Hu and Wei walked dozens of meters away, and after entering the shade of a tree, they both stopped, motionless.
"What is this for?" Qi Chen wondered.
"Leave them alone, we will stay here, as long as no one enters the Chinese medicine store." Xie Yuqing said with a breath, an inexplicable chill rose up her back.
At this time, in the basement, Ye Shaoyang was using the Maoshan Mie Ling Nail to cut open a column covered with human skin. In the middle was a polished red log with blood stains from the human skin on it.
"See clearly, do you know what this is for?" Ye Shaoyang pointed to the log and asked the two of them.
"Is this... used for processing Gumantong?" Zhuang Yuning, who had been plagued by fear and remained silent, said.
Ye Shaoyang nodded, looked around, and shook his head with emotion, "As I said before, this is a Gumantong processing workshop. After reading all this, I probably know the whole process: First, I got the corpse through some unknown means. , peeled off, stuck to these logs, regularly soaked and watered with blood…”
Speaking of this, Ye Shaoyang used the Maoshan Mieling Nail to cut through the human skin covering another log, and a small amount of blood flowed out immediately.
"The purpose of this is to let the firewood absorb the blood energy. I just saw that these logs are all elm wood with the strongest spirituality. 'Elm wood sucks blood and will give birth to evil spirits'. This sentence refers to blood burial to raise corpses. To put it simply, the dead are buried under an elm tree and watered with blood. After seventy-seven forty-nine days, the corpse will become a corpse.
And Hu Wei and his gang use human blood to nourish wood, make Gumantong, and introduce imps, the effect is the same. Such imps are then fed with raw blood and flesh. Hehe, becoming a ghost is a matter of minutes... "
Xiao Ma and the two felt cold all over.
Xiao Ma stroked his hair, and murmured: "Such a scary kid, does anyone really dare to raise him?"
"Why not? Such a brat, with deep cultivation, great abilities and many things that can be accomplished, of course, the greater the price paid by the breeder."
The pony stroked his hair again, scratched his scalp, and said, "Then what will happen to these brats if the breeder is killed?"
"Become a masterless ghost and continue cultivating evil." Ye Shaoyang shrugged, "Many ghosts in the world are actually man-made, and only a small part of them have truly embarked on the path of cultivating evil."
Xiao Ma stroked his hair again, moved his position, and said, "So our mage's responsibility is not only to fight ghosts, but also to fight humans?"
"It's 'us', not 'you'. It has nothing to do with you. I said, why are you moving around and touching your head all the time?"
"Uh... this room is too humid, and water keeps dripping on my head." The pony complained, "It has been moved several times, but there is still water."
Ye Shaoyang immediately frowned, and said in a deep voice: "Impossible, the ghostly aura is strong here, and the water vapor rises, no matter how thick it is, it will not drip."
"Why not... Hey, another drop, look!" Xiao Ma stretched out his hand to Ye Shaoyang, and at the same time moved the candle over with the other hand.
Ye Shaoyang looked intently, most of Xiaoma's hand turned red, and there was still a puddle of red liquid flowing from the palm.
"Damn it, why am I bleeding!" Xiao Ma himself was startled.
Ye Shaoyang got up immediately, held up the candle and shone upwards:
A broken human face with disheveled hair, criss-crossed muscles and tumors, one mouth reaching to the ear, revealing a mouthful of criss-crossed big yellow teeth, two blood-red eyeballs soaked in blood, dripping down continuously . This is the blood that just fell on the pony's hair.
Ye Shaoyang was taken aback: Zombie
At this moment, the monster let out a muffled roar, its upper body suddenly hung down, opened its mouth wide, and bit at Ye Shaoyang.
In desperation, Ye Shaoyang stuffed a candle into its mouth, squeezed a formula with his left hand, and patted it on its fat forehead.
The zombie let out a muffled grunt, fell to the ground, drew back and retreated quickly, kept a distance from Ye Shaoyang, put his arms on the ground, opened a pair of cloudy glasses, and looked at Ye Shaoyang.
On the street outside, the man in white was also focusing his eyes. There was nothing in front of him, but he seemed to be concentrating on looking at something, his brows were slightly furrowed, and then an intriguing smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. Sticking out a scarlet tongue, it licked around the mouth.
"Good boy, I like him."
Ye Shaoyang didn't know what happened on the street outside. When the zombie was looking at him, he was also looking at him: I saw that this guy was very thin, his body was sallow, his skin was cracked, like old bark, with scales and scales. In the gap, blood was slowly flowing.
Its body is a bit flat, its limbs are bent, and it lies twisted on the ground, with its hind legs stretched out, like an animal, ready to attack at any time.
"Fish-scale blood corpse?" Ye Shaoyang secretly cried out.
Xiao Ma and Zhuang Yuning stood behind him nervously, looking at this weird humanoid monster together with him.
"Oh my God..." Just the fish scales on the monster's body and the huge tumors on its face frightened her so much that her calf twisted and she sat on the ground, trembling all over.
Xiao Ma was a little better, mainly because he felt sick. Hearing Ye Shaoyang's words, he hurriedly asked, "What is a fish-scale blood corpse?"
Ye Shaoyang didn't have time to pay attention to him, he slowly touched the belt with his hand, lifted it vigorously, and the moment he pulled out the hook, the fish-scale blood corpse also jumped up suddenly, waving its arms, and rushed towards him.
Ye Shaoyang felt a forceful corpse aura rushing towards his face, he didn't dare to be negligent, he took out eight five emperor coins, and volleyed on the forehead of the fish-scale blood corpse, a puff of black air burst out, and the fish-scale blood corpse wailed , but flicked his head, knocked down the copper coin, backed up again, and shook vigorously all over his body.
Pony looked over with wide eyes and said, "What is this, epilepsy?"
How could Ye Shaoyang have the time to make a joke, he threw his backpack on the ground, took out a bag of glutinous rice, sprinkled it around Zhuang Yuning's body, and then ordered the pony to go in to protect Zhuang Yuning.
"What's going on?" Pony asked in surprise, but after a few seconds, Ye Shaoyang didn't need to answer, he saw the reason: as the fish-scale blood corpse kept shaking its body, streams of blood flowed from the scales all over its body. It flows out from below, and spreads quickly along the ground.
Xiao Ma nervously watched the blood flow to his side. When he met the glutinous rice, he immediately boiled, emitting a disgusting smell of boiled raw blood. He and Zhuang Yuning covered their mouths and noses with their clothes. Looking around, after the blood water touched the glutinous rice, although it was evaporated immediately, the glutinous rice was also slightly burnt black.