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Chapter 346 Zhao Baozhu

Zhao Yang died, and the news spread quickly.

After all, Zhao Yang is the leading second-generation official in Dao'an Province. Although his influence is much worse than that of his own father, basically no one dares to sell Zhao Yang's face, and now, Zhao Yang is actually dead. Many people were naturally surprised and wanted to know who killed Zhao Yang.

And this incident also made Zhao Yang's father extremely furious. It is very difficult for any parent to bear a white-haired person sending a black-haired person. This incident also made Zhao Guobang completely lose his position.

The case about Zhao Yang has almost attracted the attention of the police in the entire province of Ontario. In addition, even the Guardian League of Ontario had to send people to assist in the detection of this case .

Even though the Daoist Alliance has a special status, in essence, it still serves these high-level officials in Dao'an Province. If Zhao Yang is dead, they will naturally try their best to catch the murderer, which can be regarded as helping Zhao Yang to avenge him.

In addition, Zhao Yang's body was also transported back to his hometown. This request was still the request of his grandfather. Zhao Yang's grandfather was named Zhao Baozhu. He was over 70 years old and had a very strong body. insightful.

Zhao Guobang's current achievements, even becoming the top leader of Dao'an Province, are inseparable from Zhao Baozhu's education when he was young. Zhao Baozhu also loves his grandson very much.

Hearing of Zhao Yang's death, Zhao Baozhu also felt quite uncomfortable. It was even more difficult for him to accept this than Zhao Guobang. No matter what, Zhao Guobang's thinking was a little more modern, but for Zhao Baozhu.

Zhao Yang is dead, and he, Zhao Baozhu, has no other grandsons. He is equivalent to cutting off his sons and grandchildren. After his death, how can he have the face to meet his ancestors?
So Zhao Baozhu decided to find a way to bring his grandson back to life!This idea is not Zhao Baozhu's crazy imagination. When Zhao Baozhu was young, many people fled due to floods in a neighboring province. Passing by the village where Zhao Baozhu lived, many people almost starved to death.

At that time, many people did not have enough food and clothing to keep warm. If there were any natural disasters, many people would starve to death. At that time, Zhao Baozhu saw how pitiful these people were, and he was overwhelmed with sympathy. The rice at home was taken out to cook some porridge and given to those who fled.

At that time, the fleeing crowd gave him a dilapidated dark yellow book with some strange and secret techniques written in traditional characters. When he was young, Zhao Baozhu was quite curious.

He also studied the so-called strange secret arts mentioned above, but it turned out that those so-called strange secret arts all needed the support of some kind of magical energy, and this magical energy was similar to internal force. Things, although the environment at that time was a little better than it is now.

However, the concentration of the weather aura was still pitifully low, so Zhao Baozhu didn't learn any real secret techniques from it in the end, but he did understand some Fengshui techniques, and he was able to say a few words even if it was nonsense.

Relying on this feng shui technique made his life a little bit better, and he was able to afford to marry a wife and have children. According to that book, a secret technique that he could also use was the technique of raising corpses.

Raising corpses does not require any aura or cultivation. You only need to find a suitable place for raising corpses, and then use all kinds of evil things to cultivate them. Then you can cultivate dead corpses into zombies or zombies. They have a very hard body. The body, and the ability to move is not weak.

Although Zhao Baozhu also knew that even if his grandson stood up through the corpse raising technique, the person in front of him would no longer be his grandson, but just a beast without wisdom, but he was not willing to miss this opportunity, at least, My grandson can still stand up.

Therefore, after Zhao Yang's body was transported back, Zhao Baozhu immediately began to prepare. He had already found the place where the corpse was raised, and it was under a big locust tree in the back mountain of his village.

There is a lot of yin there, and in order to further strengthen the yin there, Zhao Baozhu secretly dug up a few corpses from the mass graves in the village. These corpses are relatively well-known people who died early in the village. Two died in a car accident.

Another one was hacked to death because of a conflict with someone. When they died, they were all under 40 years old. None of these people had died, so when they died, they had a lot of resentment on their bodies. It was dug out and burned to ashes.

Afterwards, Zhao Baozhu sprinkled the ashes under the big locust tree, and used the resentment and yin energy in the ashes to further cultivate the corpse breeding ground. Afterwards, Zhao Baozhu buried Zhao Yang's body next to the big locust tree .

It was said to be buried, but in fact, a shallow hole was dug next to the big locust tree. After Zhao Yang's body was put in, a thin layer of soil was poured on it. Then, Zhao Baozhu officially began to raise the body.

On the first day Zhao Yang was buried in the corpse raising place, Zhao Baozhu came to the corpse raising place at exactly twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, and took out a bottle of toad blood from his body, and poured the large bottle of toad blood into the burial place. On the soil of Zhao Yang.

The thin soil was already different from ordinary soil, and the toad's blood was poured on it as if it had been poured on a sponge.

It was easily absorbed, and at midnight on the second day, Zhao Baozhu poured a large bottle of centipede blood on it, and at midnight on the third day, Zhao Baozhu poured out snake blood.

On the fourth day, he poured a bottle of scorpion blood, which is not easy to collect, so the quantity is relatively small. On the fifth day, he got another bottle of gecko blood on the layer of soil where Zhao Gang's body was, and Pour the five poisonous blood on the soil.

The essence of the blood was absorbed by Zhao Yang's body, and the thin layer of soil above Zhao Yang's body also turned black, looking like a layer of iron, very strange.

And at midnight on the sixth day, Zhao Baozhu brought another bottle of blood. This bottle of blood was black in color. In fact, it was blood, and it was not ordinary blood, but human blood.

After pouring the blood on Zhao Yang's body, there was a burst of mist around the big locust tree, and Zhao Baozhu himself could even hear low roars, which looked very terrifying and strange.

The technique of raising corpses used by Zhao Baozhu is an extremely cruel technique among raising corpses. It is a technique of raising corpses with five poisons. Qi, to arouse the resentment of the corpse, and finally refine the ordinary dead corpse into the five-poison Yin corpse. After the five-poison Yin corpse is successfully refined, the lethality is terrifying.

The whole body is filled with the five poisons, extremely poisonous, and the body is also invulnerable, which can be called terrifying, but in a suitable place to raise corpses, and if the method is proper, it only takes seven days to create a five poisonous corpse. And now, it's the sixth day.

In the afternoon of the next day, Zhao Baozhu was wandering around the village. Soon, he saw a little girl about seven or eight years old playing alone on the street. Zhao Baozhu knew her, she was the daughter of a household in the village.

Afterwards, Zhao Baozhu took two steps forward, and said: "Little girl, Grandpa Zhao, I lost something in the back mountain, and I can't see clearly, why don't you accompany me to see?"

The little girl is not very old, but her senses are very keen. She felt that Grandpa Zhao in front of her seemed to be different from usual, so she said without hesitation: "I still have to do my homework, I'll go back first."

As the little girl said, she turned around and ran away. When Zhao Baozhu saw it, there was a hint of ferocity in his eyes. Then, he took out a small hammer from his body, followed by two steps, and hit the little girl hard on the head.

The force Zhao Baozhu used was somewhat measured. Xiaoya was knocked unconscious, but she was not killed. Afterwards, Zhao Baozhu put Xiaoya's body in a sack, and then went to the back mountain.

Xiaoya can't die now, after all, on the seventh day of cultivating the five-poison yin corpse, a living person needs to be sacrificed to wake up the sleeping five-poison yin corpse, and the older the sacrificer The smaller the better, and at the same time women are better than men, this little girl is a good choice.

And when it was close to midnight, the comatose Xiaoya woke up because of the cold night wind and felt the pain in her head. Xiaoya suddenly cried loudly. When Zhao Baozhu saw it, he said, "Don't cry, cry again!" You feed the wolf!"

Hearing Zhao Baozhu's words, Xiao Ya looked at Zhao Baozhu in fear, her face was still full of tears, and she murmured: "I want mom and dad, I want mom and dad."

Seeing Xiaoya's expression, Zhao Baozhu was also stunned. He remembered that his son Zhao Guobang was lost again, when he and his wife found Zhao Guobang.

At that time, Zhao Guobang was like this. The helplessness and longing, as well as the joy of his husband and wife when they saw their children, were exactly the same. Zhao Baozhu was willing to do anything for his grandson, even if he turned his grandson into a zombie, at least it was not considered Completely dead, only half dead.

But now, he couldn't bear to do anything to this little girl. At this time, the bright moon was in the sky, and the time was close to midnight.

At the same time, the thin layer of soil where Zhao Yang was buried also trembled slightly, and faint roars sounded, as if something terrifying was about to be born.

And Zhao Baozhu looked at his grandson's mortuary, then at the little girl, and then said, "Run down the mountain, as far as you can!"

Hearing Zhao Baozhu's words, Xiaoya was stunned for a moment, then stood up, and ran towards the distance with all her strength. Although she had a wound on her head, the wound was not deep, and the bleeding had stopped, so it was not a fatal injury. Running away doesn't matter too much.

(End of this chapter)