Zombies: Renjia Town creates humans, scares Uncle Jiu

However, a necessary step for a magician to become a geomancer is to communicate with the power of the earth veins.

Measuring the land beneath his feet with his feet will help him better understand the power of the earth veins.

Prepare for the subsequent breakthrough.

Although as long as he has enough experience points, passing the level will not be a problem for him at all.

But it is always good to practice, get familiar with and feel the power of the earth veins.

At the same time, he also wanted to take a good look at the mountains and rivers here and familiarize himself with the terrain in case of emergency.

The two men walked and stopped along the corpse road, but their speed was not slow. They walked more than sixty miles in one day.

The sun sets and the moon rises. The nearest town is still about thirty miles away.

It was normal for travelers to sleep in the open air, and Gu Qianqiu had not thought of settling down in the town. Feeling a little tired and not wanting to walk anymore, he just made a bonfire in the wild, and then went around to find some cold pheasants and rabbits, and put them on the fire to keep them warm.

After eating and drinking, I rested by the fire.

If it were ordinary people, one or two people on the road, they would definitely not dare to do this.

After all, in this era, in the wilderness, you have to be wary of both mountain bandits and horse robbers, as well as demons and ghosts.

In the uninhabited wilderness, there are always wandering ghosts and monsters.

In the wilderness at night, the fire that dispels the darkness is a guiding light for them.

But for Gu Qianqiu, it doesn’t matter.

No matter whether it is mountain bandits, horse bandits or monsters and ghosts, if there is anything that dares to cause trouble, it will give Gu Qianqiu experience points.

In a blink of an eye, three days passed and Gu Qianqiu had walked two hundred miles.

That night, the moon was bright and the stars were sparse. After eating and drinking, Gu Qianqiu lay on the ground, resting his head on Gu Hongye's thighs and looking up at the starry sky.

The night wind was howling, and Gu Qianqiu vaguely heard bells and shouts in the wind.

"Jingle Bell--"

"Yin people go on the road, Yang people stay away!"

……

On a quiet corpse road, Jia Zhengjing was leading a group of zombies.

Jia Zhengjing is in his early sixties and has passed the age of sixty.

When he was young, he was a true disciple of Maoshan and studied under a corpse-driving master of Maoshan.

Later, his master passed away and his soul went to the underworld. He was just a small Taoist disciple and did not have the combat power of a magician, so he was deprived of his status as a true disciple and became a side disciple.

However, although his true identity was taken away, it did not affect his business of corpse-driving.

He had followed his master on this corpse road since he was a child, and he had many acquaintances and regular customers. He had lived a comfortable life over the years and had saved quite a bit of money.

He had no children and no apprentices. Logically, the money he saved should be enough for him to live out his life in peace.

But he still walked on the road of driving corpses regardless of wind or rain.

It’s not that he loves this line of work so much.

Instead, he has a little-known fetish, which is that he likes cold corpses.

He had this habit since childhood, but he didn't dare show it when his master was around.

After his master passed away, he could no longer hold back as he was driving corpses alone.

Every night when it was quiet and deserted, when he felt like it, he would talk to the female customers about life.

"stop!

Rest where you are!"

The flowers are in full bloom, and Jia Zhengjing is in high spirits again. He leads the zombies into the woods beside the road...

132. Clean up the house! The real Gu Hongye!

"A fellow disciple is coming!

I don’t know which uncle or senior brother is running this road.”

Gu Qianqiu sat up and looked in the direction where the sound came from.

The corpse roads in Xiangxi are well-connected, connecting almost all the villages and towns.

Every night, there are nearly a hundred corpse-driving teams traveling along the Corpse Road.

Among them, there are true Maoshan disciples such as Simu and Qianhe, but more are Maoshan side sects.

After all, there is a threshold for true inheritance. One must at least have the combat power of a mage, or in other words, an elder who is still in the world of the living has the combat power of a mage.

However, only a few can reach this level.

Most of the side sects spend their entire lives stuck at the level of Taoist children, and it is already very good if they can reach the level of Taoist disciples.

Although these Maoshan side sects cannot enjoy the benefits of the true sect's "iron rice bowl", they are all registered with Maoshan, and they offer sacrifices to Maoshan on weekdays. At the same time, they also enjoy Maoshan's protection. They are fundamentally different from the "wild Maoshan" like Maoshan Ming.

The ancestors of the Ye Maoshan were mostly from the side sects of Maoshan, so they knew some Maoshan techniques, but they are no longer listed as Maoshan, and they no longer worship Maoshan on a daily basis, so naturally they no longer enjoy the protection of Maoshan.

The camp that Gu Qianqiu and his friends chose tonight is also next to the Corpse Road. Logically, as the corpse-driving team gets closer, the bells and shouts will become louder and louder.

However, after waiting for a long time, Gu Qianqiu found that the movement in the wind had disappeared!

"Stop to rest?

No, at this late hour, under normal circumstances, the corpse-driving teams would rush as fast as they could, fearing that they would miss the time and fail to reach the next post station by daybreak. Under normal circumstances, it would be impossible for them to practice."

“Or did you take another path?

But this is the only road we have come this far, and there are no other forks!"

"Could it be that something unexpected happened?"

The more Gu Qianqiu thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong.

With a thought, he stayed on a tree nearby and watched the six-winged flying insects around him rush out and fly towards the direction where the previous sound came from.

Under Gu Qianqiu's personal control, the six-winged flying insect was already able to explore an area within a two-mile radius.

Not long after, the six-winged flying insect found a group of zombies standing side by side with corpse-suppressing talismans on their foreheads in a forest more than a mile away from Gu Qianqiu.

The zombies were staggering, and seemed to be out of control.

"Something really happened?"

Gu Qianqiu frowned and controlled the six-winged flying insect to move forward.

Then, under the tree behind the zombies, I saw an old man hugging a female corpse and doing unspeakable things.

Is this a plot about corpse-driving scandal?

The familiar scene made Gu Qianqiu's eyes widen and he stood up suddenly.

"brute!"

"what happened?"

Gu Hongye asked doubtfully.

"There are scumbags bullying female customers." Gu Qianqiu's eyes flashed coldly, "I'm going to kill someone, do you want to go?"

"Bullying female customers?"

Gu Hongye was stunned for a moment, then reacted immediately.

"Damn it!"

……

the other side.

Jia Zhengjing was having a great time.

Suddenly, a bug flew over and hit him in the eye.

"WTF?"

Jia Zhengjing screamed and covered his eyes.

But the flying insect rushed over again.

"Damn it!"

Jia Zhengjing's magic power surged in his hand and he slapped it.

Snapped--

The six-winged flying insect was knocked to the ground by it.

"What bug?"

Blood was oozing from his eyes and it was so painful that Jia Zhengjing was completely limp. He no longer had the heart to play. He went forward to pick up the insect he had killed and took a look at it. He was suddenly startled and a chill rushed from his tailbone to the top of his head.

Not wild bugs.

Instead, it is a magical machine made to look like a bug.

The divine machine is controlled by people.

In other words, his deeds were discovered.

"How to do?"

Jia Zhengjing suddenly panicked.

Playing with customers is a big taboo in the corpse-carrying business.

Once exposed.

Apart from anything else, Maoshan will be the first one that will not let him go.

He put on his clothes in a distracted manner, and then put clothes on the female corpse next to him. A fierce look flashed across Jia Zhengjing's face.

Grit your teeth and slit your wrists.

Blood spilled.

Jia Zhengjing gritted his teeth and fed a little blood to each zombie.

The aura of the zombies became even colder.

If it weren't for the corpse-suppressing talisman on his forehead, he would have definitely resurrected as a corpse and turned into a white zombie.

After making preparations, Jia Zhengjing continued on his journey with a group of zombies.

Soon, he bumped into Gu Qianqiu and Gu Hongye who were rushing over.

"Yin people go on the road, Yang people avoid -"

Seeing Gu Qianqiu and Gu Hongye coming towards him, Jia Zhengjing's eyes narrowed slightly, but on the surface, he remained calm and continued to drive the corpses normally, as if nothing had happened.

He was not sure whether these two people were the owners of the insect machine just now.

However, in the eyes of the law, these two people are not ordinary people...

Therefore, the magic power in his body was ready to move.

If the two men made any unusual moves, his zombies would suddenly rise up, resurrect, and rush forward...

He wanted to play it by ear.

Gu Qianqiu was thinking of striking first.

In front of him, a cold light came towards him.

"not good!"

Jia Zhengjing was shocked.

However, before he could react, he felt a pain in his abdomen and his dantian was broken.

The magical power that was ready to move in the body instantly poured out from the damaged Dantian...

Decades of hard work were destroyed in an instant.

"you……"