I, Ninth Uncle, Junior Brother: God-Class Papermaker

He shook his head and left these thoughts behind.

Han Li continued to look at the workbench in front of him, and continued to make the yellow turban warriors.

Time passed bit by bit.

Night fell slowly.

At this time, in the unknown cave somewhere on the Yueming Mountain in the back mountain of Renjia Town.

"Tick!"

A drop of water dripped from the top of the cave onto the bluestone slab, and the whole cave was extremely gloomy, and the air was extremely humid and extremely cold.

The zombie old lady Ren was lying on the stone slab, as if he was already a corpse.

"Squeak!"

In the entire cave, the only thing that seems to be alive is the mice running around, and there is a rotten smell everywhere. This smell is the mouse’s favorite. Therefore, this cave has become their favorite. The place.

Rats ran around on the zombies, and the whole zombies were covered with rats. The rats kept eating the carrion on the zombies. For them, they were just an ordinary carrion corpse.

"Whoo!"

Suddenly, the corpses under the many mice suddenly moved, very fast, and grabbed the two mice next to them.

"Squeak!"

The mouse uttered a fierce scream, but it was too late at this time, and the zombie slowly put the mouse to own's mouth.

Pinch hard.

"Snapped!"

The rat exploded directly, and the blood flowed into the zombie's mouth.

The other mice fled everywhere in an instant. The zombie's hands fumbled around and drank the blood of seven or eight mice. At this time, the zombie suddenly sat up.

After drinking the blood of the mouse, the scars on the zombie's face were reduced a lot, and it seemed to be much better.

The cultivation in this cave these days has almost reached the limit at this time.

It's time to settle the ledger!

The zombie stood up suddenly, rushing out of the cave...

Outside, the sky was completely dark.

Han Li is at the desk and carefully draws the last seal inscription on the middle-level runeman yellow turban warrior with Magic power.

A flash of inspiration.

The Magic power in front of him began to circulate smoothly across the entire rune.

Han Li looked at the rune soldiers in front of him excitedly.

"good!"

Han Li shook his hand, his eyes filled with excitement.

He made this rune soldier all day long! It took countless materials, and finally barely finished the production!

At this moment of success, his heart was full of excitement, and he was still a little reluctant to make intermediate rune soldiers with his current Cultivation Base.

Feeling the vigorous magic power on the yellow scarf, Han Li was full of joy.

He could feel that his newly produced yellow turban warrior is about 20% stronger than the previous one. This is already a remarkable rate!

It seems that the importance of materials is still sufficient!

It's no wonder that Taoists all need to pursue those powerful materials, whether it is refining Magical Item, or drawing like a paper man, or drawing talisman, these advanced materials, I am afraid that they can increase Bona not low!

Thinking of this, Han Li showed a thoughtful look on his face.

After a little hesitation, Han Li put the paper man in his hand on the table casually.

Rubbing his own temple, Han Li looked out the window unconsciously.

"Um??"

His eyes swept across the window, and his eyes condensed slightly.

Corpse gas!

Could it be that the zombies are coming? ?

At this time, Han Li's expression suddenly became unusually serious. He stuffed the tied paper figures next to him into his own sleeves and walked out of the room extremely fast.

At this time, everyone was asleep in Ren's residence, but there were also people patrolling.

Because of the previous events, Master Ren was terrified, for fear of sudden attacks by zombies at night, so he specially arranged people to take turns to watch the night. In this way, he could sleep more peacefully, and the servants were also happy to do this kind of thing.

Because those who go out to watch the night can not only get the reward of Master Ren, they can also get a talisman drawn by Han Li as a guarantee for them when they encounter a zombie.

You know, now the price of a piece of talisman drawn by Han Li has already been fired to 50 Xian Dayang!

And just that, there is still no market!

No way, who gave Han Li the title of reincarnation? These days, nothing is as valuable as a name.

Especially in times of crisis like this, no one wants to die when zombies attack.

That being the case, the talisman drawn by the gods would definitely be able to keep oneself safe.

This is almost the idea of ​​all the squires in Renjia Town.

"Master!"

When Han Li walked into the courtyard of the Ren mansion, he happened to meet the night watchman.

"How did you get up?"

Seeing Han Li, a look of surprise flashed across the night watchman next to him, and he asked Han Li.

"It's nothing, you guys pay more attention."

Han Li said lightly to the night watchman in front of him.

"Could it be that the zombies are coming??"

The night watcher asked Han Li with a trembling voice, his eyes were already showing a trace of fear.

"Don't think about it, I'm not sure yet!"

Han Li spoke to the night watchman in front of him.

But he pondered for a while, took out two talismans from his body and handed them to the night watchman next to him.

"Take these two talisman. Later, when you go to patrol, you will encounter a zombie. This talisman can protect you for a while. When you shout out, I will save you!"

Gan Hanli spoke to the night watchman in front of him with a serious expression.

"Thank you, sir! Thank you, sir!"

The two hurriedly took the Fu Lu from Han Li's hand. At this time, their eyes were full of bitterness, and their luck was too much for them! When it's someone else's turn, the zombie doesn't come, it's your turn, and the zombie is here!

"Okay, you continue to patrol! If there is any change, you must notify me as soon as possible!"

With that said, Han Li took out two more talismans from his body.

"These two messengers, you see the zombies, tear them apart as soon as possible, and I will rush to you!"

"Yes! Your lord!"

The two took the Fu Lu from Han Li's hand in a hurry.

"Go!"

After all, Han Li didn't care about the two of them anymore.

At this time, his face was serious and he looked at the place where the corpse energy came from. He was still not sure whether the corpse energy was a sign of the arrival of the zombie old man.

Because the essence of that corpse Qi is too low.

It feels like a walking corpse who just got up.

It's not up to the level of the zombie old man Ren, of course, it is not ruled out that it was the person who was killed by the zombie old man and then turned into a walking corpse.

But if that's the case, where is the corpse of the zombie Grandpa Ren? ?

It is not so easy to hide such a huge corpse energy!

It is impossible to find where it is!

Han Li's gaze searched the four directions, Yin & Yang's eyes were urged to the extreme, but they really couldn't find the majestic corpse energy.

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