Zombies: Renjia Town creates humans, scares Uncle Jiu

If someone continues to eat it, they will find that it tastes like chewing wax and has lost its original flavor.

This is how immortals, gods, demons, ghosts and zombies feed on air.

“Wow, there’s wine!

Boy, you have a bright future!"

There was no change in Gu Hongye's expression, but the appreciation in her words was obvious.

Soon, all kinds of food filled up one corner of the courtyard.

Under the moonlight, Gu Qianqiu, Bai Rourou, Xiao Hongmei and Liu Yuting accompanied Gu Hongye in feasting on the food.

"Grandmaster? Aren't there any of these foods in the blessed land?"

After a few sips of wine, Gu Qianqiu couldn't help it.

This ancestor looks like a starving ghost.

If he hadn't requested it himself, it would definitely be correct.

It is said that a starving ghost possessed the Hongye doll, or Gu Qianqiu.

“Immortals eat air, do you understand?

There must be plenty of fine wine and delicious food in heaven and on earth, but I have been practicing in a blessed land for many years, so how can I have the chance to eat them?

Moreover, the food in heaven and on earth also has local characteristics. The taste may be better than the delicacies on earth, but after all, it lacks some worldly flavor and is not pleasant to eat.

Besides, I don’t have to pay for it.

Eat other people's sweat, I wonder if you have heard this sentence? "Gu Hongye sucked wildly and complained, "Also, don't call me Grandmaster in the future, call me Sister Hongye...

Or red leaves are also fine.

I want to experience what it’s like to be eighteen.”

"Ancestor..."

Bai Rourou became anxious.

Just calling her Hongye, wouldn't that mess up the generations?

"Ok?"

Gu Hongye tilted her head to look.

Bai Rourou's heart suddenly tightened, and she swallowed back the words of advice that were about to come out of her mouth.

"it is good!

Red leaves are red leaves!

Red Leaf girl, let's do it."

Gu Qianqiu has always been very bold, otherwise it would have been improper for him to take Bai Rourou to the bed as soon as she arrived.

Now Gu Hongye has a request.

Don't even mention calling her younger.

As long as Gu Hongye doesn't get angry, he won't be afraid of being called disgusting.

“Ms. Hongye, not bad either!

Come on, do one!"

Gu Hongye picked up the wine glass and clinked it with Gu Qianqiu.

The moon is at the zenith, and a man and a fairy are coming and going.

Gu Hongye is a breath-eater. With her level of cultivation, no matter how much ordinary wine she drinks, she won't get drunk.

Gu Qianqiu couldn't do it.

Although he can drink a lot, he is no match for a cheat like Gu Hongye.

For the first time in history, he was filled, and then under Gu Hongye's arrangement, he was helped back to the room by Bai Rourou.

Soon, an indescribable sound was heard from the room.

Xiao Hongmei and Liu Yuting, who continued to accompany Gu Hongye outside the house, had an inexplicable blush on their pale faces.

Gu Hongye was stunned.

"Isn't this kid drunk?"

……

Outside Renjia Town.

Lin Xuan took Lin Zuozuo and crossed the mass grave again and came to Ren Weiyong's tomb.

This time when they passed by, they met Mao Shanming again.

Still trapped in the half-broken coffin.

"Auntie Xuan, it's almost dawn.

After midnight, the twenty-year period was up.

Or we can wait until the time comes and dig him out and take him away."

Lin Zuozuo stared with eyes wide open, looking eager to try.

Although she practiced the method of raising corpses and had sacrificed several zombies in her sect, she had never dug a grave.

I heard that the founder of the Corpse-Raising Sect founded the Corpse-Raising Sect by digging graves. The more he dug, the stronger he became, and the more he dug, and finally he dug out a holy place.

As the successor of corpse-raising, she has always wanted to emulate her ancestor, but unfortunately she never had the chance.

“What do you use to dig?

Use your hands?" Lin Xuan glared at Lin Zuozuo, "Do you think digging a grave doesn't require any strength?

And this is not an ordinary grave, it is a dragonfly-dipping-water hole.

When digging a water grave on a sunny day, the coffin should be buried upright.

A coffin buried upright is much more difficult to dig than a coffin buried normally."

"What should I do?"

"Let's wait until they dig it out tomorrow and see what happens!

Normally, relocating graves is usually completed on the same day.

Once the body is dug out, it will be immediately sent to a new grave for burial.

The soil of the new grave has just been piled up and is fluffy and easy to dig.

At night we will wake up Ren Weiyong and let him rise from the grave."

Even if you haven't eaten pork, you have always seen pigs run. Although this was her first time doing such a thing, she had come across the experiences of her predecessors in the library.

……

After a moment's absence from Ren Weiyong's limelight, the two women did not go down the mountain, but went straight into the pathless forest and disappeared.

In the mass grave below, Mao Shanming turned over in his coffin.

"Om-"

The six-winged flying insect hiding in the tree flapped its wings and followed silently.

……

croak——

goo—

On the edge of western Hunan, in the wilderness, above an ancient temple that had long been abandoned, night crows cawing and night owls staring ferociously at the uninvited guests in the forest below.

A middle-aged monk in a monk's robe, holding a half-eaten roast goose in his left hand and a jar of wine in his right hand.

The monk had a clear goal, which was the ancient temple ahead. He was obviously planning to rest in the temple tonight.

"somebody is coming!"

"It's a monk!"

"This monk looks skinny and has little fat. I'm afraid it won't taste as good as the fat monks in the temple before."

"You know shit. Fat people have their own food, thin people have their own food. Sometimes no one comes to this crappy place for months. It's good enough that some people come now. And you're still picky."

……

The wind was howling, and in the darkness, there were shadowy figures staring at the monk, their eyes full of greed.

In those days, with war and chaos, not only ordinary people were not well fed, but many demons and ghosts were also not well fed.

There are simply too many demons and ghosts, and all the places with money and water have been temporarily taken over by those powerful demons and ghosts...

The weak who refused to rely on the strong were driven into the wilderness.

In the darkness, the monk seemed to sense something, but he didn't care and walked straight into the ancient temple that had collapsed halfway.

He sat in front of the largest Buddha statue, finished the remaining roast goose and wine in his hands, then leaned against the statue and closed his eyes.

"He fell asleep!"

"Come on, come on, let's have the feast!"

……

The wind was howling and shadows were looming in the darkness.

"boom--"

The monk who was originally dozing suddenly opened his eyes, and a magician-level aura spread out.

The monk warned: "I am just here to take a nap, if you know what's best for you, don't mess around.

Otherwise, I will send you to heaven."

Then, he gathered his energy, closed his eyes and went back to sleep.

"So fierce, this monk is so fierce!"

"So you are an alien. No wonder you are so confident. You should sleep in a dilapidated temple like this."

"What should I do? Are you still going to eat?"

"Eat shit, he's quite powerful, we can't afford to offend him."

"It's so sad to see that the meat can't be served!"

……

The greed in the eyes of the demons and ghosts could not be suppressed at all, but they dared not take any action.

In fact, they are just a mob of evil spirits, ghosts, elves and goblins.

He bullies the weak and fears the strong. It's okay to bully ordinary people, and it's not impossible to bully weak aliens.

But the monk's strength exceeded their ability to deal with.

Finally, a demon stared at the mottled Buddha statue that the monk was leaning against and came up with a solution.

"One chopstick is easy to break, but ten chopsticks cannot be broken. This monk is too fierce. We may not be able to deal with him even if we rush in all at once. But if we use this Buddha statue to combine our strength, we should be able to start the feast."

This Buddha statue, when the incense was still burning in this ancient temple, had been worshipped and practiced, and had long since become a ritual instrument.

After the ancient temples fell into decline due to the cessation of worship, these demons and ghosts gathered together and when they had nothing to do, they would attach themselves to the Buddha statues to play and pretend to be gods.

Day after day, the current Buddha statue has already been subtly transformed into a demonic weapon or a ghostly weapon.

“That’s a good idea!”

"You can try it!"

"Make trouble, make trouble, I want to start the feast!"

……

Immediately, a cold wind blew, and black shadows 1.0 rushed into the Buddha statue from behind.

The originally kind-looking Buddha statue became cold and evil, with tears falling from the corners of its eyes. It raised its Buddha's hand and patted the sleeping monk below.