Asking About Longevity Chapter 516

Chapter 516 Little Zombie

These wooden cows and stray horses are just simple puppets.

 The structure is also very simple, and it cannot do many movements. It can only move forward, backward and turn mechanically.

It's not even as complicated as the little tiger drawn in ink, but it's enough for transporting ore.

 Because the structure is simple, only the most basic spiritual pivot array is needed.

Bai Zisheng and Bai Zixi also saw this little zombie, and they were both a little surprised.

 No more gloomy feeling, no more depressive feeling.

 “This kind of thing, in fact, happens a lot...”

His subtle thoughts were all captured in ink paintings.

“Of course, that's what I mean to say…”

“Lu Chengyun, that bastard, wouldn't let go of such a young monk. I should have stabbed him a few more times!”

 Debugging is not difficult, but more tedious.

 Debugging the formation, modifying the formation, and repairing these puppets of wooden cows and flowing horses also require the help of "people".

Since the establishment of Nanyue City, these mine builders, and their ancestors, have never entered such a safe mine.

 Situ Fang has family support behind him.

Nanyue City is an opportunity for him and an opportunity for the Situ family.

 They don't dare to start work.

 “Thank you very much, Mr. Situ!”

Elder Su sighed: "Young gentleman, you are really broad-minded..."

 Bai Zisheng is mainly angry:

But this is not a surprise.

The filthy smell is no longer serious.

“Things that are put on the bright side are all upright and high-sounding. But if they are not put on the bright side, it is completely different.”

  Qinglan is helpless. Although she can rely on herself, it is still a bit hard.

"But before that, I will be the head of Nanyue City..."

“Ashes return to dust, dust returns to dust. Now that it has become a zombie, it has a destination.”

Mo Hua told the new chief of Nanyue City about this matter.

“In other words, looking at the entire cultivation world, this kind of thing is not uncommon.”

He is not tall and has a fair face.

The ink painting controls the walking corpses, and they walk into the corpse-burning array one by one, burning the bodies, dissolving the corpse's energy, and removing the corpse's poison.

The Dao Tingsi of Nanyue City has been replaced almost from top to bottom.

Mo Hua snorted: "You won't have any share of the beef tonight!"

Moreover, there are formations everywhere, and there are even formations used to prevent monsters. It is very reassuring to see...

Afterwards, they gathered together and thanked the chief one after another.

Situ Shen's eyes were dim and he added:

These mine repairmen are a bit unbelievable.

 To deal with the corpse king and the corpse group, Mo Hua's approval is required.

 So you should pay attention to maintenance during daily use.

 Part of the corpse mine collapsed, and the Ten Thousand Corpses Formation was also destroyed.

 But they dare not not start work.

 It's not as hard as before.

"People who stand in the light often look bright and beautiful, but once they stand in the dark, they don't know what they look like..."

The wooden ox and the flowing horse were built, and the mine was also built.

 The two of them were chatting about formations and trivial matters as usual.

"Work with the Lu family to oppress, squeeze, and play with these monks..."

Mo Hua decided to use zombies instead.

Lu Chengyun did not let him go out to fight with the soldiers.

Situ Shen and Mo Hua stood on the tower and watched Jinhua Street being demolished.

He didn't expect that Mo Hua's mind could be so sharp.

It was the little zombie who was the first to have the sequence pattern changed by Mo Hua in the Ten Thousand Corpse Array, and who secretly opened the door for Mo Hua every night.

 The chief asked everyone to get up and said:

Mining repairmen in Nanyue City can also rely on their own efforts to earn spiritual stones, make a living, and live in a down-to-earth and stable manner.

 Be careful of others as well as yourself...

 So he almost takes what he wants when it comes to ink paintings.

 “But these are just small selfish desires and nothing.”

If your family background is not good, you may not even enjoy much happiness.

Bai Zixi thought for a moment and said slowly:

 “This little zombie only has corpse energy and no blood energy in his body.”

Bai Zisheng immediately surrendered and said:

　These not-so-heavy physical tasks are all performed by little zombies.

 All zombies must be incinerated.

“We hang out in brothels together, gamble thousands of dollars, use the bodies of these poor women for entertainment, and indulge in this luxury.”

Mo Hua asked doubtfully: "Senior sister, is there something wrong?"

Bai Zixi sighed slightly and looked at Bai Zisheng with a bit of disgust.

“What I hope even more is that no one will live in the world anymore, and there will no longer be a girl as miserable as Narcissus…”

 As long as they are used rationally and wear out naturally, the lifespan of these cattle and horses is still very long.

Ink painting has some sympathy and some regret.

The female nuns in the brothel are also good-natured.

 Staying inside is much more comfortable.

 Some people escape from the sea of ​​suffering and cry with their loved ones.

"But most people, even if they say they are righteous, when they really get to that position, they do the same thing as the money boss..."

 “Under the clear sky and white sun, there is nothing to hide from the filth and darkness.”

 But there is a ray of light that shines here after all...

 The new chief is from the Situ family. His surname is Situ and his given name is Shen. He seems to be brothers from the same clan as the previous elder Situ Jin.

It followed the ink paintings for a stroll, moved things, swept the mine tunnels, and explored the mountain roads.

Mo Hua took some time off and went to the mine to try it out to see if these wooden cows and horses could be used normally.

Situ Shen sighed:

 “As the Situ family has a family tradition, the best I can do is to protect myself wisely and not really join in the evil deeds.”

Situ Shen looked at the ink painting and whispered:

"It is very likely that he will do the same thing as the previous boss."

These spiritual pivot formations and cow and horse puppets still need to be actually used and debugged.

Mo Hua sighed, shook his head and said:

“Little sir, I'm sorry, I don't know that the head of the Lu family... Lu Chengyun is so ambitious and speaks so freely, which is why the little sir was harmed and plotted by him..."

 The atmosphere became much more harmonious.

 Then, work started.

Perhaps he was entrusted by his family, or perhaps he learned many things about Nanyue City from Situ Fang. Situ Shen, who had established a foundation and cultivated his skills, was very polite to Mo Hua, even polite with some respect.

 Elder Su blushed, "No, I'm really unfamiliar..."

Mo Hua nodded, suddenly confused, "Jinhua Street has been demolished. Elder, you can't go to Baihua Building to listen to music. Do you have to thank me for this?"

 His attitude is very solemn.

This process is relatively long.

 All places for eating, drinking, prostitution and gambling will be closed.

This little zombie is a bit weak and shouldn't be able to kill people.

 He turned his head again and looked at the demolished Jinhua Street below, sighing slightly in his heart.

If Lu Chengyun doesn't make up his mind, he still won't be able to learn the Spiritual Pivot Formation, he won't be able to finish the visualization diagrams, he won't be able to completely solve the corpse problem in Nanyue City, and he won't be able to help them rebuild the mines.

Bai Zisheng curled his lips and muttered:

“Junior brother, I was wrong. What you just said is right. It's very right and makes sense!”

 After sending Qinglan away, Elder Su also came to visit the next day.

The two of them were sitting in the courtyard drinking tea. The breeze was blowing, the water was dense, and the fragrance of tea was overflowing.

Mo Hua has deep eyes and a clear mind, and he is kind to himself and even to the Situ family, so Situ Shen decided to be honest with him and say something from the bottom of his heart.

Mo Hua was also a casual cultivator, and he still remembered his mother's words.

 No local family or force may withhold the mined spiritual stone for any reason...

Mo Hua had a smile on his face, but he said modestly:

  “Where where.”

Jinhua Street, which had been prosperous for decades and built by Lu Peipi, was full of brilliance on the surface but hidden blood and tears in the dark. It was completely demolished in broad daylight.

Mo Hua waved his hand and said, "Sister Qinglan's words are serious."

 Seeing that Mo Hua did not blame him, Elder Su felt relieved.

Situ Shen can say these heartfelt words only for his own good.

 Most people were filled with indignation and applauded.

"I have drawn formations on it, and it has helped me, so it is considered fate. After the matter is over, let it rest in peace..."

 The mine has become bigger, more spacious, and brighter. There is also wind, which is neither cold nor hot, but cool and refreshing.

"Even if this matter hadn't become a big deal and some local Taoist officials were protecting each other, most of the Lu family's affairs would have been left alone."

If you encounter casual cultivators who are struggling in life, please help within the scope of your ability.

With all the forces watching, if he doesn't do well, it will be the Situ family's face that will be lost.

"Is this the mine in Nanyue City..."

More than ten days later, the wooden cow and flowing horse have been debugged.

 But it wasn't until they entered the mine that they discovered that everything was different.

 Therefore, Master Yun, who is new to learning the Lingshu Formation, can also draw it.

Mo Hua was startled for a moment, then he picked up the teacup and said crisply:

 One hundred and seventy-six. Two hundred and thirty. One hundred and thirty-seven. Ninety

In addition, thousands of zombies will also be burned.

 Qinglan will feel more stable if she follows her, instead of drifting with the tide like a duckweed.

 Because they are really poor, they don't have spiritual stones, and they can't even eat.

Ink painting, Bai Zisheng and Bai Zixi were sitting in the yard, eating Baihua cake and chatting with Qinglan.

He does not want the clear Taoist heart of the ink paintings to be involved in the quagmire of the fickle human heart, and fall into the darkness of worldly desires, causing pain and confusion.

 For example, if a mine is repairing a mine, it must not exceed four hours a day.

Mo Hua was thoughtful, and then nodded solemnly.

 It is not rare in the Bai family, but it is very precious to Qinglan.

　　It has not been stained with blood and has no bad consequences. It has also helped with ink painting.

Mo Hua still understands in his heart.

 They were extremely grateful.

 The work has started. If there are zombies in the mine, at most one of them will die.

 The ink painting was a bit tangled, I thought for a moment and sighed:

There is no need to draw complex sequence patterns like the Corpse King, build hundreds or thousands of spiritual hub levels, and control them layer by layer.

 Among this batch of zombies, there is a small zombie.

 Although Elder Su had always been a bit stiff in flattering him, Mo Hua was still quite happy to hear it.

 The mine is built and the formation is complete.

 Some shopkeepers, gamblers, thugs, madams, and thugs who were supported by the Lu family and committed all kinds of evil were escorted to the Taoist prison by the Daotingsi. Along the way, they were scolded by everyone, and stones and rotten leaves were thrown at them.

 It seems that the competition within the family is indeed fierce and the pressure is great.

 Without blood?

Mo Hua was slightly startled, but after thinking about it, he understood.

 The mine repairman was a little hesitant and a little worried.

While talking, we talked about Jinhua Street and Baihua Building...

“There is not always light, and you will inevitably have to walk in the dark sometimes…”

“In this world, light and darkness alternate, and the human heart is complicated…”

Similarly, if he can deal with the aftermath properly, it will be a great achievement. In the future, he will have a good reputation in the clan, and he will be promoted to Daotingsi, and he can also accumulate a lot of merit.

 But once the painting is done, it's not that simple.

 The corpse-burning formation in Daoting has been built.

There are also people who are helpless and secretly sad.

 “Say something heart-wrenching…”

 Elder Su brought some good tea for Mo Hua to taste.

Mo Hua also felt sympathy, so he set up a formation to vent its corpse energy and buried it on a remote but quiet hill in the cemetery.

It's just that they don't know who this Mr. Mo is... After that, Situ Shen made some more charters.

 The only thing that was not cremated was the little zombie.

Elder Su said gratefully:

 “I have to thank Mr. Xiao for what happened on Jinhua Street.”

 “Silk and bamboo are pleasing to the ear, and beautiful women are pleasing to the eye.”

　　He always agreed to whatever Mo Hua said and spared no effort in doing so.

 Handpower is needed for mining and transporting the ore during the trial period.

"You don't need to thank me. If you want to thank me, just thank Mr. Xiao Mo. He calmed down the corpses and built this mine for everyone."

"This matter can be solved only because it is brought to the forefront."

 Jinhua Street was destroyed and many monks regained their freedom.

 The only problem is that once it breaks, no one will fix it.

I just don't know how he died at such a young age, and how he fell into Lu Chengyun's hands and was turned into a zombie.

And Mo Hua is the formation master and the "master" of the Corpse King.

 “It's okay, it's okay.” Mo Hua didn't care.

Elder Su apologized:

Even if you have the chance to eat meat and drink blood, you can't overtake other zombies.

 To repair these puppets, you need to master the Spiritual Pivot Formation.

 So the corpses were surging, and during the fierce battle between the two sides, it stayed quietly in its coffin.

“It's a pity that I can't hear or see.”

Seeing Mo Hua's transparent eyes, Elder Su knew that he knew everything, and no longer concealed it, but looked sad:

 When debugging the wooden cow and the flowing horse, I deliberately brought it with me.

 “You are young, but you are old-fashioned.”

They were anxious and uneasy.

Situ Shen organized the mine repairs and restarted the work.

 Anyone who buys or sells monks by force, forces good girls into prostitution, or harms people's lives will be severely punished.

 This world of cultivation, even in most places, is still dark and unfair.

All the zombies in Nanyue City are queuing up for cremation.

As expected by Mo Hua, it consumes not many spirit stones, is simple to control, is made of durable wood, and has high strength, which is more than enough for transporting ore.

Bai Zisheng and Bai Zixi also nodded.

 All the cow and horse puppets have also drawn the spiritual pivot formation.

Mo Hua also selected a group of zombies from the corpse mine and asked them to mine, then loaded them on the mine cart, and then pulled them out by wooden oxen and flowing horses.

Situ Shen was a little surprised.

 With the help of Master Yun, the progress will be much faster.

 The casual cultivators in Nanyue City are also very hard.

 But if we don't start working, the whole family will starve to death.

This bustling street, which is brightly lit at night and filled with gold and jade, reveals its original shape when the sun shines on it, revealing a filthy and unsightly mess.

There is only corpse energy and no blood energy, which means that it is just dead and has been refined into a corpse, but it has not had time to eat people and **** blood.

Situ Fang, as a Diansi, is still very busy on weekdays and has no time to take care of himself.

Situ Shen can see these things clearly, but he cannot solve them.

The mine repairmen thanked each other one after another:

 “Thank you, Mr. Xiao Mo!”

　　Not only are I afraid of poverty and hardship, but I am also afraid of encountering zombies and losing my life.

 While clearing away the zombies and coffins in the array, Mo Hua discovered that the little zombie was still there.

Elder Su couldn't laugh or cry, but he still raised his glass and drank a cup of tea with Mo Hua...

By the time he and Master Yun leave, no one in Nanyue City knows how to build the Lingshu Formation, and naturally no one knows how to build these wooden cows and flowing horses.

Before leaving, Qinglan solemnly saluted and said gratefully:

“If there is any place where I can help the young master and Miss Bai in the future, Qinglan will never give up!”

Bai Zixi looked at the little zombie and frowned.

 Ink painting is filled with emotion in my heart.

Situ Fang decided to take her with him. She could teach Qinglan how to practice, and Qinglan could also make meals for her and take care of her daily life.

 The matter in Nanyue City is almost over.

Situ Shen smiled and nodded.

 “I would like to drink tea instead of wine and give you a toast to the elder.”

“Then what are you going to do with this little zombie? Have you burned it? Daoting's corpse-burning array seems to be almost ready…”

Even though the tide of zombies has receded, it is inevitable that there will still be some left behind, especially in the mines, which are deep and dirty and perfect for zombies to hide.

 The matter of the corpse mine is of great importance.

Situ Shen looked at the ink painting and said sincerely:

 Eating from one pot, without putting in any effort or thought, you probably won't even be able to drink the soup.

 The daily salary shall not be less than one spirit stone.

 Because it is too small, its strength is weak.

　　They are still frightened by what happened before when the zombies besieged the city.

In the mines, the formations that have been built for their mines over hundreds of thousands of years, even if they are all added up, are not as many as the formations in this mine now.

The Corpse Burning Formation is a complex formation built on top of the graveyard. It is composed of single fire-type formations. It occupies a large area. When it is in operation, the fire rises. The entire graveyard is red, as if it has turned into a mountain of flames.

Or, when the wooden cow and flowing horse break down, it listens to Mo Hua's words and disassembles the puppet for Mo Hua to check, or passes some pen and ink to Mo Hua to repair the formation...

 The construction of new mines and the improvement of the lives of monks in Nanyue City in the future will also rely on ink paintings.

There are no relatives of hers in Nanyue City.

Bai Zisheng glanced at the ink painting and said doubtfully: "You don't want to keep it with you all the time..."

“Mr. Xiao Mo, you must be careful in the future.”

Mo Hua could hear the implication behind his words, "Is it still the same in places where the sun doesn't shine?"

Qinglan came to thank Mo Hua specially, and even brought the Baihua cake she made by herself.

 Other zombies, mining, mining, ore transport.

 After a while, Bai Zisheng asked again:

 Ink painting obviously doesn't believe it.

 “Mr. Xiao Mo,” Situ Shen sighed with a low voice:

"I have been working in the Daoting Division since I was thirty years old. I started from a small executive position, then became the Dian Secretary, deputy chief, and also served as the chief of several small fairy cities..."

 Bai Zixi gave her a skill.

This little zombie is about ten years old. He should be older than Mo Hua, but he is probably from a poor family and his family is not well-off, so he is thin and small. He doesn't look much older than Mo Hua.

"Today, as the head of Nanyue City, I can make decisions for these hard-working monks in an honest and upright manner, and sweep away these brothels and gambling houses, looking like I am upright and upright."

In addition, Jinhua Street was also banned.

 You can only rely on the evil energy in the corpse coffin to warm and nourish the corpse's energy.

 The hills are desolate, but quiet and undisturbed.

Every evening, when the sun sets in the west, the sunset will shine on the hills and the small tomb erected for it in the ink painting...

 (End of this chapter)

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