wicked immortal

"Not now!" Zhao Yuan's palm grasped the King of Ten Thousand Corpses like iron tongs. Although the King of Ten Thousand Corpses struggled desperately, he couldn't move.

Although the King of Ten Thousand Corpses is powerful, in terms of raw power, Zhao Yuan is even better. After all, Zhao Yuan is practicing "The Enemy of Thousands of People", and he is already good at strength. Moreover, the King of Ten Thousand Corpses was born, not only It is because the thinking has not been integrated, and the strength has not yet fully awakened, so it is naturally not Zhao Yuan's enemy.

"Squeaky..."

The King of Ten Thousand Corpses gritted his teeth harshly, but his body was grabbed by Zhao Yuan, and he could only watch helplessly as the two priests in blue robes disappeared into the crowd.

No!

Walking around like this is not the way to go. The people here are not good-natured. If you ask rashly, you may not be able to get any news, but it may cause trouble to your upper body.

I have to find a place to live first, and make a long-term plan.

After making the decision, Zhao Yuan found an inconspicuous inn near the main buildings of the castle.

After a short period of observation, Zhao Yuan discovered that the hard currency here is spar besides food and clothing. It is estimated that there are no spirit beasts and monsters here, and spar is a non-renewable resource, most of which are brought in by practitioners. , Therefore, it becomes more and more precious.

However, according to observation, Zhao Yuan believes that everyone needs spar not for cultivation, but as currency, because in this vast array of sand, things are all bartered. Many times, if you want something, They may not necessarily exchange it with you, but the spar is a kill and can be exchanged for anything.

Although the spars on Zhao Yuan's body were piled up like a mountain, he did not plan to use them as currency. You must know that people here might know that they are newcomers if they use them, so as not to be coveted by others.

There is no doubt that spars are used in mass consumption, and people will definitely be mistaken for newcomers and local tyrants.

"Boss, we are going to stay at the store." Zhao Yuan walked to the counter, pretending to be carefree and familiar, and there were five people and six people.

"Bring it!" The shopkeeper was engrossed in the calculation, and spread his palms on the counter without even raising his head.

"...Is this sword okay?" Zhao Yuan summoned a flying sword from the Sumeru Ring. This flying sword was obtained from the underground palace in Kuaiji Mountain. The empire is also worth millions of imperial coins.

Sure enough, when Zhao Yuan took out the flying sword, the shopkeeper immediately raised his head, his eyes glowing.

"How long will you stay?" The shopkeeper's eyes showed a flash of surprise, obviously, he did not expect that someone would be willing to sell such a high-quality flying sword.

"How long can you live?" Zhao Yuan asked back.

"This... two years!" The shopkeeper hesitated for a moment.

"Two years." Zhao Yuan didn't expect that the accommodation here would be calculated on a yearly basis. After being shocked, he shook his head calmly, picked up the flying sword and was about to go out.

"Three years, free food and housing!" The shopkeeper seemed to be afraid that Zhao Yuan would leave, so he hurriedly said.

"Deal!" Zhao Yuan handed the flying sword and scabbard to the shopkeeper.

"Haha, brother is a cheerful person at first sight." The shopkeeper smiled brightly, put the flying sword into the Xumi ring, and said: "There is a room for two people on the second floor, very nice, please!"

The shopkeeper summoned an old and dizzy waiter, and led them to the second floor.

The so-called second floor is actually the building of Shamiao Castle, which is very grand and spacious. However, because there are no people and no extra decorations, walking in the tall corridors gives a gloomy feeling.

The old and dizzy Xiaoer took Zhao Yuan and the two to the room, opened the door with the key, and threw the key to Zhao Yuan, and then left tremblingly.

"Good place!"

The King of Ten Thousand Corpses walked in first, and immediately applauded.

Zhao Yuan also walked in, dumbfounded, is this an inn? !

There is nothing in this so-called room, just an empty room, full of dust and spiders, and a lot of rat droppings on the ground, the only small window is almost close to the ceiling, and you can't see the outside situation at all. , A ray of gray light shot into the room, filled with an eerie atmosphere.

No wonder it's so cheap!

Seeing the King of Corpses sitting on the ground, his snow-white bathrobe was immediately covered with dirt, Zhao Yuan could only smile wryly, this place is the most suitable place for zombies, as if it was tailor-made for the King of Ten Thousand Corpses .

"Why don't you sit down?" The King of Ten Thousand Corpses asked seeing Zhao Yuan standing at the door.

"It can't live in people, it's only suitable for living in zombies." Zhao Yuan shook his head.

"Crack, creak..." The King of Ten Thousand Corpses stared at Zhao Yuan with fury.

"What I mean is that it is only suitable for ordinary zombies, not for a respected king of corpses like you." Seeing that the king of corpses touched Ni Lin, Zhao Yuan quickly bit the bullet and explained.

"With my status, what kind of place should I live?" The King of Ten Thousand Corpses slowly stood up, staring at Zhao Yuan with sunken eye sockets, as if looking down on the world.

"You should live in a palace, you know? A luxurious palace!"

"Palace, um, I remember, a luxurious palace!" The King of Ten Thousand Corpses patted his head and nodded fiercely, as if he wanted to keep Zhao Yuan's words in his heart.

"However, we can only live here for a while now. Fortunately, this place only needs to be cleaned a little... Will you know how to clean it?" Zhao Yuan asked.

"I... no, but I can ask a few corpses to help me clean it up." The King of Corpses opened his mouth, and the breath of corpses surged in his mouth, and black mist filled the air.

"Forget it, let me do it!" Zhao Yuan was taken aback, and quickly stopped the King of Corpses, he didn't want a large group of walking corpses walking around in the room.

"Oh."

Zhao Yuan mobilized the aura, and the majestic aura formed a vortex in the air, and the majestic power of the aura, the vortex became more and more urgent, and soon, the spiders and mouse feces in the room were inhaled. In the unfathomable vortex, it disappeared out of thin air.

There is still a lot of dust sticking to the ground. It may be because it has been a long time, and it cannot be sucked away by spells. If you force the spell, it may destroy the structure of the castle. Zhao Yuan had to do it himself and borrowed some cleaning tools from the shopkeeper. After two hours of busy work, the room with a total area of ​​[-] square meters was cleaned and kept spotless.

In order to ensure that others would not break in suddenly, Zhao Yuan checked the heavy wooden door, made a padlock and hung it on it, and arranged some small formations on the door.

After finishing all this, Zhao Yuan started to decorate the room.

The matter in Zhao Yuan's Sumeru Ring piled up like a mountain. Soon, Zhao Yuan refurbished the room. The whole room was divided into three spaces by Zhao Yuan with curtains. bedroom, and the other as a living room.

After making use of the space, Zhao Yuan made some bedding for sleeping from the Sumeru Ring. Unfortunately, Wan Ling'er and the others did not put down the wooden bed in Zhao Yuan's Lingtai World and the Sumeru Ring. Can make two tents and play the floor.

"All right!"

Zhao Yuan looked at the brand new room with satisfaction.

"Is this a luxurious palace?" The King of Ten Thousand Corpses touched here and there curiously, and was even more interested in the orange-red tent.

"No, the luxurious palace is as big as this ancient castle, and it is a hundred times more magnificent than this. There are some artworks everywhere, or are decorated with gold crystals, and there are countless servants."

"Oh..." The King of Ten Thousand Corpses didn't have enough brains, he was in a daze, as if he was imagining the myriad scenes of the luxurious palace that Zhao Yuan had described.

"Guest officer, it's time to eat!"

Just as Zhao Yuan was talking nonsense with the King of Ten Thousand Corpses, the waiter's weak voice came from outside.

"Yeah." Zhao Yuan replied casually.

"Guest officer, you'd better hurry up, otherwise, there will be no food later." The waiter urged.

"Okay, I'll be right down."

……

The waiter left, and then he heard the sound of him knocking on the door all the way. Immediately afterwards, there was a burst of hurried footsteps in the originally suffocatingly quiet castle. The dense footsteps were like raindrops, which made Zhao Yuan feel like he was marching. The sense of urgency to fight.

"Hungry." The King of Corpses rubbed his shriveled belly. He vomited up a rabbit he ate not long ago. When he heard eating, his stomach actually rumbled like thunder.

"Come on, let's have dinner together."

Only then did Zhao Yuan realize that although he could go without food for several months or even years, the zombie still seemed to need food. If he wasn't fed enough, things would get worse if he went mad and ate people.

Zhao Yuan believes that zombies cannibalize people without the slightest psychological barrier.

call!

Zhao Yuan opened the door, and a figure flashed past, a violent gust of wind blew off the peaked cap worn by the King of Ten Thousand Corpses, revealing his bald head.

Whirring whirring……

Just as Zhao Yuan was about to speak, a few more figures passed by the door, the wind was as fierce as a knife's edge, and the momentum was frightening.

"They seem to be in a hurry." This time, even the dull King of Ten Thousand Corpses saw the clues.

"It's urgent... Oops, hurry up, let's go eat!"

Zhao Yuan woke up suddenly, grabbed the skeleton arm of the King of Ten Thousand Corpses, pulled it suddenly, and chased those figures like lightning. Before leaving, Zhao Yuan grabbed the door with five fingers. It closed with a bang.