Zombie: Sorcery Automatically Maxes Out

　　And when everything is done, if I want to be the head, the position of the head of Maoshan will be left to me.

　　If I don't want to, I will choose you, or the third senior brother, from the three meridians, and come to sit in the position of the head..."

　　Lin Feng talked eloquently and said the verbal agreement between Li Zhanlong in the past.

　　"Wonderful, little uncle, everyone in the world is being played by you and the elder Taishang."

　　Shi Shaojian looked excited, this big melon could let him eat for a year.

　　Even in the next few years, even in this lifetime, he can take it out and brag.

　　"Then how did you think about it?"

　　Shi Jian is much calmer than Shi Shaojian. If everything really develops as Lin Feng just said, then it will be the best.

　　Whether it is Maoshan or Lin Feng, they will be the big winners, stepping on the bones of the corpse sect, becoming famous all over the world, and being sung by the world through the ages.

　　But, is all this really that simple?

　　Even if there is an internal response, the corpse sect is so easy to swallow?

　　The human heart is not enough for a snake to swallow an elephant. With the size of Maoshan, if you want to eat the corpse pie, if you are not careful, you might be called an explosion.

　　Moreover, the corpse sect has been arranged for thousands of years, will there be no success?

　　Thousands of years ago, the whole world attacked it, and the corpse sect escaped and retained a lot of strength.

　　And now, it's a thousand-year arrangement.

　　Besides, between the corpse-hunting faction and Maoshan, will Lin Feng choose Maoshan?

　　If it was other people from Sanmai, Shi Jian believed that they would choose Maoshan without hesitation.

　　However, as Lin Feng, Shi Jian was not sure.

　　Because he knew that Lin Feng had three veins in his heart, but there was no Maoshan.

　　And Sanmai belongs to Maoshan, but Maoshan does not belong to Sanmai.

　　"Is the corpse sect really unforgivable?

　　In the past, the corpse-hunting faction was attacked by a group and was forced to remain silent.

　　In that battle, the corpse sect fell from the peak and disappeared, and everything that should be paid back can be said to be paid back, right?

　　Now, the forces of the world are still staring at the corpse-hunting faction.

　　Among them, is it because of the hatred of the past, or because of the background of the corpse sect~々? "

　　Lin Feng's eyes were sharp, he did not answer Shi Jian directly, but in his words, he expressed his attitude.

　　"This……"

　　Shi Shaojian's eyes widened, and with his small head, he had never thought about these things before.

　　Hearing what Lin Feng said now, he seemed to be enlightened, suddenly enlightened, only to feel that everything in this world was shrouded in a layer of fog.

　　When looking at things, you can't just look at the surface, you must also go deep into the deep relationship.

　　"I understand."

　　Shi Jian nodded, not surprised by Lin Feng's search.

　　He was not surprised by Lin Feng's choice of the one-person corpse sect and Maoshan, which was governed by the blessed land of the Yin World.

　　"At that time, I will be completely offended by the elder Taishang. I am afraid that the days after Sanmai will be even more sad."

　　There was a little more apology on Lin Feng's face.

　　If you don't do it for yourself, you will be punished!

　　However, because of this, Sanmai suffered losses, and in his heart, he felt a little bit regretful.

　　"As long as you can make the corpse-hunting faction rise again and dominate the world, the days of the three veins will only get better and better."

　　Shi Jian said with a deep meaning, with Lin Feng's strength and potential, he believed that he might be able to wait until this day.

　　And this is a big gamble.

　　If the bet is lost, the situation of Sanmai will be worse.

　　And if the bet is won.

　　Maoshan will be ashamed for this.

　　But the three veins will, because of this, flourish.

　　"..."

　　Shi Shaojian was beside him, stunned.

　　As smart as him, these two bosses, although a lot of words did not speak directly, but he made up his mind clearly.

　　This world is about to change.

　　If the little uncle can hold on, then he will be awesome in the future.

　　If the little uncle can't take advantage of...

　　No, how could the little uncle be unable to hold on?

　　……

　　Leaving the gym where Shi Jian was located, Lin Feng no longer stayed, and went directly to the direction of Wenxian.

　　He didn't choose to fly, but to walk slowly on this land.

　　Using both feet to measure this piece of land is also a kind of practice, cultivating the mind.

　　At the same time, the war is about to start, and he also needs to be familiar with this land and prepare for the future.

　　Because this land may turn into a battlefield.

　　-

　　Soldiers and horses are in chaos, people in the world are suffering, and there are many burial mounds in the wilderness.

　　Lin Feng walked along the way, I don't know how many I met, and my heart was already numb.

　　But seeing it again, my heart is still a little cold.

　　However, this mass burial mound was somewhat different from the mass burial mounds he had seen before.

　　The other mass burial mounds are all whistling in the dark wind, and there are occasional crows, but nothing else.

　　But here, there is a sound of "¨~clang clang clang".

　　If it was an ordinary person, I am afraid that he would have been scared and fled.

　　And Lin Feng is not an ordinary person.

　　"This is, someone is robbing a tomb? This world (Wang Qian's) way, alas!"

　　Lin Feng sighed, but he thought of moving mountains and Xieling.

　　Moving mountains and robbing tombs is to search for immortals and ask for medicine, and to search for the whereabouts of Zong Chenzhu.

　　Xieling robbed tombs for the sake of money, for the sake of his brothers to eat and live.

　　In the tomb robbery world, moving mountains and ridges is an organization that stands at the top.

　　In the tomb robbery world, there are more small gangs of single people, or two people, a few people.

　　They are purely forced by life. After all, there are ghosts and gods in this world.

　　If it weren't for the fact that the cauldron could not be opened, and the situation was precarious, who would provoke these things.

　　Immediately, Lin Feng turned around and walked in the direction of the sound.

　　Being poor cares themselves, being wealthy cares the world.

　　Although he has not yet reached the level of being able to help the world at the same time, if he wants to change a person's fate, it is very easy.

　　.......

Chapter 389

　　Several broken coffins were scattered on the ground, and around the coffins, broken corpses were scattered all over the place.

　　The bones were dug out by the hungry wild dogs, and they were full of tooth marks.

　　The moonlight entered the water and poured down, the shadows of trees and ghosts in the mass graves.

　　The yin wind whistled, mixed with strange noises, and it was even more creepy.

　　In this kind of place, even if the sun is shining brightly during the day, only the corpse-carrying people who are forced to live here go in and out to bury the corpse.

　　At night, even the corpse-carrying people were reluctant to set foot there, and it could be said that there was not even a ghost shadow.

　　But tonight, an uninvited guest came here.

　　The bright moon hung high, and for some unknown reason, it stayed directly beside the coffin on the ground, where a sneaky figure was working hard.

　　Wang Cai was holding a hammer and chisel in his hand, lying on the coffin that had been decaying because of the weather, and was pulling nails.

　　There are already holes around the coffin, and I don't know if it was corroded by wind and rain, or it was bitten by mice.

　　Anyway, if the mouse wants to get into the hole, there is no problem at all.

　　Inside the coffin, there is indeed a nest of mice. The feng shui outside is exposed to the sun, the coffin is sheltered from the wind and rain, and there is a "meat" that exudes a strong aroma. These mice are naturally willing to stay inside.

　　Although the old bacon here is very dry and hard, it can't be chewed at all, but it's pretty good to look at, isn't it?

　　Therefore, a litter of mice, on the corpse in the former official uniform in the coffin, went in and out, making the scalp numb.

　　Wang Cai is a jerk in the neighborhood, and he doesn't know anything about tomb robbing and prying coffins.

　　However, he had a brute force, and after a while, all the twenty-eighty-six sealing nails on the coffin were pulled out.

　　"Squeak-"

　　The frightening voice, along the whistling wind, spread far and wide.

　　The rotten coffin lid was slowly pushed open by Wang Cai.