Doomsday Master

"You can choose a prop on the third shelf, with a pill." The Desperate Puppet saw the more mature Yan Chengjiu, as always.

In the past ten years in the army, Yan Chengjiu can't say that he has gained a lot, nor can he say that he hasn't gained anything. He basically recognized all the people in the army, but no matter how many. After all, when there is no mission, the regiment does not prohibit the regiment members from doing anything, and those regiment members will naturally not stay in the regiment's garrison all the time. Yan Chengjiu’s biggest gain is probably that he is familiar with the props and medicinal pills, and he has collected a lot of information about the world, knowing how people perform tasks, etc. Speaking carefully, what he has learned in the past ten years is better than what he has learned in the past ten years. He had all added up before.

After Yan Chengjiu knew that his next world would be a ghost-like apocalypse, he had already selected the props for himself based on his own reality and the experience of others in missions, but he didn't know if the props were in the range of his choice. Yan Chengjiu walked and looked at it. There were hundreds of props on the third shelf, but fortunately, the one he wanted existed.

The B-level props are dry and raging fire amulet, a stack of fifty pieces in total, which can cause huge damage to non-humans, but it has no effect on humans. At the same time, it can release non-human possession. It can be described as a must-have for home travel. .

The end of the world of ghosts is difficult to say, but it is not too difficult to master the method. But speaking of it, the most troublesome thing for the taskers is the "control" or "possession" ability that ghosts and monsters often appear in the end of the world. It is simply overwhelming. If you don't pay attention to your teammates around you, you will betray, and you can't even control yourself Now, those who are exposed to this kind of doomsday mission for the first time often suffer from this. Generally speaking, when choosing to go to the ghost-like doomsday world, the choices of the taskers are basically divided into two categories, one is the talisman nameplate that can remove the possession state and has its own attack effect, and the second is the magic circle with exorcism effect. weapon. But the black impermanence in Yan Chengjiu's hands is enough, and the preference is naturally in the former. Among the former's props, there are almost a dozen types that fit Yan Cheng's old ideas, but perhaps "story thinking" is the cause. Yan Chengjiu always feels that Fulu and ghosts are more compatible.

As for the pill, Yan Chengjiu unceremoniously chose a therapeutic "life-renewing pill" this time.

"Please go to the mission world, the mission survival time is eight years."

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Five hundred years ago, the Central Plains finally ended the century-long history of wars and disputes, and Emperor Huitian ruled the world and calmed the world.

Emperor Huitian has countless people in his hands, and he is generous and distinguishes good and evil. After Emperor Huitian ruled the world, he changed the name of the country to "Yao" and established the "Qianqiu Pavilion". The merits of his heroes were counted among them, and they were left for future generations to watch and miss, and praised them for a while.

But sixty years later, Emperor Huitian became old and obsessed with the art of immortality. Alchemist and Taoist monks went to Kyoto to contribute prescriptions. One person gathered the knowledge of a hundred schools. The above ancient animals were used as medicine, and seventeen elixir of immortality. A gold medal is not broken when you take it. It is a body of copper skin and iron bone. When Emperor Huitian saw Shen Ke, the tester, he was extremely powerful and recruited the heroes of the world's famous generals, divided and eaten, wanted to share the future, praised countlessly, and the officials were grateful. Ten days later, the tester died violently. Emperor Huitian and his courtiers died one after another. His son was furious, killing thousands of alchemists and monks, banning the learning of immortals and Buddha, and the stricter etiquette.

Two hundred years ago, Yaoguo's monarch power fell, and the power of the six great families gradually flourished. Years after droughts and floods, the people did not live in trouble, and chaos had arisen, so God punished God. There are deceased people who do not rot, gather resentment and unfavorable anger, come out at night and devour flesh and blood. Ancient books record them as "zombies".

Today, zombies have been the beginning of chaos in the world, and the doctrine of the heroes is divided, and the learning of the fairy Buddha is thriving.

When Yan Chengjiu opened his eyes, he found himself in a deep mountain.

When he appeared in the mission world before, the clothes on his body had never changed, but this time there was an exception. The clothes had become the ancient robe style, and his hair had almost fallen to his waist, which was quite inconvenient.

This is strange, is it possible that the mission world that I experienced this time is a feudal society?

Yan Chengjiu was shocked and suspicious. But now it’s dark, and the mountains and forests don’t know the danger. Instead of rushing down the mountain, it’s better to wait until dawn before making a decision.

Thinking of this, Yan Chengjiu looked around and found a tall tree. He leaped onto a thick branch with a light effort, so he could talk about it after a night.

The sky was slightly bright.

Yan Chengjiu suddenly heard a hurried cry for help coming from his ear.

The source of the sound seemed to be a woman, a little far away, and the sound seemed very harsh.

Yan Chengjiu has carefully observed this place. This mountain is inaccessible, even animals are rarely seen, and there are no trails, so it can be seen that there are no people. At this point in time, a woman's cry for help suddenly appeared. It was really weird. What kind of conspiracy was to keep the balance? However, Yan Chengjiu is not familiar with this world at all. If he doesn't ask for a question, I'm afraid he won't understand what situation he encounters.

After thinking about it, Yan Chengjiu took out a piece of talisman paper and flew along the source of the sound.

Cuifang has been running away, and a lot of scars have been made on her slightly beautiful face by the branches, and some have even begun to scab. It was precisely because of the blood on her face and body that the zombies behind her could not let go. She could only run away and shout for help, praying that someone would come out to help her, but gradually, her voice became a little dumb, behind her. The zombies are getting closer and closer to her.

The zombie's face had completely rotted, and he was wearing a veteran's clothes. Only his hands still kept the appearance of a human being, but they were too dark. Cuifang heard people say that this is the so-called "Purple Zombie", which is the lowest level among zombies, but it has just formed, and there is no saneness. Obviously, this zombie is of this kind.

If she was still in the village, Zi Zang would still be a monster that the villagers could handle, but unfortunately she fled from the village, and now she is probably not lucky enough.

"Ah." Cuifang yelled shortly.

Under her feet was a half-exposed rock, which just caught her footsteps.

Cuifang fell to the ground, the rotten smell of the zombie filled the tip of her nose, and his hand grabbed her neck, and the rotten face was about to bite Cuifang down.

My life is over!

Many pictures flashed in Cuifang's mind for a moment, and finally he could only close his eyes in confession.

Zizi

Cuifang felt the hands pinched on her neck suddenly loosen. She opened her eyes slightly and found that a bluish-white flame appeared on the zombie's body, and there was a half-burning talisman on her face. When the talisman burned out, the zombie also fell completely.

This... Is this the manifestation of the heavenly master?

Cuifang's eyes widened, as if she couldn't believe her good luck.

"Little... girl, are you okay?" Yan Chengjiu saw that the woman was also wearing an ancient robe, and how many patches were sewn on her body, but the color of the patches was similar to that of the clothes, and the stitches were dense. Come out. However, the talisman he had just flew past the ear of the woman and then onto the monster. It was obvious that the monster was not human, but the woman was human.

However, the effect of this talisman was really good, and the monster was completely burnt in a moment.

Thinking of the rotting look on the monster's face just now, Yan Chengjiu felt a little sick. What the **** is this? It's incomprehensible that I can move even if it's so bad!

Cuifang heard the sound and saw that the other party turned out to be a handsome young young man in black, with a long knife in his hand. I am afraid that the talisman is what he owns.

This is the hero in the mouth of Mr. Shu!

"Thank you, the hero for helping me. The little woman didn't expect to repay, so she kowtowed to you." Cuifang didn't care about her injury, and quickly bowed down to Yan Chengjiu.

"Oh, girl, wait." Yan Chengjiu knew that in ancient times it was not possible to touch other girls casually, so he had to avoid her courtesy. "I'm just passing by here, girl, please hurry up."

Cuifang couldn't hear Yan Chengjiu's remarks. After a dozen or so bangs, she was unwilling to get up. Obviously she wanted to do more. Even the most famous celestial master in the nearby village, if you want to kill a zombie, you have to open the altar. Use black dog blood and chicken blood on the spot. Where can you burn the zombie with a talisman like this living god? Clean? If more kowtows make the living **** happy, it doesn't matter if she kowtows for three more days.

After a while, Cuifang stopped, and Yan Chengjiu breathed a sigh of relief, and finally could talk normally.

"Dare to ask the girl, why are you here in the mountains so early in the morning?" Yan Chengjiu didn't dare to ask directly what the monster was, so he had no choice but to turn around.

"This celestial master..."

"I am not a celestial teacher." Yan Chengjiu waved his hand quickly.

"The little girl understands that the identity of the celestial master cannot be exposed casually." Cuifang nodded thoughtfully, "This benefactor, listen to me."

It turns out that Cuifang's family is a hunter, and he followed his parents to ask for a living in the mountains since childhood. However, her parents passed away due to illness a few years ago, and she was not able to survive in the mountains as a single woman, so she had to go down the mountain to join her relatives. Although she is an orphan, she still has some money in her body. In addition to her needlework, she can pick up animal skins, and her life is pretty good. She has a good life. Although her parents have died, her wealth is one of the best among the women in the village. Naturally, some people will inevitably make up their minds. Cuifang was forced to marry by a few rogues, and relatives looked at her dowry. Where would they help her? Unexpectedly, her relatives wanted to sell her to an old man to be a child. She had a strong temperament, so she wanted to return to the mountains and continue to live the life of an orion.

"The little girl originally thought the mountain road was easy to walk, and didn't want to be overgrown with trees. She had already covered the road in just a few years. When she was resting on the way, she met a zombie who was chasing her and was fortunate to be rescued by her kind father." Fang sighed slightly, "Looking at his identity, I am afraid it is the Wang Ya servant who disappeared a year ago. I am afraid that he was infected with corpse poison and did not dare to tell others, so he planned to die in the mountains. It was just that the little girl was fateful and happened to meet him. "Thinking of this, Cuifang couldn't help but feel a little sad. A small corpse poison can be treated with glutinous rice, but if the corpse poison is too heavy, the only way to become a zombie is. Unless the corpse is burned in advance, even if it is a heinous criminal, he does not want the bones to disappear!

"Zombie?" Yan Chengjiu was a little surprised when he heard this. He knew that some worlds are so-called zombies, but where are zombies so weird? The whole body is rotten, smelly, and jumping when chasing people?

"My grandson doesn't know?" Seeing Yan Chengjiu's surprised look, Cuifang felt weird. Zombies have been around for a long time, and they knew that zombies were terrible before they even remembered it. Didn't this one know?

Yan Chengjiu said, "Don't hide this girl, I followed my master to learn art in the mountains since I was a child, and then my master died of illness, and now this is the first time I go down the mountain. There is no Jiazi in the mountains and I don't know the years, but I don't know what the world looks like today?" After that, Yan Chengjiu added, "It's just weird here, why are these zombies so proliferation?"

"No wonder." Cuifang was simple, convinced of what Yan Chengjiu said, "En Gong, you know about things decades ago. Before, zombies were all in the county, not in our small village. But in recent years, these zombies have become more and more numerous. Fortunately, those who come to us are all purple zombies, we can barely support it. If there are some white zombies, I am afraid we will not do it."

What is the white stupor and Metarhynchos?

Yan Chengjiu originally thought that his ten years of study was enough to cope with one or two by himself, but now it seems to be useless.