horns.

The eyes are filled with human emotions, violence, anger, madness...

Louis took a quick glance and thought it was cute, then looked away.

There were still six bodies lying there, well preserved and without any smell of decay.

First, he took out six blood beads, and watched the corpse turn into a dry skin bag, and the blood beads condensed.

Putting the blood beads back on his wrist and looking at the crystal clear blood beads, Louis felt that this thing was really not durable.

In other words, the ordinary blood curse beads practiced by ordinary people are not durable. When facing stronger monsters, multiple blood curse beads are often needed to deal with them. However, this situation will soon be improved.

Louis lifted the tin box.

Then he turned his attention to the three beasts.

These three beasts are the most special among the group of deformed people. They are the three brothers who hunt in the forest all year round. Their physical endurance, strength, ferocity, etc. are slightly stronger than those of the manor tribe.

Louis planned to use their corpses to refine corpse poisons and their souls to practice poison fire magic.

It can be considered as making full use of the resources, but the corpse insect must be trained first.

Louis immediately took action. The poisonous insects had been bought long ago and were stored in boxes on the other side of the cave.

Centipedes, scorpions, toads, poisonous snakes, corpse-eating beetles, brains... and all kinds of local poisonous insects. It has to be said that there are quite a lot of virgin forests in America, and as long as you pay money, people here dare to do anything.

Just like these poisonous insects, some of them are even banned species, but they are still brought here under the magic of money.

Afterwards, Louis began to practice witchcraft, putting in herbs, poisonous insects, bloodletting, meat, and cinnabar in different orders.

Each jar contains an experiment.

From time to time, some strange ideas pop up and I quickly take a piece of paper to write them down.

He seemed to have some talent in this area and could practice it quite well, but it was still not as good as the top talent he had when he was refining the potion in one go.

"Hiss, according to what's written in the tradition, it still lacks something to reconcile and act as an introduction... I got it."

Louis suddenly had an idea and dripped some corpse oil into the box. He then opened the iron box of the sleeping Heart-eating Demon and cut off a bit of his face.

"Actually, we should have dealt with the benevolence-eating demon first, so that we would have more materials. I didn't think it through. Well, I'll deal with you after I'm done with the Gu."

The poisonous insects in the jar moved their slippery bodies around, devouring everything.

This technique was practiced for three days. During these three days, Louis kept refining dozens or even a hundred of them at a time, and kept an eye on the situation in each jar.

Finally, three days later, Louis looked at the twelve jars in front of him with tired eyes but full of excitement.

The dozens of them before were all useless, and only these twelve were not dead. Now they just need to be placed in a dark and evil place for nine days, and then fed with the blood of a cultivator like him. Even if they have taken shape, Louis has no idea how many of them will be successful in the end.

Even though he had used nearly a hundred of them for practice, Louis was just a beginner and was not very confident. He estimated that he could at least succeed in three, and at most six. He didn't dare to hope for more.

"Now, put them in Lake Eden."

Louis called the family members who were waiting outside and asked them to take the jars to Lake Eden.

He had already made arrangements there.

If that didn't work, he would have to put them somewhere like a cemetery.

Watching the jar being carried away, Louis stretched and dragged his tired body towards the front room. He needed a good sleep.

I haven't slept for three days and three nights. I have been studying, bleeding, and thinking non-stop. The mental drain is really great.

……

While Louis was training hard, something happened to the Kano family in Miami City.

Carl looked at his dry and yellow palms, feeling his increasingly weak old body, and his cheeks twitched slightly.

The feeling of watching your youth fade away is extremely painful.

At this time, the family's financial manager reported, "Master, the purchase of various poisonous insects from the young master has been settled. However, this kind of purchase has incurred considerable losses and brought no profit. Do you still want to continue?"

Carl waved his hand without saying anything.

The man nodded, understanding.

Then he said, "Master, should we continue with that heavy firepower? It seems that some people are targeting us."

"receive."

"Yes."

The finance officer sighed inwardly, thinking that the master of the family was really doting on the young master and was willing to support such a risky and unprofitable thing.

However, the support given by the young master was not bad. Those strengthened family elites had greatly increased the family's military strength, and there were also those fierce dogs guarding the villa...

It’s hard to say who benefits more.

Shaking his head, the finance manager talked about two other things.

(End of this chapter)