Zombie world, start with full level system of sorcery

Chapter 12
"Why are you alone, Qiusheng?"

Looking at Wen Cai who came alone, Lin Fengjiao couldn't help but wonder.

"Master, Qiusheng was called over by his aunt for dinner, and she said that Qiusheng would help look after the shop tomorrow."

The mushroom-headed Wencai was as stupid as ever, and when he saw Zhang Yichu behind Lin Fengjiao, he hurriedly called out his little uncle again.

"Well, after today's homework is done, you go to the secret door in the Dharma hall and clean the inside. Your little uncle and I have other important things to do."

"understood."

Retiring her literary talents, Lin Fengjiao took Zhang Yichu to the bedroom to rest, while she went to prepare blood-tonifying medicine soup.

In the bedroom, Zhang Yichu looked at the strange yet familiar face in the mirror.

Thin and pale face, the law lines between the eyebrows appear and disappear, prominent cheekbones, a pair of thick eyebrows upside down, thin lips and narrow eyes, making this childish face look a bit harsh.

Often accompanied by ghosts, and the negative mana born from the practice of sorcery, has made her temperament so sinister, but one thing to say, this unique aura sets off her unusual handsomeness.

Up to now, with the help of the system, Zhang Yichu's strength is not what it used to be. He raised his hand to order the Yin soldiers to go out, and with a peak cultivation base of Tongqiao, he didn't say anything about going wild and acting rashly. There is no fate of being chained and toiled to death like in the previous life.

Feeling emotional for a while, Zhang Yichu sat cross-legged on the bed, with his five hearts turned to the sky, and the powerful yin mana in his body was circulating around the sky.

The peeling wound on the back gradually felt itchy, and the scabs had begun to coagulate. It seemed that it only needed a few days of recuperation before it could return to its original state.

With a thought, Zhang Yichu summoned a human leather banner, and his mana was stimulated.

"come out!"

The billowing mist surged, and the bedroom, which was originally not big, was now crowded with a group of Yin soldiers.

"We greet the lord!"

Including Xiaoqian, a total of 29 Yin soldiers knelt down on one knee.

That Xiaoqian moved her beautiful eyes, twisted her plump buttocks, and walked slowly under the tight-fitting gray and white cheongsam. She consciously came behind Zhang Yichu, and gently pinched her shoulders.

Zhang Yichu looked quite enjoying it, it seems that the decision to accept this female ghost was very wise.

In a blink of an eye, he looked at the ghost soldier, the ghost general, who stood tall like an iron tower.

"Since he holds the official position of Yin Division, this Yin soldier still needs to have a good appearance. The armor worn by the Yin soldiers who were subdued before was only condensed by foreign objects. Now the mana has been greatly increased, and by refining the human leather flag, it can be compared by analogy. Even better armor and blades can be rebuilt for them."

With this in mind, Zhang Yichu didn't hesitate any longer, his hands kept moving, the bubbling mana gathered in his palms, and he began to refine armor for his Yin soldiers.

This action consumed a huge amount of mana, but within half an hour, Zhang Yichu felt a slight tingling pain coming from his dantian, indicating that his mana had been exhausted.

As for the Yin Bing armor, only two sets have been refined, one for General Ghost and one for Xiaoqian.

At this moment, the ghost general wears a lacquer-colored domed pocket on his head, and wears a mountain-patterned armor. His two arms are shining with bronze-colored shoulder-swallowing beasts, and the thick-backed long knife carried by one hand is full of evil spirits.

It is worth mentioning that Xiaoqian's armor is quite different from General Ghost's.

Under the black leg skirt as short as the hips, there is a pair of pale and slender plump jade legs. On the compact leather armor, the peaks are steep, and a soft whip is wrapped around the waist.

Compared with the temperament of a mature woman before, Xiaoqian now has a heroic spirit.

Zhang Yichu nodded in satisfaction, especially Xiaoqian's outfit, which really satisfied his bad taste.

"Thank you, my lord, for bestowing armor!"

"The servant thanked the master, I really like it very much."

The rest of the Yin soldiers could only watch eagerly.

"You don't have to be greedy. When my mana recovers, I will refine it for you when I find time."

Beckoning to attract the leather flag, Zhang Yichu took all the Yin soldiers into the flag, and continued to return to the dantian for nourishment.

When everything was tidied up, there was a knock on the door.

"Junior Brother Yichu, the soup is ready."

It was Lin Fengjiao's voice.

Zhang Yichu hurriedly got up and opened the door, took the bitter-smelling decoction, and looked at Lin Fengjiao gratefully.

"Thank you senior brother, how can I ask senior brother to deliver the medicine in person."

Lin Fengjiao waved her hands slightly, and sat down on the nearby stool, her nostrils fluttered, smelling a cloud of yin that had not dissipated.

"If you don't take good care of your wounds and restore your vitality, why are you cultivating again? You have lost so much energy, blood, essence, and energy. Be careful of losing your original source!"

Zhang Yichu looked at Lin Fengjiao who was staring at him, and couldn't help feeling warm in his heart.

"It's okay, junior brother, I'm young and have a lot of energy and blood. Even if I lose a little, it won't be a problem. Besides, I'm already practicing sorcery. Too much energy and blood is not a good thing."

Ignoring the cunning behavior of her little junior brother, Lin Fengjiao's face became straight.

"This time I came here for my brother. Actually, there is one more thing. I made an appointment with Mr. Ren in the town a few days ago. We will drink Western tea together tomorrow, and at the same time finalize the matter of moving his father's grave."

"Oh?"

Zhang Yichu's eyes lit up, and it seemed that the plot timeline in the original book had already begun to advance.

"Brother. Is there something strange about this?"

"That's right. Regarding the relocation of the coffin for burial, Yijing should not move. I have tried to dissuade Master Ren many times before, but he still insists on doing so."

Lin Fengjiao pushed the soup on the table, signaling Zhang Yichu to drink it quickly.

"During this period of time, I also took the time to investigate the tomb of Mr. Ren. The dragonfly point **, which was originally considered a treasure of geomantic omen, is now full of corpses. As expected, the corpse of Mr. Ren inside has turned into a zombie. "

Zhang Yichu frowned, suppressed his bitterness and drank the soup, and when he heard the word zombie, he thought to himself, as expected, he has been in this world for so long, and he has never even seen a real zombie.

"What does that brother mean?"

"Brother Wei thinks that all of this is caused by someone behind the scenes. It is probably the enemy of the Ren family who used the technique of refining corpses to destroy the feng shui of the dragonfly point, with the intention of cutting off the luck of the Ren family."

Now that he knew that the tomb of Ren Gong, which had become a place for raising corpses, was deliberately done by someone, and Lin Fengjiao, who had always been responsible for eliminating demons and defending the Tao, naturally would not let it go, at this moment his eyes were cold.

"Regardless of their grievances, they dared to use corpse refining to premeditate murder, and they are still near my dojo. I will definitely meet him for a while. Junior brother Yichu, we have a Western tea appointment tomorrow, and you will go with me."

"Not long after you left the mountain, you don't have enough experience in the world, so this matter should be regarded as experience, how?"

The reason why she was asking instead of making a direct decision was that Lin Fengjiao still considered the injury of her junior brother. In her opinion, this matter was not too serious, and there was no need to be in a hurry for the junior brother's experience.

"Since senior brother said so, how dare Yi Chu not agree, but he hasn't come into contact with zombies yet, so he still needs to ask senior brother for advice, hehehe."

Zhang Yichu had a hippie smile on his face, and he arched his hands in a funny way. Such an understatement was naturally to dispel Lin Fengjiao's worries.

The pain of peeling the skin looks tragic, but it is actually nothing more than a skin trauma to me.

So the two made an appointment tomorrow morning to go to Master Ren Fa Ren's western tea appointment together.

Before leaving, Lin Fengjiao suddenly turned her head.

"By the way, junior brother, do you know how to drink Western tea?"

(End of this chapter)