Deconstruction is Weird

When they entered the cave, they saw Wu Tong leaning against the wall. His face was covered with something like a mask. The texture was very similar to skin. Chu Dong even thought it was made of human skin.

And that mask has already been put on makeup, this should be a kind of corpse painting technique, maybe the person really didn't have time to paint the corpse on the spot, after all, the few people chased him too fast.

Wang Yujin is a cripple, only about 1.7 meters tall, and has a fat body. Up to now, she still turns her back to several people, and seems to be very confident.

Wu Yong was naturally very angry when he saw the people behind the scenes, and immediately let the puppet rush up to snatch them.

But at this moment, a figure descended from the sky. It was the painted corpse that snatched Wu Tong away before. The reason why no one was seen after entering the cave was because she had been hanging on the ceiling of the cave.

The puppet was repulsed by the painted corpse, and a gap was punched on the left forearm, exposing the inner skeleton. It seemed to be some kind of branch, which was black and red, and extremely slender.

Chu Dong had seen before that Wu Yong's paper pierced the inside of the man, and they were all ordinary wooden sticks. This kind of branch was obviously of a much higher grade.

The painted corpse is a monster that can smash stones with one punch. Chu Dong thought that the puppet would be smashed by one punch. It can be seen that Wu Yong put a lot of effort into this puppet.

"Master Huang, come here and be safe."

The man turned around, with a big fat face and squinted eyes, which seemed to be a very kind expression, but the current atmosphere made his expression look a little weird.

"Don't get close to me, I know you?"

Wang Yujin chuckled.

"You are busy with your affairs, how would you know such a small person as me.

Mr. Huang has also worked hard in the Yin Yang Division. If you hand over the token, I don't need to kill you. "

Chu Dong was a little puzzled. The deacon Jin Ling was no longer with Huang De. He used the Jin Ling to press the coffin before, but then the two went up the mountain to make trouble. When they returned, Jin Ling was no longer there.

Chu Dong also asked Huang De, and Huang De said that it was a broken sign, so if you throw it away, you will lose it.

Moreover, although the golden order is a treasure, it is more of a status symbol, just like an ID card, you can get it again if you lose it, so why grab it?

At present, there seems to be only one explanation. The token that this man wants is not the deacon's gold order, but another token.

"A stinky painter, are you worthy of threatening me?"

Huang De looked disdainful, holding the green talisman in his hand, muttering something softly, but Chu Dong guessed it from the shape of his mouth, Huang De was reciting the incantation of the corpse suppressing talisman.

For some reason, Huang De did not use mana this time, but chose to activate it.

It is written in the Encyclopedia of Talismans that if the user of the talisman possesses mana power, then he no longer needs to rely on mantras, and the effect will be better. Mana power is highly praised in the book.

Huang De also used mana to activate a Yang Explosive Talisman before, and the effect was ridiculously good.

Huang De recited the incantation three times before the incantation on the green talisman glowed slightly. It was really procrastinating. If it wasn't for the puppet blocking him, he would have no time to recite the incantation.

Seeing that the talisman was activated, Huang De directly stepped forward and stuck the green talisman on the body of the painted corpse.

The corpse suppressing talisman took effect immediately, and the painted corpse lay limp on the ground. Huang De didn't give the painted corpse a chance at all, and broke her neck with his foot.

The situation seemed to be very unfavorable for Wang Yujin, but the expression on his face did not change. Chu Dong felt very bad about the expression that he was sure of winning.

Wang Yujin even clapped her hands behind her.

"The most expensive green talisman is painted with the lowest-level corpse-suppressing talisman, and human blood is used as auxiliary materials. Every method is trying to save the loss of yang energy. It seems that Mr. Huang is really exhausted, right?

I guess, the magic power is also useless? "

Looking at Huang De's livid face, Chu Dong probably knew the answer. Huang De's body was worse than he imagined.

【Currently, the probability of danger is constantly increasing】

[Intelligent Brain is calculating the possibility with reference to Huang De's mantra, please delay]

【Mastering the spell will greatly increase the ability to survive】

Wu Yong scolded angrily: "Why are you talking so much to him, come on, get rid of him!"

Wu Yong didn't want to wait for a minute when he saw that the painted corpse was destroyed, so he ordered the puppet to rush up. Seeing this, Wang Yujin knocked on the ground with his wooden leg, and a slender hand stretched out from behind the man's head. , grabbed the puppet's head.

With a violent grip of the palm, the puppet's head shattered on the spot, the skin was scratched to pieces, and the skeleton of the branches inside was completely destroyed. This puppet is probably useless.

That palm was none other than Wu Tong.

Now Wu Tong's eyes are closed tightly, and the mask painted with dead makeup is tightly attached to his face. The strange power is even stronger than that of the painted corpse before.

Wang Yujin looked at Wu Tong's face with satisfaction, as if admiring a work of art.

"Do you know why I robbed her, this is a perfect corpse, neither human nor ghost nor corpse, but she has the characteristics of a ghost corpse at the same time.

It can be controlled by my corpse drawing technique, and it won't rot, even this corpse-suppressing talisman has no effect on her. "

Wang Yujin's face was full of smiles. Painting corpses is different from ordinary corpse control techniques. Most of the corpses manipulated by general corpse control techniques are very stiff and go straight, and those zombies have to be buried for decades before they can fight.

Moreover, ordinary zombies have no mind, are very rigid, and are easy to be played to death.

But painting corpses is completely different. As long as people are dead, they can be painted, and the fresher the better, because the corpses are fresh, and those painted corpses will still have low-level wisdom.

The stronger the strength in life, the stronger the strength after being painted dead.

But painting corpses also has weaknesses, like all zombies, they are afraid of corpse-suppressing charms, sunlight, etc., and it also has a new disadvantage, that is, the shelf life.

The corpse of the painted corpse is fresh, there is no corpse change, so it will rot. Although the corpse painter has his own unique secret technique to delay the decay of the corpse, it is inevitable that the strength of the painted corpse will decline over time, and it will drop quickly. .

Because of this, when Wang Yujin secretly saw Wu Tong's combined soul on the back mountain, he almost went crazy with joy. He is powerful, will not rot, and is not afraid of the dead body painted by the corpse suppressing talisman. This will be his great help.

It is even possible to use this to become a gold medal deacon.

Just when Chu Dong and Wu Yong were placing their hopes on Huang De, Huang De's frown became tighter and tighter, and he even started gesturing to Chu Dong to run away.

But at this moment, there were many footsteps at the entrance of the cave. Chu Dong turned around and saw that some walking corpses blocked their way.

These walking corpses are not very strong, they just wiped their red lips, but they are most suitable for blocking the way.

Wang Yujin laughed in front of several people, but looking at his kind face at this moment could only make people's backs shudder.

"Master Huang, do you feel that your body is getting more and more wrong?"

Huang De's eyes narrowed, his chest heaved a little bit, just standing seemed to be very difficult for him, he asked sharply.

"What did you do to me!"