Chapter 601

"Master, what's wrong with your roommate?"

Gao Zhixiang asked suspiciously.

"It's okay, leave them alone."

Su Chen waved his hand, "Your great grandfather, that century-old zombie, is there any trace of it?"

"No."

"That night, it killed the six Feng Shui masters hired by our family. My parents and I hid in the cellar for a night, and we didn't dare to come out until noon the next day."

Gao Zhixiang shook his head, "My mother went to the police station to call the police, but the police didn't believe it, so we had to ask someone to solve it ourselves."

"The first thing I thought of. It was you, Master!"

"Master, you even killed a ghost with two punches, so killing a zombie is no problem, right? Master, our Gao family will spend a lot of money to invite you out of the mountain!"

Gao Zhixiang looked at Su Chen tearfully.

"It doesn't matter if it's a huge amount of money or not."

Su Chen smiled lightly, "It's mainly because I am a person who has a heart to fight against demons and defend the Tao and protect the common people since I was a child! Money is like floating clouds to me. You can just give it a few tens of millions, and I will act as a righteous man for the sky. "

"..."

"A few tens of millions?"

The corner of Gao Zhixiang's mouth twitched a few times, does this mean that money is like floating clouds to me?

but. If they can really get rid of the scourge of their family, tens of millions may not be worthless.

"Master, that thing is an old corpse close to a hundred years old, are you absolutely sure?"

Gao Zhixiang knew that Su Chen was powerful, but he had to ask a few more questions before he could rest assured.

Su Chen chuckled.

Laugh without saying a word.

Century Zombie?

Is it awesome?

In the "Mr. Zombie" movie world, the old man he killed had 70 or 80 years of cultivation. Although it took a lot of effort, he was still killed in the end.

The current him, his strength and means have skyrocketed a lot compared to that time, 15 catties of divine power + energy iron fist double damage, 3 catties per punch, understand?

"call……"

Seeing that Su Chen had a winning ticket, Gao Zhixiang was relieved.

night.

Su Chen asked Gao Zhixiang to make do with Qi Guangyao's bed overnight, preparing to leave for his house tomorrow afternoon.

Lying on the bed, Su Chen submitted all four literary works "Hurrying", "Farewell to Cambridge", "The Last Day of Jasmine", and "Yang x Miguo" to the "Reader" mailbox for essays!

The pen name I used was [Li Taibai]!

The three of them, Li Dusu, were all erased by the entertainment modifier, and no one in the main world knew of their existence.

Speechless all night.

Early in the morning.

Zhu Wang called and told the bad news.

For some reason, Xuanyue Group suddenly removed "Fighting Souls" from their major sales channels. His next month's manuscript fee may be reduced by more than 3%!

"Okay, I get it now."

Su Chen smiled slightly.

He knew that this was Duan Wei's revenge on him.

However, he didn't care at all.

Even the Xuanyue Group, Chuangshen Chinese Website, PP Reading... and even the entire Internet literature circle, he has never paid much attention to it.

The tens of billions of market is just a small circle, and a complete and sound ecological industrial chain has not even been formed. Compared with real estate, a behemoth with a market size of tens of trillions, it is simply not worth mentioning.

The boss of the Internet literary circle, Xuanyue Group, can't even speak in Chen Jingchu's Tianyu Group, and belongs to the bottom subgroup...

Therefore, online articles are for Su Chen. It's just a springboard to enter the entertainment industry.

Gao Zhixiang is still sleeping.

In the past two days, he searched for himself day and night, and he was exhausted.

Su Chen didn't bother him either, he brought back some steamed buns from the cafeteria, and he started making Maoshan Daofu.

"The talismans drawn some time ago are almost used up."

"Although a hundred-year-old corpse is nothing, let's add something."

"Be prepared."

Su Chen took out a large amount of cut yellow paper, ink, brush, and chicken blood from Najie.

In places such as Xiangxi, Henan, China, there has been a tradition of killing chickens to scare ghosts on the eleventh day of the lunar calendar since ancient times. Among the filthy things, chicken blood has the most violent yang qi, and it has the effect of warding off evil spirits and suppressing ghosts.

However, this chicken blood must be rooster blood.

Because the rooster has been the bane of five poisons since ancient times, and when it crows early in the morning, it will absorb the purest ray of sun yang essence in the day. so. The older the rooster, the stronger the effect of blood exorcising ghosts!

"The lifespan of an ordinary rooster is only six or seven years, and the Guinness World Record is no more than 15 years!"

"But according to the "Maoshan Daoshu" given by Uncle Jiu, there is a rooster that can live for more than 30 years in the hinterland of Miaojiang!"

"It's called Fengming Fuqing Chicken!"

"This chicken is no ordinary chicken!"

"It is said that this chicken is several times larger than ordinary chickens. It has a blood-red comb, colorful feathers, sharp beak and claws. Eyelids grow from the top, and its temper is bursting. It is extremely aggressive!"

"In some villages in the hinterland of Miaojiang, Nuqing chickens are regarded as gods."

"It is said that there used to be a group of tomb robbers who brought an angry chicken to the tomb to fight upside down, relying on the sound of the chicken's crowing to break the evil spirit and poison mirage, and successfully took a lot of gold, silver and jade from the tomb... ..."

Su Chen drew a talisman. While reading the unofficial history in "Maoshan Daoshu", I was quite yearning for it.

"If I use the blood of the Nuqing chicken to draw the talisman, the power of the talisman will be increased by more than ten times!"

"It's a pity, the Nuqing chicken seems to have become extinct in the late Qing Dynasty."

He sighed with regret, and couldn't help sighing "this chicken should exist in the sky, how many times can we hear it in the world"!

From eight in the morning to two in the afternoon.

Su Chen drew hundreds of talismans, all kinds of them.

There are 365 talismans recorded in "Maoshan Daoshu", among which, the five strongest ones are:

The five thunders shake the sky talisman, the long-lived wood talisman, the rain division water talisman, the dry yangli fire talisman, and the landslide talisman of all realms!

How strong are these five talismans?

Even Su Chen's savvy of 95 points can't draw it!

One is not enough mana. The second is that the understanding of Yin Yang and Five Elements is not enough.

If he can read some books in this area, maybe there is hope to make it.

It's two thirty in the afternoon.

After Su Chen finished drawing the last water-avoiding talisman, he ran out of chicken blood, and Gao Zhixiang just woke up.

"Well, master, you got up so early..."

Gao Zhixiang rubbed his sleepy eyes.

Su Chen glanced at him, "Look what's up now, is it still early?"

"what time is it?"

Gao Zhixiang picked up his phone and looked at it. "Damn it, it's half past two!"

"Master! Let's go!"

His face changed wildly, and he dragged Su Chen out.

"Hey—the steamed buns I brought for you, eat some!"

"Don't eat!"

Pulling Su Chen all the way to the underground garage, Gao Zhixiang drove out a Lamborghini from inside, picked him up, and drove to the south of the city.

Bang the throttle all the way!

I'm afraid that something will happen at home!

Su Chen sat on the co-pilot, smiled and comforted:

"Don't worry, zombies will never dare to come out and move around before the sun goes down."

"At midnight, the yin energy is the heaviest. It should show up between midnight and ugly time. It's still early."

Gao Zhixiang breathed a sigh of relief, "That's good, that's good..."

"Gulu~!"

Stomach growls.

Gao Zhixiang felt stomach cramps at this time, he was hungry, but there was nothing to eat in the car...

At this time.

Su Chen brought a food packaging box from somewhere, and said with a smile: "Eat it, it's a good thing."

"what is this?"

Gao Zhixiang grabbed a few dried bamboo shoots, put them in his mouth, chewed, and a strange smell dissipated.

"Dried earthworms that taste like durian."

Su Chen bared his teeth and smiled.

"puff--!!!"