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

Put the shaved wooden sticks and incense mud on the table and stick them together, then start using a wooden scraper to roll and rub until the surface of the incense is even and smooth.

Making incense is definitely a craft. People with unskillful hands make incense with uneven thickness and size, which looks ugly and even affects burning.

If it is ordinary incense, the problem is not big. The worst case is that it will go out when it is halfway burned.

However, if there is a problem in the process of making soul-guiding incense, ghost-raising incense, and ghost-suppressing incense, it will be fatal.

In the wooden house, Lin Feng held the wooden stick in one hand and the wooden scraper in the other hand to slowly make the soul-guiding incense one by one.

The finished incense needs to be dried in the shade for two or three days before it can be used. This process cannot be rushed.

"Huh~"

As the night deepened, dozens of incense sticks of the same length, color, and smooth surface were finally made by Lin Feng.

"There are sixty in total, but unfortunately the materials we got have been used up. If we want to make it next, we can only start from collecting materials step by step."

These raw materials all belong to Song Renjie. Some of them are relatively precious and not so easy to collect.

Otherwise, these incense sticks would not be regarded as important materials by the Suppression of Ghosts Division.

"Forget it, sixty soul-guiding incense sticks, three sticks per stick, enough to use twenty times!"

But it is good to have a harvest, and Lin Feng is not dissatisfied.

"There are a few incense sticks left, just use them tonight. In addition, Xigui has also absorbed the big ghost yesterday. It's time to change to a new tribute!"

After simply tidying up the house, Lin Feng winked at Wangcai who was lying at his feet.

This guy immediately ran to the door and squatted honestly. A shadow appeared under Lin Feng's feet, and then he disappeared quietly in the house.

When Lin Feng appeared again, he had come to the back mountain. There was an open view here and there were mountains and forests around, just right to summon ghosts.

"Hua La La~"

As Lin Feng's mind moved slightly, the pages of the Corpse Breeding Gui Sutra in his mind turned quickly.

Soon he came to the chapter on Xi Gui, which looked not much different from the previous one.

However, if you look closely, you will find that the three pottery bowls in front of Xi Gui's grave are empty, leaving only some ashes of Gui Yang incense and unknown residues.

Seeing this, Lin Feng directly summoned Xi Gui, and this Gui appeared in front of Lin Feng.

"At the beginning, I didn't know anything, and I forcibly merged various Gui, but I forcibly raised Xi Gui's strength to the level of fierce Gui."

Seeing the various evil ghost patterns on Xi Gui and the Gui fire lingering around it, Lin Feng sighed.

"But this is not all bad. At least it has various advantages in playing the Monkey King. After all, the Monkey King has various abilities and endless changes, which matches it."

Perhaps Xi Gui is inclusive enough, or perhaps the various Gui it merges are just suitable for playing the Monkey King.

In short, the current Xi Gui is still the most practical and combat-oriented Gui in Lin Feng's hands.

"Now Xigui is still at the level of fierce ghosts. If we continue to worship, it will probably become a disaster ghost in a short time."

"However, Xigui was rated as a medium-sized corpse species at the beginning. Now it has merged with various ghosts. The rating is probably lower than before. I am afraid that it will be difficult to improve after growing into a disaster ghost."

This is what Lin Feng regretted yesterday. The level of corpse species is like potential. The higher the potential, the stronger the ghost will eventually grow.

"Perhaps it is still necessary to use the method of sacrifice and fusion to forcibly improve the strength of Xigui, so as to complete various magical changes. How can the Monkey King have only this ability?"

But even so, Lin Feng will not give up on continuing to cultivate Xigui. As the shadow floated, a ghost covered with red paper money was pulled out.

"It took only one day to absorb the big ghost, but unfortunately the strength did not see an increase. The gap between fierce ghost and disaster ghost is really a bit bigger!"

Let Xigui possess Lin Feng and take off part of the red paper money from the sick ghost caught last night, and then dismembered it with the ghost dagger.

The feeling of dismembering a fierce ghost is very different from dismembering a big ghost. Every time Lin Feng made a move, he could feel a terrible cold force invading his body along the dagger.

However, most of these forces were resisted by the play ghost, and only a small part was transmitted to him.

"Boom"

But the next moment, the majestic internal force in Lin Feng's body began to operate on its own, slowly offsetting these negative effects.

"Sure enough, even if it has been suppressed, it is not easy to deal with when it reaches the level of a fierce ghost!"

After successfully dismembering the sick ghost, Lin Feng slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air.

Then he directly put these limbs into the netherworld pottery bowl through the play ghost, and a new round of offerings began quickly, and the power of the sick ghost began to be continuously absorbed by the play ghost.

However, Lin Feng was still not satisfied, and then took out three more ghost-raising incense sticks, lit them, and put them into the netherworld pottery bowl again.

Now the three netherworld pottery bowls can be considered complete. There is a stick of incense burning slowly in each pottery bowl, and the limbs of the ghost in the bowl are also transformed into the power of the play ghost in an unknown way.

After taking back the Playful Ghost, Lin Feng turned his attention to the Embroidered Ghost and the Puppet Ghost.

These two Ghosts were also very useful to him, but unfortunately the tomb was not complete now, and the effect of offering was relatively poor.

But Lin Feng still lit two sticks of Ghost-raising Incense and put them into the Corpse-raising Ghost Sutra and offered them slowly.

For Lin Feng, even if the effect was poor, it was better to have it than not.

"Finally, there are these two, the Greedy Ghost and the Thousand-faced Paper Ghost."

Lin Feng glanced at the gluttonous ghost. After eating the face ghost and the ink hand, this guy's strength has directly increased to the level of fierce ghost.

Later, he ate countless bites of the incense temple ancestor, and his current strength is no weaker than the play ghost.

"Eat it!"

After thinking about it, Lin Feng handed the three small ghosts bound in the shadow world to the gluttonous ghost to eat.

The strength of the incense temple is too strong, and Lin Feng dare not guarantee when the other party will come again.

Now it is natural to be stronger, so there are extra ghosts in hand.

After receiving Lin Feng's order, the greedy ghost's face suddenly showed a weird smile, and then spit out a mixture of various sounds "Eat! Eat! Eat!".

Then the three small ghosts became incomplete at a speed visible to the naked eye until they disappeared.

The greedy ghost only said three words, and even Lin Feng felt a little creepy about this terrible ability.

If this thing is not controlled by Lin Feng, it will definitely become a huge disaster if it is released.

"Hu~Okay, you help me catch the ghost later!"

Wipe the cold sweat from his head, Lin Feng finally looked at the Thousand Faces Paper Ghost.

This ghost was obtained yesterday, with special abilities and good functionality.

The corpse-raising ghost is evaluated as a medium-sized corpse, and the harvest is a fierce ghost, which can be said to have a very high potential.

But Lin Feng has no surplus food in his hands now, and he doesn't know when the Ghost Suppression Department can find more underworld pottery bowls and other items.

Otherwise, Lin Feng would have to give it at least a small ghost as a tribute, but now he can only light three ghost-raising incense sticks to let it absorb it by itself.

"Tonight is a good time to test your ability. The origami master's trick of forming an army of paper people was good. I will try it later."

The Thousand Faces Paper Ghost took only more than ten seconds to absorb the three ghost-raising incense sticks, which is far less effective than the way of offering.

After feeding all the ghosts, Lin Feng lit three soul-guiding incense sticks and began to walk towards the fork in the forest.

The special smell of the soul-guiding incense spread everywhere as Lin Feng walked and the night wind.

When Lin Feng arrived at the fork in the road, a big ghost had already arrived and was waiting for him.

It looked like a hanged ghost, wearing simple clothes, with disheveled hair and a long tongue.

Lin Feng's appearance seemed to trigger its killing pattern, and old belts fell from the surrounding trees and swept towards Lin Feng.

But the next moment, these belts broke one after another, and there were faint traces of being bitten at the broken places.

Greedy ghosts with green skin and black ink on their bodies quietly appeared beside Lin Feng.

As Lin Feng waved his hand, these greedy ghosts spit out a word "die!" at the greedy ghost in the middle.

As soon as the word "death" came out, the terrible weird power of the greedy ghost instantly spread to the hanged ghost.

Then the ghost fell into silence on the spot and turned into a corpse that looked like it had been dead for several days.