Qeng Ho Mage

Chapter 2: Oracle Bone
"If I had to drink it!"

The noble young master who was originally amiable suddenly changed his tone to be stern.

The cinnabar hat on the top of the head shone slightly, causing the appearance of the noble young master to change drastically in an instant.

The originally jade-like appearance began to fester in an instant, the fangs were exposed, hanging down to the chin, the pupils of the eyes disappeared, and became cloudy and white.

His thin physique also swelled suddenly, emitting an unpleasant stench all over his body.

This is the original form of your son, a zombie with white eyes.

I saw it protruding its palms forward, its nails stretched rapidly, turning into sharp hooks, ready to pounce.

In his mouth, he scolded Fang Dushu: "Brave man, I can see that you are not a demon at a glance! I bumped into your master Hua Tan tonight, and I should kill you to worship the sky and eliminate harm for the demon!"

This sounds strange.

Fang Dushu thought to himself, am I the villain?Monsters are the party of justice?
He saw that this zombie had a terrifying aura, and his monster power was as strong as that of the early stage of Qi training, which was stronger than him, so he prepared to avoid the edge for the time being.

But suddenly bursts of cold air emerged from under his feet, freezing his legs like solid ice, making him unable to move.

Looking at the ground of more than ten feet around, it was all steaming.

The zombie had long wanted to kill him, but he chatted patiently with him in order to cast a spell secretly and block his escape route.

"Blood!"

"Bring blood!"

The zombie jumped in front of Fang Dushu in one step, and opened his mouth to bite off.

It thought that Fang Dushu had no power to fight back, so he would definitely have a good meal tonight.

Unexpectedly, when it was close to the neck, the small wooden stick hanging on Fang Dushu's chest suddenly jumped up and plunged into its throat.

The distance is too close, and there is no way for it to hide.

Suddenly encountered a sneak attack, it let out a strange cry, clutching its neck and retreating: "What the hell is this..."

The voice did not fall.

Just listen to bang!One sound.

It was as if a thunderbolt sounded in its body, and its body was split into scorched black instantly after this blow.

When it fell backwards and fell to the ground, the black corpse directly shattered into a cloud of dust.

Dead through.

The cold air on the ground disappeared at the same time.

Fang Dushu regained his mobility.

Looking at the miserable state of the zombies, he couldn't help shaking his head: "Your Excellency is also considered a unique corpse talent after sucking blood to the point of turning your bones into ashes."

After speaking, he walked over and untied the brocade robe that wrapped the zombie.

He was picking and picking among the black ash all over the floor, the smile gradually disappeared on his face.

"Where's the sign? Where did my life-saving sign go?"

Just now Fang Dushu used a small wooden stick to carry out a sneak attack. This stick is very powerful and has a miraculous effect on restraining demons.

The shape of the sign body is similar to that of incense sticks in temples, and its function is similar to that of talismans. Just inject some mana, and the power can be released immediately, and it can be driven many times, which lasts longer than talismans.

When Fatty ran away from home, the only life-saving treasure he carried was this small wooden stick, which was bestowed by the foundation-building ancestor of Fatty's family himself.

Fang Dushu didn't want to lose.

But he searched all over Hei Hui, but he couldn't find the shadow of the small wooden sign.

It should be that when killing the zombies just now, the spirit power was exhausted, and they were destroyed along with the zombies.

During the escape, the fat man used up all the treasures on his body, and used the small wooden stick many times. This stick is not a magic weapon, and it will be scrapped when its spiritual power is exhausted.

Fang Dushu couldn't help secretly calling out what a pity.

Now that there is no life-saving sign, if Fang Dushu encounters a monster again, he will have no means to destroy the enemy.

However, this zombie is very intelligent, and must have collected treasures for self-defense.

After some searching, Fang Dushu was very disappointed.

Among the zombie's relics, there is only an oracle bone and a cinnabar hat, and nothing else.

The whole body of the oracle bone is dark green, the size of half a palm, and its shape is almost the same as that of an ordinary turtle shell, so there is nothing surprising about it.

Fang Dushu circulated mana and poured it into the oracle bone, but he couldn't sense any reaction.

He felt that the oracle bone was an ordinary product, so he casually put it in his arms and ignored it.

Then he picked up the cinnabar hat and looked at it with great interest.

"This hat is weird. It can change the appearance of zombies, and it can also hide the smell of zombies. It must be a special magic weapon."

Fang Dushu judged that the cinnabar hat was a treasure, so he put it on his head casually.

As a result, when he wore it, his figure changed immediately, and he turned into the appearance of a noble son, and his fat body was transformed into thin and thin.

He was very happy.

I thought to myself: "This hat has the power of disguise, I can pretend to be a noble son, and at least there will be less trouble when I go on my way."

Zombie said just now that monsters from all over the world gather for a grand gathering tonight, and it is expected that they all know Zombie. He travels in the form of a zombie, even if he meets fellow monsters, he should be able to hide it.

Thinking of this, Fang Dushu picked up the zombie brocade robe and changed it on his body.

Just do a full set of acting.

After dressing up.

Fang Dushu flicked his cuffs, scattered the black ash of the zombies, and wiped away the traces of the scene before continuing on the journey.

He hopes to get out of this ghoul-infested area as soon as possible.

Unfortunately it backfired.

He couldn't tell the direction in the dark night, and after walking for about half an hour, he circled back to the walking route of the zombies.

The wilderness at night is really like a secret palace.

He thought to himself: "Since you can't find a way to leave, it's better to stop here and wait until dawn before starting." '

He intends to find a hiding place nearby and rest until dawn.

As a result, a group of fires suddenly lit up in front of them, and the fire was relatively strong, illuminating a large area of ​​the environment.

Fang Dushu observed secretly for a while, and found that the fire was lit in a valley.

In the valley, there are large phantoms wandering around, and there are bursts of eerie and hideous screams.

Fang Dushu suddenly felt his scalp go numb, and immediately wanted to take a detour and leave.

But as soon as he turned around, he saw a green-skinned zombie carrying a basket walking towards him.

"Master Flower Scout!"

There was a hole in the green-skinned zombie's jaw, which caused its voice to be muffled, like a wind leak.

However, it moved swiftly and knelt down in front of Fang Dushu: "The little one sees the master, and the master is blessed!"

Fang Dushu saw that its demon power was low, as if it had just become a demon not long ago, so it couldn't see through its own identity.

Fang Dushu showed his acting skills on the spot and began to take on the role of Master Hua Tan.

"Everyone is in the path of corpses, brother, you don't have to be polite, get up quickly." Fang Dushu stretched out his sleeves and gestured.

"Ah! The master is a man of gold, he dare not be called a brother, what a shame!" The green-skinned zombie kowtowed harder, as if he had committed some unforgivable sin.

In the circle of monsters, there is a clear distinction between superiority and inferiority.

They pay more attention to strength, status and superiority than human beings.

Fang Dushu was not familiar with their customs, so he asked curiously: "If you're not called brother, what should you call you?"

"In the past, the master always called you a small idiot, or an idiot who owed a beating!"

The green-skinned zombie cautiously said, "Besides, every time the master sees the little one, he always punches and kicks him. Tonight, he is suddenly so kind to the little one, which makes the little... makes the little one panic!"

"Kindness disturbs you?"

Fang Dushu hooked his hand towards it: "Then come here!"

The green-skinned zombie dared not refuse to do so, and trotted up to Fang Dushu.

It thought that the master had something to tell him, but Fang Dushu gave him a big slap in the end.

It was in a daze.

Fang Dushu slapped his backhand again: "Idiot! My master gave you some thin noodles in order to honor your filial piety. If you don't hurry up and hand over the tribute, you'll be rambling on and on. You're really an idiot!"

(End of this chapter)