The dragon tribe does not have the custom of eating zombies.

If it can be eaten, Bai Yujun doesn't mind mixing it raw or pickled, but it's really not edible. I haven't heard of anyone in the immortal world who likes to eat zombies, and they can't make elixirs for medicine. It's not useless. After all, those evil cultivators still like zombies.

Not even a shred of consciousness was left, not a single word.

Bai Yujun was a little bored, still lying on the dragon chair, playing with the dragon gun casually with one hand.

The shaking is not big.

But it's quite uncomfortable for a pinned zombie.

Every time you flicked the dragon spear with your finger, the zombie would roar. In fact, before, the roar of the thunder and the rolling wind was deafening, but suddenly it stopped and became quiet. I was a little bit unaccustomed to it, so I let the zombie shout a few times to suit the situation.

By the way, the consciousness that may be hidden is forced to appear.

"This dragon is really interested in fairy lotus. Alas, what should I do..."

It seemed that exchange was impossible.

Then, we can only find opportunities to kill Xiao in the future, and then enthusiastically pick up the unowned items.

I glanced at the zombie twice.

It was such a pity that all the intentions were destroyed immediately.

Where can I find such a rare zombie born after the death of a god these days? Bai Yujun is used to doing business and will never waste any resources. He likes to use waste to create value.

He touched his smooth chin.

"I remember... there was a kind of grass."

He immediately looked through his special little treasury and looked for something from his inventory of more than 3,000 years. It was an extremely ordinary seed, a bit like wheat, and the quantity was about a handful.

Thanks to inherited knowledge and a keen sense of smell.

The seeds were discovered accidentally and picked up in the mountains and forests of the world.

There is no aura, let alone immortality, and only certain special mythical beasts accidentally know its use. They are passed down as knowledge from generation to generation, and are stuffed into warehouses based on the principle of collecting without taking up space.

"Ha, that's it."

He carefully counted and took out ten seeds with both hands.

Using the hole opened by the dragon gun, he stuffed a seed in, then opened several wounds, planted other seeds in, dug a hole to bury some meat, and started doing farm work by humming a little tune.

After arranging the seeds, I carried the dragon gun with zombies on it and returned to the copper pillar.

The little mouth hums a tune happily.

"Mei Niangniang~ Soft and Black Wolf~ are all a group of sheep~"

Humming in his mouth and keeping his hands moving, he tied the zombie with iron ropes again and tied him tightly to the copper pillar.

Putting away the dragon spear, I didn't expect those seeds to sprout...

The moment the seeds sprouted, the originally violent zombies suddenly became fearful. Yes, the painless and unconscious zombies became fearful. The surrounding monsters could smell the fear and would not admit their mistake. In an instant, the monsters who had been idle and watching the fun suddenly became frightened.

Tighten the tail.

He is not afraid of top mythical beasts, but is afraid of seemingly ordinary grass seeds.

The multi-eyed lion crouched down in the swamp.

"Old Wolf, are there any guys here who like to eat grass?"

Hearing this, the giant wolf and the monster with a human head and a snake body rolled their eyes.

"Eating grass? Can you be imprisoned here for eating grass?"

The multi-eyed lion's face turned dark.

None of them are vegetarians. I wanted to see if anyone could eat grass and see if they could eat that thing. Well, the death row is full of people who eat meat and drink blood. I silently prayed to the Dragon Girl to take away the seeds quickly. Don’t

Not even a single drop will remain on death row.

Perhaps the god's corpse was rich in nutrients.

In a short period of time, the seeds took root, sprouted and spread out two green leaves, followed by a third and fourth leaf.

Bai Yujun was very happy.

The past heartless collection of treasures was perfect.

After waiting for about an hour, the zombies that exploded into the sky have turned into a green landscape, with human-shaped grass and green grass blades growing vigorously and vigorously. They are more lush than the crops in the village covered with three layers of farm manure. Maybe the fertilizer is particularly good.

, the grass grows one after another.

A certain Bai happily pulled out a sickle, made by Carpenter Monkey, which is strong and durable.

Harvest one crop, wait for an hour and then harvest another crop.

Then they were tied up with ropes and put aside. The bundles of green grass were piled into haystacks, and the beasts were trembling with fear as they watched.

No one is afraid of death, but he can't stand the grass growing on his body...

"Weed on zombies~"

"One moment, one moment glory~"

"The sickle can't cut it all~"

"Spring breeze blows and life comes again~"

Roll up your sleeves and neatly tie up a pile of straw.

Taking advantage of the long grass, I took out the threshing machine made by Carpenter Monkey and started collecting seeds in full swing.

It was only a handful before, but now it’s half a basket. Don’t underestimate the seeds.

Wherever there will be a zombie disaster in the future, throwing one of them will be more effective than a group of apprentices holding talismans and using black dog blood to save them from biting the tip of their tongues and spitting out the blood. The corpses of these gods can be wiped out. Mere mortal zombies don't matter.

As a result, there is a little more fertile land on death row.

The breath of the zombie becomes weaker and weaker as the grass grows, the hard body loses its meaning, and the energy drains away quickly.

A few days flew by...

Bai Yujun harvests the last batch of crops, revealing zombies that are about to turn into human skin.

Perhaps it is not appropriate to call it a zombie, as it will soon become a zombie.

Next to the copper pillar is a pile of green grass. Even after harvesting, it is still green and alive. It obviously benefits greatly from the zombies and undergoes transformation. No matter what it is for, it will definitely be of great use after being placed in the small vault.

Looking at the zombies again, they are almost in their twilight years.

Zombies transformed from immortal corpses will retain their original appearance to a large extent.

The heaven is full and the earth is round, the skin is as delicate as a baby, the lips are red and the teeth are white, and the beauty is unusually handsome. Even if he turns into a zombie, he still retains his appearance. If the scarlet eyes and fangs are hidden, the unsuspecting person would think he has met a god.

After the grass takes root and grows.

Only a nearly collapsed body was left.

Dejected, like a lump of rubbish, barely holding on to collapse.

Bai Yujun was slightly disappointed.

"It's true that I didn't leave even a little bit of consciousness behind. Alas, I was just going to say a few words of authority."

Even though there was no response, it was obvious that an accident on death row disrupted the man's plan.

"Forget it, that's it."

"Cough~bah~!"

A small ball of dragon flame fell on the zombie and instantly burned into a fireball.

The incandescent firelight illuminated the copper pillar, making it shine golden, reflecting the golden color of Bai Yujun's pretty face. She watched faintly as the body of the dragon's enemy was reduced to ashes. According to the destructive characteristics of the mythical beast and true dragon, there is no possibility of its reappearance.

After a while, the fire went out.

The iron rope lost its support and fell to the ground with a clatter.

Splashes up a little dust.

"Today I will just destroy your body. Later, I will blow your head off."

Turn around, collect the haystacks and prepare to leave the death row.

Many evil creatures are in a hurry.

The multi-eyed lion was the first to speak. Perhaps its size as huge as a mountain made it more courageous.

"Um...General Bailong, don't leave in a hurry..."

Bai Yujun was a little confused when he heard the shouting, and his head was full of questions.

What does it mean?

The old wolf ignored the iron rope around his neck and started shouting.

"Please also check carefully to see if there are any missing grass seeds. They are treasures. If you lose one, it will be a heavy loss. You must look carefully at the ground..."

Many evil creatures nodded seriously.

Bai Yujun was speechless.

"..."

Thinking that they might be able to use these evil creatures that could be written into the Book of Mountains and Seas in the future, they had to pretend to check to make sure there were no missing grass species. In fact, their worries were purely unnecessary, and they were not afraid of zombies.

Take a reluctant look before leaving.
Chapter completed!