Chapter 301

So these villagers were controlled by the blood of the tomb?

It should not be possible. If so, the spiritual power he can cover is too much and too wide.

Not to mention that it is impossible for evolutionists to grow to this point at this stage. Even if there are, it is enough to crush Zhang Mu now.

What a huge project it is to divide the spiritual force into several strands, control so many human beings, and let them think normally and talk to others normally.

Then there is only one possibility!

Combined with the identity of tomb blood, Zhang Mu remembered that he was the person of corpse rebirth. He was no longer human, but a new race.

This group of villagers, without any ability, can't be his kind of people, so they are corpse puppets!

No wonder the Obsidian with wind attribute is so sensitive to the rotten smell of soil on them, while the variant wolf dog with soil attribute has no response.

These corpse puppets should have been excavated for some time and contaminated with popularity, so Zhang Mu can't smell the difference.

Later generations also have corpse human evolutors such as Tomb blood. They realize that they can't go back to human beings and form a new race. Therefore, Zhang Mu was so afraid when he met him for the first time.

Rare, but temperamental. He consciously abandoned the seven emotions and six desires belonging to mankind. Being able to make corpse puppets is to use corpses to form his own army.

This kind of corpse puppet absolutely obeys orders, but it is better than the zombie group. When they are independent, these corpse puppets have their own ideas, depending on the power of the corpse man evolutionist who controls them.

The stronger the strength of corpse human evolutors, the higher their spiritual recovery.

Although the corpse puppet he met just now occasionally has some imperfections, it has been able to restore human emotions to 7788.

It seems that the tomb blood has advanced to the second level at least in half a year, and it is likely that the advanced time is very early.

However, the manufacture of corpse puppets also has limitations. They can only be resurrected after being buried for a period of time, that is, those who have recently died can not be made into corpse puppets.

In this situation before the end of the popular cremation era, the ability range of corpse man evolutors is very small, unless there is a premeditated plan to bury fresh corpses and cultivate corpse puppets.

But Zhang Mu wondered how the tomb blood could revive so many corpses of men, women, old and young. If you want to form a corpse puppet army, don't you just need young male human corpses?

What do you want old people, children and women to do?

Zhang Mu can't figure it out, but this is not the place to stay. Now Yuanrui is attacked by medicine and poison, and the whole person is sleepy. This is the reason why the medicine fragrance here is weak.

Zhang Mu doesn't want to wake up yuan Rui directly. She has fallen into a deep sleep. Suddenly shouting again will cause more or less harm to her.

He picked up Yuanrui on the couch, opened the wooden door and went out, putting the sleeping Yuanrui on the soft back of the mutant wolf dog.

Obsidian also noticed something wrong at this time, but Yuanrui's body was still breathing stably. It didn't seem to have any problem. It asked aloud, "what's the matter?"

Zhang Mu didn't say much, but replied, "this village is strange."

Now he wants to verify an idea in his heart to judge the extent to which tomb blood repels the original identity of mankind.

Zhang Mu flashed into the main room and saw the old wine still warm on the table and the leftover dishes and chopsticks. He instantly had a little nausea, because he had guessed what he was about to see.

He opened the curtain of the kitchen in the main house and took a breath when he saw the scene in front of him.

In this kitchen, meat pieces are neatly placed. Several human thighs salted with salt have smooth sections. The sausage hanging on the top must be made of human meat, and each string is extremely symmetrical.

Zhang Mu has seen eating human flesh, but he has never seen a scene where human flesh is almost filled with works of art.

This should be the meat Li Dazhuang wanted to give himself just now.

Tomb blood, you are tired of living.

Thinking of Zhang Mu who almost ate human flesh just now, his back teeth began to grind, and his eyes swept to the corner of the table.

There was yellow oil in a jar. Zhang Mu didn't want to think about those strange oil lamps and lanterns.

Have you carefully cooked human beings as food and daily necessities?

Good, good.

Zhang Mu's expression was extremely gloomy. He silently withdrew from the kitchen, shouted the mutant wolf dog and obsidian, and directly left the place where he was disgusted and angry.

At this time, an idea flashed through his mind.

This tomb blood, in the end, has something against mankind.

Doing so well and treating human beings as animals, he wants to completely get rid of human identity and never die.

Cooperate with mutant plants to kill era agent merchants, and feed the corpse puppets under their own hands with the meat of other human evolutors.

Tomb blood, since you want to never die, then never die!

When Zhang Mu, who was full of anger, came to the entrance of the village, he suddenly wanted to clear all his doubts at once.

With a direct effort, he pulled down the stone tablet at the entrance of the village. The stone tablet with the word Li Cun engraved on the front collapsed, and two big characters appeared behind the stone tablet.

"Yizhuang!"

This is the Yizhuang Village of Li village.