There was no malice in those eyes.

It seemed to have sent a signal to Lin Mo.

This immediately reminded Lin Mo of the previous scene where he and the paper crane looked at each other.

This look is exactly the same as that of the paper crane.

In an instant, Lin Mo understood.

Get to the essence.

Paper crane, controlled this tall zombie.

I'm going!

When Lin Mo thought of this, he couldn't help but laugh.

Laughing louder.

This is the same feeling as a straight flush.

Very cool.

In Lin Mo's mind, the situation was reversed.

But the old man opposite didn't know that, so he was curious and wondered if this guy was really a psychopath, right?

If anyone is insane, it would be better to kill him directly.

It just so happened that the corpse could also be put to use. He was buried directly in the yard and continued to refine the corpse.

The old man has nearly fifty years of experience in corpse refining.

Definitely a connoisseur among connoisseurs.

After discovering that the person facing him might be a psychopath, the old man decided to take cruel measures.

From front to back, he only hesitated for more than ten seconds.

In his opinion, this little moment of hesitation is innocuous at all, and he never hesitates when it's time to act harshly.

"Kill him!"

The old man immediately ordered.

But it was Lin Mo who gave orders almost at the same time as the old man.

"Kill him!"

What Lin Mo said was exactly the same as the old man's.

The old man smiled.

He felt that the other party was really mentally ill, a lunatic who didn't know what to call him.

But the next moment, he felt something was wrong.

A pair of cold hands grabbed his head and neck from behind. Just when he was stunned, a huge torque came, and then he felt his vision rotated 180 degrees.

He didn't move, but he saw the world behind him.

Severe pain and fear came at the same time, but they could not keep up with the speed of darkness.

The old man didn't even think about what was going on, so he fell into absolute darkness in fear and bewilderment.

The one who killed him was the tall zombie behind him.

Lin Mo was avoiding the attack of short zombies at this time.

The tall zombie immediately rushed over and pinned the short zombie to the ground.

Katcha, kacha, kacha!

The neck, legs and an arm were all violently broken.

As zombies, tall people obviously have an advantage over short people. There is nothing you can do about it. Size determines strength, and strength determines victory or defeat.

Of course, even if the neck and limbs are broken, the zombie will not die.

Lin Mo didn't have a mahogany sword in his hand, but he had a talisman.

He took out a piece of paper, bit his finger, and drew a corpse-killing talisman on the talisman paper.

This thing is relatively simple. It is a very common talisman seal in Maoshan magic. Of course, if you want to draw it well and effectively, you will definitely not succeed by copying a cat and a tiger.

It requires long-term practice, breath-holding and concentration, and mental unity.

Uncle Jiu said that if you are talented, you can complete the painting in about three to five years.

It is impossible to tell from the outside whether the talisman is valid or invalid. This is a special state, which is why there are so many liars in the world.

Lin Mo hasn't practiced much.

No, he hasn't practiced at all.

But at this moment, he is very confident.

The confidence comes from the paper crane and his understanding of the Sanqing book.

Anyway, after writing it in blood, Lin Mo directly pasted the talisman on the short zombie's forehead.

In an instant, the struggling zombies became quiet.

It's like a grumpy chainsaw suddenly unplugged.

In the house, there was a corpse and a zombie restrained by the talisman.

Lin Mo, on the other hand, went from an absolute disadvantage to a counterattack in just a few seconds.

It is these few seconds that determine who lives and who dies.

After looking at the old man's body, Lin Mo sighed and said, I don't know your name yet, why are you so anxious?

If you weren't in such a hurry, I wouldn't be in such a hurry to kill you.

Lin Mo was sure that this old man had a lot of background. Among other things, his ability to control zombies was something that no one else had.

Even Uncle Jiu might not know it.

At least, Uncle Jiu has to put a talisman on the zombie's forehead to control the zombie's movements, but it's just a matter of rushing. If he wants to make the zombies kill people and buy goods, it's probably a bit confusing.

It's not that he's a professional.

Lin Mo began to search for the body.

Some things were found from the old man's body.

There are silver dollars.

This stuff works too.

There is also a stack of talisman papers.

He is also a Taoist priest?

The old man also wore a ring on his finger.

Very weird.

It is made of wood and wrapped with silver wire.

It's just silk threads made of silver wrapped around it. It's very particular, and it's all very patinated.

Holding it in my hand, it feels cold.

This ring is not simple.

If there is nothing on the body, search the house.

I found many good things in the house.

A lot of gold and silver treasures.

There is also a diary. When I opened it, it was almost filled with content about corpse refining and corpse control.

Lin Mo started reading.

By the time he finished reading it, he basically had an understanding of the old man's origins, life story, and his methods.

The old man is indeed a member of the Taoist sect.

But Lin Mo had never heard of this faction, it was called the ‘Corpse Immortal Sect’.

The name and what the other person does are quite appropriate.

This is definitely a derivative of the movie world, because Lin Mo has never heard or seen this corpse fairy sect in any movie of this series.

It should belong to the evil branch of Taoism.

What he is good at is refining corpses and controlling corpses.

The other party has a special method, and it is systematic. According to the content in the diary, there are very few people in this method, and it has only been passed down for three generations.

The Dharma is also passed down orally. I guess because it goes against family ethics and the way of heaven, I dare not write it down for fear of letting others see it and suffer retribution.
Chapter completed!