Quick Wear: Inferiority is the best dowry for men

He Sheng’s words were not pleasant to hear, but they were the truth.

"I will go with you." Qingfeng said, "I know a little Kung Fu and can protect myself. I can follow you and act as bait."

"No, you don't go either." He Sheng refused mercilessly.

"...Okay." Qingfeng withdrew his gaze with regret. Yes, his worry was unnecessary. If he really followed her, he would only become a burden to her.

The prefect arranged for someone to settle them, and then handed He Sheng a face towel, "Precautions are better than nothing, but an extra layer of protection always gives you peace of mind."

He Sheng accepted his kindness and covered his mouth and nose, "Take me there. Just drop me off nearby, you don't need to follow me in."

"This……"

"Don't worry, I will definitely come out safely."

The prefect guided her, "When the disease first broke out, I divided the city into two areas, one with symptoms and one without symptoms, and sent soldiers to guard them."

"In the past half month... all those with symptoms have turned into zombies, and many officers and soldiers have died. Now we can only build a high wall to barely isolate the zombies."

"This is it."

The wall in front of me was five meters high. When I listened carefully, I could hear the sound of nails scratching the wall, accompanied by roars.

"Are those zombies behind the wall?"

The prefect nodded, "Yes, sir, if you want to go in, I can bring you a ladder."

He Sheng waved his hand, "No, I have a way to get in, you go ahead."

The prefect was still a little hesitant, and He Sheng waved his hand impatiently, "Go away, you are delaying my performance here."

"Well then... please be careful, sir." The prefect slowly stepped back.

There was no one around, so He Sheng took two steps back to estimate the landing point, then jumped onto the high wall with a light tap of his toes. Standing on the wall and looking down, he saw that the wall was indeed full of strange-looking zombies. As if they smelled the scent of humans, they scratched the wall even louder.

He Sheng concealed her figure and breath, and the restless zombies calmed down. She chose a place with few zombies and jumped down.

Walking in here, the spiritual energy became even more polluted. He Sheng didn't even want to breathe. It felt like the air was full of unclean things.

I kept walking back and caught a lone zombie. I remembered what the prefect said: I am immune to water and fire? What about the spiritual fire?

The fire talisman was stuck on the unlucky zombie, and the flames devoured its tattered clothes and began to burn its skin, emitting a foul smell. A hoarse wail came from its throat, attracting the other zombies to look back. Seeing no trace of human, the zombies turned back and continued to scratch the wall.

The fire grew bigger and bigger until it turned into a handful of ashes.

That is, ordinary fire is useless to them. There are so many zombies here, He Sheng can burn most of them with a fire, but where is the source? Why did this group of honest farmers become like this?

He grabbed another zombie and stuffed a detoxification pill into its mouth. He watched the zombie swallow it, and then nothing happened. It wasn't poison.

He used his spiritual power to investigate his body and immediately found the problem. All the internal organs and flesh were gone. In other words, these zombies were just moving skins, and their souls and spirits were all gone. No wonder the detoxification pills had no effect.

If this is the case, then it can only be that someone has stolen their souls and flesh.

He Sheng casually put down a fire, stood there and began to think, what can human soul and flesh and blood do?

Improve your cultivation? Is it possible? Or... revive someone?

It couldn't be something serious after all. It was either a demonic practice or a forbidden technique. However, He Sheng didn't know enough about forbidden techniques to tell what it was.

The flames shot up into the sky and illuminated the sky red. He Sheng was always careful not to let the flames escape.

All he could hear were hoarse wailing sounds. He Sheng covered his ears. It was so loud and unpleasant.

Everything was burned to ashes, and along with the zombies died the vitality of the land.

The runes buried underground were also revealed, and He Sheng squatted down to observe the remaining traces on the ground.

This rune...

She doesn't understand forbidden techniques, but she understands runes. The runes on the ground, when put together, are clearly a rune that can take away people's souls!

No wonder they all lost their souls.

He Sheng gathered spiritual power at her fingertips and transformed it into a spiritual butterfly, which could help her find the person who drew the talisman.

She didn't quite believe that the person who drew the talisman was the mastermind behind the incident, but even if he was a small fry, it would be a clue, and if she could find him, it would be a starting point.

Following the traces left by the Psylocke, He Sheng walked all the way inside, and finally the Psylocke stopped on a piece of ground.

The basement again?

He Sheng brushed away the loose soil on the ground, and an entrance appeared in front of her.

It really is a basement.

It's dark and quiet.

This was He Sheng’s first feeling after he went down. The only sound in his ears was the sound of dripping water, indicating its dampness.

"Sir, we have almost collected all the souls you requested. What should we do next?"

"Not enough, not enough, far from enough! Who told you that this little bit of soul is enough?"

"Please calm down, sir! I just said something out of turn."

Then there was a muffled sound of kowtows.

"waste!"

Then there was the sound of something falling to the ground. Combined with his previous words, He Sheng suspected that it might be another person's body part.

She carefully leaned her head out to look at the scene below.

It turned out that it was not a limb but a head. What fell to the ground was his head that died with his eyes open.

He Sheng's heart beat faster and she held her breath. Even though she knew that her body and breathing were hidden, she couldn't help but do it. Her heart beat especially fast.

There is nervousness, fear, and also... excitement.

Could she beat him? Was she strong enough to fight?

Was she so lucky that she found the nest directly?

He Sheng saw the man looking at her. He was wearing a black robe that covered his entire body tightly. Not to mention his face, even whether he was fat or thin could not be seen.

He Sheng seemed to be looking into his eyes, and the direction he looked up made He Sheng mistakenly think that he had been discovered.

But he quickly lowered his head and said, "Maybe I heard it wrong."

He Sheng tightly grasped the scabbard at her waist, ready to draw the sword at any time. She hoped that he would come over on his own initiative so that she could attack him by surprise.

But he was too alert and had no intention of leaving the basement.

He Sheng had no choice but to take the initiative to approach.

Everything happened in a flash. With a "clang", the sword was unsheathed and collided with his black robe, creating sparks. It turned out that the black robe was a high-level magical weapon!

She was reckless.

Although her sneak attack failed, she still lost the initiative. The man in black robe quickly turned around and threw out a few talismans, and at the same time used them to ignite them in the air in advance.

The dazzling talismans disturbed He Sheng's vision, but she was only secretly delighted, because he turned out to be a talisman cultivator.

He dodged all the talismans and took advantage of the smoke after the explosion to get to his side without anyone noticing.

Compared with other cultivators, the self-preservation ability of the talisman cultivators in this world is too dependent on the talismans. If the talismans have no effect, they are nothing.