American Comics: BOSS Invasion

"It's just a strange corpse."

Using threads to suspend the corpse in front of him, Qi Shan curiously examined it. The corpse before him seemed no different from the people on the street, except that it had been soaked for too long, and the skin and muscle tissue had turned pale and swollen.

It seemed that only the hair was slightly longer.

Hair?

Qi Shan exclaimed softly, shifting his gaze back to the hair.

It was indeed a bit too long, as if it were still growing after death. He glanced at the corpse's fingernails, and sure enough, they had grown more than an inch long. The accumulation of keratin had turned the nails yellow, curving inward slightly, making them look a bit disgusting.

Qi Shan had been waiting for the corpse to turn into a zombie, but it never happened. After being suspended in the air for half a day, the resentment within the corpse not only didn't increase but gradually disappeared.

Like a wisp of green smoke, suddenly blown away by a strong wind, instantly merging into the air.

However, even so, most of the dissipated resentment still moved towards Fu Jiang and quickly merged into her body.

This bit of resentment was too insignificant; Fu Jiang didn't even feel it.

She was the ancestor of all things eerie, and Qi Shan had also enhanced her with his psychic abilities. Her hair could be soft or hard, long or short. Twisted into a whip, she could snap a tree that a person could barely wrap their arms around without breaking a sweat.

Although she was still not good at fighting, dealing with a few zombies was no problem.

"Search around and see what else is in the other wine vats!"

Qi Shan instructed, and Fu Jiang quickly went to investigate.

There must be a unique recipe.

Using his psychic abilities, he suspended all the corpses from the rafters, hanging them in a row from left to right, like roast ducks.

After comparing and observing them, Qi Shan said, "It seems the problem really lies in the wine-making recipe. These corpses are useless now!"

"Should we burn them?" Fu Jiang asked.

"I think we can ask the Zhang brothers about that."

Qi Shan slowly turned around, just in time to see the Zhang brothers rushing to the entrance of the winery, pushing a cart.

Seeing that the door of their house was collapsed and two strangers were standing in the hall with their hands behind their backs, and a string of naked corpses hanging from the rafters, the two immediately understood what had happened.

One of them flew into a rage and charged forward without saying a word.

They traveled through the streets and alleys, walking dozens of miles of mountain roads every day. Although it had been peaceful recently, in these turbulent times, some people would jump out to rob them to make a living. To protect themselves, the two naturally carried some weapons.

The burly man reached to his waist and drew out a dagger with a sharp edge, more than three feet long, wrapped in layers of hemp rope.

Usually, when not in use, it was probably hidden in a secret place on his waist, so that in case of an emergency, he could pull out a weapon with ease.

Without exerting any effort, he twisted the dagger with both hands, revealing the sharp blade, and aimed it at Qi Shan's neck.

The other burly man not only didn't assist his brother in attacking but instead smashed the window and jumped into the adjacent room.

Qi Shan didn't move, a smile appearing on his face.

"You guys are really quick on your feet. We haven't been here long, and you're already back. Fu Jiang, take him down. We have something to ask him anyway!

The one inside, don't struggle. Come out!"

Qi Shan flicked his fingers, and two of the corpses hanging from the rafters suddenly jumped down. After staggering a few steps, their bodies lunged forward, and in a strange posture, they rushed into the next room.

Then, a scream was heard, followed by the sounds of crashing and smashing.

Meanwhile, Fu Jiang didn't know where she had pulled out a black whip. She lightly raised her fair hand and forcefully lashed it downward, and with a crack, the man was struck to the ground, the clothes on his back torn open, and a ridge immediately appeared, red and swollen.

With just this one blow, he was dizzy and unable to get up for a long time. He didn't know where the dagger in his hand had gone.

Qi Shan flicked his fingers again, and two more corpses jumped down, twisting his arms behind his back and escorting him to Qi Shan. At this time, the two corpses in the room also escorted the Zhang brothers out.

The two knelt side by side, behind them a row of four swollen corpses, disheveled hair, and long fingernails.

Their skin was already broken and stuck together, but their bones were like iron hoops, pressing the two firmly to the ground, with such great force that they had no room to struggle.

Fu Jiang put away the long whip, using it as a belt wrapped around her slender waist. Hidden under her coat, it was completely invisible.

She picked up a stool and placed it behind Qi Shan, reaching out to smooth it. Qi Shan sat down directly.

"Tell me, what's going on here?"

Qi Shan raised his hand, and a small purple clay teapot appeared in his palm, clearly empty.

But Qi Shan put his hands together and shook it gently, and it was already filled with hot water, and a faint fragrance of tea wafted out.

Carelessly taking a sip, Qi Shan squinted his eyes and sized up the two.

Fu Jiang folded her hands over her lower abdomen, her eyes looking at her nose, her nose looking at her heart, standing sideways beside him.

Although the two didn't deliberately show it, the air of young masters was inadvertently displayed.

"Who exactly are you? Trespassing on private property is against the law!"

"No, brother, he just bought two jars of our wine in the next town!"

Hearing his brother speak, a light flashed in the eyes of the first burly man: "This brother, although selling 'yin wine' is not ethical, people in the world can't help themselves and ultimately need to support their families.

You are all cultivators; you should understand the difficulties involved.

So, please be lenient and let us brothers go. I guarantee that from today onwards, we will not appear within a hundred miles.

And we won't mention a single word to outsiders. Brother doesn't need to worry about the secret of practicing corpse refining being leaked!"

Qi Shan was slightly stunned and smiled, "You think I'm also practicing evil arts?"

The burly man said solemnly: "This brother, that's not right. Cultivation is cultivation; there's no distinction between good and evil. It's all about seizing the creation of heaven and earth and extending the length of one's life.

Going against the heavens is destined to be fraught with dangers, harder than ascending to the heavens.

My brother and I have been brewing and selling wine for more than 20 years. Over the years, we have only created one 'wine worm'.

As long as you let us go, we will present it immediately."

After he finished speaking, the burly man next to him immediately continued, "Brother, no! We've worked hard for 20 years to cultivate a wine worm; how can we easily give it to someone else?"

"What does that matter? It's just an external possession!"

The burly man's eyes were burning: "Let this brother know that wine worms are hard to come by. From the selection of materials, it is extremely harsh.

You must choose a pure yang body that has died tragically; a natural death won't do, marriage and childbirth won't do, and even those who have had serious illnesses or contracted venereal diseases won't do.

It's best to be monks and martial artists who have practiced boy skills since childhood.

Only such people can be considered top-notch materials.

Choosing the right materials is only the first step. After getting them, you must first soak them in good liquor for a year.

During this period, they must be taken out to dry in the shade every day, so that the aroma of the wine can permeate the muscles and bones, without causing any damage to the materials.

After a year, choose good vintage liquor, add live snakes, chicken blood, bear bile, ginseng, astragalus, ganoderma, and 57 other medicinal materials, seal and soak for three years.

After the corpse has absorbed all the medicinal materials, seal it in a coffin, bury it in the ground, and plant insect eggs on its heart.

Then, every three months, inject five poisons, repeating this forty-nine times, until the material is eaten up by the poisonous insects and a king of gu has been killed. Only then is it considered to be preliminarily formed."

"Then, the king of gu needs to be constantly soaked in wine, adding medicinal powder to make it constantly shed its skin and degenerate into the form of a worm pupa.

This process requires great care. If you are not careful, all previous efforts will be wasted. If the amount of medicinal powder is too small, the gu worm will not be able to evolve into a wine worm. If the amount of powder is too large, the gu worm will mutate into a poisonous insect.

The dosage must be carefully calculated in real time."

"My brother and I have spent 20 years and only cultivated one wine worm. Now we offer it to you, brother, please be merciful!"

While speaking, both brothers raised their heads, their faces showing pride, as if cultivating a wine worm was some amazing achievement. Qi Shan found it difficult to understand this way of thinking and could only try to convert the wine worm into something like a treasured blade.

"Listening to your description, the process is indeed very difficult, but what is the use of this wine worm?"

Qi Shan asked curiously, "Don't blame me for being ignorant; I've never heard of such a thing. All I usually encounter are corpse drivers, grave mourners, chanting Taoists and monks, and I've never encountered craftsmen like you!"

"The use of wine worms is great. It can not only turn white water into liquor, and inferior wine into good wine, but also absorb the essence of the sun and moon, the vitality of heaven and earth, and integrate it into the wine, turning an ordinary bowl of wine into a spiritual wine containing spiritual energy.

Cultivators will benefit immeasurably from drinking it, and ordinary people can also prolong their lives and strengthen their bodies.

Even if it is used to make magical instruments and talismans, it is more than twice as strong as ordinary materials."

The two explained.

Qi Shan nodded, "I see, it's so precious!"

The two hurriedly said, "Then please temporarily untie one of us, and we will immediately go to the underground secret room to retrieve the wine worm for you.

Moreover, you can control the corpses, so you are not afraid of us running away. If there is any abnormality, just cut us down!"

Qi Shan smiled, "In order to escape, you are really going all out! Alright then…"

Qi Shan got up, and a hint of joy flashed in the eyes of the two.

"You have both said so much, of course I won't refuse, then… now I'll send you on your way!"

Before he finished speaking, several psychic threads had wrapped around the necks of the two, and with a whoosh, two heads flew up, and blood spurted out.

Their faces even had an expression of disbelief, their mouths wide open, as if asking why…