Village Building Order Frenzy

Tianming, Zhang Yang looked at a decomposed corpse in front of him, a little surprised.

He originally thought that this monster that could peer into his soul and even control his will was something amazing, but it turned out to be a familiar corpse.

Yes, it was the one he saw in another tent during the day yesterday.

At that time, the corpse was highly decomposed, and there was no sign of corpse transformation.

So afterwards, Zhang Yang ignored it after searching. Who would have thought that the corpse would turn into a swollen black ball monster overnight, and his combat effectiveness was not bad. If he hadn't had the Salted Fish Mountain God card, he would be almost confused. He died unjustly.

He is A+ extraordinary!

"Salted fish, what's the situation? Is it dead!"

"Thank you, adults, for your concern. I guess I can live for several hundred years." The salted fish mountain god's voice was vacant, but also very excited.

"So what happened last night?"

Zhang Yang asked dejectedly. He now feels like a supporting role. He can't figure out the cause and outcome of the incident at all. It's like watching the surveillance, and he can't even hear the sound.

This feeling is fatal and disturbing for him.

Not controlled at all.

"My lord is frightened. It's really sinful. The one who came last night should be some kind of ghost. It's like a tiger bone and tiger whip. My lord, I think this world is really wonderful. My previous divination is correct. There is indeed me here. It’s a great fortune. If there are a few more ghosts like this, I think I can reshape the Dao body."

"What kind of Taoism?"

Zhang Yang asked.

"I don’t know, my lord, this is just a concept I have acquired right now. Maybe I will have an accurate concept when I reach level 15. But it doesn’t really matter, my lord, the best way is to hunt. Killing ghosts, I calculated, I can upgrade almost fifty ghosts!"

"Up to level 15?"

Zhang Yang is also looking forward to it. He ventured to start the mountain **** trial, isn't it just to upgrade the mountain god? Under this premise, it would be fine for him to be aggrieved.

"Uh, my lord, I'm only level 5 now. What I meant just now was that I would be able to get to level 6 by killing 50 ghosts—hey, my lord! What's wrong with you, my lord? You have to take care of your body, you At such a young age, there is still a great time waiting for you to enjoy in the future!"

"Fuck! Your uncle Zhao Xiaoer, do you want to **** me off and inherit my flowers!" Zhang Yang couldn't laugh or cry. Only fifty souls and ghosts can be upgraded to one level, your uncle can really say.

"My lord, calm down, that guy is here."

Zhang Yang hurriedly looked up, and saw that the man who disappeared yesterday has dragged one leg and appeared more than 200 meters away, so is he coming for a decisive battle?

Zhang Yang got down and put the steel gear crossbow on a small dirt bag specially piled up to form a sniper effect. Anyway, he can now headshot any target within two hundred meters!

The big man is still walking slowly, of course he can't walk fast either.

However, Zhang Yang could feel that the attitude of the big man was very firm, very firm, very different from the indifferent appearance yesterday.

It took more than ten minutes for the big man to come to the trap set by Zhang Yang. He was basically the same, except that he was covered in mud, as if he had come out of the mud.

He still held a dagger in his right hand, and a crossbow bolt in his right hand.

"You killed it?"

The big man spoke, his voice low and hoarse.

Zhang Yang still locked this guy's head with a steel gear crossbow, as long as he took a step forward, then it only took one ten and one second before he would set off fireworks on his head.

"I have no ill intentions." The big man seemed to ignore the threat of the crossbow bolt, and said slowly.

"The arrow I shot you yesterday was for a ghost, but you happened to meet it."

"This is evidence. The twenty-five crossbows you took away are all ordinary. This one is a silver crossbow made with secret texts, which is designed to kill spirits and ghosts!"

The big man raised the crossbow in his hand, and indeed silvery white was exposed.

"Soul ghosts are difficult to kill because they will devour human souls. Anyone who looks at them will be controlled for the first time. The souls are gone in an instant, so there can only be two people hunting ghosts. One is responsible for making bait to send death, the other is responsible for killing ghosts!"

"And if the ghost can be killed in the shortest time, then the decoy will not die. If the decoy has some mysterious talents, then even if it is delayed for a while, as long as the ghost is killed, he will not die."

"Such people are usually called ghost hunters. I am a professional ghost hunter. In the past fifteen years, I have changed two companions and killed 98 ghosts until my companion was killed three days ago. The ghost swallowed the soul."

"This is the cruelest thing in the world, because even the **** of the sky and the **** of the earth can't take back the souls swallowed by the ghosts. Those who die of the ghosts will never rest."

"I was desperate. The pain and sorrow of losing my companions made me lose my fighting spirit, but now that you can kill a newborn ghost without any assistance, then I think you have the means to become a ghost hunter. qualifications."

After listening to what the big man said, Zhang Yang finally understood.

"Sorry! I am Jack of the Wood Spear, the sky sacrifice of the **** Amibala of the Shenmufeng Mountain, I will not be a ghost hunter."

"Amibala? Sky sacrifice? Isn't it the fate sacrifice of Nanibani!"

"Ahem, it doesn't matter what the name is, in short, I believe in mountain gods, ghost hunters or something, how can it be compared to my sky sacrifice?"

"If I am willing to believe in your **** Mufengshan, of course, it is universal belief, because I also believe in the **** of the sky, the **** of the earth, the **** of the river, the **** of the driver, the **** of the dead, the **** of sowing, the **** of hunting, Eighty-six gods including the **** of love, the goddess of the moon, and the **** of commerce!"

Zhang Yang was stunned. For the first time in his life, he felt that his ethics was so elegant, elegant and lovely.

Because compared with the one in front of you, cough, it's impossible to compare!

Zhang Yang endured it for a long time, and didn't ask how this guy did it, but it didn't matter, he was very satisfied with being able to get a pan-believers.

"Then, I can consider temporarily becoming your companion, a ghost hunter."

"Okay, then I would be willing to become the **** of the mountain and the mountain, Amoeba~www.NovelMTL.com~ right, is this the name? The **** should have a real name, right?"

"What do you mean?" Zhang Yang is a layman.

"Master, real name, believers must call the real name of the **** they believe in to be able to communicate with the gods. Of course, we are mountain gods. The real name does not matter. Well, actually I don’t understand it. Or you can just make it simple and easy to understand. Yes, so I don’t even have to forget your name the next time you give an introduction!"

How embarrassing!

Zhang Yang is very angry. I just want to give you a mysterious name!

"Listen well, the real name of Shenmufengshan God is Zhao Xianyu, come on!"

Zhang Yang put the mountain god's order forward, so the big man froze for a while, hesitated to kneel down, and wanted to do something special, but looking at the expressionless publicity, he finally said very simply and loudly: "I, one. Robin with a leg is willing to become a fanfare of my lord Zhao Xianyu!"

Zhang Yang had no feeling for this, only the salted fish mountain **** Zhao Xiaoer wailed in despair, as if bitten by a bad dog.