Li Taibai Raising a Corpse [End Times]

"He didn't come alone." Li Taibai looked at Shuanglin and said, "There are two more, I haven't seen them before." As far as his memory is concerned, if he has seen them, he won't forget them.

"Not alone?" Shuanglin frowned subconsciously, vaguely feeling that something was a little troublesome, "Let him in by himself." Li Taibai re-established the formation outside the mountain, without him leading the way, people outside could not get in at all .

"Young commander," the young man following Ling Sheng called out hesitantly.

"I'm sure I'm here." Ling Sheng knew what he was going to say before the man finished speaking. They had been walking here for almost an hour, and no matter how far they walked, they would turn back to the original place every time. He almost suspected Encountered the legendary ghost hitting the wall.

After Ling Sheng finished speaking, he didn't hear the response from the people behind him for a long time. He subconsciously turned to look, "Adjutant Ling?"

I saw the two people were five steps away from him, their faces were still full of surprise, they looked at each other as if they were discussing something intensely, what was strange was that Ling Sheng could only see the shapes of their mouths, but couldn't hear the slightest sound, he frowned. Mei took two steps forward, and shouted loudly at the person who was facing him again: "Adjutant Ling?"

Lieutenant Ling who was called turned his head just in time, but his eyes were not looking at Ling Sheng, but he was looking around, his mouth opened and closed to say something, the word "Young Marshal" appeared in his mouth, Ling Sheng wrinkled He frowned, his eyes were dim, he was clearly right in front of him, why couldn't Adjutant Ling see him?

What's even more weird is that no matter how many steps he took toward those two people, the distance between them didn't change at all. It seemed that they were just images projected in front of him, rather than real people. Li Taibai's delicate face, when he turned around again, the entrance that he had not been able to find appeared in front of him. Ling Sheng hesitated for a moment, then raised his feet and walked forward. After walking through the narrowest path between the two mountains, he passed a slope. , Sure enough, I saw two familiar figures standing on the hillside not far away.

"I'm back." Shuanglin took a step forward, Ling Sheng nodded, and his eyes fell on Li Taibai standing behind him. This face seemed to be a little different from the last time I saw it, with sharper edges and corners. The eyes are bright and clear, and the calm seems to stay out of things forever, as if nothing can stir up half a ripple.

From the beginning to the end, the young man gave him a mysterious and unfathomable impression, but when he thought of the weird scene just now, he could use this kind of method, and he couldn't just use supernatural powers to describe it. What could it be?

"My brother doesn't know you're back yet, maybe you can surprise him by going back now." The smile on Shuanglin's face seemed relaxed.

Ling Sheng smiled bitterly unexpectedly for a moment, "There are two more people who came with me just now..."

"Don't worry about this, they are just lost and will not be in danger."

"That's good," Ling Sheng pursed his lips, his expression became complicated, and he could vaguely see that he was a bit embarrassed, but Shuanglin seemed to be unaware of it and looked at him with a half-smile, not intending to initiate a conversation.

"Shuanglin..." Ling Sheng finally opened his mouth, "Can you not tell A Zhi that I have been back?"

"Come back?" The smile in Shuanglin's eyes deepened, "What do you mean, you plan to leave right away? Or..." He paused, "You don't plan to come back?"

"Of course not!" Ling Sheng frowned, and explained eagerly, "There has been a large number of parasitic human bodies in the base, and nearly one-fifth of the people have a high fever. If it continues, the consequences will be unimaginable, so ..."

"So what?" There was no smile in Shuanglin's eyes.

"When Ah Zhi had a high fever, since your blood works, I wonder if you can..."

"Hmph," Shuanglin snorted coldly, "What? Do you want to make up for Huang Chenghai's regret and send me to the test bench? Or do you want to drain my blood and save those irrelevant people?"

"No, don't get excited." Ling Sheng frowned, a little annoyed at himself, "I just need to take care of your blood. People who participated in that incident, including Huang Chenghai, have died, and the laboratory has been reshuffled. All you need is a tube of your blood for them to research the anti-toxin.”

"How do I know whether they can succeed with only one tube of blood? Human nature is a creature that is always insatiable. At that time, for the sake of national righteousness and the continuation of the race, they will openly dissect me and sacrifice themselves for righteousness. Young Marshal Ling can't stop it either."

The sound of Shaoshuai Ling made Ling Sheng feel bad in his heart. His brother-in-law has always been difficult to deal with, but if Shuang Zhi finds out, it's still small for his decisive nature to hurt him. Maybe he will be sad .

"I know this request is embarrassing for you, but it's tens of thousands of lives. If human beings are really extinct, it's meaningless for us to live in this small mountain village..."

"Who told you it was us? Besides, in this small mountain village, there are mountains, water, food, play, and lovers. It's very interesting. Young Marshal Ling probably can't understand the beauty of it, so walk slowly."

"Double purlin!"

Shuanglin stopped, raised his eyebrows, looked vaguely happy, turned his head away, and changed his expression again, "I can give you a tube of blood, but if you go out of this door, you can't come in again." It's gone." He looked at Ling Sheng with a half-smile, "Young Marshal Ling, how do you choose?"

"Must it be like this?" Ling Sheng's eyes darkened instantly, gloomy and extremely depressed.

People with spiritual abilities did not grow up at the same time as those with attacking abilities. They are far from being able to restrain the alien species. The lives of tens of thousands of people are almost entirely dependent on the special physique of the double purlin. Grandpa also fell into a high fever yesterday. If there is no one else in the base Sitting down... deep struggle and pain flashed in his eyes.

Ling Sheng closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, his eyes were clear, "Okay." He raised his hand and threw a syringe to Shuanglin, "Take blood."

"Compromise so soon?" Shuanglin raised his eyebrows, with an unclear smile in his eyes, "It seems that your feelings for my brother are nothing more than that..." He took the syringe and was about to plunge it into his arm. When he was in the blood vessel, he was stopped by Li Taibai, "I'll do it."

He didn't use a needle, he directly used the method he used to inject blood for Shuangzhi that day, but generously filled the needle tube and handed it to Shuanglin. He just understood the conversation between the two of them. It can save the lives of a lot of people, and it is also a good thing to accumulate good deeds. If you do something with a little effort, it will be beneficial to him without any harm.

Shuanglin handed the needle to Ling Sheng, and Li Taibai sent him out. When he came back, he tilted his head and looked at Shuanglin, but didn't speak.

"What's the matter?" Shuanglin pulled him over with a funny face, "What are you doing looking at me with such eyes?"

"Are you really not letting him come back? Shuangzhi will be unhappy, why did you do that?"

"Of course not, it's just..." Shuanglin pursed her lips and smiled, "It's just that I'm not happy to see the way he's winning."

"Isn't he your brother?" Will human beings kill each other by blood?

"It's just a joke, and it's harmless." Shuanglin hugged Li Taibai, as if he didn't care about it. "Besides, do you think this Ling Sheng is really a simple person who can be manipulated?"

Li Taibai tilted his head, thought for a while half-understood, opened the hands on his shoulders with the twin purlins and said, "Cultivation." After speaking, he flew into the corpses, made a place, and sat up cross-legged.

Seeing his closed eyes, Shuanglin sighed helplessly, and sat down in a meditative position. The night was still very long, and he sorted out all the things he had just discovered in his mind. A certain way of communication, low-level heterogeneous sacrifices and high-level zombies must be strictly hierarchical and united like ants. Then, is it possible that he can find some way to achieve the effect of commanding zombies?