Spirit Hunters of Maoshan Sect

Hu Wei and the two walked out of dozens of meters away, and after standing in a tree, they both stood still, motionless.

“What is this?” Qi Yan wondered.

“Don’t worry about them, we will stay here, as long as no one enters the Chinese medicine store.” Xie Yuqing said inhaling, and his back rose up with an inexplicable chill.

At this time, in the basement, Ye Shaoyang was using Mt. Mao’s extermination nail to cut a cylinder covered with human skin. In the middle was a polished red log with some blood stains on it.

“Look right, you know what this is doing?” Ye Shaoyang pointed at the log and asked the two.

“This is … used to process Gumantong?” Zhuang Yumen, who has been troubled by fear and said nothing, said.

Ye Shaoyang nodded, looking around, feeling the shook the head, “I said before, here is a Gumantong plus workshop, after reading all this, I probably know the whole process: first, I got the body through somehow , Peeled off, affixed to these logs, regularly soaked and watered with blood … “

Speaking of this, Ye Shaoyang used Mt. Mao’s nails to cut through the human skin covered in another log, and a small amount of blood flowed out immediately.

“This is done to allow the firewood to absorb blood energy. I just saw that these logs are all the strongest spiritual elm, ‘elm sucks blood, must be evil monster’. This sentence is blood burial. The corpse is simply to bury the dead under an elm tree and water it with blood. After 7 x 7, 49 days, the corpse will become a corpse.

And Hu Wei, a group of people who use human blood to raise wood, make Gumantong, and introduce the ghosts, the effect is also the same. Such ghosts use blood and flesh to feed, hehe, it is a matter of minutes …

Little Ma 2 was cold.

Little Ma touched her hair and murmured, “Some terrifying ghost, who dare to raise it?”

“Why not? Such a little ghost, the cultivation base is deep, the ability is great, and there are many things that can be done. Of course, the cost of the breeder is greater.”

Little Ma touched her hair again, scratching her scalp by the way, and said, “What if these breeders are killed after being killed?”

“Become a lordless ghost and continue to do evil cultivation.” Ye Shaoyang shrugged, “Many evil spirits in the world are actually made by man, and they are actually on the path of evil cultivation by themselves, but only a small part.”

Little Ma touched her hair again, moved her position, and said, “So the responsibility of our mage is not only to fight with ghosts, but to fight with people?”

“It’s ‘we’, not ‘you’, it’s nothing to do with you, I said, why are you so okay to move around, what do you keep doing?”

“Uh … this room is too humid, and it always drips onto my head.” Little Ma complained, “I moved several places and still got water.”

Ye Shaoyang frowned immediately, said solemnly: “It’s impossible, the ghost qi is rich here, the water vapor rises, and it won’t drip even if it is thick.”

“Why not … hey, another drop, look!” Little Ma extended the hand to Ye Shaoyang while moving the candle in the other hand.

Ye Shaoyang looked intently, most of Little Ma’s hands became red, and there was still a stream of red liquid in the palm of his hand.

“Fuck, why am I bleeding!” Little Ma was startled.

Ye Shaoyang stood up immediately, holding the candle and shining upward:

A broken human face, with disheveled hair, staggered muscles, and sarcomas, while mouth grinning to the roots of the ears, exposing a large yellow dog with staggered crests, 2 blood red eyeballs wet with blood and dripping . This is the blood that just landed on Little Ma’s hair.

Ye Shaoyang startled: zombie?

At this moment, the monster snarled, his upper body suddenly dropped, opened his mouth, and bite at Ye Shaoyang.

In a hurry, Ye Shaoyang shoved the candle into his mouth, pinched secret art in his left hand, and patted it on his fat brain.

Zombie groaned, fell to the ground, pulled back and retreated, keeping a distance from Ye Shaoyang, holding his arms on the ground, opening a pair of cloudy glasses, and looking at Ye Shaoyang.

On the street outside, the eyes of the white clothed man were also in focus. There was nothing in front of him, but he seemed to be looking at something intently, frowning slightly, and then an intriguing smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. Stick out a scarlet tongue, and licked all around the mouth.

“Good child, I like him.”

Ye Shaoyang didn’t know what was happening on the street outside. When Zombie looked at him, he looked at the other person: I saw this guy was very thin, covered with waxy yellow, and the skin was cracked, like old tree skin, scales and scales In the gap, blood is slowly flowing.

Its body is a bit flat, its four limbs are bent, and it lies on the ground with twists. Its hind legs are strong, like an animal, ready to attack at any time.

“Fishscale blood corpse?” Ye Shaoyang secretly exclaimed.

Little Ma and Zhuang Yumen stood behind him nervously, and looked at this weird humanoid monster with him.

“Oh my God …” Just the scales on Monster and the one after another huge sarcoma on her face scared her calf and hamstrings, slumped on the ground, and shiver coldly.

Little Ma was a little better, mainly feeling 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, and when he pulled it hard, the fish scale and blood corpse jumped up suddenly, waving his arms, and rushed at him.

Ye Shaoyang felt an assaults the senses of the corpse, and did not dare to neglect, and found 8 pieces of 5 emperor money, hitting the volcanic corpse’s forehead in a volley, a scourge of black gas erupted, and the corpse’s blood was mourned. He shouted, but threw his head down, knocked down the copper coins, backed up again, and shuddered all over his body.

Little Ma stared with wide eyes and said, “What is this, epilepsy?”

Ye Shaoyang ca n’t make a joke, throwing his backpack on the ground, taking out a pack of sticky rice, circling Zhuang Yumen ’s body, and spreading a circle on the ground, and then order Little Ma to go in to protect Zhuang Yumen.

“What the hell is going on?” Little Ma wondered, and after a few seconds, without Ye Shaoyang answering, he knew and saw the reason: as the fish scale blood corpse kept shaking the body, one after another blood, from the scales of its whole body The underside of the armour came out, spreading along the ground quickly.

Little Ma nervously watched the blood flow to her side, met glutinous rice, and immediately boiled, sending out a sickening smell of blood being cooked, and Zhuang Yumen covered his mouth and nose with clothes. Looking around, after the blood and water came into contact with the glutinous rice, although it was evaporated immediately, the glutinous rice was also a little bit blackened.