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Chapter 137 Diary

The arms of the two dead rice dumplings were very stiff. Xiao Ying and Dazuirong didn't even break them apart. In the end, there was no way. They found a dagger in the room and crossed their arms out. Only then did the buddy was rescued. Dazuirong ran to the kitchen quickly, brought a pot of salad oil, poured it on the ground, and lit it with a lighter. Suddenly, the group of dead rice dumplings were trapped in the sea of ​​fire.

Fire attack is the best way to exterminate zombies, but when they can move, it is useless. Only when the zombies are standing up can they have the hope of burning them to ashes. Standing outside the door, I saw a stream of black blood overflowing from the burning zombies, and the bones make a clatter of clatters, which is very strange and terrifying.

Big Mouth Rong sighed and said, "This is the 'blood rushing bones' phenomenon that occurs after being burned by fire. They will never be resurrected." It seems that this kid feels a pity for these zombies.

There was a fire here, and someone called the police soon. We ran out of the house and I ran into the house to see that Xiao Xiang was no longer there. After returning home, it was basically dawn, and the three of them took turns taking a shower. They were better and there were no external injuries. But my buddy had a simple shower. There was a white medicine in the big mouth bag, which helped me apply to the wound. I lost too much blood, and I was connected with Guishuai, so I felt very weak. I lay on the sofa and fell asleep quickly.

In my sleep, I saw the dead girl in a daze, as if I had seen it in the college toilet. Her long hair shawls, her pointed chin, and a pair of big, watery eyes looked very cute. I happily took her hand, but she stared at her fiercely. The expression of anger in the face was terrifying, which scared me so much that she shook back, but she disappeared without any hesitation.

I woke up suddenly, shook my head, and found that I had a dream just now. The scene in the dream was clearly that she was resenting me and did not wait at her designated location, which led to the separation of us. I suddenly remembered what Ozawa said, Gui Qi, who rebelled against his master, would be hunted by the entire Guizong, and she was immediately scared and sweated. Will she be in danger? She couldn't help but worry about this dead girl.

"How do you feel when you wake up?" Xiao Ying sat on the sofa opposite, holding a diary and looking at me and asked.

I stretched my arms and found that the sleep was recovering well. I couldn't help but be full of energy. All the yin energy on my body disappeared, and the wounds didn't hurt. I nodded and smiled, "It's okay. What time is it now?" As I asked, I looked at the window. It was pitch black outside, and I actually slept for the whole day.

"It's past nine o'clock in the evening. You're sleeping soundly, and I didn't dare to wake you up while eating. Come and have a meal." Xiao Ying said, putting her diary on the sofa and walked to the kitchen to help me serve the meal.

I walked to the restaurant and sat down. Xiao Ying brought a large bowl of steaming soup noodles with two poached eggs on it. It smelled fragrant and couldn't help but saliva flowed out. Sometimes I felt quite puzzled. How could a rich lady and a girl who likes to play martial arts have such exquisite cooking skills? Every time I eat the food she cooks, it feels much more fragrant than the restaurant.

Xiao Ying sat opposite, holding her chin with both hands and watching me finish my bowl of noodles with interest, and asked with a smile: "Are you full? Do you want another bowl?"

I burped and said, "This bowl is as big as a bathtub, and one bowl almost suffocates me."

"Well, I know you will be full, I'm just being polite." Xiao Ying blinked mischievously.

Sweat, what if this girl doesn't fool me for a while? I didn't dare to answer her words to prevent her from falling into the pit. She glanced at the living room and asked, "Where is the big mouth?"

"We burned other people's houses and zombies, and he was afraid that the fourth wife would take revenge. So he locked himself in the house and drew talismans and soaked glutinous rice."

I thought to myself that the zombies were probably burned to ashes. If the Fourth Lady wants to take revenge, she will definitely not use rice dumplings anymore. I am afraid she will use fish spirits. My buddy also understands the method of dealing with fish spirits. So the Fourth Lady wants to kill us now and will use violent means directly. I guess she should hire a killer like Duan Tianhong. I can draw talismans like this to treat the killer. I have a way to deal with the killer. There is also Guan Meiyi at home, an ordinary dead ghost, enough to make the martial arts master capsize in the gutter!

Since Dazui Rong is so enthusiastic, let him go alone, so I sat in the restaurant and joked with the beautiful girl Xiao. Of course, she joked a lot about me. Women always have a congenital advantage in speaking, especially smart and naughty beauties.

Speaking of the diary she read, it was the one she took out in the big-mouthed bag. Mo Xuan recorded the breakup with her sister back then. I don’t need to read it anymore. Listening to the beauty telling it, that is a kind of enjoyment.

This diary states that their sisters are twins, and they are all descendants of the corpse-raising family. Because the family has no children, the eldest daughter inherits the incense. Their surname is Yu, and their sister is Mo Zhu, and their sister is Mo Xuan. Ten years ago, they were only twenty-one years old. Their parents died because of revenge. The burden of the corpse-raising family fell on Mo Zhu's shoulders.

Since ancient times, there is another secret technique in Zuyingmen, which is zombies' soul painting. Everyone knows that zombies have no soul, so they will be slow when raising and refining. A hair zombie will take a hundred or even hundreds of years to form. Not to mention that at the level of flying zombies or above, one may not be raised for thousands of years. Therefore, the soul painting technique came into being. Zombies' soul painting will allow zombies to have consciousness to practice on their own, which will greatly shorten the time for cultivation. This is also the wonderful idea of ​​the ancestors of Zuyingmen. After many years of work, they have never succeeded. But they have continued one generation after another, and have never given up, just like the way they become fish spirits and raise a few living zombies to do experiments.

To put it bluntly, Mo Xi and the other six classmates belong to the guinea pig. This method is both stupid and inhumane, which is outrageous. Because raising corpses is not proficient in raising ghosts, but painting souls must have the evil technique of raising ghosts, otherwise everything will be done is waste. At that time, Mo Xuan proposed to go to the Ghost Sect to steal the master, but was suspected by his sister Mo Zhu. At that time, Mo Xuan was having a relationship with a ghost disciple, so he was completely denied. There was an unwritten rule between the shadow and the Ghost Sect, and they did not marry each other to avoid the leak of both methods. Therefore, Mo Zhu strongly opposed this matter. In anger, Mo Xuan secretly ran out and never came back.

Her diary mainly tells how she endured humiliation and coaxed the disciple of the Ghost Sect. With his support, she persuaded various branches and schools to join the Ghost Sect and learn the magic of raising ghosts. In ten years, she also figured out how to make the soul-drawing technique. Unfortunately, the diary did not record the content of this method.

It is precisely because she was crazy about collecting Taoist secrets to draw souls that she raised a ghost Qi, a dead girl who was proficient in Maoshan art!

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