Can Shizun attack once?

Ying Wuchou had made up his mind, no matter what Cen Shuangluo said, he would not change his mind.

His face was full of determination, and Cen Shuangluo admired and puzzled at the same time with his persistent expression.

Such a kind person, how could he have a scumbag apprentice like Ning Chengying.

It was sunset when the two arrived at the village, and the miasma in the village did not decrease at all, but increased a lot. Cen Shuangluo felt that the zhenqi barrier on his body was gradually being corroded.

Under the miasma, the setting sun looks like a blood-colored disc, sinking down and down, giving people an extremely ominous feeling.

It was dinner time, but there was no cooking smoke in the village, only a few middle-aged men with pale faces like dead people sat drinking tea under the poison ivy shelf by the side of the village.

Cen Shuangluo had only practiced for a short time, and had encountered many dangers, but had never seen such a strange village. Her palms were slightly sweating, and she couldn't help leaning towards Ying Wushou.

Ying Wuchou was attracted by the sight of the village.

He remembered that the young Ning Chengying lived in such a village. There was no war at that time, and the villagers had their own farmland, but their lives were not good.

Because a strange disease appeared in the village at that time, many old people died of the disease, and the middle-aged men also fell ill one after another, and many people died in a short period of time.

Ning Chengying's grandfather passed away in this way, and his father also contracted the disease.

People in the village believed in witch doctors, and went to them one after another for medicine.

The witch doctor also had some skills, he really cured a few people, but more people died.

Ning Chengying's father's medication didn't work, and he became even more ill.But the young and intelligent Ning Chengying found another way, absorbing corpse energy to cultivate, and really "lived" his grandfather.

It's just that his skill was low at that time, and grandpa couldn't show up during the day, so he could only crawl out of the grave every night to help Ning Chengying dig more graves to practice.

Otherwise, with the physical strength of ten-year-old Ning Chengying, how could he have dug up so many graves overnight to practice, and even dug into other villages.

He felt that since the witch doctor couldn't cure his father's illness, it would be better to let his father accompany him like a grandfather, and it would be best for the whole family and the whole village to accompany him.

Fortunately, Ying Wuchou arrived in time and took Ning Chengying as his apprentice, lest this brat do bad things with good intentions and harm his family.

After Ning Chengying followed Ying Wuchou, she did receive orthodox teachings, but after 20 years, when she returned home to visit her family, her parents were already old, and her younger siblings were also old.

Ning Chengying deeply felt the ruthlessness of time, and once again thought of turning his family into living corpses.

He was crooked in his bones, and it was impossible for him to let go of this idea.

Ying Wuchou had no choice but to tell Ning Chengying that living corpses cannot see light and can only walk in the dark.No matter how powerful the technique of controlling corpses is, there is no way to stop the continuous decay of living corpses.

Even if he turns people into zombies, low-level zombies are monsters that can only suck human blood. They are irrational, and they won't make him feel the warmth of his family.

And the zombies practiced for thousands of years to become a drought demon, and when the drought demon was born, there was a severe drought for three years within a thousand miles.Such evildoers will definitely attract powerful people from the cultivation world to slay demons and eliminate demons. At that time, their souls will be scattered, and they will not even be able to seek an afterlife.

Ying Wuchou explained Ning Chengying in such detail, just to use examples to prove that this is a dead end and it won't work.Let him understand the truth of life and death, don't force it.

At that time, Ning Chengying seemed to have listened to it, and no longer secretly searched the ancient tombs in various places, but devoted himself to cultivating the mental method that Ying Wuchou taught him, and soon reached the golden core stage.

Ying Wuchou could tell at a glance that the strong men lying at the entrance of the village were living corpses, but she also felt that these people were different from ordinary living corpses.

There was no rancid smell on them, and their bodies were well preserved.Their movements are not as stiff as zombies. Look at those strong men playing chess and drinking tea, their joints are flexible and their limbs are soft.

If it weren't for his lifeless complexion, he would really be no different from a living person.

Could it be that Ning Chengying really figured out a way to make living corpses live like normal people during all these years of sleeping?

"Master, there is something wrong with this village." Cen Shuangluo reminded Ying Wuchou to find something abnormal in the villagers.

"I know." Ying Wushou said in a deep voice.

He was wrong.

Before he died, he gave a few orders to his disciples, asking them to swear with their lives that they would never do anything against the laws of heaven.

Unexpectedly, after sleeping for 50 years, the apprentices are about to rewrite the law of heaven.

If he had known that before going to sleep, he would send the apprentices away first, so that he would not have to worry about waiting for death.

"I don't know whether these living corpses were picked up after death, or were refined into corpses while alive." Cen Shuangluo said.

His expression was hardly concealed, and Ying Wuchou could see his purpose at a glance.

From Cen Shuangluo's words, it can be deduced that Ning Chengying definitely didn't get a bunch of corpses, but turned living people into corpses. What he did was indeed unreasonable.

But what exactly is Cen Shuangluo doing?

Pretend to be Ning Chengying, pay for the wine, buy clothes for him, obey his orders all the way, obediently help people chop firewood and carry water, and coax him here, is it just to make a small report on Ning Chengying?

He also thought that Cen Shuangluo led him to this place where the miasma was everywhere in the barren mountains, to use the miasma to weaken his strength, and take advantage of his weakness to do some unruly things to him.

Ying Wuchou was still thinking about what method he should use to fight back when Cen Shuang made his attack.

So Cen Shuangluo went to great lengths to let him personally teach the apprentice who wanted to take care of him?

Ying Wuchou has seen a lot of cunning in the world, but this is the first time she has seen such a pure and innocent boy.

This child is so innocent that Ying Wuchou can't bear to pretend to be blind to lie to him.

What he had imagined didn’t happen, Ying Wushou couldn’t hide his disappointment, and said indifferently: “Chengying, among the masters, you know the art of controlling corpses the best, so I’ll let you investigate and tell the master.”

"Yes." Cen Shuangluo took the order.

He asked Ying Wuchou to hide behind a tree first, then jumped up to the entrance of the village, and let the strong and living corpses see his face.

According to Cen Shuangluo's plan, these living corpses must be controlled by Ning Chengying, and Ning Chengying should be able to see what they saw and heard.

Suddenly seeing a person exactly like himself, Ning Chengying must have been greatly surprised, sent living corpses to surround him, and personally dealt with him.

At this time, Cen Shuangluo transformed into Ying Wuchou and fought Ning Chengying for a while, then pretended to be invincible, and led Ning Chengying to Ying Wuchou, and at the same time called for help from Ying Wuchou, leading them Master and apprentice kill each other.

Even if Ying Wuchou is not in good health, a skinny camel is bigger than a horse.He is already a half-step immortal with a loose immortal cultivation base, and it is not easy to deal with a cultivator who is less than the Nascent Soul stage.

Moreover, Cen Shuangluo would also help secretly, two-on-one, he was sure that Ning Chengying would die under Ying Wuchou's hands.

Ying Wushou's blindness really saved him a lot of trouble, otherwise...

Otherwise, it would be impossible for him to destroy Ying Wuchou's vision, at most he would use some means to convince Ying Wuchou that he was the real apprentice.

When Cen Shuangluo came to the living corpses, he didn't speak, but stared at the living corpses with a serious face, waiting for Ning Chengying to find out.

The burly man lying on the recliner glanced at Cen Shuangluo, sat up straight vividly, and patted the burly men around him: "Brothers, here comes another one."

Several burly men who were gambling with wooden dice turned their heads, stood up slowly, squeezed their fists, and said to Cen Shuangluo, "You're still a boy, why did you come here?"

"Huh?" Cen Shuangluo looked at these people, and felt that the development of the matter seemed to be different from what he had imagined.

"Hmm, um, what are you pretending to be stupid for?" said the lying brawny living corpse, "If you can come to this place, you must have some crimes on your back. I think you look fair and clean, and you don't look like you dare to kill someone. .Did you use your face to trick a few young ladies into looking for death for you, so you were brought here to suffer?"

These people are so flexible, they obviously have the faces of dead bodies, but their movements and demeanor are no different from those of living people.

Cen Shuangluo had never seen such a vivid living corpse, and he didn't see Ning Chengying, so he didn't know what to do next.

Why can't the corpse puppet that Ning Chengying refines recognize her own face?

"Why, I'm sorry to say what I did?" the strong man said, rolling up his sleeves.

He has a fleshy face, full of fierceness, and he doesn't look like a good person at first glance.

Not far away, Ying Wuchou, who was watching secretly, saw Cen Shuangluo's look of helplessness, and guessed that something might have gone wrong, so she took the initiative to show up, cast Yufeng Jue, and came lightly to Cen Shuangluo's side.

"Brother, I and my apprentice are wandering doctors. Every time we go to a place, we will go to the nearby mountains to collect medicine. Our master and apprentice pass by here. For some reason, the more we walk, the more uncomfortable we feel. At this moment, I just feel dizzy, chest tightness and shortness of breath. I happened to meet you, so I wonder if we can go to the village to rest for a while? When we feel more comfortable, we will leave here without disturbing you for too long."

"Master!" Cen Shuangluo didn't expect Ying Wuchou to follow, and stopped in front of him, helping him to block the sight of several strong men.

"It's okay." Ying Wushou patted his arm, and secretly comforted him, "Although I'm already at the end of my strength as a teacher, there are still some ways to save my life, and nothing will happen."

Ying Wushou's face was too deceptive, at first glance he was a kind-hearted and kind-hearted man, the strong and living corpses gathered together to discuss in a low voice: "He is blind, he looks like a very kind man."

"Is it really a living person?"

"Can the living come to our land without being poisoned to death?"

"Didn't you hear him say that he is a doctor? The doctor has some anti-virus methods."

"Shut them away?"

"No, keep them. The masked man took the third brother away seven days ago. Every time he takes a person away, he has to disappear for more than ten days. Counting the days, we still have a few days of free time. It's rare to see Two living people still look so white and clean, for me, when I see a clean and well-behaved person, my hands itch."

"It makes sense, we're all dead anyway, hehehe."

The brawny men stood up, tried their best to squeeze ferocious yet polite smiles, and said to the two of them, "Welcome, welcome, we are here, we lack everything, but there is no shortage of vacant rooms, come in to have a rest and drink water, we'd better guest."

Cen Shuangluo: "..."

Looking at these strong men with malicious intentions and "killing and stealing goods" written all over their faces, he suddenly felt that it was not a heinous thing for Ning Chengying to refine such people into living corpses.

The author has something to say:

Cen Shuangluo: Why don't you always dress properly?

Ying Wuchou: I sleep in my own room, at least for decades, why can't I wear my pajamas, take off my shoes, and lie down comfortably?I was wearing pajamas anyway.

Cen Shuangluo: ...I can't refute it.