I Have a Monster Farm

"Brother You, you can just call me Zhang Ziyu."

Although the person in front of him was not as detached as his master, but with the same face and an inexplicable sense of familiarity, Zhang Ziyu didn't have too many scruples.

I have to say that Chen You's fried glutinous rice is really good, and the taste is quite delicious.

If my master doesn't drive away corpses in the future, why don't I offer him fried glutinous rice?

"Brother You, I want to rent a house here, who do you think I need to talk to?"

As soon as Chen You stopped smoking, he frowned and asked, "What kind of house do you rent here at a young age? This public housing is not very good."

He was reminding Zhang Ziyu that there was a problem with this public housing building.

Chen Youzu's previous generations were Taoist priests, who slayed demons and demons, and eliminated zombies. Even if it was because his father went out to eliminate evils when he was young, he never came back, and most of the inheritance was broken.

But he still has some abilities, and he naturally knows that the entire public housing building is lifeless, and there are many rooms and places where sneaks are hiding.

To put it bluntly, this public housing complex is a place where ghosts live together.

If it wasn't really hopeless, or nothing to worry about, no one would live here.

At least, he didn't think that a spirited guy like Zhang Ziyu would come to live in this place.

"Brother You, are you a Taoist priest?"

Chen You narrowed his eyes and knew that the matter was not simple, so he asked, "Why are you asking this?"

Zhang Ziyu has no intention of being a fool, after all, he only has three days, and as far as he knows, there are three kinds of ghosts in this building that are worth his shot.

One is the pair of twin wraiths, twins, who died at the same time, with great resentment, they are definitely ghosts at the level of ghosts.

One is the zombie refined by the evil way Ah Jiu——Uncle Dong. Uncle Dong is a human-made zombie. It may not be good enough. It may not be as precious as the old man. It is not precious.

After all, it is like a walking corpse, as long as it belongs to the walking corpse, after being taken in by Zhang Ziyu, even if more walking corpses are put in, only that end can produce things.

The priority of the zombies was placed later, and Zhang Ziyu was not sure if the zombies appeared at the current time point.

In case Uncle Dong hadn't fallen to his death, he couldn't kill him and let the evil Ajiu refine it into a zombie, right?

The last one, and the one that Zhang Yu is most curious about, is Yin Er.

This building is erratic, and has been wandering in the corridors, very strange.

Their target is Ah Jiu, another person in this building who knows magic tricks and tries to do crooked ways all day long.

Ah Jiu is about the same age as Chen You, about forty or fifty years old. He has been interested in crooked ways since he was a child, and he is also willing to work hard to cultivate, and has raised a lot of evil things like little ghosts.

Maybe it was because he had done too many crooked ways, and he was lucky to recite words, so he was found to have advanced lung cancer.

Not to mention that he is not a great cultivator like a god, even if he is a god, his body has not been cultivated well, and lung cancer is difficult to treat with ordinary methods.

Therefore, he forcibly raised the ghost to continue his life, and smoked the ashes of the little ghost as cigarettes, using the yin to continue the yang, so he lived for a longer period of time.

This is also the reason why ghosts wander around, they are waiting for Ah Jiu to die.

However, this is also where Zhang Ziyu is most curious and puzzled. The errands here are muddled, as if he has no subjective consciousness at all, and he is only acting for a certain purpose or according to rules.

Are they ghosts, or some kind of regular monsters?

The three kinds of monsters, not counting other ghosts that may appear in the entire building, Zhang Ziyu wants to complete the hunt, so as not to return empty-handed, he needs to speed up his actions.

"Brother You, I'm also a Taoist priest. Seeing that something is wrong with this building, I want to deal with it. At least I can save the things inside."

Chen You snorted, took a puff of a stuffy cigarette, and said, "I didn't expect that there are people who understand these things these days, so hurry up and eat it, don't mind your own business, there is no need for young people."

He thought of his father. When he was young, his father said that he would go out to help people exorcise evil spirits, but after he left, he was left alone. He never came back, and there was no one in the array at home. Moved.

In his opinion, Zhang Ziyu was so young, he didn't want to run around to exorcise evil spirits, and even lost his life.

Zhang Ziyu knew Chen You's intentions, but he shook his head and said, "The inheritance of the master's school is to subdue demons and eliminate demons, and there are fierce ghosts staying here. After a long time, something will happen."

Hearing the inheritance of the master's school, Chen You was stunned. He remembered that his family had been Taoists for several generations, and the inheritance of the master's school was very similar.

"Learn how to subdue demons and eliminate demons. There are no zombies these days, so what can you do to be a Taoist priest, except for frying glutinous rice, you are just a useless person."

Chen You's tone was heavy, without raising his eyebrows, he took a puff of the cigarette, as if one-third of the smoke was about to disappear, he exhaled thick smoke, and he looked very depressed.

"Brother You, have a bowl of glutinous rice."

At this time, a middle-aged guest came, wearing a dirty shirt, smiling, and also a neighbor.

"Here we come, what's the rush?"

Chen You put the cigarette in his mouth, waved his hands, got up impatiently and went to the back of the stove, started the fire, and skillfully fried the glutinous rice.

In three to five minutes, the glutinous rice was fried and put in front of the person.

"Thank you brother."

"No thanks. Well, what's the smell?"

Just now when Chen You approached this neighbor, he suddenly smelled something strange, like medicine, but it was disgusting.

"no."

The man was a little hesitant. After all, Chen You said that he smelled, and it was somewhat embarrassing.

"The smell of the medicinal oil is weird, it's been the same smell for the past few days."

Chen You glanced at the guests around, and said, "Hey, Aunt Mei mended all your clothes?"

"Yeah, if you don't make it up to Aunt Mei, who will you make it up to?"

The doubts in Chen You's heart became worse. He threw away the butt of the cigarette and walked back to Zhang Ziyu. He wanted to persuade Zhang Ziyu again.

"It's medicinal oil for refining corpses. It also smells like corpses."

Zhang Ziyu had just finished eating glutinous rice and looked up at Chen You.

"Corpse refining!"

Chen You's face darkened, full of shock, and he stared straight at Zhang Ziyu.

Although he has learned a little Taoism, he has never seen zombies except for ghosts and ordinary evil things, so he didn't think of this aspect at the first time.

When Zhang Ziyu said this, he thought in this direction, and it was right.

Zhang Ziyu said seriously: "Master and I have dealt with a lot of zombies and walking corpses before, and this taste is unmistakable."

He also sighed in his heart, he didn't expect that he started to smell of corpse oil, so Uncle Dong should be dead already.

Uncle Dong hadn't seen him for many days, and now the smell appeared on Aunt Mei's patched clothes, Chen You knew that something serious was about to happen.

He took a deep breath and said to Zhang Ziyu, "Come with me."