My 30 years of touching corpses in Yizhuang

Lin Xiang strolled up to the bandit leader with his sword in hand. Seeing his ferocious appearance, he never expected that he would be so cowardly.

The bandit leader saw that Lin Xiangli had reached the killing distance.

My special attack must be within two steps, of course three steps are also acceptable, but facing such a master, it must be two steps, so that I can be [-]% sure that one hit will kill.

He snorted proudly, "Hmph!"

Just as he was about to strike, Lin Xiang's sword sliced ​​off his neck.

Heads rolled and rolled on the steps.

Under the gaze of the staring eyes, he dared to make small moves.

Lin Xiang stabbed the corpse twice before stopping.

After finishing off the bandits in the government office, the smoke cleared, and Lin Xiang was still in the sky at this moment, looking down at the room with the lights on.

The bandits in the yard kept their original postures, eating meat, drinking or talking.

The only difference is that at the moment they are all dead.

The moment Lin Xiang landed in the yard, the door of the room lit by candlelight suddenly opened.

Master Wuxin sat at the table in the room drinking tea.

"It's been a long time, corpse toucher. I didn't go to Pingyang Mansion to look for you, but I didn't expect you to come to Jiankang Mansion to look for me. Are you so eager to die?"

"It's been a long time. I didn't expect you to grow up and talk big."

Master Wuxin was dissatisfied with Lin Xiang's cynicism and sarcasm, so he shouted coldly to the bandits in the yard:

"What are you waiting for? Some guests have arrived, but you haven't greeted them yet."

His words disappeared without a trace in the wind like farting.

But he soon understood that the bandits in front of him were all dead.

Staring at Lin Xiang in the yard.

Undoubtedly, the most despised method of touching corpses is becoming more and more mysterious.

The bandits were all wiped out by means.

Not even the wounds showed up on the corpses, and what's even more strange is that they didn't become living corpses after death.

How is it done?

Master Wuxin couldn't sit still. The moment he stood up in the room, Lin Xiang realized that something was wrong with him, his joints were stiff, and his gait was awkward.

Walking to the door, staring at Lin Xiang, asked:

"Where's that female zombie?"

"in the city."

"You'll regret it if you don't bring it."

Lin Xiang touched the sword body:

"Obviously not."

Master Wuxin suddenly tore the Taoist robe with both hands, and there were four human heads hanging on his chest.

After Lin Xiang saw it, he took a deep breath. He didn't expect Master Wuxin to be a master of handicrafts, and he transformed his body into this look.

Before, because the Taoist robe was too wide, I didn't even notice it.

"For you, a mere corpse picker, I have worked so hard!"

The four heads hanging on Master Wuxin's chest stared at Lin Xiang in unison.

"Something is wrong, it's not your body, it's the spirit body."

Master Wuxin only realized it at this moment.

Lin Xiang raised the corner of his mouth:

"You do have some knowledge."

"How is it possible? The spiritual body can only be transformed into a physical body by the city gods who practice the divine way, but you have restrictions after practicing the divine way. How can you leave Pingyang mansion? What kind of monster is it? If you recruit it truthfully, maybe I will be happy. It can also make you go faster."

Chapter 82

Lin Xiang got some useful clues from Master Wuxin, but it's a pity that they are enemies, otherwise he could ask more.

"Hahaha! Die!"

Master Wuxin changed his previous long-range attack and chose to fight in close quarters instead.

It's fast.

In the blink of an eye, he came to Lin Xiang.

After approaching, Lin Xiang smelled a strong corpse.

It turned out that Master Wuxin turned himself into a living corpse in order to deal with Lin Xiang.

What a weird way.

Taking a step back, the "Ruyi Subduing Demon Pestle" pierced through the air, stabbing Master Wuxin's head in an instant.

The usually sharp "Ruyi Subduing Demon Pestle" actually stopped on the forehead of Master Wuxin.

Died.

"Ruyi Subduing the Demon Pestle" was immediately taken back into the sleeve by Lin Xiang with thoughts

"The last time this piece of shit hurt me? It's ridiculous."

Lin Xiang stared at the wound on Wu Xin's forehead, and smiled disdainfully, thinking that it was really invulnerable, but it turned out that his skin was thicker.

Holding the sword in his hand, Lin Xiang swung it vigorously, and in an instant, there was no life in the huge area.

Master Wuxin raised his head, feeling the dead silence in this area, and laughed heartily.

"It's so comfortable!"

Lin Xiang sneered: