Starting from the Zhang family of the stolen pen to start the disco therapy

After a rest, Zhang Qiyuan and Tom had a disagreement about the arrangements for Bald Xiaoliang.

Tom thinks Xiao Liang can stay in his void and study the Black Book of the Dead with him to explore the mystery of death.

Zhang Qiyuan disagreed: "This is my spoils! You also ate some of my spoils!" Although it was just a little bit of residue, it was enough for Tom to be reborn and have a brand new, strong body.

Tom was silent for a moment and asked a key question: "So, Chairman, how do you take Xiaoliang out?"

Xiaoliang is bound by this desert and this dead city, and his soul will never be freed.

Zhang Qiyuan turned around, put his hands on his hips and looked at the pyramid: "Xiaoliang, I will move your grave. I will use the ancient Egyptian moving ceremony or the Zhang family moving ceremony. You can choose."

Bald Xiaoliang shook his head: "I will always belong here, Chairman, this is an inescapable curse."

If he really breaks away, he will probably disappear.

Zhang Qiyuan curled his lips, feeling a little unhappy, but he felt like he was losing out if he didn't make some money.

"Then I won't move the grave for now. But I will expropriate this land first." Zhang Qiyuan waved his hand. This city of death now belongs to the Zhang family. From now on, this will be the base for the Little Zhangs.

Once the pattern is opened, things will become easier.

Zhang Qiyuan ordered Tom: "Go and bring back Xiaoliang's original skeleton."

Tom now had no intention of opposing the chairman. He nodded obediently, his slightly curly black hair shaking a little: "Amshe, I have never been there. Let Xiaoliang lead the way."

Xiaoliang had no objection to leading the way, but there was one more important thing: "Chairman, my resurrection requires a ceremony and sacrifice."

The Black Book of the Dead has now been lost by Tom.

As for the sacrifice, Xiaoliang always felt that Zhang Qiyuan would not let him suck human blood.

Tom can solve the ritual: "The Void's undead black content is still there."

"Sacrifice?" Zhang Qiyuan asked suspiciously, "The sacrifice is for Anubis, in exchange for your soul?"

Bald Xiaoliang understood the meaning of the words. Now that Anubis was gone, there was no need for sacrifices.

And when Anubis released his soul to fight, his soul was no longer under his control.

"But I still have to suck blood to replenish my flesh and blood, Chairman, otherwise it won't look good." Bald Xiaoliang said humbly. There was no other way, as the chairman was obviously a face-obsessed person.

Didn’t you see what happened to the monks under him?

It’s all because he’s too ugly!

But he was afraid of arousing Zhang Qiyuan's disgust.

But unexpectedly, Zhang Qiyuan said casually: "Oh, drinking blood, isn't this the same as being a vampire? This is easy, but I don't know if there is any difference in taste between the two of you."

Vegetarian vampires and vegetarian mummies.

Simply perfect.

"But if we use flesh and blood, does it have to be human blood?" Zhang Qiyuan asked, "How about animal blood? Will the effect be compromised?"

Bald Xiaoliang didn't know the answer to this question either. He touched his bald head and said, "Before, they drank human blood, and also wanted internal organs and fresh flesh and blood. The souls of these sacrifices were given to Anubis."

Tom didn't think this was a problem: "There are many dark wizards sentenced to death in the magic world. They are all extremely evil. It's not difficult to find a few to serve as sacrifices."

Zhang Qiyuan understood now. The body of the sacrifice was used to resurrect the mummy, and the soul was sacrificed to Anubis. As for the human-like mummy, it might need blood replenishment to maintain energy?

"Eh? That's not right. After you are resurrected, you still want to drink blood?"

Resurrected as a vampire mummy?

Bald Xiaoliang explained: "After the Black Scripture of the Dead resurrects, it is no longer an ordinary person. Moreover, I have used the Black Scripture of the Dead to resurrect twice. After the third resurrection, I need to take blood to maintain my body's activity."

Zhang Qiyuan kicked Axue and asked Axue to take out the Sun Sutra which was under her buttocks: "Where is the Sun Sutra? Can't he be resurrected?"

"You can, but you won't have magic and dark powers." Bald Xiaoliang looked at the scratched Sun Scripture and held back his heartache. This was a great book.

Zhang Qiyuan threw the Sun Sutra into the Branded Void. Tom looked at the Brand that opened its mouth on its own initiative, and a deep feeling of powerlessness swept over his body.

Too unrestrained!!

Not elegant at all!!

But, it’s delicious!

Tom clearly felt that the Black Scripture of the Undead and the True Scripture of the Sun automatically merged into one. The black stone became much larger and had a golden base.

"So, what does Xiaoliang look like now that he is resurrected?" Zhang Qiyuan was curious. What would the effect of using the complete version of the resurrection manual be like?

Hearing Zhang Qiyuan's excited tone, Bald Xiaoliang trembled, and Tom was also a little nervous.

"How about doing an experiment with a hanging mummy first?" Tom suggested.

Zhang Qiyuan couldn't wait to say, "Let's start now."

Tom didn't hesitate: "I'll go to Azkaban and get some death row prisoners."

"I haven't been to Azkaban yet." Zhang Qiyuan also wanted to go.

So, the two of them hit it off immediately, changed their positions, and set off immediately.

Bald Xiaoliang: Tell this good news to my brothers!

Azkaban stands alone on a small island in the North Sea, guarded by wandering Dementors who feed on beautiful emotions.

The prisoners imprisoned here live a life worse than death and are tortured by despair every day.

Everyone who comes out from here is probably a lunatic.

Casting various spells such as the Invisibility Charm and the Confusion Charm, they swaggered in without alerting the Dementors.

"This prison is a bit like a wizard's tower." Zhang Qiyuan followed Tom into the prison. He touched the wall and the magic circuits engraved on it were not very clear.

It seems like it has been abandoned for a long time and has never been used.

No wonder it is used as a prison, it can be considered as recycling of waste.

Tom observed Zhang Qiyuan's expression and realized that Azkaban was probably very special. He asked, "Does the chairman know the origin of this castle?"

Zhang Qiyuan said casually: "It's probably a residence left behind by an unknown wizard. The magic circuit is relatively simple, so he shouldn't be a high-level wizard."

Very basic functions, just to meet daily needs.

Tom suddenly felt a little ironic. Those great wizards could not see the value of this building and thought it was evil, so they used it as a prison.

The chairman did not look down upon the low value, so he thought it was a good arrangement to make full use of it.

"Chairman, why do wizards build wizard towers?"

Zhang Qiyuan stopped and looked at Tom strangely: "Hogwarts is a huge wizard tower. Wizards can use it for whatever they want."

Tom suddenly said, "Can I build a wizard tower myself?"

Zhang Qiyuan hesitated for a moment and said, "It's possible, but it will take a lot of effort, and many materials are hard to find."

After saying that, Zhang Qiyuan looked at Tom and saw that he really wanted a wizard tower, so Zhang Qiyuan gave him an idea: "You can find a wizard tower and then make it yourself. This is more convenient. For example, Hogwarts is a good choice."

Tom stood in front of the death row cell and said helplessly: "Chairman, my father will not give me Hogwarts."

Well, Tom's father is Dumbledore, the current headmaster of Hogwarts.

It is understandable that Tom cannot beat his father.

"This prison is okay." Zhang Qiyuan looked at the prisoners curled up on the floor after the cell was opened and sighed, "They are not in a good mental state."

"Little brat!" One of the guys who was still in good spirits shouted at Tom.

Tom cast the Cruciatus Curse without thinking, but he didn't expect that even without using a wand, the Cruciatus Curse could kill the other person instantly.

Zhang Qiyuan looked at the dead prisoner and said, "I don't know if this dead sacrifice can still be used. Please be gentle."

Tom was a little self-doubting, and to be honest, he just wanted to torture this guy who spoke so wildly.

It's just that his magic power is growing too fast now. He is a little uncomfortable for a while and can't judge the strength.

"Collapsed."

All the death row prisoners fainted.

Zhang Qiyuan felt that since they were all going to die anyway, it was no big deal to store them in the system space. It would only make the living creatures go crazy, and this minor problem would not affect the sacrifice.

After the two of them cleared all the death row cells, Zhang Qiyuan counted the number of Xiaoliang's men and felt that it was not enough.

"Are these the only death row prisoners?"

Tom looked around the cell and tightened his robes around him. He felt a chill when he had Apparated just now.

But it wasn't like Azkaban had the right kind of clothing.

"Chairman, a robe is a bit too revealing."

Zhang Qiyuan was still worried about the lack of death row inmates. Hearing this, he looked up and looked at Tom in surprise: "Don't you like black robes the most? And Xiaoliang is also wearing a robe."