Do Not Seek Fairy Fate

Chapter 99 Corpse

"Hoo...hoo..."

In the courtyard, there was a mess, and Mo Qiu, who was sweating profusely, put his hands on his knees and gasped desperately, with blood foam overflowing from his mouth from time to time.

This is a serious injury.

Fortunately, the crisis appears to have been resolved.

No matter how sluggish the reaction was, the weird man could still sense something was wrong if he hadn't moved for so long.

Gathering his mind, he first took out a throwing knife from his waist, and struck the strange man on the forehead from afar.

"puff!"

The flying knife was caught just a little bit into the flesh, but under the impact of the huge force, the strange man also fell to the ground, stirring up some dust.

Even so, the weirdo didn't move at all, as if he had lost his perception of the outside world.

"This man..." Mo Qiu couldn't figure it out, but he didn't dare to approach him, so he moved cautiously to where Zhong Yunzhao was.

He was lying on the ground with blood on his head, his body was motionless, and there were a few broken tiles next to him.

Stretching out his hand, he was already out of breath.

This is not surprising, Zhong Yunzhao was seriously injured, and in order to resist Mo Qiu's hidden weapon, he forcibly circulated his true energy.

In addition, the flying knife is poisonous, and it is only natural that he failed to survive the internal and external injuries.

It's a pity that Tangtang Feihu, an acquired powerhouse, Heihutang's Dinghaishenzhen, died so aggrieved.

Kong has a whole body of skills, and the last straw is just a tile.

Shaking his head, Mo Qiu reached out and took off the pitch-black token in his hand.

If he guessed correctly, the weirdo should be manipulated by this thing.

If this is the case, this method is simply unimaginable!

What kind of martial arts is this?

Or……

It's not martial arts at all?

The token is the size of a palm, heavy, and made of unknown material, it is as warm and moist as jade.

There are complex and incomprehensible lines on the front and back, and the center of the front has a word 'Royal'.

"strangeness!"

Mo Qiu muttered, picked up the token and shook it tentatively, but the strange man lying on the ground not far away did not respond.

It seems that it should not move.

His eyes flickered, Mo Qiu knew that he couldn't continue entanglement, and immediately began to clean up the field.

Touching the dead body was no stranger to him.

Except for the weird man who didn't dare to touch him, he rummaged through the corpses of the others.

Except for the weapons, there are dozens of taels of silver and nearly a hundred taels of silver bills.

After all, this is a place specially prepared for Zhong Yunzhao to heal his wounds, there are no miscellaneous things, and it is not bad to find this money.

However, there are also unexpected gains.

"Elixir!"

Several bottles of pills were taken out from the cabinet and placed in front of him one by one, causing Mo Qiu's eyes to flicker.

After getting Lao Ding's medicine book and Mu Lao's poison classics, his ability to identify pills is not weak.

Just a light sniff, you can recognize Qiqibaba.

"Clearing Frost Pill, Cleansing Dirt Pill, Xuanyuan Pill..."

These elixirs are all extremely expensive and rare, and two of them are not even inferior to the strong elixirs in the Song family.

Not to mention the improvement of strength, but the healing effect, which is also very useful to him at this time.

"Corpse water, gut-breaking poison."

The last two bottles of medicine made him move his hands.

This is the poison recorded in Old Mu's Poison Sutra. It is hard to find from the outside world. Unexpectedly, it was also searched here. It has not been opened yet.

"After the death of Mr. Ding and Mr. Mu, their belongings should have been collected in the Black Tiger Hall, but now it's at the expense of me."

"However, I got their inheritance, and now that I get the pill, it can be regarded as returning it to the original owner."

Smiling happily at the moment, he took the medicine box and put away the pills one by one.

Just as he was about to turn around, the half piece of paper protruding from the corner of the bed made him stop, and he stretched out his hand to open it.

The paper is dull in color, as if soaked in blood, and even a little bloody smell can be smelled.

Frowning, Mo Qiu carefully picked up the paper.

For some reason, he subconsciously didn't want to touch the paper, as if he had a physical repulsion.

It seems that Zhong Yunzhao kept this piece of paper close to his body, and took it out to observe whenever he had time.

There are three big characters on the top: corpse refining.

"Corpse refining?" Although there were only three words, Mo Qiu's heart beat wildly and his eye sockets contracted.

After scanning it carefully, he became even more short of breath, and his complexion changed drastically.

The things recorded on this paper are not martial arts at all, but a secret method to turn corpses into zombies.

Zombie?

Secret method?

Mo Qiu was stunned and his body shook.

He originally thought that having martial arts in this world would be amazing enough, but now it seems that it is far more than that.

Apart from martial arts, there are actually ghost-like things in this world!

Since there are zombies, are there ghosts?

Are there monsters?

Is there any legendary person who cultivated immortals and asked questions?

Does the fairy man in the market rumors really exist?

For a moment, all kinds of chaotic thoughts surged up, causing his face to change, and he didn't know where he was.

It took a long time before I slowly came back to my senses.

"Since there are martial arts masters, the appearance of zombies... seems not unacceptable." He tilted his head slightly, looking at the strange man lying on the ground beside him:

"So, this thing is a zombie?"

Or it shouldn't be called a zombie. According to this corpse refining technique, the real zombie is far more terrifying than it.

Copper-skinned and iron-framed, not to mention infinite strength, it also has a certain ability to escape from the ground, which is used to avoid sunlight.

It can only be regarded as a 'walking corpse'.

But even a walking corpse, with a little refinement, can be compared to a master of internal energy, and it is not afraid of pain and will never be exhausted.

If it is controlled by a secret method, it is tantamount to having an extra good thug!

Mo Qiu's heart moved, he hastily unfolded the paper, and took out the pitch-black token to compare them one by one.

really!

This token is the key to controlling the walking corpse, and it is easy to get it. You only need to drip a drop of blood every day, and after several days, the walking corpse will react with the person who dripped the blood and serve it for his order.

Now that he knew there were such benefits, he would naturally bring the walking corpse with him.

Gritting his teeth, Mo Qiu took out a cotton cloth and stuffed it into his nose, resisting the discomfort and heading towards the walking dead.

Pulling up the walking corpse, the disheveled hair spread out, revealing the face inside, unexpectedly recognized.

"He Jin?"

This walking corpse was actually refined from He Jin's corpse.

When the He family was wiped out by the Black Tiger Hall, He Jin secretly made an enemy of the Black Tiger Hall, but he didn't want to end up like this.

Not only is the person dead, but the corpse is also turned into a walking corpse, and there is no peace after death.

According to the corpse refining technique, not all corpses can be refined into zombies, and specific requirements are required.

Obviously, He Jin fit the bill.

"Why!"

Sighing softly, Mo Qiu took a black cloth to wrap the corpse, then put it on his shoulders and walked towards the layman.

It's time to leave.

If people from Heihutang found out, with Zhong Shan's love for Zhong Yunzhao, he might even go crazy and take revenge.

I just hope they can find out what's wrong here later, or simply can't find out who did it.

Soon after, the sky darkened.

Several corpses slowly melted under the action of the corpse water, and finally turned into puddles beyond recognition.

Mo Qiu, on the other hand, hastily packed up his things and went straight to the green bag pharmacy, intending to leave in the dark.