Chapter 32: Dao Soldiers

The Two-Faced Three-Knife Technique focuses on one person with two faces, hiding a knife in a smile, and can kill people invisibly.

The cat-faced zombie behind him had its pupils shrink into needles, and all the corpse hair on its face stood up in horror!

A face suddenly grew on the back of a good human head, and it was still grinning at you. This thing felt strange even to a zombie!

The cat-faced corpse was obviously much smarter than the previous two zombies. Seeing Xu Qing show a smile, it immediately stretched out its sharp claws and cut toward the back of the other party's neck.

Whether it could succeed or not, it would immediately retreat behind and distance itself.

The speed of the cat-faced zombie's brain and the speed of its body's reaction were equally fast, but someone was faster than it.

In the silent night, cold light flashed.

Just like a fleeting moment, a glimpse, and it disappeared in an instant.

Following closely, the two-faced youth who drew and sheathed the knife stood with his back of the head facing the alley entrance in a twisted posture.

"Two-faced three-knives, who can't?"

The words fell, and behind Xu Qing, the cat-faced zombie's sharp claws and head fell to the ground.

In the alley, the Yin person who spoke of reconciliation but actually harbored evil intentions completely collapsed.

"This is not the way of the corpse-driving industry. Who exactly are you?"

It's no wonder he was afraid. The methods of corpse-driving craftsmen were mainly based on manipulating corpses. Once the manipulated zombies failed to stop the enemy, the person behind the scenes would be like fish on a chopping block, waiting to be slaughtered.

This was also the reason why he didn't want to believe that Xu Qing was a pure corpse-driving craftsman.

After all, which corpse-driving craftsman would be better at fighting than the zombies he raised?

At the alley entrance, Xu Qing, who saw the night as day, had already seen the figure hidden in the deep alley.

It was a middle-aged man wearing a long gown, with sunken eyes, gray-white complexion, and a mourning appearance.

Xu Qing's neck made a clicking sound, and the two faces merged into one again.

He didn't respond to the other party's question, but tightened the diamond finger tiger he was wearing, and walked into the narrow alley with a consistent pace.

He wanted to let the other party experience what it meant to be beaten by society.

A few breaths later, Xu Qing pulled the dying corpse-driving craftsman up from the ground.

"I still have quite a few gold and silver treasures in my base. Good young man, as long as you can spare my life, I will lead the way for you, and those wealth will all be yours..."

Xu Qing was unmoved, raised his fist indifferently, and the fierce strength contained in the iron-clad corpse body suddenly erupted.

The next moment, liquid stuck and slid off the diamond finger tiger. He shook off the red and white things, wiped them on the corpse-driving craftsman who had completely lost his breath, and then carried today's unexpected harvest out of the alley.

Tonight, besides the corpse-driving craftsman fellow he was carrying, there were three corpses of zombie kind scattered not far away. At this time, Xu Qing was like an old farmer who had a bumper harvest, loading all those corpses onto the flatbed cart.

This change came abruptly and went quickly, like a sudden rain. By the time the sound of the watchman hitting the clapper sounded in the distance, Xu Qing had already pushed the flatbed cart and set off again.

Recently, there had been many chaotic phenomena in Linhe Ward, not only because of the influx of refugees, but also because of some Jianghu figures from all walks of life or forces with unclear intentions, doing dark and obscure things.

Xu Qing walked all the way and found that there were significantly more patrolling soldiers than usual.

Many times, officials are harder to deal with than ghosts.

Fortunately, his five senses were sharp, and the Qi-Gazing Art could observe the vigorous human aura of the patrolling soldiers in groups in advance, so he didn't have any direct contact with them.

Pushing the flatbed cart into the newly bought house, Xu Qing felt the rich, cool ground energy rushing toward his face as soon as he entered the door. He couldn't help but inhale the unique aura of the haunted house, and suddenly felt all the pores on his body relaxing.

Closing the courtyard door and unloading the goods, more than a dozen corpses were lined up in the dark courtyard.

When the dark clouds dispersed and the moon revealed half its face to illuminate this haunted house, instead of dispelling the evil, it made the entire courtyard look even colder and more gloomy.

Besides the useless corpses accumulated in the mortuary shop, there were four new corpses in the courtyard that had not been "liberated."

At this time, there was no one in the courtyard to disturb him, which was much safer than staying on the streets and alleys before. Xu Qing looked at the four new corpses that were at his disposal, just like a flower-picking thief breaking into a boudoir, his eyes faintly glowing green.

Rubbing his hands excitedly, his heart was full of expectations after the harvest. In his eyes, these corpses could all scrape out rewards from the Sutra of Saving People. Let alone four, even forty, he wouldn't be afraid at all.

Just like that, in the haunted house courtyard that was already gloomy and not like the human world, there was another "corpse-loving" weirdo who brought various corpses home all day long.

In the house, the sea of desire floated and sank, and the Sutra of Saving People turned pages.

The life stories of several corpses appeared in front of Xu Qing like a slide show.

Inside and out, it was nothing more than human hearts and ghosts, kindness and hatred.

Among them, what he cared about most was the life story of the corpse-driving craftsman.

The corpse-driving craftsman's original name was Shi Jiulu, and he was originally an ordinary corpse-driving craftsman. But on the way to drive corpses to Nancuo, he happened to run into the Zongwu Mansion of the Shu region conscripting soldiers.

Shi Jiulu couldn't resist, and was helplessly conscripted into the Zhoushan army, becoming a small soldier resisting the invasion of the Nancuo country.

During this period, a military general learned that he was a corpse-driving craftsman in the Yin Sect, so he sent him to a special military camp for training.

This military camp had a special title, called "Dao Soldiers."

There were only three families in the Shu region that could manipulate Dao soldiers on a large scale. Besides the Zongwu Mansion, the Dao Soldier Yin family and the Gongsun family were relatively famous.

But this fame was limited to the battlefield.

Shi Jiulu was in the army for six years, four of which were spent in the Dao Soldier military camp practicing the method of cultivating corpse soldiers.

The Yin family was good at the Four Symbols Soldiers, the Gongsun family was good at the Ghost Beast Soldiers, and what the Zongwu Mansion was good at manipulating was exactly the Corpse Soldiers!

When Xu Qing saw this, he felt that his whole concept was refreshed again.

He originally thought that being refined into corpse-workers after death and pushing mills and digging mines all day was enough to be inhumane, but he didn't expect there to be greater "blessings" later!

Xu Qing tried to see the scene of corpse soldiers charging and fighting on the battlefield through Shi Jiulu's revolving lantern, but he didn't expect that this Shi Jiulu had just arrived at the front line, and before he could see the trace of the Nancuo witch soldiers, he joined several other corpse-driving craftsmen who were also caught to serve the corvee, sneaked into the deep mountains, and after that, he turned around and ran to the Jinmen boundary.

He also thought the other party was an experienced old soldier, but he didn't expect him to be a deserter who fled before the battle.

Xu Qing continued to look down.

Shi Jiulu and others returned to their old profession after arriving in Linhe, relying on corpse-driving and corpse-refining to earn their living capital.

However, this Shi Jiulu was naturally slippery. Seeing that corpse-driving and corpse-refining couldn't earn big money, he had the idea of manipulating corpse soldiers to kill and rob.

And his first target was Xu Qing, who was rich and "inflated the corpse price," and rounded up all the ownerless corpses in the government office.

Xu Qing saw this and knew that the trouble tonight had just begun, and it hadn't reached the end yet!

When Shi Jiulu died, he once promised him gold and silver treasures, saying he would take him to his base to take the wealth and eliminate the disaster...

But after reading the other party's memory, Xu Qing knew that the other party's saving wealth to protect his life was fake, and luring him deep into the thief's den was real!

Because in the place Shi Jiulu said, there were still two corpse-driving craftsmen staying there!

Xu Qing's eyes flickered, and finally suppressed all his thoughts, looking at this harvest.

Among the four corpses, three were human-grade inferior, and only Shi Jiulu's corpse reached human-grade superior.

Looking at the reward of the Sutra of Saving People, a method of raising corpse soldiers. A white seal soldier talisman to control Dao soldiers, and the rest were ordinary skills opened from the other three zombies, such as chopping wood and building stoves, punting boats and ferrying, throwing dice and shaking points, etc., all of which were small skills related to life.

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 33 =====