Physical Push! You Call This A Necromancer?

"This attribute panel? Is this a fucking necromancer?"

Shen Jianshu couldn't choose what to say, and was so excited that he spit all over the place.

If someone who is familiar with him sees this, he will be very surprised.

In their impression, this old professor who practiced undead magic was unsmiling and very stable on weekdays. He was completely a person who did not change his face when Mount Tai collapsed in front of him.

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In his current state, it can be seen how much impact Qiao Yu's attribute panel had on him.

Shen Jianshu's chest was heaving with excitement, and he quickly took out an oxygen bottle to cover his mouth and nose.

After taking a few big breaths of oxygen, Shen Jianshu finally calmed down a bit.

He ate more in one day than he ate in most of his life.

Shen Jianshu has finally discovered that if he has a bad heart, he can't be the teacher of this kid in front of him, and he will easily die

"You, summon a skeleton soldier!" Shen Jianshu said.

"Oh" Qiao Yu obeyed, and a skeleton soldier who seemed a little dull rose up from the ground while singing.

"As a necromancer, the most important thing is to be able to command your own undead creatures!" Shen Jianshu said while taking out a bundle of scrolls from the storage space.

Then Shen Jianshu unfolded the scroll, and inside the scroll was actually a painting!

The whole painting has a huge scene and extremely rich content. There are many bridges and houses in the city, grass, trees, horses, cattle, donkeys and camels, as well as dwellers and walkers in boats and carts.

"This is an imitation of the famous ancient painting "Along the River During the Qingming Festival." After finishing speaking, Shen Jianshu took out a tool bag and handed it to Qiao Yu.

Qiao Yu took it and opened it to see that there were needles, threads, cloth, charts, scissors and other tools inside.

"Professor Shen, what is this for?" Qiao Yu was a little puzzled.

"It's very simple. I want you to do cross-stitching, and embroider this picture of going up the river during the Qingming Festival." Shen Jianshu nodded slightly.

"Cross-stitch? Me?" Qiao Yu's eyes widened.

"It's not you, it's it." Shen Jianshu pointed to the skeleton soldier that Qiao Yu summoned beside him.

The faint blue soul fire in the skeleton soldier's two empty eye sockets flickered on and off, as if he was also in shock.

I'm a skeleton, and if I'm dead, you still want to pull me out to do cross-stitch? Be a person!

"Undead creatures are not cannon fodder. The power of the same undead creature under the control of different necromancers can be said to be very different!"

"When you can control undead creatures to complete delicate tasks such as cross-stitching, it proves that you have already grasped the threshold of manipulating undead."

"Come on, boy, the bone dragon will be here with you. When you finish the cross-stitch, I'll let you out to get some air."

After Shen Jianshu finished speaking, a black hole opened up.

"Wait, Professor Shen, what kind of place is this?" Qiao Yu looked left and right, and there were dark emptiness everywhere.

"This is my undead space. The undead creatures summoned or controlled by the necromancer can be stored in the undead space. After the special training is over, I will teach you to open up your own undead space. Bye bye."

Shen Jianshu emerged from the black hole, leaving only Qiao Yu in the undead space.

Oh no, there is also the skull dragon and a poor skeleton soldier above.

"What's wrong with this!"

Looking at the needlework in front of her, Qiao Yu felt dizzy.

His physical condition never allowed him to do needlework.

With the complexity of the painting of Shanghe during the Qingming Festival, even he himself would not be able to embroider it, let alone control a skeleton.

Qiao Yu's eyes suddenly lit up.

"Little machine! Quickly ask that scholar ghost, can he embroider?"

"Sir, I still have a little understanding of the Four Books and Five Classics of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. Embroidery was only learned by women in ancient times." The scholar's ghost's weak voice sounded.

Qiao Yu was silent for a while, then asked slowly.

"Xiaoji, what about you? Do you know how to embroider?"

As soon as the words fell, the Mechanic Queen came out of Qiao Yu's body.

With a wave of her hand, the bone dragon's eyes were instantly covered, but the bone dragon didn't feel it.

"I will stab you, do you want to try?" As soon as the words fell, the Mechanic Queen's right hand turned into a huge electric drill.

"Excuse me, why did you come out suddenly?" Qiao Yu asked.

"This space is very strange, it can block all the perception of the outside world, of course I have to come out to breathe."

The Mechanical Queen stretched her waist, revealing her graceful curves.

"Don't worry, you are busy with your business, don't worry about me, I will automatically disappear when the old man comes back."

"Hey." Qiao Yu sighed.

It seemed that he still had to rely on himself, and then Qiao Yu's eyes became firm.

His character was inherently stubborn, otherwise he wouldn't have been able to spend more than half a month studying the draft paper left by his parents without sleeping and eating.

Go ahead and do it, but Qiao Yu gets stuck at the first step.

Because he found that just controlling the skeleton soldier to stretch out two fingers to pinch the embroidery needle as thin as a cow's hair is not an easy task.

Qiao Yu seldom used himself to fight as a necromancer in the first place. Even when he summoned skeleton soldiers before, he made them jump straight up. How could he have such fine control.

After working hard for a long time, Qiao Yu finally managed to get a slender embroidery needle to be pinched between those two bony fingers.

Then comes the second question, threading

Under Qiao Yu's control, the skeleton soldier held the embroidery needle with his left hand and the thread with his right hand, but he couldn't get it through no matter what.

With the help of Guitong, he could clearly lock the eye of the needle, but no matter how he threaded it, the end of the thread would always be twisted.

"Sir, you can't do this."

The words of scholar ghost resounded in Qiao Yu's heart.

"I saw my wife doing needlework before I was alive. When I was threading, I couldn't get it in because the end of the thread was too soft. You had to lick it. When you licked the end of the thread straight, it could be threaded in."

"Is it like this?"

Qiao Yu scratched his head, and then looked at the 28 neat white teeth of the skeleton soldier.

It is impossible for the skeleton soldier to lick the thread straight, so is it possible to do it yourself?

Qiao Yu suddenly had a bold idea in his heart.

"Xiaoji! Come here! I'll show you something good!"

The Mechanic Empress walked over suspiciously.

Five minutes later, Qiao Yu had a black and bruised panda eye, but his face was full of surprises.

With the help of the Mechanic Queen, he finally succeeded in threading!

"Okay, we can finally start to embroider!"

Qiao Yu took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down, then glanced at the Qingming Riverside Picture, and spoke with confidence.

"Let's get started! Skeleton soldiers, let's go!"

Under Qiao Yu's control, the skeleton soldiers' shots can be described as fast, accurate and ruthless.

It holds the embroidery needle, aims at the target and stabs forward!

Stab it!

The skeleton soldier's entire hand pierced through the cross-stitch canvas, and a big hole appeared in the canvas.

Qiao Yu: "..."