Zombie: Sorcery Automatically Maxes Out

　　"Wencai, have I finished what I want?"

　　In the backyard, Lin Feng found Wencai.

　　"It's done a long time ago, come and see if it works!"

　　Wen Cai brought Lin Feng to the side room. Inside, thirty pieces of paper armor and thirty paper knives were neatly placed.

　　They are all pasted with paper. Wen Cai usually pastes paper people well, but the first time he pasted armor and Pu Dao, he didn't look good.

　　However, it can be seen at a glance that it is indeed such a thing.

　　"How? Little Shishu, can you use it?"

　　Wen Cai also knew that he didn't do it beautifully, so he didn't dare to speak loudly, but he couldn't help it, so he tried his best.

　　"Okay, find a time, call Qiu Sheng, and Shishu will take you out for a meat meal."

　　Lin Feng nodded, but he didn't dislike the literati's craftsmanship.

　　This thing, as long as it looks like this.

　　The armored sword in his ghost soldier's hand is as powerful as an ordinary ghost weapon, not because it is well pierced, but because he has practiced it with ghost fire sacrifices.

　　"Okay, I'll let Qiusheng arrange the time tomorrow!"

　　Wen Cai was overjoyed, because what Lin Feng said about opening meat was not opening meat in the usual sense.

　　The golden body he had treasured for more than [-] years could finally be broken.

　　"Well, find me a brazier."

　　Seeing Wen Cai's excited appearance, Lin Feng couldn't help feeling sad for him.

　　In his twenties, he is still a young child.

　　"Okay!"

　　Thinking about opening meat, Wen Cai's movements became a lot more numb, and the whole person became more energetic.

　　Soon, the brazier came, and Lin Feng flicked his finger, and there was a horrible green ghost fire wrapped around a paper armor.

　　"Burn them all."

　　Lin Feng threw the burning paper armor into the brazier and greeted Wen Caidao.

　　"It's all burned?" Wen Cai couldn't react.

　　"It's for ghosts, so of course I have to burn it first." Lin Feng explained.

　　"Oh"

　　Together, the two threw the paper armor and paper knife on the side into the brazier.

　　When the fire went out, Lin Feng patted the yellow-skinned gourd on his waist.

　　Immediately, more than twenty black qi burst out from the gourd and turned into a human figure and knelt on the ground.

　　"Owner!"

　　"Little Martial Uncle, you, you have raised so many ghosts?" Wen Cai sucked in a breath of air, and then became a little stunned: "These ghosts look so familiar?"

　　"These are all the ghosts your master has captured over the years. I took a job in the Yin Division to train Yin soldiers. They were all selected by me."

　　Raising ghosts is taboo in Maoshan. Although Lin Feng is not afraid of leaking things out, in order not to bring crooked children, he finds a reason.

　　"Training Yin soldiers? Little Shishu, you are better than my master!"

　　Wen Cai was stunned.

　　His master prints money for Yin Si.

　　My little uncle trained Yin soldiers for Yin Si,

　　Are the true biography of our Maoshan so awesome?

　　"Haha... Keep it low-key, don't talk about it, keep it a secret."

　　Lin Feng lowered his voice.

　　"Don't worry, uncle."

　　"This is the armor and the Pu Dao to accompany you, one set for each person, take it yourself."

　　Lin Feng then ordered the ghosts to come.

　　"Yes!"

　　After being planted by Lin Feng's slave mark, the ghosts ordered them to be banned.

　　Soon, the ghosts were dressed neatly, and the original wandering soldiers suddenly changed their appearance, and they felt a bit elite.

　　Lin Feng put it in the gourd and waited for the night to come.

　　-

　　The sun sets, and night falls.

　　Under the leadership of Wen Cai, Lin Feng came to the top of the mountain where the grave of Mrs. Ren was.

　　There are many tombs here, some with owners and some without.

　　At this moment, in the dim moonlight, the shadows are heavy, and the invisibility is terrifying.

　　The crickets and frogs around were called Nightingale Hoofs, and the shrill voice was even more horrifying.

　　However, this was nothing to Lin Feng, who raised ghosts, and Wencai, who had dealt with corpses since childhood.

　　However, Lin Feng's trip was for Dong Xiaoyu in the plot.

　　In the plot, Dong Xiaoyu can fight against Lin Jiu. Although he is not an opponent, he can also make a few moves.

　　That is to say, Dong Xiaoyu, even if not a serious ghost, is definitely a ruthless character among the evil ghosts.

　　Coupled with his impatient looks, Lin Feng naturally would not let it go.

　　Moreover, Dong Xiaoyu's grave is next to the grave of Mrs. Ren.

　　What happened in Grandpa Ren's cemetery must not be hidden from her.

　　If you find her, maybe you can find the trace of the feng shui master hidden in the dark.

　　"Little Martial Uncle, this is the graveyard of that old man."

　　"it is good!"

　　Lin Feng nodded, picked up the yellow gourd around his waist, and lifted the cork off.

　　"Owner!"

　　Black energy surged, and ghost figures appeared one after another, half-kneeling on the ground, densely packed.

　　Five evil spirits and forty-one evil spirits.

　　As soon as these ghost soldiers appeared, the wind whistled, and the ghostly energy surged into the sky.

　　Quiet all around.

　　The crickets stopped calling.

　　The frog didn't bark anymore.

　　On the other hand, the nightingale in the forest not far away was screaming, flapping its wings to stay away.

　　"Go, bring me all the ghosts around here."

　　Lin Feng waved his hand.

　　The gloomy wind whistled, and a group of ghost soldiers started to dig three feet in the ground, looking for the same kind on the top of the mountain. .

Chapter 15

　　There are a lot of wild graves here, and even the people in the town used them as mass graves. Many people who died and no one collected their bodies. The security team in the town threw people on this mountain and let the beasts devour them.

　　Lin Fengyuan thought that there must be a lot of lonely and wild ghosts on this place, and that he could take in a few subordinates this time.

　　However, half a stick of incense passed, and he frowned: "No, why is this mountain so clean?"

　　A group of ghost soldiers swept half of the mountain, and outside of them, the two ghost shadows were not found, which made Lin Feng feel that things were a bit strange.

　　"Wencai, your master often comes to this mountain?"

　　"No, there is a mass grave here, and there are no people around, how can there be business?" Wen Cai's head shook like a drum.

　　"That's weird."

　　Lin Feng frowned and continued to wait.

　　Soon, the ghost soldiers came to report, and they searched the entire mountain, but not even a ghost was found.

　　Lin Feng specially explained that Dong Xiaoyu's grave was found, but there was no trace of Dong Xiaoyu.

　　"It shouldn't be." If something goes wrong, there must be a demon. Under the leadership of the ghost soldiers, Lin Feng came to Dong Xiaoyu's grave.

　　"Dong's Xiaoyu's Tomb!"

　　"That's right, did you go out for a walk?"

　　"That's not right, there is not even the slightest ghost left, this is unscientific!"

　　Looking at the unremarkable cemetery, Lin Feng pointed to a sword and swiped it in front of his eyes, but at this moment, he pushed the magic eye to the extreme.

　　In his eyes, two green ghost fires were reflected.

　　woohoo-

　　The wind whistled and rolled up his shirt.

　　At this moment, Lin Feng's body was awe-inspiring, and he didn't look like a human, but rather like a ghost.

　　On the side, Wen Cai was a little flustered.But he didn't understand why Lin Feng made such a big noise.

　　All around, everything related to ghosts was reflected in Lin Feng's eyes.

　　Lin Feng looked at Dong Xiaoyu's grave, and suddenly, his eyes lit up: "I found you!"