The male protagonist, he doesn’t follow the script [Quick Transmigration]

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One person and one ghost turned to the coffin again.Before they had time to look at it, the golden boss appeared.

Now that I looked closely, I found that the coffin on the bed was very rich, and the coffin boards were covered with gold edges.The coffin lid is not thick wood, but a transparent crystal is inlaid in the middle of the wooden frame.

Through the crystal coffin lid, one can see a male "person" lying on his back inside.

He looked young--but in the case of the zombie progenitor, appearance had nothing to do with age--slender, with skin as white as paper.

But if he is the general...

"Then what's the matter with you? - It seems that you are not breathing or heartbeat."

Tan Jiuzhang asked, quietly clenched two talismans in his hand.

"I?"

Boss Jin smiled, with faint wrinkles on his face.

"I'm just an ordinary person under his protection."

This answer made it clear that he didn't care about it, and Xia Yi sneered.Just as he was about to speak, he saw a cold smile suddenly appear on Boss Jin's face, and he stretched out his hand on the wall and quickly pressed a few buttons.

He had a bad premonition in his heart, and was about to rush over to catch the boss Jin, but the boss had already taken a step back, closed the door, and went back to the bedroom outside him.

Xia Yi accelerated too fast and couldn't hold back his momentum. He thought he could go through the wall and jump to the other side to catch that Boss Jin, but he hit the wall hard and bounced back!

"The wall is made of the same material as those jars! It's tough enough."

Xia Yi rubbed his forehead and shouted.

"We have to get out quickly." Tan Jiuzhang hurried over and grabbed his arm, "This Jin Guangli must have tampered with."

"Jin Guangli? His name is this?" Xia Yi thought he couldn't run fast enough, so he simply dragged people up and flew back towards the door they came in.

However, after he floated out of the small room where the general's coffin was stored, he froze all of a sudden.

The secret door at the end of the long corridor filled with pots on both sides has been closed at this moment.

What's worse, in this corridor, black Yin Qi began to spray out from both sides of the wall.

Xia Yi was already startled by the high concentration of Yin Qi here, but at this moment, the concentration has reached the point where ordinary people can die instantly.

Yin Qi, on the one hand, can deprive normal living creatures of their vitality and lose their bodily functions; on the other hand, it can erode the soul, make people fall into nightmares, and make people lose their senses.

This is also the reason why most ghosts cause harm to the world.

Perhaps their initial thought was out of some kind of obsession—revenge, or reluctance to their family and loved ones.But in the end, as time goes on, being in the dark all the time will also be consumed by the darkness.

Xia Yi is an exception, one is because he has integrated the memory of the ghost king, not the ghost king himself, so he is not so empathetic; the other is that his rich time-traveling experience has taught him to maintain his own heart when substituting.

But this doesn't mean that he can remain unaffected by being trapped in the endless thick Yin Qi.

Xia Yi was more worried about Tan Jiuzhang than himself.

After all, the Ghost King is a femininity, but Tan Jiuzhang is a living person who has been eroded like this... How long can the spiritual power of the Celestial Master resist?

Xia Yi was anxious.

At this moment, the shelf holding the cans in the corridor made a "creaking" sound, and was driven back by some kind of mechanism, sinking into the wall.

Suddenly a baffle slid open from the ceiling, and then a zombie jumped down!

This brought Xia Yi back to his senses.

He watched with his own eyes one after another zombies with ugly, skinny bodies and even stinky pus falling from the ceiling to the ground, and then raised his dull cloudy eyes to look in the direction of him and Tan Jiuzhang.

"What Jin Guangli is really related to zombies!"

Xia Yi showed a nauseous expression, a sharp yin energy waved out, and fell down like cutting wheat.

However, zombies are still falling from the ceiling, and I don't know how many Boss Jin has stockpiled.

Xia Yi was about to continue working, but Tan Jiuzhang gave him a hand, led him back to the small room where the general's coffin was, and closed the door between it and the corridor.

"Why? I don't pay attention to those things."

Xia Yi was very upset.

He can be regarded as standing at the top of the genitals, even the top zombies like Buhuagu fought back and forth, and finally lost to him.

But now... If you want to say it's a fight against the ancestor of zombies, that's all.An unidentified "Boss Jin" forced him to hide. What kind of joke is this?

Tan Jiuzhang pointed to the crack in the door.

The closed wooden door only slows down the influx of Yin Qi, this door does not have the effect of airtightness.Black gas still poured in from the crack in the door.

"Those zombies are nothing. But Yin Qi is not easy to deal with. I have the Taiyi Tiangang Sacrificial Furnace handed down by the Du family, which is invulnerable to swords and guns, and can also temporarily isolate the Yin Qi from the outside world. But we can't always hide in it. Sooner or later Caught in a urn."

Before Tan Jiuzhang finished speaking, there was a crazy crashing sound from the wooden door behind him that separated the small room from the corridor.

"Those zombies are indeed brainless idiots."

Xia Yi gritted his teeth.

You can laugh your teeth out when you say it, the majestic ghost king is being hunted down by a group of low-ranking nymphs?

It is estimated that Jin Guangli thought that both of them were celestial masters, and had no idea that one of them was a ghost king, so he planned to kill them with a large number of ghosts.

If there were only those zombies, Xia Yi wouldn't even blink.

But it happened by mistake, and I don't know whether Jin Guangli released a high concentration of Yin Qi to make those brainless zombies go crazy and bloodthirsty, or to weaken Tan Jiuzhang and the two.

Xia Yi was angry, when suddenly he was lightly slapped on the side.

He turned his head and saw Tan Jiuzhang staring in a certain direction.

Xia Yi looked along and saw the coffin on the bed.

"You feel--?"

"En." Tan Jiuzhang nodded.

The two looked at each other, and rushed towards the coffin on the bed in a tacit understanding.

At the same moment, under the continuous dull impact, the thin wooden door behind him was completely torn apart with a loud noise!

Immediately afterwards, the ugly, withered body of the zombie rushed in, with a few sharp claws grabbing on the door frame, making the teeth-stinging sound of a knife cutting an iron lump.

Xia Yi was observing the coffin at this time, and raised his eyes impatiently when he heard the sound, exuding a strong aura that belonged to the ghost king all over his body, and the yin qi turned into a strong wind shot out from his fingers.

Several zombies had their heads cut off, and they rolled to the ground before their heads came out of the wailing.

However, the zombies behind still poured into the room unconsciously.

Xia Yi was a little annoyed.

These low-level yin creatures were driven mad by the yin qi, and they couldn't even detect the strong aura of the ghost king.

Tan Jiuzhang stood in front of him: "You study the coffin first, I will clean up these things."

Then a True Yang fire burned over.

Xia Yi looked down at the coffin again in a kind manner.

It is not unreasonable for Jin Guangli to dare to put the coffin here.

Now the room is filled with cloudy air, but there is still no sign of black air in the coffin. It seems that the isolation effect is very good.

One person and one ghost all tried to open the coffin lid, but failed.

Xia Yi touched the wood of the coffin lid and clicked his tongue.

Nine Star Vajra Wood.

Absolutely obscurity, in Changsheng.This statement may be a bit exaggerated, but it is no problem to keep the corpse inside from decay and immortality, and to completely isolate it from the outside world.

Even if it is as powerful as Xia Yi, there is no way to open it without some specific materials.

If you can't open it, don't open it.

The corner of the ghost king's mouth twitched, and his fingertips hooked up. The Yin Qi belonging to the ghost king wove into a big net, and directly wrapped up the heavy coffin.

He raised his eyes and saw Tan Jiuzhang using spells to eliminate zombies, he reached out and patted his lover on the shoulder: "Make room."

Tan Jiuzhang moved away suspiciously, and then saw Xia Yi manipulating the huge coffin and throwing it directly at seven or eight rushing zombies!

Tan Jiuzhang:!

The coffin slammed heavily on the zombie with a bang, causing screams.

Nine-star Vajra Wood originated from Buddhism. It is said that Vajra Wood was spiritually formed by eminent monks chanting scriptures. Only limbs or heads were directly smashed.

The stumps were horribly shattered all over the floor. Although the zombie had no blood, the yellow, yellow and white liquid was enough for an ordinary person to spit out the overnight meal.

What's even more scalp-numbing is that the zombies don't feel pain, and they don't fear death. Those whose brains haven't been completely damaged struggle to get up with their stumps.

Xia Yi was disgusted enough, Yin Qi controlled the coffin, and slammed it down on the pile of inhuman zombies again.

"Bang!"

"Bang-!"

"Bang bang—!"

There was a mess of knocking sounds.The zombies that poured in were trampled at the door by the coffin, and their limbs flew across.

The coffin was neatly stained with a disgusting, foul-smelling liquid.

While manipulating the coffin, Xia Yi couldn't bear to look directly at him and turned his head to bury himself on Tan Jiuzhang.

Tan Jiuzhang held on to the aura shield to protect himself from the invasion of Yin Qi. Seeing this little bastard pounced on him, he hugged him dumbfoundedly: "Nonsense."

"I don't believe that Jin Guangli can still sit still."

He guessed right.

When he smashed the zombies with the coffin like a hammer, a distraught voice came from an unknown speaker—as expected, Jin Guangli had been monitoring here—"Stop! Stop it for me !"

"Stop releasing Yin Qi." Tan Jiuzhang clasped the back of Xia Yi's head and held him in his arms, preventing him from watching the disgusting scene in the room. He raised his head and said loudly, "Otherwise we still have many ways to deal with this coffin .”

This is actually a very unreliable threat.

So far, no one person or ghost has been able to make a scratch on the coffin.

But Tan Jiuzhang bet that Jin Guangli cared.

At first, the two focused on the coffin because they noticed its precious material and its placement in the center of the room.

Whether Jin Guangli wants to use the general to do something or the general is very important to him, this is the most likely breakthrough point.

But now, their tests proved that Jin Guangli really cared about this coffin.

Sure enough, as soon as Tan Jiuzhang's words came out, the concentration of black air in the room obviously did not increase any more.

After a while, there was a "buzzing" sound.

It sounded like an exhaust fan.

Xia Yi also raised his head from Tan Jiuzhang's shoulders, watching the air that had turned gray-black due to Yin Qi gradually become clear and transparent again.

"Is Boss Jin not showing up to chat?"

He knew that he had pinched Jin Guangli's weakness, and immediately held on to it. He shook his index finger, and a ball of black and frightening flames came out.

This is nothing but Fengdu Fire Essence.

"Although the Nine-Star Vajra Wood is indestructible, Fengdu Fire Essence is also the best among flames. Alas—to be honest, it seems that no one has tried whether Fengdu Fire can completely burn the Vajra Wood. Why don't I try to be a crab eater once?"

Xia Yi's face pretended to be distressed, which looked like a shame in the eyes of others.

Tan Jiuzhang looked at it with a smile, only thinking that his threatening appearance was very amusing.

But Jin Guangli obviously didn't think so.

"Stop! I'm coming!"

The voice in the stereo sounded very gnashing of teeth, followed by hurried footsteps.

Ten seconds later, the door that Jin Guangli had just left was pushed open with a bang, and a middle-aged man who was slightly fatter came in angrily.

"Despicable!" He panted heavily, his face flushed, and he threw himself on the coffin that was already covered with the disgusting liquid of dead zombies, and wiped it with a towel with his own hands.

Tan Jiuzhang and Xia Yi exchanged glances.

Xia Yi said via voice transmission: "Why do you think he cares so much about this coffin?"

In other words, it's not the coffin, but the people in the coffin... No, Zombie Zu.

Tan Jiuzhang pondered for a while, then returned via voice transmission, and asked, "He said he was an ordinary person who was protected by the generals. I don't think he was lying about being an ordinary person. But at present, this Jin Guangli looks more like a zombie. Maybe he made a deal with the general? He obtained power through the general, so what did he give to the general? ——or, can the three souls and seven souls bring anything to a zombie of the general’s level?"

I mention this because of those jars out there.

When he saw the general, Tan Jiuzhang remembered the legend about the ancestor of zombies.It is said that they are immortal, powerful, with the longest lifespan and the most enviable strength.

But they have no soul.

I don't understand joy, anger, sorrow, and joy, and I don't have the pain of parting from love and hate.Not entering reincarnation, separated from the Three Realms.

Tan Jiuzhang instantly thought of the labels on the jars. A1-A7, B1-B3.

seven spirits.

three souls.

These things are placed in the adjacent space with the coffin containing the minister, so people can't help but think about it.

Xia Yi was startled, and then realized what Tan Jiuzhang meant.

"You mean those jars outside are...? My God, how many people did this Jin Guangli kill?!"

It's chilling to think about!

And what's worse, he has not been found for so many years, which means that these heinous murders may never be known!

Xia Yi suddenly felt angry.

He thought quickly, and said for a while: "I'm not sure if it's the same here, but I've heard some zombies' weaknesses in other worlds. They are the darlings of darkness, and existences like the ancestors of zombies can be called inanimate. Immortal, almost nothing can hurt them. They will only weaken and fall asleep, but they will not really die. But the law of heaven is fair, and they also have fatal flaws-without a soul, there is no joy, anger, sorrow, joy, and do not understand Seven emotions, can not feel happiness and desire from the heart. The so-called what is lacking to make up for, the sacrifice that zombies need - the best is the soul. It is said that if you sacrifice your soul to a zombie, he will fulfill your wish. Wish The bigger and bigger, the more souls you need."

Having said that, Xia Yi slowly clenched his teeth.

"... What's even worse is that you can't use a complete one to worship the zombie ancestors with their souls. No matter how strong the zombie ancestors are, in the final analysis they are things without souls. They have strong bodies and long lifespans, but they are extremely weak in consciousness. A complete soul belt Emotions and memories that they cannot have. If they absorb a complete soul, the original emotions and life in the soul may overwhelm the host and devour the ancestors themselves. So, over the long years, they came up with a way—"

"Use different people to piece together a soul. Take the fetal light from A, the refreshing spirit from B, and the spirit from C... Different people, different temperaments, different memories and lives, and mutual understanding. Check and balance to ensure that it will not affect Zombie Zu's own will."

Speaking of this, Xia Yi thought of the dense jars on the shelf in the corridor, and felt as if he had swallowed a piece of ice raw.

Obviously no longer have a real body, but cold all the way from the throat to the stomach.

87 jars.

He remembered Tan Jiuzhang counted.

That's 87 lives.

Xia Yi looked at Jin Guangli who was wiping the coffin, a cold light flashed in his eyes.

Tan Jiuzhang's face also sank.With his hands behind his back, he slowly made a tactic.

"Boss Jin. Do you know the Administration of Unnatural Things? Come with us."

Jin Guangli stopped wiping the towel in his hand, stood up slowly, and shook his head as if hearing something funny: "Young man, are you joking with me? Do you think I will go?"

"I'm just asking." Tan Jiuzhang twitched the corner of his mouth—but it was hardly a smile—then, he released the Jia Xing Jue in his hand, and slashed towards the top of Jin Guangli's head with a rolling thunder!

Xia Yi cooperated with him tacitly, and a thick bluish-black yin aura formed into a ball, and suddenly rushed towards Jin Guangli like lightning!

Jin Guangli was about fifty years old, but his figure and movements were extremely flexible. When a person and a ghost moved, he sharply dodged a step back, and pulled out a wooden barrier in his hand, firmly blocking him.

His hands were fast and accurate, and he blocked both attacks tightly.pity--

A "chi" sound.

Tan Jiuzhang's fistful of thunder was barely caught by the barrier.But Xia Yi's Yin Qi of the ghost king mercilessly pierced through his obstruction like a layer of paper was pierced.

Jin Guangli screamed instinctively, flew upside down, and fell heavily on the wall covered with zombie remains.

Xia Yi changed back to the ghost king's original blue and black appearance, and grinned at him: "I'm sorry, you use the method of resisting the celestial master to resist me? It's useless."

This person can make him and Tan Jiuzhang embarrassing, but it is because of the high purity of Yin Qi.

His stupidest strategy was to return to this room.But maybe for him, generals are important enough to make him take risks?

Jin Guangli struggled to get up by supporting the wall, disbelief and horror appeared on his face.

Xia Yi knew that the villain died because of talking too much—wait a minute, of course he was not a villain. In short, he moved quickly and unleashed a powerful force to attack Jin Guangli.

The energy belonging to Xia Yi turned into a blue-purple streamer-like strip and rolled away, but a terrifying skull grew out of the top, which bit down on Jin Guangli's neck fiercely.

Jin Guangli hastily stretched out his hand to block it, and the skull bit hard on his arm, forcing the middle-aged man to cry out in pain.

Tan Jiuzhang's Burning Heart Talisman followed closely.

The purple-black color quickly spread upwards from Jin Guangli's bitten arm, and the middle-aged man's face was soon enveloped in a layer of black air.In the next second, scorching flames exploded in his chest, leaving scars of burning red, but no blood or tissue fluid flowed out—his body was indeed completely zombified.

"Take it easy, don't kill me, I have to take it back and explain the case."

Tan Jiuzhang took a look at Jin Guangli's dark brows, then turned his head and gave Xia Yi instructions.

Xia Yi lazily hummed, and removed three points of Yin Qi casually.

However, he caught a glimpse of Jin Guangli's expression from the corner of his eye, and his eyebrows twitched, with an ominous premonition in his heart——

There was a hint of ferocious hatred on the middle-aged man's face.

Without waiting for Xia Yi's reaction, he suddenly hit his heart hard with his palm back, and then spewed out a large amount of bright red blood, splashing all over the floor!

Obviously zombies should have no blood.He did, but the blood was almost abnormally bright red, with an orange gleam.

A golden-brown talisman emerged on Jin Guangli's left cheek, ferocious like a scorpion.

Tan Jiuzhang had a bad feeling in his heart, so he released the Taiyi Tiangang Sacrificial Furnace reflexively, and tightly protected himself and Xia Yi in the enlarged furnace to block possible deadly murderous intentions.

However, one second, two seconds... After a while, nothing happened.

The man removed the family heirloom in vigilance and doubt, but still did not notice any movement.

"Don't tell me that he has nothing left after he is so powerful. Could it be that he is just angry and ready to kill himself?" Xia Yi complained, but in fact he put his perception to the extreme with extreme vigilance and paid attention to the changes around him.

However, no.

This is Jin Guangli who was leaning on the wall with blood dripping from his mouth and laughing loudly:

"Do you think I'm really defenseless? Although I was surprised that a ghost appeared in some sanctimonious celestial organization, I had already thought that someone would come to check me. If not, how could I arrange such a thing?" A room!"

He coughed up two mouthfuls of blood, but the corners of his eyes were full of fierce pride.

"It doesn't matter how powerful you are? What I own is the entire White Tiger Mountain!"

Xia Yi went cold all the way in the center of his arrogant laugh.

The room they were in had no windows, and the walls could keep the yin from passing through, so he had to quickly float to the bedroom of Jin Guangli connected to it, and look out of the window——

far away.

On the mountain of white tigers in the distance, a huge white tiger suddenly appeared on the top of the mountain!

Completely different from the daytime, it is no longer purely composed of mist and gas, but under the moonlight, strands of ominous purple mist surge into it and form it.

It looked up to the moon, and the blurred border almost merged with the dark night.

Under the light of the silver moon, the mist fluctuated and seemed to be distorted.

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