Infinite Sims

In the night, the fire in the village can be seen from a distance.

Walking on the mountain road with the downwind, you can even faintly hear cheers.

The corpses of some villagers can be seen from time to time along the way.

It is conceivable that many of them were probably still at the foot of the mountain when the incident happened, but because they encountered a small group of barbarian soldiers, they fled to the village in a panic.

It may even have brought disaster to other people in the village.

"Next, I will transfer the control of some living corpses to you."

Not long after Jiang Ren left the foot of the mountain, he said to Wan Jinghao beside him.

Wan Jinghao's eyes widened, a little puzzled and puzzled, but he nodded seriously.

In the past few months, although his efficiency in killing enemies by himself is not low, it is far from comparable to Jiang Ren who controls the living corpses.

Naturally, he didn't want to let go of the ability to control living corpses.

"The restrictions are much greater."

Jiang Ren thought silently in his heart, but he didn't tell the reason.

After these eight days, the world restricted him even more.

He didn't notice it because he couldn't find the corpse before, but when he transformed the living corpse that protected Huang Lanxi and the others just now, he felt the world's restrictions on the ghost vine.

To put it simply, his ability to control living corpses has not increased but decreased, and now it is only 80% of the original.

And the closer it is to 80%, the greater the burden on him will be, more than twice as much as before.

Although the current impact is not large, but if it continues like this, no one can guarantee whether it will become 60%, 30%, or even 10% in the future.

However, those reduced shares did not disappear.

If they want to make full use of them, the best way to get rid of any targeted talents in the character burst draw is to hand over part of the control of the living corpses to Wan Jinghao.

It seems that because he is a person of this world, he is not restricted.

And his own body is still in his body. In a sense, if experience and talent are removed, he may be more handy than himself in group control of living corpses.

After handing over part of the control, Jiang Ren told some tricks.

For the next battle, Wan Jinghao immediately started experimenting, turning all the corpses he encountered along the way into living corpses.

Soon, dozens of living corpses gathered behind him.

"Brother Jiang, this person doesn't seem to be dead."

Wan Jinghao suddenly stopped and pointed to a man with his back facing the sky on the right.

Jiang Ren felt for a while, and found that Ziteng really didn't have any effect on this person, and immediately stepped forward to check his pulse and injury: "He's still alive, he was stabbed in the chest, but he didn't hurt the vitals."

Looking carefully, he found that he knew the person's name.

Eight days ago, this person had entertained him along with the head of the village, and his identity was the son of the head of the village. His surname was Wu and his name was Changshun.

Tear it!

Wan Jinghao took out a bottle of hemostatic powder, sprinkled it on Wu Changshun's wound, tore off a piece of clothing from the living corpse nearby, and wrapped the clothing around the wound.

As if feeling pain, Wu Changshun opened his eyes.

Wan Jinghao immediately asked, "Are you okay? Is there anything uncomfortable?"

"you……"

Wu Changshun's eyes were a little confused, the blood quickly turned to fear, and he waved his hands and feet frantically: "Run, run, the barbarians are coming, and they want to kill us all!"

Jiang Ren took out a knife and pressed her hands with the blade: "Calm down."

Only then did Wu Changshun regain his composure.

And Jiang Ren, at the right time, asked aloud what happened during the days when he was trapped in the cave.

In somewhat incoherent and fragmented discourse.

Jiang Ren thought hard, and finally pieced together the events of the past few days in chronological order.

Since the avalanche that day.

The head of the Wu Li called all the villagers together, and took out the one hundred taels of silver, showing that he and others were different from Xu Ran, and finally called many people to dig snow.

Live to see people, die to see corpses.

eight days.

At the foot of the mountain that was buried by thick snow, they have already dug a dozen deep pits.

Regrettably, apart from the corpses of a few army horses, no trace of Jiang Ren and the others was found.

But today, during the daytime, a group of hundreds of servants holding high the flag of the barbarian army appeared, and chased them down without saying a word.

After Wu Changshun was stabbed.

He fell to the ground and passed out quickly, and when he woke up, he was like this now.

"A nice person, a nice village."

Jiang Ren felt emotional in his heart, and then asked: "Have you seen the characteristics of that group of servants? For example, what color turbans are they wearing? What color ribbons are wrapped around their arms?"

Wu Changshun thought for a while: "They all seem to be wearing a green headscarf."

"Zheng Yuqi!"

Wan Jinghao gritted his teeth and punched the ground hard, causing palm-height dust to fly everywhere.

Jiang Ren helped Wuchang Shun to get up on the ground, and said: "We are going to the village, you can choose to go together, or you can choose to stay here."

"No."

When Wu Changshun heard his words, he quickly dissuaded him: "Those Zhao traitors are even more hateful than barbarians. If you go, it's good to die. What if you are tortured by them?"

Because he spoke too fast, blood flowed from the wound on his chest that had already been bandaged.

Jiang Ren smiled: "Since you dare to go, we naturally have something to rely on."

Just as Wu Changshun was about to speak, he saw many people standing in the darkness not far away. Several of them had died in front of him, but he was still startled and took a few steps back: "Ghost, there is a ghost!"

"Four brothers don't need to worry, this is what we rely on."

Wan Jinghao explained and set off with the living corpse.

Seeing that Wu Changshun still wanted to ask, Jiang Ren patted him on the shoulder when he passed by him: "Don't ask if you shouldn't, although it's safer to stay here, but if you want to avenge yourself, I suggest you go faster."

On the one hand, there is an unheard of desecrated corpse, and on the other hand, the hope of personal revenge.

Wu Changshun hesitated for a while, gritted his teeth, and chased after him with all his might.

Because he didn't dare to get close, he hung far behind the living corpse.

The open space in the middle of the village.

Many logs were piled up to form a large bonfire.

More than a hundred servants wearing green scarves, eating the winter wine and meat scavenged from the village, looked at the side corners from time to time.

There.

There were more than a dozen young women whose hands and feet were bound and weeping bitterly.

However, compared with the "main dishes" that can be tasted later, more attention was paid to the "appetizers".

I saw several men who had been stripped down to only their unlined clothes, their hands and knees on the ground, lying like dogs in the cold wind against the only man sitting on a chair.

"Lick the shoes for my uncle, if you feel comfortable, I will let you go."

Yue Da, the man on the chair, said, then gestured to the women next to him: "If there are your wives and daughters there, you can take one away."

"Did you hear that, our master told you to lick it!"

A few soldiers next to him pulled out half of the blade, half threatening and half mockingly said.

Two of the crouching men took a look at the group of women, then closed their eyes and probed to lick the bloodstained and muddy shoe uppers, and the people next to them hesitated and followed.

this moment.

Those shoes are like a bowl of rich meat, and they are a group of wild dogs fighting for food.

"Who dares to spit it out for me, I will kill him on the spot."

At this time, Yue Da said quietly again.

The people who licked his shoes coughed a few times, suppressed their nausea and did not dare to vomit, and continued to try their best to please him.

Seeing this, all the soldiers around laughed loudly.

This scene.

It can already be said to be a must-have program for their team. Everyone in the team has been a little uncomfortable at the beginning, and now it is used as an "appetizer" to increase appetite and relieve boredom.

"A pack of dogs!"

Yue Da forcefully stuffed the toe of the shoe into a mouth, and saw that the other person was coughing and blushing, with a happy smile on his face.

Once upon a time, he liked to play hunting games.

But ever since I captured the captive one day, recalling Wan Jinghao's appearance on the day he died, I couldn't help making the captive a beast, and then became addicted to this slowly sadistic pleasure.

Give hope first, then destroy it.

Seeing the other party's final despair, the feeling was so pleasant that it couldn't be more pleasant.

The corner of Yue Da's mouth curled up, and he touched the jewelry on his left hand.

The cold touch suddenly woke him up from his fantasy, and he looked at the jewelry being touched - a string of Buddhist beads.

Almost instantly.

A deep fear flashed across Yue Da's face.

Nine or ten days ago, an active "evil thing" appeared in the Niu Mansion. If he and the Niu family father and son hadn't run faster, even if they didn't die in the Niu Mansion, they would have been buried in the "evil creature" that erupted from the City Lord's Mansion. Things" tide.

"Those evil creatures are very powerful, but I am definitely not who I was back then."

"The general invited a lot of masters who slay monsters and eliminate evil, and equipped almost every team with more than a hundred people with countermeasures. If those evil things dare to appear in front of me, let them all stay here."

"If you can still catch the black hand who manipulates evil things"

Yue Da smiled complacently, as if he had seen himself when he was promoted to the third rank and became a popular person beside the general.

"Ah! Help me—"

Suddenly, several screams interrupted his imagination.

Under the light of the fire, I saw several soldiers on the edge, each pressing down at least two or more villagers, tearing their throats, faces, arms and other parts of flesh with their teeth like wild beasts, the picture was extremely bloody .

"court death!"

The nearby soldiers reacted, and the weapons in their hands stabbed or fell on the villagers who were pressing on their companions.

But they were soon surprised to find that these villagers not only did not stop at all, but even aroused viciousness, and gnawed on their companions harder.

"It's not a person who can't be killed!"

"They are evil creatures, hurry up, take out the yellow talisman to protect them, and pour blood on them!"

Yue Da stood up in fright, and hurriedly shouted: "No. 10, where is No. 10? Don't you know how to recite Buddhist scriptures? Recite scriptures for me to drive away evil spirits!"

If I say it casually, you will believe it.

No. 10, an ordinary soldier, with a bitter face, said loudly: "Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva, if you don't act like you are empty, pineapple and jackfruit, there used to be a temple..."

After reading it, his pronunciation became more and more difficult to recognize, and there was a shadow of an eminent monk.

But let’s not talk about whether the method of chanting scriptures to drive away evil spirits will work.

Those soldiers who took out the yellow talismans and even splashed the blood of the black dog have been thrown down a lot.

"It doesn't work? Why doesn't it work?"

Yue Da looked at the string of Buddhist beads consecrated by an eminent monk that he threw, and it didn't have any effect on the "evil things" he touched.

Cursing the eminent monk secretly in his heart, he took out a palm-sized Eight Diagrams Realm from his bosom.

"I picked this up from the gate of a small Taoist temple that has been incensed for a hundred years. I don't believe that it doesn't work."

Yue Da picked up this secret weapon, and reflected the firelight from the side onto a living corpse.

One breath, two breaths, three breaths.

The living corpse didn't respond, and threw itself at another soldier.

Yue Da threw the gossip mirror to the ground, his face turned hard, and he said, "Everyone arrest the captives and put the knife on their necks! As long as the evil thing dares to get close to you, the captives will be killed immediately!"

received his orders.

The few people lying on their stomachs, as well as a dozen or so women beside them, were held hostage.

By the big campfire.

The servants who are still standing at this moment are less than one-third of what they were when they were singing and dancing just now, and they are all vigilantly pushing the captives in front of them.

Most of the soldiers who fell to the ground were dead and turned into living corpses.

The few survivors also had their bodies pitted and pitted by the bites, wishing to be relieved by death immediately.

"He actually knew how to threaten with hostages."

Jiang Ren stood at the edge of the flame light, and cast his eyes on Wan Jinghao beside him.

If only two or three people were held hostage.

You can also find an opportunity to approach and rescue.

But now nearly 20 people are being held hostage, and his body can only display 50% of his strength when he just died. Obviously, force cannot solve these pig-tailed people in the case of rescuing the hostages.

But the manipulator of this group of living corpses is Wan Jinghao, and this matter should be left to him to judge.

"Yueda!"

Wan Jinghao took a few steps forward with an angry face, his fair face was slightly reflective.

"Wan Jinghao?!"

Yue Da, who was elated just because the evil thing stopped attacking, immediately showed fear and doubt on his face, he didn't understand how a person who had been dead for more than half a year would appear here.

But soon, he figured out some key points.

"It is rumored that every time the evil thing makes a move, it will leave a line of writing."

Yue Da was holding a woman in his arms, with a steel knife resting on his neck, and asked frantically, "Why do I feel familiar with those words when I said them, are you the one who left them?"

"That's right, it's me."

Wan Jinghao looked gloomy, and walked towards him.

Yue Da quickly hammered the chest of the woman in his arms with the handle of the knife, and shouted: "Don't come here, if we come again we will kill all the prisoners."

Wan Jinghao paused, then walked towards them again.

Just when Yue Da didn't know whether he should do it or not.

Wu Changshun suddenly knelt down and stopped Wan Jinghao: "Please calm down, Mr. Wan."

He has to stop it.

Because among the captives was his wife who had only been married for two years.

The rest will die when they die, but the wife is still pregnant, and she must be allowed to live, at least to give birth to a child.