Screaming Cycle

Ji Yu lifted his chin towards the corpses of the knights not far away. The meaning is obvious-a small group of knights have almost killed you here. If they hit the enemy's area specifically, wouldn't it be tantamount to hunting for death? ?

However, Dong Jing's attitude is very firm.

"I have good reasons."

After the young boy dressed as a girl no longer deliberately pinched his throat to speak, he immediately revealed a bit of heroic youthfulness, but he was not so hard to distinguish between male and female.

Ji Lu was about to ask Young Master Dong Er's reason for his death. Of the two surviving domestic servants, the older one interrupted their conversation somewhat nervously.

"Please forgive the old slave for being rude."

The older Tsing Yi servant said respectfully:

"It is not advisable to stay here for a long time. Let's move to a safe place as soon as possible."

As soon as these words came out, Ji Xiaoniao and Young Master Dong Er suddenly realized that this valley was indeed not safe, and it was not a place to talk.

So the two Tsing Yi servants quickly picked up the luggage scattered nearby, took out the compass that gave the way, and took their little master, two newly acquainted masters, and two living corpses with talisman paper on them. Cross the gorge and hide in the mountains and forests.

Along the way, Ji Yu learned the identities of the two surviving domestic servants.

The two are a pair of cousins ​​and nephews, the older one is called Zhong Shu, who is a steward, and the one in his early twenties is called Zhuzi, who used to be responsible for running business.

Their family has served the Dong family for generations, and it is only possible to encounter them in the Da Shi family, the kind of loyal servant who can go through the heat of the master and live and die.

In addition to the two bodies summoned by Huang Fu, Dong Jing originally considered taking a few more "people" away.

But Uncle Zhong quickly persuaded his young master.

He said that after all, the operation of the living corpse is different from ordinary people, and it is easy for people to see the flaws. If there are two, it is easy to attract the attention of others.

Young Master Dong Er could only ask Uncle Zhong to find a mountain col nearby, and then used the simplest corpse control technique to summon the corpses of the remaining fourteen servants, line them up, and jump into the col one by one. Here, it can be regarded as having a place to bury the bones in the green hills.

As for the small team of Paladins, Dong Jing didn't even intend to take care of it, so he let them scattered all over the canyon with people and horses, and the mob wilderness was over.

"A group of thugs are not qualified to let the young master condense their bodies for them!"

Dong Er Shao lifted his leg and kicked the corpse of a black-winged knight, and sipped contemptuously:

"And I tried it. My corpse control technique is useless for these scarlet ghosts."

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The time when Ji Lu and Ren Jianmo entered this "world" was noon, which was about eleven o'clock at noon, when the sun was still hanging high above everyone's heads.

They followed the loyal uncle who was in charge of leading the way around a little bit, crossing the river blocking the road, through the rugged gorge, and finally plunged into a forest. They walked until nearly seven in the afternoon, when the sun was gradually slanting to the west, before turning over. After crossing a hill, he was indeed far away from the area where the battle with the Paladin team took place.

Five people and two corpses searched for a sheltered cave and spent the night here at night.

On the way, Ji Lu had already asked why Dong Jing had to go to the south bank occupied by the Holy Court.

Young Master Dong Er joined the battle against the Holy Court on behalf of the Dong family this time, and he really planned to do his best.

The inheritance of the Dong family in Xijiang is very special.

The corpse controlled by the secret technique, although not as agile as a living person, can still move freely, and is completely controlled by the master, without fear, pain, tirelessness, and does not know how to shrink.

As long as Young Master Dong Er gives an order, all the living corpses summoned by him will instantly turn into a group of bloodless and tearless killing machines, charging for him.

"Then how many corpses can you control?"

After hearing about Dong Jing's ability, Ji Lu asked curiously.

Hearing this, the young man frowned, his expression a little embarrassed.

"This question is really not easy to answer..."

He thought for a while, and cautiously stretched out ten fingers.

"It's almost like that."

Ji Lu blinked: "Ten?"

"Slightly more than this."

There was a hint of reserved show off that was characteristic of a young person on Dong Jing's pretty face.

"At most... there can be ten thousand people!"

Ji Lu: "!!!"

Rao realized that he was already a well-informed senior performer. When he heard this number at first, he opened his eyes with fright. At the same time, he has a deep understanding of the quiet and low-key pretence of the ancients. .

"You can control 10,000 zombies at once...no, zombies?"

Dong Er Shao touched his nose, his eyebrows showed a little color.

"In fact, if you really face the number of ten thousand, using'manipulation' is not very accurate."

He frankly explained his upper limit of strength.

It turns out that when Dong Jing went out this time, he really took out the wealth of the Dong family that he had accumulated for many years, and used the meson space to bring out the spells and casting materials that could control ten thousand corpses.

It's just that he is only a seventeen-year-old boy after all. Although he is already the most accomplished young child in the family, he really has to manipulate 10,000 living corpses at one time, and it is not enough to squeeze this child into an adult.

But Dong Er Shao has another shortcut for opportunism.

He can divide large groups of living corpses into groups and choose one in each group as the "core" of his control, while the others only arrange the simplest instructions, and then make them the same as the brainless follow state in online games. , Chasing behind the "core" he manipulates and rushing all the way, the gods block and kill the gods, and the Buddha blocks and kill the Buddha.

In this way, if it is divided into as few as a few hundred, or as many as a group of thousands of corpses, Dong Jing can indeed use at most ten thousand living corpses at one time.

Of course, such a crude corpse control method can only be used on large battlefields. If the situation is more complicated, just the precise manipulation of dozens of "core" corpses would be enough to torture Young Master Dong Er to a nervous breakdown.

"I see."

Ji Xuan stroked his chin, and said to his heart that it’s no wonder that the Paladins squad will also intercept you on the road when they are attacking thousands of miles. This kind of secret technique to easily pull up the army of tens of thousands of zombies is really a bit too bad. .

"So, you are planning to enter the enemy-occupied area to collect corpses, so that you can form an army of zombies?"

"Ugh!"

This time, the loyal uncle who had been silently leading the way was the one who spoke.

"I'm afraid the two young heroes haven't actually seen it on the front line? There are dead people everywhere, so why not go to the south to find them!"

The middle-aged man sighed.

"Those scarlet ghosts, their weapons are not simple!"

Dong Jing took the conversation and explained the key points in detail.

It turns out that the army of the Holy Court is accompanied by priests on the battlefield, and they will bless the soldiers with a kind of energy called "Holy Light", which not only makes the combatants inaccessible with swords and guns and extraordinary fighting spirit, but also whenever they are killed by their swords. The corpses of the enemy will be "purified", and even the Dong family's secret technique of controlling the corpse can't wake them up.

"We have thought about it carefully before."

Dong Er Shao said:

"Then Shilaozi's'Holy Light' is probably somewhat similar to the monk's Diamond Sutra and the Taoist's Death Curse. If the dead are touched, my spells won't work."

Ji Shu nodded.

"So you need to find a corpse that didn't die under the sword of a holy court soldier, right?"

He thought about it and frowned:

"In this way, I'm afraid I can only go to the mass graves to dig graves."

"This is absolutely impossible!"

Dong Jing immediately looked like a cat with its tail stomped on. A pair of apricot eyes opened round, and the two twisted braids flicked left and right with the frequency of shaking his head.

"The most taboo thing in our business is to dig graves and tombs casually, to damage the yin! And the tombs in the fields and mountains are buried with poor people who only have a thin coffin, not to mention armor weapons, even hoes and sickles. No, even if it is sent to the battlefield, what can you do with your bare hands?"

Ji Yu said it was reasonable.

He turned his head reflexively to look at Ren Jianmo, only to see that Ren Jianmo was just holding his arms and listening to Young Master Dong Er talking silently, and he had to look back angrily.

"So you have other goals, right?"

Ji Xiaoniao seems to have guessed why Dong Jing insisted on running south.

"Exactly."

Young Master Dong Er put away the arrogant expression on his face and nodded solemnly.

He told Ji Lu that somewhere in Lishan, there was a large tomb in front of the court.

The mausoleum belonged to a founding emperor a thousand years ago, and a certain ancestor of their Dong family was one of the craftsmen who presided over the construction of the mausoleum for the emperor.

Xia Guo has regarded death as life since ancient times, and the more powerful the king is, the more so.

According to the records circulated by the Dong family, the emperor not only buried half of the treasury underground, but also took an army of tens of thousands of people into the mausoleum.

In order to keep the bodies of all the martyrs intact, and fortunately to continue to serve their monarch underground, the soldiers were all ingested with the poison. After the death of the poison, they were soaked with mercury, then put on a full set of armor, armed with soldiers, and lined up with the emperor to be buried. .

Now Dong Jing needs an army of zombies, and one must not be the undead who have died newly under the saint saber, and the other must bring his own armor and weapons. After thinking about it, I am afraid that there will be no better choice than the death of the burial person thousands of years ago. NS.

However, as a modern person with a certain biological knowledge, Ji Lu still raised his own concerns:

"Even if you have soaked in mercury, are you sure that a corpse that has been dead for a thousand years will not rot so much that there is only a dead bone?"

"It doesn't matter."

The Second Young Master of the Dong Family shook his head, "There is an antiseptic technique laid down by the ancestor in the tomb, and the corpses of the soldiers who died in the burial should be well preserved."

He paused, then added:

"And even if the spells fail, as long as the skeleton is intact, I can manipulate them."

Ji Shu: "..."

He really didn’t have much experience in the “world” of the fairy-xia cultivator. He didn’t even think for a while, since Xijiang Dong’s family can even fiddle with the corpse like a remote-controlled robot. The secret technique of non-corruption seems to be no surprise.

"Understood."

Ji Yu couldn't help but glanced sideways at Ren Jianmo again.

But to his surprise, this time, Ren Dameiren of his family also just lowered his head slightly.

The eyes of the two touched briefly, and Ren Jian looked away nonchalantly.

"In that case, let's go south and go to Lishan."