Zombie Daoist in Marvel

I! ——It’s a zombie Taoist priest!It is a profession passed down from thousands of years ago. Fortunately, I was born in the new century and am in good health. There are few zombies, so I can naturally live to be a hundred years old. Unfortunately, if there are no zombies, then I will have no job. Without a job, I would have to go hungry!

After all, I'm not a zombie who doesn't eat or drink...

Although he has not achieved much success in modern times, with his relatively good skills and his job as a zombie priest, his monthly income reaches more than [-], which is enough to live in a big city.

Han Qi felt very desperate after seeing the playboy news about Tony Stark from Stark Industries next to him.

Fortunately, the magic power in his body was still there, so Han Qi was not helpless.

This magic power is the "Zombie Suppression Technique" passed down from generation to generation by the zombie Taoist Priest, and it was also left to him by his grandfather, because the profession of the zombie Taoist priest inevitably often deals with zombies. If his skills are not good, how can he control the ferocious zombies? Where are the zombies?

Therefore, in ancient times, anyone who bore the title of Zombie Taoist Master was a sensational martial arts master. It was only in modern times that he slowly began to decline.

There is no realm in the "Corpse Suppressing Mind Technique". I only know that I can practice to the point of breaking the void. I just need to keep practicing. The magic power I cultivate can turn decay into magic.

Of course, as a zombie priest, the most important thing is to have your own zombies.

Han Qi was lucky enough to catch up with a gang fight as soon as he arrived, and Han Qi stole the bodies of several mature men.

These corpses are all specially selected and are good materials for turning into zombies. The method of death also matches the necessary factors for becoming a zombie!

"I hope I can make a zombie, otherwise I won't be able to survive in this dangerous world..."

Han Qi sighed. As a physical person who traveled through time, he didn't need to worry about practicing the "Zombie Suppression Mind Technique" from scratch, but he did need to worry about zombies.

It had been a few days since he traveled across time. He subdued a gangster with his force and now lived in that gangster's house. These corpses would naturally frighten the gangster, but he was knocked unconscious by Han Qi.

At this time, several corpses were stripped naked and placed in the living room. Han Qi closed his eyes and muttered words. He would wave his arms a few times and growl in his throat. Then he suddenly opened his eyes and raised his palms. One bite, all five fingers were bitten and blood flowed.

Drops of blood flowed down his hand. After about thirty drops, Han Qi took back his palm.

Then he stretched out his other unfinished palm and bit it again. Blood beads appeared on all five fingers. Success or failure depended on this move.

I saw him pressing five fingers on a corpse, and slowly began to draw a shape. Each drag would bring out five blood stains. After a long time, when Han Qi already felt dizzy, the five He had just finished drawing all the corpses. He looked at his fingers distressedly, and then looked nervously at the strange blood picture. The blood lines intersected and blended together. It looked a bit like a child messing around. It's graffiti, but it's more like a ghost drawing!

Suddenly, a bright red light flashed, and the blood picture disappeared into the corpse as usual.

Han Qi breathed a sigh of relief. Under the operation of his magic power, all the broken fingers were healed.

Then Han Qi directly dragged the five corpses into the basement so that they could be enveloped in earth energy and yin energy to the greatest extent.

We can't find a place to hide the corpse for the time being, so that's all we can do.

All the lost blood was replenished in this short period of time. The method of suppressing corpses is indeed a method unique to the zombie Taoist lineage that has been passed down for thousands of years. It even takes blood replenishment into consideration.

Han Qi turned and left.

While waiting anxiously, seven days passed. I carefully opened the basement door and turned on the light.

The light suddenly became bright inside. Han Qi took a closer look and saw that the corpse on top had begun to rot. Han Qi was not surprised but was happy because if it had not rotted and turned into a zombie, then the zombie could only remain a walking corpse at best. It's the kind of thing that is difficult to cut with a knife and will rot with a hammer.

If it turns into a zombie after decay, it is very likely to evolve into an armored corpse, and then bullets will not be able to penetrate.

Han Qi immediately jumped in, bit off his index finger, and drew the "Corpse Suppressing Talisman" on the faces of the five corpses.

He has reached the stage where he can draw talismans with blood. The power is more powerful than talisman paper, and it is also more convenient than talisman paper and does not need to be replaced frequently.

After painting the corpse suppressing charms on the faces of the five corpses, Han Qi threw them up to the first floor one by one. They landed with a dull sound. It was obvious that they had absorbed seven days of earth energy and yin energy, and they had become heavier. .

The corpses are as heavy as iron and have the conditions to transform into corpses. The next step is to let them be illuminated by the moonlight.

The moon came out soon, and the moonlight finally shone on the five corpses, and a stench immediately spread out. Judging from the signs, it was the zombies who vomited the resentment they had held in their hearts before they died when they woke up.

As long as they spit out this resentment, the only spiritual consciousness left behind after their death will disappear without a trace.

A pair of weird hands were propped on the ground. The hands were dark green, and the palms were unusually plump and wide. They looked a bit like gold and stone. Ten nails were one foot long. The same dark green nails made ten lines of five centimeters deep on the ground. Mark of.

The five corpses stood up flat against gravity, and then looked at Han Qi.

The surroundings were very quiet, and the five zombies just stood there, motionless, like statues.

Han Qi walked up to the zombies with a great sense of accomplishment. Their faces could no longer look like they were before. They looked like they were carved from the same mold. They all had square, wide faces and were bluish-white in color!

His eyes were slightly open, very scary.

Under their noses, two fangs protruded through their lips and hung on their lips. A trace of their foul smell wafted out of their mouths. Fortunately, it was not very obvious, as long as they usually covered their mouths with a rag.

"The sky is spirited, the earth is spirited, no ghosts from all directions can appear!"

This is a warning to those wandering ghosts or imps not to come over.

Han Qi took a step back with his hands behind his back. The five zombies were like puppets, holding their hands flat and jumping forward.

"Golden Armor, Luoshui River, you are waiting to cross to the Mausoleum of Emperor Qin!"

Like soldiers, the zombies jumped forward neatly, reaching almost two meters.

Han Qi was very satisfied with their dancing. They were all very energetic, much better than the modern zombies. Then Han Qi used his mind to guide the actions of these zombies.

He doesn't need to ring bells or draw talismans with blood. These zombies are like one with the zombie priests, and he can control their actions with his thoughts.