Zombie: Sorcery Automatically Maxes Out

　　"vomit--"

　　A putrid odor that was no less than ten times stronger than before the lid of the coffin was opened, Wang Cai frowned, covering his nose with one hand, and fanning the other hand in front of him to drive away the stench.

　　A gust of night wind blew, and the smoky breath dissipated most of the time. Wang Cai lay down and began to grope in the coffin.

　　"Ah, my brother's name is Wangcai. I don't have money to cook today, so I have to take your brother to get a knife."

　　"Let's make money from dead people. If there is something that disturbs your brother, you can pretend that you don't see it."

　　……

　　"Qiusheng?"

　　"No, it just looks a bit similar."

　　"Why is this scene so familiar?"

　　"Unify Zangshan?"

　　In the darkness, Lin Feng watched all this quietly.

　　In his eyes, there are many homeless ghosts wandering in this mass grave.

　　However, they did not infringe Prosperity, but avoided it.

　　This is not because the wealth is strong, and the ghosts and gods are invincible, but his character is hard.

　　Such a person is the most suitable for a corpse hunter.

　　Of course, the premise is that he is willing to be a corpse hunter.

　　"Blow out your anger at the zombie, this guy, it's kind of interesting."

　　Seeing Wang Cai sticking his head into the coffin, looking for something and talking, Lin Feng showed a playful smile on his face.

　　Based on his cultivation, he could naturally perceive that the old man in the coffin had already turned into a corpse and was a serious zombie.

　　Moreover, the strength is not weak, it is a black and stiff.

　　Otherwise, how could his body withstand the bite of a mouse.

　　However, this guy was exposed to the sun during the day because the coffin was thrown to the ground for some reason.

　　Although it was not directly exposed to the sun, the sunlight falling on the coffin board also dispelled a lot of his corpse aura.

　　Therefore, he has been in a deep sleep.

　　"This zombie is not simple. In the plot of the unification of Zongshan, he can walk on two legs like a duck, which is already different from ordinary zombies... Moreover, he knows how to control the coffin to chase the enemy, which shows that he has A certain amount of wisdom... This is another alien species, with a little training, it is a future flying zombie..."

　　With Lin Feng's current strength, he was so stiff that he couldn't see it much.

　　But now, he is no longer alone.

　　He is about to become the head of the corpse sect.

　　The head of a sect needs to consider not only the improvement of personal cultivation, but also the development of the sect.

　　If a sect wants to rise and prosper, it needs to constantly introduce new blood.

　　For the corpse hunters, this fresh blood can be human or zombie.

　　From Lin Feng's point of view, this person and a zombie are all worth cultivating.

　　"Dude, you are poorer than me."

　　Wang Cai touched the zombie's body all over, and reluctantly lifted it up and shook it a few times, but it turned out to be nothing.

　　This made Wang Cai, who had been busy for a long time, a little uncomfortable.

　　After all, he still has a suit full of patches.

　　This guy, even his clothes are tattered.

　　Really what a horrible word.

　　With a sigh, Wang Cai sat on the ground with his back against the coffin, ready to take a rest before going elsewhere to find money.

　　"rock--"

　　A muffled sound.

　　The coffin lid that fell to the side flew straight up and landed on the coffin again.

　　"what happened?"

　　Wang Cai suddenly jumped up.

　　Before he fell, his mouth was wide open.

　　A look of horror appeared on his face.

　　Because the coffin moved.

　　Hit him straight.

　　Snapped--

　　Wang Cai fell and sat directly on the coffin.

　　The coffin moved forward rapidly.

　　Let the above Wang Cai hugged the coffin tightly in fright, knowing that the coffin hit a tree and stopped.

　　Wang Cai's eyes and hands were quick, and the boy jumped to the tree.

　　Then he got under the tree, slipped down, and ran desperately.

　　In the rear, the coffin was in hot pursuit.

　　One person froze, one after the other, rushing towards the nearby town.

　　"These two guys, let them suffer first..."

　　Lin Feng followed closely behind, hanging from a distance.

　　If you hit a ghost, naturally you have to find a Taoist priest.

　　Prosperous wealth, who is so familiar with this generation, rushed into the town and went straight to the No. [-] house in Maoshan with the loudest signboard in the town. .

Chapter 390

　　In the town, there are two gymnasiums, and the signboards say the first one in Maoshan.

　　A bright signboard with gold powder on it looks imposing.

　　The plaque of a family is dull, crooked, and the clothes are worn out.

　　And these two gymnasiums, in fact, are teachers from the same door, all belong to Maoshan Gate.

　　It was opened by two brothers of the same school and the same teacher.

　　The two senior brothers, one surnamed Qian and the other Wu, have not dealt with each other since childhood.

　　When going down the mountain, because of the lack of strength, he was arranged by Maoshan to guard this place together.

　　However, the characters of the two are destined to not be able to eat in the same pot.

　　So, it didn't take long for the two to split up, each opened a gym, and competed with each other.

　　Generally speaking, if there is anything mysterious around the town, they will come to these two people.

　　Those who have money will basically look for this real person.

　　Because Qian Zhenzhen pays attention to things, whether it is lining or face, he does it beautifully, so that people can't find faults, and he feels that the money is worth it.

　　As for the price, those who are looking for real money, who are not rich people, don't care about these small money.

　　On the real Wu side, it was just the opposite.

　　His business is even better than that of Qian Zhenren.

　　However, from his dilapidated family, it can be seen that he makes more money than a real person.

　　This is not because his strength is weaker than Qian Zhenren.

　　But he doesn't pay attention to pomp and circumstance when he does things, he only talks about reality.

　　Speak without restraint.

　　Therefore, those who invited him were poor people nearby.

　　These families are not rich in the first place, and many even have difficulty eating.

　　How much money do you expect to make from them?

　　That must be impossible.

　　In business, many times, the most important thing is the card.

　　Wang Cai first rushed to Wu Zhenren's door.

　　When he looked up, the plaque was worn out and not even upright. He felt a chill in his heart, and ran to the opposite side, Qian Zhenren's door, and slammed the door hard.

　　"Master, open the door..."

　　"Master, open the door..."

　　……

　　The door was hammered "bang and bang".

　　Inside the house, Taoist Qian and his apprentice Afa stood up, tidied up their clothes, and then slowly stepped forward and opened the door.

　　"What is it?"

　　Taoist Qian looked at prosperous wealth.

　　A little familiar, it should be someone nearby.

　　Dressed up, not like a rich person, it is estimated that there is not much oil and water.

　　However, no matter how small the mosquito legs are, they are also meat.

　　It's impossible not to pick up business delivered to your door.