Zombie: Leaving Maoshan, I am refining the corpse immortal in western Hunan

There are lots of filaments and flapping moths.

"These are corpse moths. This yellow man has actually refined these corpse moths into his own skills!"

Partridge Whistle came down from the other side and saw Ning Yi dealing with Huang Pizi alone, and was about to step forward to help.

After Ning Yi stopped taking action, Zhang Qishan's soldiers, together with the partridge sentry, surrounded Huang Pizi.

Partridge Whistle even clutched a diamond umbrella in his hand, thinking that the yellow man would continue to attack with corpse moths.

Unexpectedly, there was no movement.

"died?"

Zhang Rishan walked over and after checking, he determined that the yellow-skinned man died quietly under their noses.

He walked to Zhang Qishan and whispered: "Sir, this is a method that this Lord Ning has used before."

"Even at such a close distance, we still can't find out how he did it."

Compared with Ning Yi's previous method of splitting the steel plate with his sword, this method of killing Huang Pizi on the spot shocked them far more than the dead people in the car.

To put it into perspective, the existence of these corpse moths is nothing compared to the original Gu.

Ning Yi walked to Huangpizi's side and snatched the incense from Huangpizi from a distance.

In an instant, the soul suddenly felt extremely comfortable.

This kind of sublimation of the soul makes people very comfortable.

No wonder those gods like to enjoy incense.

Zhang Qishan's soldiers then began to check the situation on the car.

"Sir, there is a sarcophagus at the end of the carriage."

After the Zhang family soldier mentioned the sarcophagus, he hesitated and added: "It's a whistle coffin."

"Take me to see."

When they went up to check, Ning Yi said, "I'll just take a look at the front of the car and I'll be here soon."

After saying that, he walked into the locomotive alone and began to open the bronze treasure box he had just obtained.

【Sword drawing】

[In conjunction with the kendo moves of Ichiyuki Sword. 】

After seeing the sword-drawing technique, Ning Yi immediately began to use his intelligence and talent to memorize the moves in his mind.

In the carriage next door, Zhang Qishan was having people transport all the coffins to the official residence.

0130 Corpse moth outbreak, suppression from bloodline

Dozens of coffins were sent to the official residence for defense.

Martial law continued along the route, but many people still saw the coffins.

The coffins were all labeled and carefully numbered.

Ning Yi, Partridge Shao and the others also went to the official residence to set up defenses together~.

In the defense official residence, a strange Buddha statue appeared in the defense official residence.

"I saw the Feng Shui in this garrison mansion last time. When did it get an extra Buddha statue?"

Qi Tiezui suddenly saw a huge statue of Sakyamuni Buddha with gold foil appearing in the defense mansion.

Seeing the appearance of this Buddha statue, Ning Yi curled his lips and smiled: "It's still here."

This trick was used by Zhang Qishan in the plot. Now seeing this Buddha statue in reality, Ning Yi was not surprised.

From the looks of it, Zhang Qishan might have deliberately let them see this Buddha statue.

Zhang Qishan pretended to be calm and explained: "I forgot to tell you that I made a bet with someone before.

This Buddha statue must be moved from the temple on the outskirts of the city to my official residence overnight. "

"I was feeling itchy at the time, so I used this transporting technique."

Zhang Qishan raised his head and stared at the Buddha statue in front of him, and explained the cause and effect to everyone.

Zhang Rishan said: "Later, someone in Changsha City gave the chief the nickname Buddha."

It's just that Zhang Rishan himself is not used to this title.

Due to the arrival of Ning Yi, the plot of Changsha City has changed.

But many plots that would have happened will still happen.

It's just that the order of occurrence has changed.

"Our Changsha City is very lively now, Lord Fo, the defense officer, and Lord Yan Junning, the leader of the nine gates!"

Fortunately, these people are all from Changsha. If they were from the capital, they would probably not be given the title "Buddha".

In Sijiu City, Buddha often refers to pickpockets who steal things.

"You can just call me by my name, no need to be so polite."

After hearing Zhang Qishan's words, Mr. Wu first cupped his hands and said, "You're welcome, Lord Buddha."

Zhang Qishan said with a wry smile: "Who in Changsha City doesn't know that Master Yan Junning is a god-like figure."

"My title of Buddha sounds more like a joke."

Speaking of which, he doesn't know any transportation skills, it's just some deception.

But the Ning Yi in front of him really knows many incredible Taoist spells.

Several others followed Zhang Qishan to the back of the official residence.

Those coffins had been placed in the back space in an orderly manner by his soldiers.

"Master Ning, this last coffin is a rare whistle coffin. Do you want to try opening it?"

Opening the whistle coffin was originally a specialty of the Zhang family.

People from the Zhang family are good at caving with one hand and two fingers.

He has been exercising his right fingers since childhood, and Zhang Qishan has two extraordinarily long fingers on his hand.

This is the most obvious feature of his Zhang family identity.

Ning Yi wanted to refuse. After all, there was no important information in these coffins.

But he suddenly discovered that the primitive Gu that was supposed to be dormant was just when he walked into many coffins.

Especially when approaching the main coffin of No. [-], the original Gu actually woke up on his own initiative.

Do these primitive Gu want to eat these eggs?

But think about it.

The primitive Gu is hidden in oneself, but cannot use one's own body as nourishment.

That means you can only go out and have a good meal every time you let it out.

Although these primitive Gu are almost impossible to kill, they are still alive.

"If that's the case, then I'm welcome."

"What will happen if I destroy this sarcophagus?"

Zhang Qishan was stunned after hearing this. They always opened this kind of coffin with skill.

Sometimes, just to show off the Zhang family's skills, they deliberately use two fingers to show off their skills.

"Of course it doesn't matter, it's just a few coffins."

Facing these coffins around him, Zhang Qishan was having a headache about how to deal with them.

As long as he can find the answer, he doesn't think there is any problem even if they are all destroyed.

"That's good."

Ning Yi walked to the front of the No. [-] sarcophagus.

Next to him was Zhang Qishan who had prepared scissors, horses, and a gong in advance.

Qi Tiezui murmured the popular mantra in the inversion world: "The coffin has skin, the belt is iron, the iron is covered with gold, and the coffin has a whistle."

"Bronze coffin, whistle coffin, don't move forward if the characters are not firm!"

"Master Ning, it is said that those who can seal coffins with iron sheets are probably no longer ordinary corpses, but... demons!"

Next to them were the soldiers of the Zhang family who had been waiting in advance.

These are all teenagers from the Zhang family who came out with Zhang Qishan.

He had little experience facing the whistle coffin in front of him.

"Get everything out."

Ning Yi waved his hand and asked them to take all the scissors and horses out.

"Father?"

The soldiers of the Zhang family thought that they would have a chance to show off their skills.

But he didn't expect that Ning Yi, an outsider, would do it.

"Withdraw." Zhang Qishan said in a deep voice: "You guys are inexperienced, so you'd better take a good look at how Master Ning opens the whistle coffin."

Ning Yi was beside him at the moment, rehearsing the sword-drawing technique in his mind.

Although it is not the rumored sword-drawing technique that kills the sky, this set of sword-drawing techniques is enough to face this ordinary situation.

Just one meter in front of the whistle coffin, Ning Yi stood quietly.

As he slowly bent down, his hand grasped the hilt of Yixi sword.

"Swordsmanship."

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