Ji Thrush raised his chin towards the corpses of the knights not far away, the meaning was obvious—a small group of knights almost wiped you out here, if you still purposely crashed into the enemy-occupied area, wouldn't it be tantamount to courting death
However, Dong Jing's attitude was very firm.
"I have good reasons."
After the young boy dressed as a girl no longer squeezed his throat deliberately to speak, he immediately revealed a bit of heroic spirit at the beginning of his youth, but he was not so indistinguishable from male and female.
Ji Thrush was about to inquire carefully about the reason why Second Young Master Dong had to die, when the older of the two surviving servants interrupted their conversation nervously.
"Please forgive the old slave for being rude."
The older servant in Tsing Yi said respectfully:
"It's not suitable 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 Master Dong Er suddenly realized that this valley was really not safe, and it was not a place to talk.
So the two servants in Tsing Yi quickly packed up the luggage scattered nearby, took out the compass to guide the way, and took their young master, two new masters, and two living corpses with talisman papers on them, Cross the canyon and hide in the forest.
Along the way, Ji Thrush learned the identities of the two surviving servants.
The two are a pair of uncles and nephews, the older one is called Uncle Zhong, who is in charge, and the one in his early twenties is called Zhuzi, who used to be in charge of running a business.
Their family has served Dong's family for generations, and they are the kind of loyal servants who can go through fire and water for their master, and will not hesitate to die.
In addition to the two corpses summoned by Huang Fu, Dong Jing originally considered taking away a few more "people".
But Uncle Zhong quickly persuaded his young master.
He said that after all, the actions of living corpses are different from ordinary people, and it is easy for people to see the flaws. If there are one or two, it is okay, but if there are too many people, it is easy to attract the attention of others.
Master Dong Er could only ask Uncle Zhong to find a nearby mountain col, and then use the simplest corpse control technique to call up the corpses of the remaining fourteen domestic servants, line them up in a row, and jump into the col one by one. Here, even if there is a place to bury the bones in the green hills.
As for the small group of paladins, Dong Jing didn't plan to take care of them at all, so he let them scattered in the canyon with people and horses, and the corpse wilderness was over.
"A group of thugs are not qualified to let this young master collect their corpses for them!"
Dong Ershao raised his leg and kicked a black-winged knight's corpse, and spat contemptuously:
"And I tried it, my corpse control technique is useless to these red ghosts."
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Ji Thrush and Ren Jianmo entered this "world" at noon, that is, around eleven o'clock in the noon, when the sun was still hanging high above everyone's heads.
They followed Uncle Zhong, who was in charge of leading the way, to detour for a while, crossing the river that blocked the way, passing through the rugged canyon, and finally plunged into a forest. After crossing a hill, it is indeed far away from the area where the battle with the Paladin team took place.
The five people and the two corpses searched for a cave sheltered from the wind, groping to spend the night here.
Along the way, Ji Thrush had already asked Dong Jing why he insisted on going to the south bank occupied by the Holy Court.
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.
Although the corpse controlled by the secret technique is not as flexible as a living person, it can still move freely and is completely under the control of the owner, without fear, pain, tirelessness, or flinching.
As long as Young Master Dong gives an order, all the living corpses summoned by him will instantly turn into a group of bloodless and tearless killing machines and charge forward for him.
"Then how many corpses can you control?"
After hearing about Dong Jing's ability, Ji Thrush asked curiously.
Hearing this, the young man frowned, looking a bit embarrassed.
"This question is really not easy to answer..."
He thought for a while, and cautiously stretched out ten fingers.
"That's about it."
Ji Thrush blinked: "Ten?"
"A little more than that."
On Dong Jing's pretty face, which looked like a pretty girl, there was a hint of reserved showing off that is unique to young people.
"At most... ten thousand people!"
Ji Thrush: "!!"
Even though he felt that he was already a well-informed senior performer, when he suddenly heard this number, his eyes widened in fright, and at the same time, he had a deep understanding of the quiet and low-key pretense of the ancients .
"You can control 10,000 zombies at once... No, zombies?"
Dong Ershao touched his nose, and his eyebrows showed a little color.
"Actually, if you really face the number of 10,000, using 'control' is not very accurate."
He frankly explained his upper limit of strength.
It turned out that when Dong Jing went out this time, he really took out the wealth accumulated by the Dong family for many years, and used the meson space to bring out spells and spell-casting materials that could control tens of thousands of corpses.
It's just that he is only a seventeen-year-old boy after all. Although he is already the most accomplished young boy in the family, if he really wants to manipulate ten thousand living corpses at once, it's not enough to squeeze this kid dry.
However, Dong Ershao still has another shortcut to opportunistically.
He can divide a large group of living corpses into groups, choose one in each group as the "core" of his control, and arrange only the simplest instructions for the others, and then make them the same as the mindless follow state in online games , Chase behind the "core" he manipulates, run over all the way, gods block and kill gods, Buddhas block and kill Buddhas.
In this way, if they are divided into groups ranging from a few hundred to as many as thousands of corpses, Dong Jing can indeed use at most tens of thousands of living corpses at a time.
Of course, such a rough corpse control method can only be used on large battlefields. If the situation is more complicated, the precise control of dozens of "core" corpses is enough to torture Young Master Dong to a mental breakdown.
"I see."
Ji Thrush touched his chin, thinking that it is no wonder that the paladin squad would kill you on the way when they ran for thousands of miles. This kind of hacking secret technique that easily pulls up an army of tens of thousands of zombies is really a bit too heaven-defying .
"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, it was Uncle Zhong who had been silently leading the way who spoke.
"I'm afraid the two young heroes haven't actually visited the front line yet? There are dead people everywhere, so why go to the south to look for them?"
The middle-aged man sighed.
"Those red ghosts, their weapons are not simple!"
Dong Jing took over the conversation and carefully explained the key points.
It turns out that the Holy Court's army 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 fighters invulnerable and has extraordinary fighting spirit, but also whoever is killed by their swords The corpses of enemies will be "purified", and even the Dong family's secret technique of controlling corpses cannot wake them up.
"We've thought about it before."
Dong Ershao said:
"The 'Holy Light' of Shi Laozi is probably somewhat similar to the Diamond Sutra of monks and the mantra of rebirth for Taoists. If the deceased touches it, my spells will not work."
Season Thrush nodded.
"So you need to find a body that wasn't killed by the sword of a Holy Court soldier, right?"
He thought for a while and frowned:
"In this case, I'm afraid I can only go to the mass grave to dig the grave."
"This is absolutely impossible!"
Dong Jing immediately looked like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, with a pair of almond eyes wide open, and two braids swaying left and right with the frequency of shaking his head.
"The most taboo thing in our line of work is to dig graves casually, which is detrimental to morality! Moreover, the buns buried in the graves in the fields and mountains are all poor people with only a thin coffin, not to mention armor and weapons, even a hoe and a sickle. No, even if you are sent to the battlefield, what can you do with your bare hands?"
Ji thrush is right.
He turned his head to look at Ren Jianmo reflexively, but saw that Ren Jianmo was just folding his arms and listening to Master Dong Er silently, so he could only look away in resentment.
"So you have other goals, right?"
Ji Xiaoniao seems to have guessed why Dong Jing insisted on running south.
"Exactly."
Second Young Master Dong put away the arrogant expression on his face, and nodded solemnly.
He told Ji Thrush that somewhere in Lishan, there was a large tomb of the former dynasty.
The mausoleum belonged to a founding emperor thousands of years ago, and an ancestor of their Dong family was one of the craftsmen who presided over the construction of the mausoleum for the emperor.
Since ancient times, the Xia Kingdom regards death as life, and the more powerful the king is, the more so it is.
According to the records circulated by the Dong family, the emperor not only buried half of the treasury underground, but also brought an army of ten thousand people into the mausoleum as human sacrifices.
In order to keep the bodies of all the martyrs intact so that they can continue to serve their lord underground, the soldiers were all poisoned, and after the poison died, they soaked the corpses with mercury, then put on a full set of armor, armed with weapons, and lined up to be buried with the emperor. .
Now Dong Jing needs an army of zombies, and first, it cannot be the undead who died under the sword of the holy court army, and second, it must bring its own armor and weapons. After much deliberation, I am afraid that there is no better choice than the sacrifice of the buried people thousands of years ago. up.
However, as a modern person with certain biological knowledge, Ji Thrush still raised his own concerns:
"Even if you've been soaked in mercury, are you sure that a corpse that's been dead for a thousand years won't rot until there's only a handful of dry bones left?"
"It doesn't matter."
The second young master of the Dong family shook his head, "There are embalming techniques laid down by the patriarch in the tomb, and the corpses of those buried soldiers should be well preserved."
He paused, and added:
"And even if the spells fail, as long as the skeletons are still intact, I can control them."
Ji Thrush: "..."
He really doesn't have much experience in the "world" of immortal swordsman cultivation, and he didn't think for a while that since the Dong family in Xijiang can even manipulate the corpses as they like with remote-controlled robots, then one more can keep the corpses for thousands of years The secret technique of incorruption does not seem to be surprising.
"Understood."
Ji Thrush couldn't help but glanced sideways at Ren Jianmo again.
But to his surprise, this time, the beauty Ren of his family also just lowered her head slightly.
The eyes of the two met briefly, and Ren Jianmo looked away as if nothing had happened.
"In this case, let's go south to Lishan."