The reborn cute wife is a ghost

Chapter 418 Golden Eye Zombie (1)
Qiao Wan slept for most of the day, and now he is awake, and he is young and has a good foundation, so he will be able to move around soon.

She opened the window to look at the sky that was dyed yellow, thinking that the mountains are shady and cool, especially at night, and Fu Tianlang forgot to bring towels and a change of clothes, so he walked out with the small bamboo basket.

Speaking of which, the small bamboo house that Qiao Guan carried on his back every day was made by Fu Tianlang himself.

Before he saw her walking around the mountain with a big cloth bag all day long, and it was inconvenient for her to have no hands when she walked, so he took advantage of the spare time at night to weave a small round bamboo basket for her with bamboo strips, and then carefully Polish it clean, and make sure it won't stab your hand before handing it over to her.

Qiao Wan fell in love with it immediately when she saw it. Although compared with the medicine basket she carried when she was a child, this bamboo basket was indeed a bit smaller and didn't hold many things, but the size on her back was just right for her figure. At this point, she ran all over the mountains and plains with her back on her back, and the more she carried it, the more smoothly she carried it. She also made up her mind to take this bamboo basket with her when she left in the future.

The afterglow of the setting sun hit her feet, and immediately stretched her shadow very long.

Qiao Guan walked out of the yard slowly, and happened to meet Li Zongtang who was teaching Zhao Ling to practice.

A few days ago, Li Zongtang gave Zhao Ling a notebook, a thick ancient book, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is the practice diary of Li Zongtang for most of his life.

Because it contained many remedies and tricks of their Yin-Yang family's cultivation, Zhao Ling was already fascinated by this kind of knowledge, and was immediately fascinated by it. In the past few days, except for eating and sleeping, he hardly talked to others.

Such a sleepless night.

Li Zongtang sighed secretly, fortunately Zhao Tongyang's scumbag left behind a daughter with good understanding, otherwise the yin and yang secret technique left by their ancestors of the Zhao family would probably be lost.

Seeing that the opportunity was rare, he taught her with all his money for several months, and finally even planned to teach her his special skills.

In the world of yin and yang, manipulating one shikigami may not be a big deal, but manipulating ten or twenty shikigami at a time is a big deal.

Li Zongtang mentioned this matter to Zhao Ling in the yard. He thought that Zhao Ling, who was eager to learn, would readily agree, but he didn't expect...

She took a deep look at him and shook her head: "Uncle, I know you have good intentions, but manipulating the ghosts for your own use... I can't do this kind of thing."

Li Zongtang was puzzled: "Why?"

Zhao Ling refused to speak, and continued to read the diary with her head down.

She has been by Zhao Tongyang's side since she was a child, and she was more or less influenced by her father in dealing with Yinlings. Even though she improved after making friends with Qiao Wan, she subconsciously resisted Yinlings and the like.

What's more, she has established a truth in her heart, anyone who is not of my race will have a different heart!

She is a human being, and ghosts are ghosts. She doesn't think that these ghosts will willingly sacrifice their lives for her, and in the process of performing the spell, she doesn't rule out the possibility that the spell will get out of control and be backlashed by them, so...she doesn't trust them, let alone Let them do things for her.

Li Zongtang knew Zhao Ling's temperament, her temperament was very similar to Zhao Tongyang's, they were all stones in the latrine, smelly and hard.

So he remained silent for a while, then suddenly rolled his eyes, stroked his white beard and said, "Well, everyone has his own ambition, everything depends on fate..."

I thought he had given up, but after a while, he pretended to be profound and said: "But I have something good to give you."

"What?" Zhao Ling became interested.

"Come with me." Li Zongtang stroked his beard and smiled again, Zhao Ling didn't see that rather nasty smile, but Qiao Wan, who was a bystander, saw it clearly.

She was about to go out to look for Fu Tianlang, but when she saw this, she stopped and followed the two to the study curiously.

Could it be that these rich people like to build secret rooms in their study rooms?
Qiao Guan watched as Li Zongtang removed the mural, and pressed a button. There was a "click" sound in the quiet study room, and the bookshelf that was standing in front of the three of them opened to both sides, revealing a wooden door behind the wall.

"Let's go."

After the wooden door opened, there was a damp and dark path leading to the stone steps below.

Qiao Guan grabbed the flashlight and took a look at the stone steps under his feet. It was obviously made of wet stone bricks, and he could see that few people walked around on weekdays. There was a thick layer of moss growing on the surface, and it was extremely wet to walk up. It was slippery, she had to climb the wall to dare to go down.

Qiao Guan felt more uncomfortable the further he went down, it was nothing more than wet feet, but even the cement wall was constantly seeping water...

She looked left and right, and couldn't believe it in her heart. Who would have thought that the Li family, which is so full of vitality, would have such an extremely dark place.

Zhao Ling frowned. Like Qiao Wan, she felt more and more yin as she walked in, almost rising up one after another, as if it was about to penetrate into their bones. What kind of good things can survive in this land.

Comparing the two girls, Li Zongtang is very composed.

He took the two of them down the stairs unhurriedly, and walked for a few meters until there was an additional iron door in front of them.

click-

He reached out and pushed the door open, and the sound of iron locks falling to the ground echoed in the silent basement.

Immediately afterwards, the door opened in response to the sound, and in an instant, a cloud of Yin Qi with a yellow talisman came towards him, which shocked Qiao Wan. When he stood still, a red lacquered coffin suddenly appeared in the middle of the room. in front of them.

The coffin didn't have a lid, and Qiao Wan and the others couldn't see clearly because they were far away, but they could vaguely tell that there was a "person" lying inside.

"Uncle..." Zhao Ling was so frightened that he couldn't even speak clearly, "Is this a...zombie?"

Li Zongtang smiled kindly, which was a tacit consent.

Qiao Wan had fought against zombies before, he might have been startled at first, but he gradually regained his composure.

She leaned over to take a closer look, and in fact the zombie in the coffin was not bad in appearance, if it wasn't for his pale gray complexion and two cold fangs protruding from his mouth, Qiao Wan thought it should be a man with pretty handsome features.

And judging from its body shape, it should be as tall as Fu Tianlang, and in the eyes of today's people, it can be considered tall and handsome.

"Ling'er, give me your hand." Li Zongtang walked to the side of the coffin and said to Zhao Ling who was beside him.

Zhao Ling hadn't recovered yet, and didn't know he was being fooled, so he passed his hand over.

Li Zongtang's eyes were quick, and he pinched one of her fingers heavily, and then only heard Zhao Ling's "ah", a drop of blood fell from the sky, dripping impartially on the zombie's lips.

swoosh-

Qiao Wan's eyes widened, as if he heard something burning in the air.

Looking at the blood that had melted into the zombie's mouth, Zhao Ling finally came back to his senses, and shouted in shock: "Uncle! What are you doing?!"

Li Zongtang turned a deaf ear to it, let go of her and made a talisman out of nothing, and then made a life and death contract, which was deeply branded into the forehead of the zombie.

(End of this chapter)