The Low-Key Life of a Necromancer

The time agreed with Vizor Lei has arrived.

Li filled his arms with magic materials, made all the necessary preparations, and came to the Weize family's ancestral home alone.

The house where a banquet was held a few days ago is now deserted.

No one wanted to go near the residence of a genocide-stricken clan, and even the most cunning merchants in the capital were unwilling to purchase such a property.

Li arrived at the gate of his ancestral home and found that the iron fence at the gate had been pushed down maliciously.

There was garbage all over the door, and someone had written some crooked words with paint.

Li tilted his head and looked at it for a while, and found that the words written in the paint were basically words like "you deserve it!" "Retribution!" "God's punishment!" etc.

These contents were probably written by people who had a bad relationship with the Weiser family, or they might be performance art by some bored people.

Li stepped through the dirty entrance and saw the main house with broken glass.

The building was completely destroyed after just a few days of neglect.

If the deceased members of the Weizer family knew that this would be the case after their death, they would probably be so angry that they would crawl out of their graves.

Click click click!

Suddenly, a strange sound was heard in the dark corner. Li looked carefully and found that his random thought just now had come true.

The soil in the corner of the flower bed was loose, and a human hand was breaking up the soil.

Li walked forward and took a closer look, and found that the hand was not rotten except for the bruises.

In other words, the bodies buried here are most likely the members of the Weize family who died a few days ago.

"Is this a corpse transformation?"

Li left early that day and did not see the scene after the Weize family was exterminated.

Li Tongtong had no idea who collected the bodies of the Weize family and where they were buried.

The hands struggling to climb out at Li's feet may prove that the bodies of the Weize family have not been moved.

Some people buried them on the spot without applying holy water to exorcise the evil spirits.

"You are so pitiful that you still can't rest in peace after death~"

Li put his hands on the ground and used earth magic to move more soil.

A grave mound was quickly built, and the corpse ghost that originally wanted to crawl out was sealed underground by Li's magic.

"Dust to dust, ashes to ashes. Don't worry about the troubles you had when you were alive after you die. Just be a good ghost down there and don't come out to scare people. I'll burn a few more paper beauties for you when I have time..."

After Li chattered on for a long time, there was no movement at all in the grave.

After saving the soul of a deceased person, Li wiped off the non-existent sweat from his body, but when he turned around, he saw another deceased person.

At the gate of the deserted main house, the old man sat in a wheelchair and threatened Li.

After Li approached the old man, the other party felt Li's breath as a living person, and his twisted limbs waved more excitedly.

Li recognized the predecessor of this corpse, who was the head of the Weize family who died from a curse.

Li couldn't understand. He had clearly turned into a zombie, so why was he still sitting in a wheelchair?

Li Youxin used magic to resurrect the head of the family in front of him. This person must know some secrets of the Weize family.

However, considering the possibility of a battle with Lei, Li must retain sufficient magic power.

"Old Patriarch, since you are restless, be my witness~"

Li walked behind the wheelchair and pushed the head of the family, who had turned into a zombie, into the main house.

The rest of the main house was dark, with only the fireplace in the hall glowing with a fire.

Li spotted Lei on the long sofa facing the fireplace.

Lei rested his feet on the armrest of the sofa as if he was on vacation, swaying on his toes from time to time, looking very comfortable.

"Lei, I came here as agreed."

"Oh, I thought you weren't coming."

Lei sat up from the sofa and made room for Li.

Lei patted his side and motioned for Li to sit down and chat slowly.

"You asked me to come here just to sit down and talk?"

"Of course~ What did you expect? Fight with you and kill you?"

At this moment, Lei was very calm, completely different from his crazy state in the past few days.

Li suspected that Lei might have taken a mood-stabilizing potion beforehand.

Lei threw a piece of wood into the stove in front of him to make the flame burn more vigorously.

"Li, you've seen that I can only turn dead people into undead when I cast necromancy. I'm very curious, how do you resurrect people?"

Lei is not interested in ordinary things. The reason why he pays attention to Li is because Li has mastered the essence of necromancy.

How could Li possess such a power beyond common sense as coming back to life?

"You use resurrection magic, and it can only transform corpses into undead spirits!"

Lei nodded and pointed at the old patriarch who was scratching in his wheelchair.

Combining Lei's situation with the problems encountered when teaching Xiaoli the art of necromancy, Li made a positive guess.

"The problem isn't with necromancy, it's with me."

Li pointed to his head, which contained souls from another world.

Li believes that the crux of the problem lies here!

Lei saw Li's actions and immediately denied it with disgust.

"Don't think you're special just because you've been promoted. Everyone in the Weiser family has gone through the promotion ceremony."

The Weize family uses the Book of the Dead to fuse souls, which is an ancestral skill. Naturally, Lei has experienced the same thing as Li.

"You know, I have not only fused one soul, but I have fused it many times. You can't even feel the pain of conflicting thoughts and torn souls!"

Lei didn't believe Li's statement and blamed the problem on the ascension ceremony. This was Li's prejudice.

The reason why Lei was so quick to deny it was precisely because of the suffering he had endured over the years.

"The Weiser family has tried everything but failed to master the lost art of necromancy. You must have other secrets you haven't told me!"

In order to prove that his suffering was not in vain, Lei used magic to break through the floor beneath his feet.

A big hole was blown in the floor, and looking down from the hole, all one could see was deep darkness.

However, the strong smell of blood announced that there was a cruel research facility hidden in the basement of the Weiser family's house.

All the other members of the Weize family were killed by Lei, and Lei also contributed enough value to the king.

Now Lei only has one thought left, which is to figure out what the meaning of his efforts over the years is.

This has become Lei's obsession.

Seeing that Lei was showing signs of paranoia again, Li Hao was afraid that he would go crazy again.

It would be scary to think that Lei would really use the Weize family's research facilities to slice the plums and make juice.

"Don't go crazy, I have a guess!"

Li signaled Lei to calm himself down. Lei took several deep breaths and pressed his hands on the protruding limbs under his robe. Only then did he slowly calm down.

"Speak now. If what you say is worthless, I will let you taste the pain I once suffered!"

Lei lifted a corner of his robe, allowing Li to see his twisted limbs.

The body covered by the thunder robe is more vomit-inducing than the most disgusting zombie in horror movies.

Li suppressed the urge to retch, turned his head to glance at the stove, and stated the speculation he had been thinking about so far.

"You said that the Weiser family lost the inheritance of necromancy. Have you ever thought that the inheritance was not lost, but was taken away by someone?"

As soon as Li finished speaking, Lei next to him jumped up from the sofa.

Lei's eyes were bloodshot, and he looked as scary as a bloodthirsty beast.