The male protagonist, he doesn’t follow the script [Quick Transmigration]

"Half of this ancient shelf is used as a screen." Xia Yi commented, "The back...is really unbelievable."

There is another room separated from the back of the Bogu shelf, which can be described by the words "golden and magnificent".

Although the style of the outside room is neither fish nor fowl, it can barely be called "elegant". Here, as soon as you enter, your eyes will be blinded by the golden color.

Gold chairs, gold-rimmed tables, and golden tapestries hung on the walls.On the table stands a golden Pixiu, and opposite is a jade sculpture, but it is not a common Guanyin or Buddha statue, it seems to be a specially customized form.

Generally speaking, the whole space exudes the aura of a rich nouveau riche, which makes people take a step back.

Xia Yi covered his face with a sad expression, and floated behind Tan Jiuzhang: "I can't stand this room anymore, come here."

Tan Jiuzhang didn't shirk, and turned around at will, judging the direction here.

In terms of this house alone, it can be said to be a typical dry house, which is located in the northwest and faces the southeast... The Qian hexagram corresponds to Luoshu, which is six, and the sixth of the nine stars is six platinum stars.

"Gold again?" It's hard not to think of the layout of the White Tiger Mountain in the secret realm.

Tan Jiuzhang walked around the room, his eyes slowly falling on the nondescript jade statue on the table.

"Dry house, six white gold stars enter the middle palace. 'Same with me' is called prosperity. The dry house belongs to gold, then the seven red gold stars fly into the dry palace, gold sees gold, helps the middle palace, and the Lord is rich and prosperous."

And in this room, there is the half-meter-high jade statue, which seems to be the only exception in the entire splendor that almost hurts the eyes.

Tan Jiuzhang looked it up and down, stretched out his hand decisively to hold the jade carving and turned it around——

"Ka Ka Ka Ka".

There was a series of sounds of machine turning, and the carpet embroidered with gold silk on the wall was slowly rolled up, revealing a door with an LCD screen next to it.

"Fingerprint and pupil authentication." Xia Yipiao glanced over and asked, "Are you here?"

The first time is raw and the second time is familiar, although this time the safety device is connected to the alarm, but Tan Jiuzhang simply pierced through with a thunderbolt. The strong current instantly burned out the electronic components, and there was a smell of burnt metal in the air.

Tan Jiuzhang reached out to push the door, but Xia Yi quickly grabbed his arm.

"Something's wrong."

The ghost king thought for a while, released his spiritual sense, and soon found a small flying insect outside the window.

His yin energy turned into tentacles, dragged the flying insects in, and threw them directly towards the door in front of him.

The unfortunate little bug turned into fly ash without a sound.

There is no golden light/black air/explosion/thunder.

very quiet.

But even more frightening.

"This is?"

"Array." Xia Yi squinted his eyes, "Very well, this Boss Jin is starting to make me feel challenged—well, Boss Jin? Do you think he has any special preference for 'Gold'? All Everything cannot escape the word 'gold'."

He muttered in his mouth, and kept moving his hands. After materializing himself, he took out the cinnabar contained in the folding space. The cinnabar is powder, but there is no time to mix it into ink right now.Simply twist a pinch with your hands, and quickly sprinkle the desired marks on the ground.

The cinnabar is bright red, winding out complex and mysterious strokes on the ground.

Tan Jiuzhang watched from the sidelines, feeling a little dazed for a moment.

It was Xia Yi who finished drawing the formation and floated over to pat him on the butt: "Don't look, I learned this in another small world. It was a world of cultivating immortals. I don't know how much higher the level of spiritual power is than here." I went. It’s easy to get distracted after watching it for a long time.”

Tan Jiuzhang grabbed the "rogue" hand on his hip and raised his eyebrows: "Manager Xia?"

As soon as his aura rose, Xia Yi became a little timid.

With a dry cough, he withdrew his hand and muttered: "Do the right thing, do the right thing, don't think about what you have or what you don't have."

Tan Jiuzhang was about to laugh angrily at this upsetting skill.

However, this is not a suitable place, otherwise this ghost king would have been pressed against the wall and "cleaned up" a long time ago.

After Xia Yi's formation took shape, red light flickered slightly on the golden ground, and then fell silent.

Xia Yi released a wave of aura from his fingertips, arousing the energy of the formation, and opposing the formation on the secret door.

There was a slight "chi chi" sound in the air, like the sound of strong acid falling on metal.

Xia Yi was taken aback, and his expression became three points serious: "The formation I used is very domineering, and can almost break through all defensive formations below the same level. Considering that it comes from a higher-level world, it stands to reason that it can run rampant in this small world. But the protective array here can resist it a little... The person who set up the array is definitely the most powerful one in this world that I know!"

Tan Jiuzhang held his hand, pulled him into his arms and kissed him on the forehead: "It's okay, let's take a look first. I have a magic weapon here for the Du family to save their lives. If the situation is not right, at least it can guarantee a safe evacuation."

Xia Yi rubbed against his arms, and couldn't help laughing: "What crime did the Du family do to have an heir like you? Just take out the family heirloom so casually?"

"No magic weapon means no." Tan Jiuzhang couldn't help laughing after finishing his nonsense, "Okay, let's go and have a look first."

He reached out to push the door.

This time there was no resistance, the security system and formation were destroyed, and with a light push, the secret door opened.

As soon as you enter, the strong smell of disinfectant water makes you frown.

But the first thing Xia Yi noticed more than the smell of disinfectant was Yin Qi.

The thick and almost substantive yin qi exudes a dense coldness, which is cold to the bone.

In the ghost king's memory, after the tragic betrayal hundreds of years ago, the young Jiuli bloodline cultivator turned into a ghost in grief and anger, went to heaven and earth, and slaughtered the master who killed his entire family and the brothers and sisters who helped the evil... .

However, the grief, indignation and pain that soared to the sky that day, as well as the blood and wailing all over the sky, nourished the evil spirit that was not enough for eleven of this place.

When I first came to this small world, the ancient tomb under the abandoned construction site, even if it raised the highest level of zombies like bones, the yin there was nothing more than fireflies and the sun and the moon in front of this extremely neat place. difference.

Xia Yi tensed his substantive body, and tightly grasped Tan Jiuzhang's hand: "There is something wrong here."

"I know." Tan Jiuzhang interlocked his fingers, his eyes scanning the hidden room vigilantly.

Different from the outermost Chinese and Western collection room, and also different from the resplendent upstart style just now, behind the secret door is a corridor, with a row of long iron shelves on each side, like the kind of shelves used in laboratories to store petri dishes , each grid is evenly spaced with jars of exactly the same shape, with a label affixed underneath.

Xia Yi carefully put a protective cover on himself and Tan Jiuzhang, then approached the shelf, carefully observed the jar closest to him, and saw that the corresponding label on the lower shelf was handwritten, A1-7.

One space further to the side, the labels are A1-8.

"what is this?"

Xia Yi didn't dare to touch it directly, so he made the Yin Qi into a tentacle shape, and stretched out to try to pick up the jar to have a look.

The jar has a very smooth finish, a silver gray color and is well sealed.The tentacles shook it lightly, it was heavy, and there was a faint sound of liquid flowing inside.

Just listening like this, you can't hear what it is.

The ghost king tried to insert the tentacle of Yin Qi into the jar again, but the omnipotent Yin Qi was blocked by the jar body, unable to reach in at all.

"The jar is made of special materials." He played with the tentacles up and down the jar inexplicably, "It can block the yin energy, it is a bit heavy, and the airtightness is very good. What is this for?"

檀九章这会儿功夫已经把架子看过一遍了：“87个罐子。标签从A1到A7，还有B1、B2、B3。”

Xia Yi couldn't figure it out, and wanted to open the jar directly just around the corner.

Tan Jiuzhang held him down: "Don't be so curious. It's just the yin here...who knows what's in it?"

makes sense.

Xia Yi put the jar back on the shelf, retracted the tentacles of Yin Qi, and walked cautiously along the corridor with Tan Jiuzhang.

There are weird shelves on both sides of the long and narrow corridor, like an animal mouth with two rows of sharp teeth.

The feeling of chills on the back goes all the way up from the tailbone, and even the genitals are instinctively afraid.

While leading Xia Yi forward, Tan Jiuzhang sketched out the terrain of this hidden room and the location in the building in his mind.

This corridor is very long, judging from the direction the two of them were walking, it was the opposite direction from the direction in which they broke through the fingerprint lock for the first time.

It should be on the side of the gym on the way here.

When they walked over, they took it for granted that the large gym was on one side of the passage on the 32nd floor, and on the other side was the outside of the building.However, if Tan Jiuzhang's judgment is correct, then the corridor they are walking now is actually a hidden place sandwiched between the gym and the high sky outside.

It's just that the spacious gym "hides" such a small space with the visual effect of decoration.

So where does this corridor lead to now, and where does it correspond to the visible space outside?

bathroom?It should be on the west end of the gym, but not directly opposite.The building on the top floor is too irregular, which affects people's judgment.

With Tan Jiuzhang's effort in making pictures in his mind, one person and one ghost have already reached the end of the corridor.

Another door.

This time it opened with a push.Perhaps it was thought that this hidden space had already been well-prepared, and there were no obstacles here.

Xia Yi floated in first, then froze.

This is a room of about five square meters, the walls are painted white, there are no windows, and there are two incandescent light tubes on the ceiling, but they are turned off at this time.So the room was very dark, with only a little light from the door through which they came in.

The light shines on the most conspicuous furniture in the room——

A large bed.

The sheets were also snow white, and there was a coffin on it.

Yes, a coffin.

Xia Yi couldn't control his curiosity, so he was about to float over to look at it, but before he could move, his arm was firmly grasped by Tan Jiuzhang.

The man breathed heavily and said, "It's not right here, this room... The space where this room is located is on the west side of the gym outside. In other words, it should be "hidden" behind the master bedroom! The circuit of the room is also the same as that of the bedroom. connected—”

"Snapped."

The sound of the switch.

Immediately, the suddenly turned on lights interrupted Tan Jiuzhang's eager voice.

The miserable white light of the incandescent lamp fell down.

"Are there any guests?"

On the wall opposite to the door that Xia Yi and the others came in, a secret door slid open soundlessly.

A man walked in.

As the king of ghosts, Xia Yi obviously has no heart, but he suddenly feels nervous that his heart is beating up to his throat.

No...it shouldn't be.

When he reached this floor, he felt that there was no aura of strangers, so he directly asked Tan Jiuzhang to follow him upstairs.

How could a person appear out of nowhere?

And what the hell is, even if he is standing in front of him, Xia Yi can't feel his breathing and heartbeat!

In other words, if this person didn't show up by himself, Xia Yi still wouldn't be able to find him!

This made the ghost king feel extremely angry and frustrated.

Along with breath, there is nothing more sensitive than ghosts, and the ghost king is the leader among them.

But——he couldn't find this person?

Just send Tan Jiuzhang to your door in a daze?

Xia Yi tensed up all over, but it was Tan Jiuzhang behind him who took a step forward to block his lover, who was obviously the king of ghosts, behind him.

When he spoke, his tone was surprisingly calm: "You are Mr. Jin? A... Zombie?"

"What?!" Xia Yi couldn't help exclaiming.

He looked at the person opposite through Tan Jiuzhang's shoulder in astonishment.The other party looked about 50 to [-] years old, with a slightly fat body and a very ordinary face, but no matter how you look at it, he is an ordinary person.

Zombies?

It made sense that he couldn't detect his breath.

——But...but even a zombie like Huagu has no thinking, and even has a pale face, which is very different from ordinary people.

This is the inherent curse of zombies.

They are immortal, hover outside the six realms, have almost no natural enemies, but they don't have three souls and seven souls, so naturally they have no consciousness and thinking...

Xia Yi suddenly thought of something, and gasped suddenly.

In the whole world, zombies that don't lose their will like the walking dead are not without.

But there are only four.

They are called Zombie ancestors, and they are the zombies of fire, Hanba, the zombies of water, Yinggou, the zombies of earth, and the zombies of gold.

They have spirits first—such as Hanba, which is the remnant soul of Huangdi's daughter who was fused with Ji after death—and then they are called zombies, so they have thinking and can think.

But the descendants they cultivated seem to be cursed by the world of Yin Qi and resentment, without spirituality, even though they are powerful and unpredictable, they cannot possess wisdom.

So the "people" in front of me...

Baihu Mountain, Qianzhai, Liubaijinxing... All kinds of signs made Xia Yi faintly guess: "Are you a general?"

The Golden Zombie, one of the four ancestors of zombies, is an invulnerable general who is invulnerable to all laws and weapons.

Therefore, the metal white tiger mountain will be used to compete for vitality, and the dry house will be chosen, and the Feng Shui arrangement is all in Wang Jinming.

Xia Yi spoke with certainty, but the visitor shook his head: "No, I'm not a general. In other words, I might not be considered a real zombie."

Neither Xia Yi nor Tan Jiuzhang believed it.

Perhaps their expressions were too obvious, the man pointed to the coffin on the bed: "He is the general."

The author has something to say:

Well, it shouldn't be scary, right?

I scared myself when I made up my own brain, but writing it out... seems to be okay?