Zombie world, start with full level system of sorcery

Chapter 7 Lin Fengjiao

Renjia Town, Yizhuang.

On the first day of the full moon, the Yizhuang was brightly lit. Beside the desk in the courtyard, a middle-aged man with one eyebrow in sackcloth and a long robe was leaning over the desk with one hand and a brush in the other, drawing talismans with great concentration.

"Even though the evil spirit talisman is one of the basic talismans in Maoshan, it is also the most sophisticated one. Qiusheng, Wencai, pay attention to the direction of my strokes!"

Two young men stood beside the middle-aged man. The short-haired and handsome young man stared at the talisman on the table, looking like he was thinking hard.

The other young man with a mushroom head and a mature face lowered his head, fiddling with the hem of his clothes with his hands in a daze.

"Did you hear me!"

"Yes, Master."

The short-haired young man hurriedly responded, and saw that Mushroom Head was still in a daze, and kicked him fiercely.

"Ah? What's wrong, Master?"

Lin Fengjiao had a panoramic view of the expressions of her two disciples, and couldn't help sighing.

"Call work and enter the house, I have to teach you two bastards a lesson!"

These two boys usually don't work hard when they learn, but when they really need to use it, they know how good they are. They have to suffer a little before they know how to regret it.

Shaking her head, Lin Fengjiao waved her hand and was about to go back to the house to get the ruler, when the sound of 'Dingling, Dingling' came from outside the Yizhuang, accompanied by shouts.

"Yin people go on the road, Yang people give way!"

Lin Fengjiao's expression suddenly dawned on her, knowing that it was her junior brother who had seen her.

"What are you still doing in a daze? Why don't you open the door for your uncle? Help invite his guests to the morgue."

Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai, who used to be like children who made mistakes, immediately regained their spirits when they heard that it was the uncle who came.

"Understood, I'm going to help my uncle invite guests."

Qiu Sheng grinned and hurriedly ran out the door, and Wen Cai followed him out belatedly.

Outside Yizhuang, Simu and Zhang Yichu are driving a group of walking corpses.

"Uncle Master!"

"Uncle Four Eyes!"

Qiusheng and Wencai walked out the door happily.

Fortunately, the four-eyed uncle came at the right time. The most troublesome thing for them was the master teaching the Maoshan technique, because every time it would make the master angry, and then there would be another lesson with the ruler. I was beaten.

"Hey! You two brats have good ears."

With four eyes laughing and cursing, he slapped Qiu Sheng and Wen Caide on the back of the head with one hand.

The two of them didn't dodge, they smiled foolishly, Qiu Sheng's eyes were sharp, and he saw that there was a young man about his own age behind the walking corpse, but he couldn't see his face clearly because of the sky.

"Uncle, Jia Le also came with you?"

Before Si Mu could say anything, Qiu Sheng saw the unfamiliar face of the approaching young man, and couldn't help being puzzled.

"I haven't seen it before, Uncle Four Eyes, have you accepted a new disciple?"

At this time Lin Fengjiao also came over, seeing this young man, she couldn't help raising her eyebrows, showing a look of surprise, and then kicked Qiusheng.

"He's not your four-eyed uncle's disciple, he's our junior, your junior uncle, Zhang Yichu."

Seeing Lin Fengjiao walking out, Zhang Yichu stepped forward quickly, bowing in a salute.

"Senior brother, long time no see."

Among the many senior brothers and sisters, only this one keeps a straight face all day long and treats him the most harshly.

But Zhang Yichu also knew that Senior Brother Lin treated him the best among his elder brothers.

"It's been a long time."

Lin Fengjiao nodded, and kept looking at this little junior with her eyes, and then her face darkened. With his cultivation, it was obvious that Zhang Yichu was full of Yin Qi.

At this moment, Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai on the side regained their strength and hurriedly greeted Zhang Yichu.

"Hello little uncle, my name is Qiusheng."

"Hello little uncle, my name is Wencai."

"Well, how are you all, I often hear my senior brother talk about you two."

Zhang Yichu also smiled and waved his hands, the names of the two of them really sounded like thunder to him.

"The two of you go to help first, and arrange your uncle's guests. I still have something to talk to your two uncles."

After Lin Fengjiao finished speaking, she turned and walked towards the lobby living room.

"I know Master, we promise to arrange it properly."

Qiusheng and Wencai stepped forward to take the Sanqing bell and soul-inducing lamp from Simu's hands, and led the guests to the morgue.

Simu and Zhang Yichu followed Lin Fengjiao into the living room.

As soon as she entered the door, Lin Fengjiao's breath suddenly released, and Zhang Yichu was overwhelmed by the power of the fake alchemy peak warlock.

"Tell me! What's going on with your dark energy?"

Seeing Brother Lin's terribly gloomy face, Zhang Yichu knew that he was really angry, and now that he had come, he simply had a showdown.

"Brother, I have practiced sorcery."

As he spoke, Zhang Yichu slightly released his mana.

Immediately, Lin Fengjiao felt the fluctuation of mana with the state of enlightenment, as if thinking of something, anger flashed in her eyes, and the slap containing mana slapped Zhang Yichu.

With quick eyes and quick hands, he stepped forward to block the angry blow.

"Brother, don't worry, since we dare to come to see you, things will not be what you think."

"When I saw him half a year ago, I was still an ordinary person who didn't know how to cultivate. Now he actually has a mana full of yin energy, and he claims to practice sorcery. If he didn't do anything outrageous, would you believe me?"

Lin Fengjiao pointed at Zhang Yichu tremblingly, and roared in a low voice.

"Senior brother, please listen to me first. When I first saw this kid, I was surprised and questioned him, but there are other reasons for the matter. Let Yichu boy explain it."

Si Muqiang supported Lin Fengjiao to sit down, picked up the teacup at the side, and motioned him to drink it, calmly.

"Senior Brother Lin, I know what you're thinking, but who am I, Zhang Yichu? After all these years, don't you understand? Although I practice magic, I didn't increase my cultivation by killing living beings!"

Zhang Yichu looked at Lin Fengjiao with a serious face, although his whole body was lingering, but there was determination in his brows.

Lin Fengjiao couldn't help hesitating when she saw her junior brother's expression.

"Then tell me."

Lin Fengjiao took the teacup from Si Mu and motioned him to continue talking.

"I'm not willing to be lonely. After going down the mountain, I accidentally obtained the ghost control technique. I couldn't help but try to practice it. Brother Lin, you know that when I was in Maoshan, I didn't know anything about it."

"But I didn't know it until I started to practice ghost control. It turns out that I am not without talent, but I have no sense of Maoshan magic, or righteous magic. In terms of evil magic, I can be called extraordinary talent."

"In just a few months, relying on this ghost-controlling technique to catch ghosts and eliminate demons all the way, my cultivation base has skyrocketed to the current state of Tongqiao."

Lin Fengjiao looked surprised. If she really relied on her own talent, just a few months would be equivalent to two or three years of hard work by ordinary people. She can definitely be called a natural seed of cultivation.

If there is no accident, it is inevitable to congeal the fake pill in the future, and it can even be cultivated into a real person, even the legendary celestial master realm is not impossible.

But this talent is only reflected in magic?
"Senior Brother Lin, can't practicing sorcery help justice? Is sorcery necessarily evil?"

(End of this chapter)