Doomsday Master

Yan Chengjiu looked down at the broken jars on the ground with some disappointment. When he went to see it yesterday, he hadn't been stolen and replaced. Didn't he expect it to be like this today? If he hadn't got it and didn't smell the strange smell, he would really think he had a chance to win.

"Judging from his pure performance, I'm afraid he doesn't know that this jar has been secretly replaced." Jun Wuzhan looked at Yan Chengjiu and said, "This shows that the person behind him is also paying attention to us at all times, otherwise he won't react. So fast. Being clean is not smart, otherwise you wouldn't be told nothing."

"The key is that he is almost broken here." Zhang Yanzhen bent down and tried to touch the things on the ground.

"Wait." Yan Chengjiu hurriedly pulled Zhang Yanzhen back, "There are many broken tiles on the ground, it is easy to hurt your hands."

"En, good." Zhang Yanzhen's face was flushed a little, and he didn't pull his hand out of Yan Chengjiu's hand.

Jun Wuzhan who has been watching:...

He bet that Yan Chengjiu certainly didn't realize how rude his behavior was.

This is not a world where cuddling and hugging are regarded as commonplace, this is the ancient apocalypse! Regardless of whether they are male or female, it is light to grab someone's hand and be beaten up like this. It would be nothing if Yan Chengjiu intentionally brought back to the mission world, but Yan Chengjiu obviously didn't mean that.

Jun Wuzhan was reluctant to take care of these nosy matters, but Yan Chengjiu was now in an alliance with him. If the progress was delayed because of some love affairs, it would be troublesome. Although the tasker shouldn't be too ruthless and unrighteous, but the kind that has too much emotional involvement must be one of the fastest deaths.

"Cough cough." Jun Wuzhan couldn't bear to watch Yan Chengjiu continue to "take a disciple" and said, "The people behind Qingjing must know us very well. Brother, you can check the past of Qingjing again. Let’s keep close contact with someone.” After speaking, Jun Wuzhan paused again, “Although Qi Zhishu and his wife are also victims, they do not rule out the possibility of bitter tricks. It’s just that you don’t want to check them. They were discovered." Now on Luoxia Mountain, Qi Zhishu and his wife are both objects of public mercy. If people under their hands find out that they are investigating them, they will probably chill their hearts.

"Senior brother, don't worry." Yan Chengjiu replied, arching his hands.

Zhang Yanzhen noticed that Yan Chengjiu's hand pulled back, his eyes a little gloomy.

the other side.

"Second brother and sister-in-law, don't take that medicine." Yun Fei said with an angry expression. If the monk said that he could not cure the disease, he said he could not. Why bother to use the Qi Zhishu and his wife as a guise? According to the master, this cleansing is also very likely to conspire with zombies to harm the same clan, which makes Yun Fei hate the teeth. He had been blind before, and he would treat others as a highly respected master.

"Don't worry, we won't eat anymore." Qi Zhishu patted Yunfei's shoulder and said, "Clean the other side..."

"I have me over there to interrogate well. Second brother, don't worry." Yun Fei said aggressively, "Second brother and sister-in-law, take a good rest, and leave the rest to me."

"Thanks for your hard work, then." Qi Zhishu arched his hands.

"Where." Yun Fei clasped his fists to bid farewell, leaving the venue to the young couple.

Seeing Yun Fei go far, Qi Zhishu slowly closed the door.

"Husband, what are you doing when you close the door?" Mrs. Qi asked with a smile, "It's closed but it doesn't ventilate."

"Madam." Qi Zhishu turned his head slowly, "Where did you go this morning?"

"I am in the morning?" Madam Qi was stunned for a while, and then quickly reacted, "I'm going to cook the sober soup for you."

"When you handed me the sober soup in the morning, there was a bit of mud on your palm." Qi Zhishu said with a low eyebrow, "Madam, is Qingjing forcing you?"

The smile on Madam Qi's face gradually disappeared, and her face became calm. There was a bit of beauty on his pale face, and the look in Qi Zhishu's eyes became deeper and deeper.

"Husband, you have been suspicious of me for a long time." Madam Qi walked carefully to Qi Zhishu and saw that he had no intention of evading at all, so she couldn't help but touch his face. No matter how many times I watch it, how many handsome men I have seen, she does not look as good as her husband.

"I...I just hope that nothing happened." An expression of pain appeared on Qi Zhishu's face. Everyone regards him as a general against zombies, and sighs for the destruction of his family. People praise him for his bravery and appreciate his kindness, but they have never thought about whether Qi Zhishu has regretted it.

His parents and brothers died in front of him one by one.

Drained by zombies, even turned into zombies, actively begging for death.

"Husband, you can continue to assume that nothing has happened. I'm still your wife, and none of your brothers will die." Madam Qi leaned in Qi Zhishu's arms, "Although I don't have much skill, I just kept it. Xiashan is a small place. As long as we don’t get involved in the fights between the dead and the corpses, we will all be fine."

Mrs. Qi's words were like a basin of cold water, extinguishing the last fluke of Qi Zhi's book.

"Husband, do you remember the day when there was a big fire in the city?" Madam Qi asked in a low voice.

Remember, how can you not remember?

That is a scene that Qi Zhishu will never forget.

"Brother, he has been weak since he was young, and such a person can easily turn into a zombie. But you are not the same as your husband. You are a general and have strong yang spirits. Normal zombies can't get close to your body. You become a zombie? If you don't have that grievance in your heart, you can't change a zombie." Because there are grievances and obsessions, some zombies will still oppose humans even if they regain their sanity.

Because they are not reconciled, not reconciled to being a zombie being driven out.

If the number of zombies in this world is not beginning to outnumber people, how can they live well? Since ancient times, zombies have been the targets of extinction by those outsiders. Monks or Taoists, it is impossible to let them live with humans, even if they try to learn to drink pig blood and chicken blood. But now it's different. Since successfully turning those virtuous kings and ministers into zombies, the world has become very different.

Taoist priests and monks are almost killed. Those masters are most reluctant to die. They have endless glory and wealth. How can they be willing to die? They even started to enjoy the days of being zombies. As long as they drink enough blood, they can still survive as a human being. If they have enough opportunities, they can even stay old and die, and fly away. They can do things that countless emperors can't accomplish. Who can stop this temptation?

If Qi Zhishu had lived in an era without zombies, he would undoubtedly be a famous minister with a long history. Unfortunately, he was not born in that era. Similarly, if Mrs. Qi did not live in this age, she would be just an ordinary woman.

Her parents have died since she was a child, and almost all her relatives and friends died. A doctor gave her orders, saying that she was a broom star who had never seen her in a century, defeating her father, her mother, and Kefke. In the end, even she could not survive more than twenty-five.

"I was the first person caught by zombies in our house." Madam Qi smiled slightly, "My body is the weakest, and I can't run fast. I still want to live and die with you. Those people are naturally willing to leave behind. People feed the zombies."

But it's probably Mrs. Qi's fate.

She was bitten by a green zombie, but instead of being sucked up, she absorbed the demon energy of the green zombie.

When Mrs. Qi woke up, she killed all the zombies around her.

From when she was bitten by a zombie to when she completely regained consciousness, it took only seven days. In seven days, she changed from a human to a stiff head.

She has a different skin color and her sanity has not completely recovered, but in her heart she wants to see Qi Zhishu. She smeared her face and turned herself into a little soldier, resisting the urge to **** human blood and mixed directly into the barracks.

She basically set off the fire in the city that day.

As Mao Zheng, she naturally has the ability to set fire.

After Qi Zhishu was unconscious, she inhaled the demon qi of the zombies in the city, and even the burned half-dead people in the city were directly cut off. She was born with a special physique, and with so many supplements, it was a breeze to become a flying stiff.

"Madam." Qi Zhishu hugged her tightly, not knowing what to say for a while.

"Husband, don't worry. I know you like this Luoxia Mountain. I promise that after the Ghost Festival, only a few people will die here." Madam Qi put her arm around Qi Zhishu's neck, "In the future, they will go out. Kill the zombies, we will continue to be a couple here, no one can care about us."

"I..." Qi Zhishu heard the murderous intent in her mouth, and wanted to say something, suddenly it went dark in front of her, and she passed out completely.

Madam Qi took him in her arms and hugged him directly onto the bed.

She took the jar out from under the bed and couldn't help sighing.

"It's not enough to make things clear and defeat them. I didn't expect him to have much ability. As for the celestial master, heh, this ability is nothing at all." Madam Qi laughed twice, "Just give him what he wants, he Won't stop me."

Madam Qi opened the lid of the jar and held the green heart in the jar in her hand.

"Husband, I also want to take it slowly, but now I can't slow down anymore." Madam Qi's eyes were a little red, but her voice was soft and watery, "How can I bear to see you become an ignorant purple stiff, you It’s a general, who should command thousands of troops. The zombie general sounds good too."

There are at least ten stiff hearts in this jar. The first nine have successfully melted into water, and all the evil spirits have gathered in this heart. As long as he feeds Qi Zhishu and eats it, his body will naturally be filled with corpse energy. With himself by his side, the husband will surely be able to successfully become a zombie at the level above the hairy stiff in the Ghost Festival. At that time, I would apologize and apologize to my husband, and then use the lives of Luoxia Mountain to discuss with my husband. Qi Zhishu will definitely forgive her.

She squeezed the zombie heart in her hand, and dripped a few drops of dark green liquid into the mouth of Qi Zhishu.

"Come slowly, I'm not in a hurry."