Doomsday Mage Summons the Undead

On the country road, a quiet and quaint scene unfolded in front of Qi Lin who was going to the appraiser's residence.

On both sides of the path are green rice fields and golden ears of wheat. The breeze blows, gently swaying the crops, bringing a peaceful and peaceful atmosphere.

"Wheat ears"

In this season, see such ears of wheat.

Although Qi Lin has already done a good job of psychological preparation, no matter what he sees, he is not surprised.

But when he really saw some weird things, Qi Lin's head was still a little buzzing.

Till now, Qi Lin still hasn't figured it out.

Is this his original world, or has his original world entered a strange world?

"Oh, this is the help of Master Natasha Apostle!"

The village chief who accompanied him proudly said: "That lord's plant magic has reached its pinnacle, making the land that was originally polluted by nuclear pollution fertile, allowing crops to grow vigorously, and giving the village an additional source of tax payment."

"Nuclear pollution" Qi Lin's doubts became heavier, but then he thought of the carpet on the two children.

It seems to be Natasha's masterpiece.

The country road is not spacious, but the solid loess road is covered with a thick layer of soft yellow sand, giving people a feeling of stepping on fine sand.

The road surface is not smooth and flat, and sometimes there are small potholes and bumps looming, which appear to be traces of time.

Qi Lin stepped on the small road, and for some reason, suddenly felt a sense of peace and tranquility in his heart, and the whispers of demons that he whispered from time to time in the past also disappeared.

"Speaking of it, I also want to thank the guests for the medicine." The village head who accompanied the guide looked at Qi Lin with gratitude: "An apostle once told me that sincerity is a nirvana, and simplicity will bring good luck to the village."

"The apostle's words are true!"

As soon as the village chief finished speaking, the old ten who had been floating above Qi Lin's head as his bodyguard sighed indiscernibly.

The reason why the village head said that was because when Qi Lin left the ancestral hall just now, facing Brother Hai's farce, he still went to see the villager who passed out due to the ghost detection test.

In the test of the control strength of the ghosts, those villagers did not suffer any actual harm. Under normal circumstances, with that little lack of spirit, they only need to sleep for two days, and they will wake up automatically, and everything is healthy.

And Qi Lin went to send spiritual potions to those villagers, and distributed a silver coin to each of them.

The reason why Qi Lin did this was not to win thanks.

Just paying for my previous caution.

Qi Lin didn't want to owe anyone anything.

But the villagers didn't know Qi Lin's weird character, they just thought that Qi Lin was kind-hearted, and when he saw a villager suffering from a strange disease, he enthusiastically helped to treat him, and even paid for the purchase of nutritional supplements.

A silver coin, according to the price mentioned by the village head, can buy a lot of things in the steam town.

But how much exactly?

Qi Lin still doesn't know the prices there, so he doesn't care too much.

Qi Lin waved his hand and didn't answer, and glanced around to see it from the corner of his eye.

In the middle of the fields on both sides, there are sometimes low and dense crops, sometimes green and bright vines are covered with brackets, and bunches of crystal clear grapes are hung on the tender leaves.

The sun shines through the sparse leaves, casting spots of light and shadow on the road.

Sometimes, a breeze blows and the leaves rustle, as if calling passers-by to come and enjoy this pleasant natural beauty.

On the fields beside the road, even though it was noon, the sun was shining hot.

But there are still villagers working hard, some are busy farming in the fields, and some are carefully planting among the seedlings.

They were wearing animal skin clothing, some were wearing pre-catastrophe clothing, and there was even a suit and leather shoes.

But no matter what they were wearing, when they turned their heads to look at Qi Lin, the hard-working smiles on their faces couldn't be faked.

The peaceful village scene gave Qi Lin peace of mind, and even the gloom between his brows disappeared a lot.

But soon, the yelling from behind made Qi Lin frown slightly.

"He is a dragon!"

"You believe me!"

Qi Lin was followed by some watching villagers. It was rare for outsiders to visit Yutou Village, especially for such a generous outsider, which won the warm welcome of the villagers.

But there was one person who disagreed, and that was Brother Hai.

The half-grown child was supported by two strong men, and walked in the crowd in a comical way.

According to the village chief's intention, Haige has slandered the guest, so he must reflect on himself, and apologize to the guest in person to win forgiveness.

Even if Qi Lin persuaded the village chief that it was okay, he didn't care about that.

But the village head still stubbornly made people hold Brother Hai like a criminal who had committed a felony, and paraded behind Qi Lin.

A man slapped the head of Brother Hai, who was kicking with his legs hanging in the air.

Snapped!

The man looked at the beaten Hai Ge and scolded angrily: "Fish head! If you continue to slander the guests like this, the village chief will be angry!"

"Bringing you is to make you repent!"

"From the bottom of my heart, I realize that it is wrong to slander people's innocence!"

Another man also looked at the naughty child who grew up and tried to persuade him: "The village chief said, when you admit your mistake, Yutou, you will be let down."

"If you don't admit your mistake, then you have to visit the village all the time!"

"Go and apologize to the guest. The guest doesn't look like a small-hearted person. Maybe you can win his forgiveness."

Faced with the words of the two, Brother Hai still yelled, "I don't!"

"He is a dragon!"

"I'm not wrong! Why should I apologize!?"

"I saw him sitting in the Canggu forest with my own eyes. It used to be the lair of the wild boss. If it weren't for the evil dragon, who would have the supernatural ability to occupy the lair of the boss?"

Brother Hai blushed and had a thick neck, telling what he saw with his own eyes, hoping to gain the approval of the villagers: "And I also saw him accepting tribute from many skeletons with my own eyes!"

"If he wasn't a dragon, how could the skeleton in the prophecy give him tribute?"

"Uncle Rake, Brother Daobao, let me go!"

"He is such a dragon!"

"He's really not the good guy you think he is!"

Faced with Brother Hai's unrepentant death, the two men both sighed and began to increase their strength.

And Qi Lin in front of him turned his head and glanced, still yelling that he is the child of the evil dragon.

Qi Lin came here only to appraise the equipment, after all, it is not fun to have scrolls without materials.

Once this was done, he was about to head south immediately.

According to the information sent back by the ghost, Baslow has already begun to show signs of decline.

Even the act of eating blood bags began to gradually decrease.

This shows that the blood bag stock of the deer head demon spirit is estimated to be running out.

According to estimates, Baslow will be exhausted tonight or tomorrow morning.

It is impossible for Qi Lin to stay in this weird village for a long time, even if it allows him to avoid the erosion of foreign toxins.

But Qi Lin knows very well that the world has changed, and it has become beyond all human expectations.

Seems worse than originally expected.

Whether the future world will be dominated by humans before the catastrophe, or this kind of village.

Or a small town in the prophecy, or even a city with super powerful people

Chaos is coming.

This is what Qi Lin has already determined.

In the troubled times, the only way to survive the troubled times is to keep moving forward and become stronger.

Qi Lin looked at the child, and a little appreciative of his courage, he waved to the two men to bring Brother Hai over.

Seeing that the village head nodded, the man didn't refuse, and walked over with Brother Hai supporting his legs.

Qi Lin looked at the person who was suspended off the ground, struggled with his legs and wanted to kick his child, turned his head and asked the village chief: "Can you let him go?"

The village chief just shook his head and said nothing.

Qi Lin didn't force it, and looked down at the big clock on Brother Hai's wrist.

"What are you doing?" Brother Hai saw Qi Lin's eyes looking at his beloved, and immediately said vigilantly: "I tell you, your head can bleed and bleed, so don't think about my watch!"

"So this is called a watch." Qi Lin looked at the clock, shook his head and took out two Patek Philippes from the space ring under the cloak.

They were purchased at 0 yuan in the city before. When the ghosts picked them, they followed Qi Lin’s instructions and didn’t pick the most expensive ones. They only picked the ones with long battery life, better quality, and low-key appearance. Block Patek Philippe.

Qi Lin intended to use this thing to tell the time.

Since this thing doesn't take up too much space like those enchanting materials, Qi Lin left all of them.

"This thing is also called a watch."

Qi Lin stuffed two Patek Philippes into the little hand of Brother Hai who looked surprised. He didn't explain the difference between a clock and a watch.

"I don't want it! Dragon, you don't want to buy me! Money can't buy the loyalty of my number one knight in the world!"

Brother Hai clenched his fists tightly, but soon he died.

Snapped!

The village head rushed up, slapped Hai Ge on the head, then bent down and forcibly opened Hai Ge's little hand, then looked at the calm Qi Lin with a smile on his face, grabbed two Patek Philippes and stuffed them violently. into the hands of Brother Hai.

"Only the mayor in town has an alien watch!"

"These are the ancient relics of aliens, don't you know the good and the bad!"

After the village chief finished scolding, he immediately retreated behind Qi Lin and said nothing more.

"I wear a watch often, and it can store energy for the mainspring. The brand is called Patek Philippe."

Qi Lin paused and smiled: "It's meaningless, you can't find an after-sales store, and it's useless to buy it after the sale."

"However, the quality of the watch is still not bad. This is not to bribe you, nor is it to make you stop encouraging villagers to migrate."

Qi Lin looked at the doubtful child and said seriously: "I just admire your bravery. You think I am a dragon that will destroy the world, but you still have no fear, and you still don't hesitate to offend me for the sake of the village."

"I really appreciate your bravery, please keep it up."

"But unfortunately, your behavior is just a farce in my eyes, not an enemy, so I don't care about your behavior."

"You call me an evil dragon, I definitely don't recognize this title."

"At least I have never eaten children and slept with wives like the rumors of the evil dragon."

"But you say I'm not a good person, and I admit it."

Under the surprised gazes of the surrounding villagers, Qi Lin took a serious look at a naughty child in their eyes and said seriously: "I am indeed not a good person, so, as a bad person, I appreciate your behavior of standing up for the village."

"But what I want to remind you is that if you want to protect something, you'd better have the corresponding strength."

"The village chief's behavior towards you is also protecting you, because the village chief is worried that I will blame you, so don't hate them."

"Although I admire you very much, but I don't have the corresponding strength, so it won't work. Let's work hard."

"I've said everything I need to say. I'll leave immediately after appraising the equipment. I hope you can give me some peace during the limited time waiting for the meeting. Thank you."

After Qi Lin finished speaking, he ignored the child's farce.

"Let's go, the appraiser's home is ahead?"

Qi Lin took the lead, but the villagers, including the village chief, were frozen in place as if they had been cast a body-holding spell.

The people in Yutou Village seem to know Qi Lin again.

Until Qi Lin turned his head and looked at them strangely.

Only then did the village chief make a sound of "ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhest?" Then he walked briskly to Qi Lin's side and said with a smile: "The appraiser's home is ahead."

At the end of the path, you can see a small two-story brick house. The walls are clean and fresh, and there are faint words prohibiting burning straw.

The words glowed golden in the sunlight.

Inside the gate of the brick house is a yard, in which a little old man with a wine nose is sleeping on a recliner and snoring.

"Guest, I think you will become an apostle in the future!" Before the village head opened the courtyard door, he turned his head and said something he couldn't understand to Qi Lin.

"What is an apostle?" Qi Lin asked subconsciously.

"That is the messenger of the gods, that is a great, supreme, eternal existence." The village head looked solemn, as if the apostle was someone he admired from the bottom of his heart.

"Compared to what kind of messenger." Qi Lin shrugged and walked towards the appraiser.

"I still prefer to be myself."