It was only eight or nine o'clock in the morning, and the witch Wu Miaofeng naturally would not stay here and wait for midnight to arrive. Wu Miaofeng said goodbye and left. Zhang Daoran's face was a little strange. He looked at Hengkong and smiled: "This fellow Taoist Wu cannot be the one he pursued when he first fell in love."

Heng glanced at Zhang Daoran: "Fellow Taoist already knows the causes and consequences. If I don't say it, I will understand. I was only seven or eight years old at the time, what did I know?"

Zhang Daoran couldn't refuse, with an inexplicable smile on his face, and looked at the closed door and said, "Fellow Dao, this confidante, has been plotted by me once, and I'm afraid I'll be back soon. Unfortunately, I'll practice my Taoism, and in the end, Fellow Dao Wu may have suffered the consequences."

Hengkong was stunned: "I haven't seen him for decades. At that time, Fellow Daoist Wu had a simple mind. After decades of experience, people's hearts have changed, and it is hard to figure out."

Zhang Daoran sat cross-legged, took out the Book of Laws and began to read it silently. Hengkong felt bored and walked out of the room, not knowing where he went.

Zhang Daoran didn't care either. Hengkong was not weak, so naturally he didn't have to worry about Hengkong's safety. Zhang Daoran did not get up in the room, and Hengkong went down to the next floor. The higher the floor, the heavier the yin energy and the stronger the evil energy.

The highest floor of Yujing Garden is twenty-six floors. Hengkong walked along the way, and the breath leaked inadvertently made the ghost retreat. I wonder if there was another reason for the ghosts to find it difficult to log in to the twelfth floor. Perhaps the reason for Hengkong's aura was that Hengkong did not see a ghost when he reached the top floor.

The entire building was as quiet as if it was dead, Hengkong did not feel any anger. The higher he went, the more the yin energy became more and more intense, almost forming a substance. The evil energy spreads, affecting people's minds.

After reaching the twenty-sixth floor, Hengkong felt a little strange. There was no figure in the twenty-sixth floor, and no ghost was seen. There was a hidden staircase on the twenty-sixth floor. Hengkong climbed up the steps and just arrived at the top of the floor, he was suddenly stunned.

On the top of the twenty-sixth floor is a roof garden with several rooms built with insulation floors. In front of a room, Hengkong saw an old woman, blind and standing in front of the room door, not knowing what she was waiting for.

The old woman was very tall, about 1.8 meters tall, and her figure was still straight. What was strange was that the old woman, who should have been weak, had a tough aura, accompanied by a dead aura.

Hengkong clearly saw that the old woman had a layer of black hair on her exposed skin, hands and face.

Hengkong was shocked and looked at the old woman incredibly: "This is...who used the method of raising corpses on the old woman?"

The so-called method of raising corpses has the method of raising dead people into zombies using secret methods. The zombies raised by raising dead people into zombies are powerful and fierce, and they only know how to kill.

The different way of living and raising is to use secret methods to turn a living person into a zombie on the basis of living people. The soul is trapped in the body and the body is constantly sublimated. The zombies formed by living and raising are even more terrifying, with normal human wisdom, and can also practice.

The way to raise life is unlimited, but whether it is to raise life or die, once a zombie is formed, it will inevitably absorb human blood and harm the world!

"Is Baoer back?"

The old woman was blind in her eyes, but she had a good hearing. Hengkong came up to the roof and did not hide her footsteps. So the old woman heard the footsteps, her head turned around and opened her mouth and asked.

Hengkong narrowed his eyes slightly. The moment the old woman opened her mouth, Hengkong clearly saw that the old woman had two shaped zombie canine teeth in the upper palate in her mouth. They were pointed and long, with a full 2 ​​cm.

"It's about to take shape, and your nails grow out, and you will become a zombie..." A splendid light flashed across Hengkong's eyes. Whether it's a zombie who becomes a zombie after death or a zombie when he is alive, once he becomes a zombie, he will have the strength of a Taoist cultivator who is as powerful as a condensation of human souls.

"This woman must be eliminated. Once she becomes a zombie, she will harm the world." A cold light flashed in Hengkong's eyes. No one is right or wrong here. It's just that the Tao in his heart is different and his beliefs are different, so it is naturally difficult to compatible. One is a practitioner who is determined to maintain the world's Taoist Taoist, and the other is a practitioner who will harm the demon cultivator in the world from the day he appears.

"Mom...I'm here..."

A man walked up the stairs, holding two bowls on the left and right. Seeing Hengkong, a smile appeared on his honest face: "Who are you, what are you doing here?"

"There are still outsiders here? Guests should not be surprised. My son broke his head when he was young, and he spoke straightforwardly, and he was prone to irritability. But my son is very filial and has no bad intentions." The old woman touched the buildings on both sides and was about to welcome him. Baoer, the son of the old woman, hurriedly greeted him: "Mom, don't come over, don't fall if you can't see it."

Bao'er met, Hengkong hurriedly glanced at the two bowls that Bao'er was holding, and his mind was shocked and he gasped. Among Bao'er's two bowls, one of which contained the brains of unknown humans or animals, and was still beating bloodily. In the other bowl, the human heart was also beating.

Hengkong instantly understood the reason why the old woman could become a half-human and half-corpse.

"Mom, the medicine is here, and you will see something after taking the medicine."

Bao'er smiled all over. Hengkong couldn't see anything abnormal on Bao'er's body for a moment. There was no fluctuation in the aura, nor did he show any weirdness. He just held two bowls full of weirdness.

Baoer took a spoon, scooped a spoonful of his brain, and it was still beating, feeding it to the old woman: "Mom, it's still hot, eat it."

The old woman opened her mouth and ate it. In an instant, a drop of blood dripped from the corner of her mouth. The old woman swallowed it intoxicatedly: "Baoer, what medicine are you doing? Although my mother's eyes are not good, she feels much better than before in every part of her body."

Baoer scooped a spoonful of brains and put it to the woman's mouth: "Mom, this is a magical medicine. You will understand your son's painstaking efforts in the future."

Looking at the strange conversation between mother and son, Hengkong felt his scalp numb and suddenly glared: "Riyou God, you have really lost your true knowledge as a god and are doing harm to the world!"

"The God of Day Tour?" The old woman was shocked: "Where is the God of Day Tour?"

Baoer's face remained unchanged and she said with a smile: "Where is this Taoist priest, where is the God of Riyou?"

Hengkong's figure shook and rushed towards Baoer: "You want to raise a living person and travel to the gods every day. At this time, do you still have to pretend to be a god?"

"Bang..."

Two bowls were knocked to the ground. What's strange is that the heart that landed on the ground had a brain, and it was integrated into Baoer's head and heart.

Hengkong was even more shocked: "You actually use the brain and heart of this body to raise corpses?"

This body may have died, but it is the old woman's son after all. Eating his own son's brain and heart means that this woman is about to become a zombie!

Baoer then smiled strangely: "How can you become a zombie if you don't eat parent-child meat? Hengkong, you are late..."

"Mom, this Taoist priest wants to kill his son..."

Baoer was like a ghost, and came behind Hengkong, stretched out his hand into claws, and his dark nails were like sharp swords, pricking Hengkong's back. The old woman, when she heard that someone was going to kill her son, had a panic on her face, and she didn't know where the strength came from, rushed forward: "Don't kill my son..."

With grief and anger, a black mist suddenly rose from the old woman's body. In an instant, black nails grew from her ten fingers, and long fangs grew from her mouth, which rushed straight into the air.
Chapter completed!