The years I spent growing corpses and raising ghosts in the cemetery

After admonishing Li Yanbing, the expression on Simu's face suddenly softened.

Then he gently raised his hand and an old wooden box appeared in his hand.

As soon as the wooden box was taken out, Li Yanbing showed an expression of anticipation. This time she even used her family connections to make good friends with the senior.

"Five hundred kilograms of century-old dark wood and thirty stones of dragon-veined grave soil are relatively easy to find. However, there is only one thousand-year-old god monument, and there are four earthen clay bowls."

"Your parents have put in a lot of effort to find these things, which makes the people in the clan quite dissatisfied. If you can't make some achievements, it won't be easy to explain when the time comes."

Putting the wooden box into Li Yanbing's hand, Simu, the commander of the Zhengui Division, spoke to her earnestly.

"Uncle, don't worry, my niece will definitely not disappoint her parents and clan!"

Li Yanbing nodded heavily to indicate that she had taken note of it. Of course she understood that it was definitely not something that one or two people could do together in a short time.

"Haha, it's enough for you to have this heart. They say that the young man of the Liang family is a genius of the generation. Now it seems that my niece of the Li family may not be much worse than him!"

After hearing this, Simu laughed loudly, then waved his robe and said to Li Yanbing, "I'm just here on the way, so I won't stay any longer."

"Remember, the world is about to undergo great changes. The only way to be an official is to be wise and protect yourself. Don't force yourself to stand out in anything!"

Before leaving, he only spoke to her in words that Li Yanbing could hear.

Then, together with the four Xuanjia guards around him, they gradually disappeared.

"I respectfully send you off to Sir Simu!"

Li Yanbing's eyes heated up, and then she directly clasped her fists in salute, and Li He beside her did the same.

"Let's go to Xinglongling Qianyuan Mountain again tonight!"

"Yes, sir!"

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When Lin Feng returned to Dingwei Cemetery carrying sesame oil, soy sauce vinegar, and small bags of tea packed in bamboo tubes, he found that there were other people here who were rare.

“It’s going to be a real treat tonight!”

Immediately, the old lame man carried a pheasant and shouted to Lin Feng.

"Where did it come from?"

Lin Feng looked at the man sitting next to him, but he was actually asking the old cripple.

"This young man from Bingzi Cemetery gave it to me. I didn't expect that this young man would be good at hunting. He said he came to thank me, old man!"

At this time, the old lame man couldn't open his mouth with joy. This was the first time he encountered someone coming to thank him.

"Oh, what do you call this old man?"

Lin Feng put down the things in his hands, and then looked at Bai Yuanlong who was passing by in disguise. He was still somewhat impressed by this man Lin Feng.

This man was the special one among the new gravekeepers at the cemetery that day.

After all, the special aura emanating from his body could not be hidden from Lin Feng's perception.

"A certain family name is Yan and Wei. If you don't mind, just call me Brother Yan!"

"But little brother, you are amazing. Those bad guys are saying good things about you even behind your back."

Bai Yuanlong made up a pseudonym, and he said it without any pretense at this time, as if he had long been accustomed to it.

"Haha, Brother Yan, you're welcome. I'm just a tough guy. They only value me because I can make some money!"

Lin Feng moved a small bench and sat down, and then started chatting with him.

Of course, nine out of ten sentences the two of them said were false, and one sentence was also vague.

Not long after, the old cripple stewed the pheasant into a pot of soup with some delicacies that Lin Feng brought back from the mountain, and the three of them started eating.

In the evening, the setting sun turned red, and Bai Yuanlong didn't want to stay here any longer, so he returned to the C-position cemetery alone.

"Wow~wow~"

At dusk, the crows' crows could be heard far away, adding a sense of desolation to the entire cemetery.

Lin Feng returned to his wooden house, opened the old book he bought from Lin's Bookstore, and began to read carefully.

Although these books have problems, some of the myths, monsters, and legends recorded in them are pretty good.

It wasn't until night fell that Lin Feng closed the book in his hand.

It's not that he doesn't want to continue reading, but the book in his hand has begun to change.

"The origami master's heritage really has some skills, and he actually hid the paper figures in the book!"

Lin Feng bought a total of five old books. At this time, these five old books began to change on their own, with the pages turning, unfolding, curling, and folding.

The five books slowly transformed into five paper figures with different appearances.

Some of the paper figures look like young ladies with light makeup, some look like dolls with braids, some look like battlefield generals, and some look like a handsome young man.

However, no matter how human-like the paper figures are, you can still tell at a glance that they are not real people.

If an ordinary person had seen such a scene, they would have been so frightened that they would have screamed loudly.

But before they could change into shape, the embroidery trick and the puppet trick appeared quietly, blocking these paper figures one after the other.

Then a large number of blood-colored silk threads tied the five paper figures directly, and then pulled down hard, and the five paper figures were dragged into the shadow world while struggling.

Lin Feng and Puppet Gui also entered the shadow world one after another. After all, the wooden house was still too small to operate.

"Kick-kick"

The five paper figures who were forcibly restrained by Xiugui did not remain completely silent. Instead, they began to struggle fiercely, as if they were stimulated by the blood-colored threads.

Lin Feng noticed that their strength was comparable to that of the Great Slayer. If the five paper figures were to deal with ordinary people, they would definitely be enough.

Even if it is to deal with the master, it is enough. Even if you meet the master, it will take a lot of effort for the master to suppress it.

However, at this time, these paper figures were unable to break free from the shackles of Xiugui in the first place.

"It's just five big tricks. These are just five books. There are at least fifty or sixty books on the bookshelf!"

Thinking of meeting Lin Feng in Lin's Bookstore, a slightly shocked expression appeared on his face. It seemed that the origami master was much stronger than he had previously guessed!

"But since you've focused your attention on me, don't blame me for being rude!"

Lin Feng waved his hand, and the puppet went directly forward and put his hand on a paper man to try to control it.

Immediately, the power of the puppet and the power of the paper man began to collide. A large number of wrinkles appeared on the surface of the paper man, as if it had been wet by rain and then dried in the sun.

As these wrinkles spread to the entire body of the paper man, the originally struggling paper man suddenly became quiet.

But when Lin Feng tried to control it, he found that it had no effect at all.

"It's weird. Could it be that the paper man's weirdness fell into silence, rather than the puppet's weirdness that succeeded?"

Lin Feng frowned when he saw this. It seemed that the puppet trick could not forcefully seize control of the paper man.

"Forget it, I have to let the clone go for a trip anyway. I'll naturally understand it when I get the origami master's inheritance!"

Lin Feng, the remaining four paper figures, no longer tried, but let Xigui get up and release the clones.

"Don't let me down on your first move!"

Lin Feng looked at the clone in front of him and whispered, and to be on the safe side, Lin Feng also handed over the Ruyi Golden Cudgel to the clone.

After all, in Lin Feng's opinion, a clone with only real-life strength is still a bit inferior. It would be embarrassing if he fails to beat the opponent.

If you fail and are suppressed by the opponent, you will lose a clone. After all, it is not easy to get another real corpse to make a clone!

Taking over the Ruyi Golden Cudgel, this thing is a sinister material after all, so the clone will become stronger with the strength.

After being prepared, the clone moved quickly towards Luohe City directly through the shadow world.

Lin Feng slowly closed his eyes and concentrated on controlling the clone.