"What's cracking?" The thoughts were still stuck in a sudden moment. Lu Wen didn't realize what Dao Master Lianxi was saying for the first time.

Xie Chi has strode past the meteor.

Taoist Lianxi was sweating profusely: "His face is cracked!"

He anxiously poured all the blood of the boy in the blood pool beside him, and Yan Jing immediately became a blood man.

But this didn't stop the cracks on his face from getting cracked.

Xie Chi's eyes darkened, maintaining his usual calmness, squatting down and carefully examining Yan Jing's face.

The blood that overflowed from the crack was not warm, but cold and dark red, indicating that the corpse had turned well before. Daoist Lianxi had dared to go out to buy herbs before seeing this—the body of Yan Jing became very stable.

But his face suddenly cracked. This was clearly a sign of failure. When Yan Jing's whole body split apart, the training was stiff and completely failed.

Lu Wen sweated his palms nervously, anxious for a while: "How could this be?!"

Dao Lianxi raised his head suddenly, and sternly asked: "You are so embarrassed to say? What's the matter with you two? How could this chicken blood have been done?! I told you so much! If you don't want him to live, don't start at the beginning. Call me to help!"

Lu Wen anxiously defended himself: "I obviously spilled it! I kept guarding, I was afraid of making mistakes, and if I spilled a lot, I was afraid of doing it--"

Squatting Xie Chi interrupted: "It's not your fault, it's the reason for time's love."

Lu Wen stopped speaking. Yes, time **, it’s been three days now, he hasn’t splashed Yan Jing’s blood in three days. The blood has dried up. Yan Jing only started to crack at this time. It must have been subconsciously for a long time. .

Lu Wen's eyes instantly turned red.

Xie Chi stood up and patted him on the shoulder: "I really want to say it's my fault."

If he does not discover enough information, the horror film will not start time**.

The logic chain is indeed like this. Lu Wen can't be blamed no matter what, he is just stating a fact.

Lu Wen shook his head repeatedly: "No! This has nothing to do with you, but the horror film does not want us to succeed! It is intentional! The garbage horror film!"

Hope rises and breaks, his expression is almost hideous.

[Living deadlock is too buggy. It is estimated that it exceeded the upper limit of the film's force, so it was sanctioned. The app does not want to live deadlock. Because it is not within the scope of the scheduled plot, it will easily cause the ending to get out of control. Time** can be said to kill two birds with one stone]

[This is also nothing, it's really helpless, so I have been busy for a long time, does it mean a failure? You see the crack is getting bigger and bigger]

Lu Wen was venting his grievances gloomily, and Xie Chi walked up to Dao Master Lianxi and asked calmly, "Is there any way to remedy it?"

Since Yan Jing can survive the three days without a boy's blood, anything can happen.

Dao Long Lianxi's face looked gray and defeated: "No, if you miss it, you miss it. It won't help you how to save it. Whether you can survive it depends on himself, but most of it is..."

Daochang Lianxi's eyes were dim: "Most of them are gone."

"The probability of a living person's rigidity is inherently low and low, the conditions are harsh, and he needs luck against the sky. He could survive it originally, not only because his long-cherished wish is deep and pure in mind, he has results in his body, and his ancestors left for him. With a deep blessing, now...Ah." Daoist Lianxi couldn't bear to continue.

Xie Chi: "We can only wait?"

Daoist Lianxi shook his head: "There is no other way, this is the destiny, and the destiny wants him to die."

Xie Chi: "Go **** destiny."

Xie Chi hated this kind of powerlessness that he could not decide anything, and hated words like extreme luck and destiny.

He did his best to save people, and didn't care about the ending.

If you have the ability, why not save it? It seems impossible to others, but for him it is just a matter of effort.

To tell the truth, he never paid too much attention to Yan Jing, and Yan Jing followed. Protecting the weak was just casual and easy, but he didn't expect Yan Jing to put so much trust and reliance on him in subtle ways. It made him feel sorry for his trust if he didn't save people.

Because Xie Chi has been relying on his elder brother, he knows how wonderful it feels to have someone to rely on. He doesn't want to let Yan Jing down. Even if he doesn't have to take the responsibility, he wants to be perfect, and he has paid back his dependence.

What's more, the smelly old man talked about his most hated destiny all day long.

Xie Chi sneered. If he **** believes in the destiny, can he come here?

"I don't believe in this evil. If I say you want to catch this person, you can catch it. Old man, do you have any way? Don't give me these useless things." Xie Chi sneered.

Daoist Lianxi shivered subconsciously, but when he woke up, he secretly wondered why he was always scared by a young man whose fur hadn't grown.

Daoist Lianxi thought hard, and finally said with a bitter face: "Really no, don't force me... he missed the last bit of luck. If it is bad, it is bad. Destiny is like this—"

He wanted to go on, receiving Xie Chi's icy gaze, he fell silent for an instant: "I...I won't say those two words."

He is too old and in bad shape to beat this person.

Lu Wen, who squatted by the side of the pit, suddenly said, "Master, come here!"

The Taoist Lianxi and Xie Chi who were talking on the side immediately passed by. In the dirt pit, the cracks on Yan Jing's face had spread to his neck, and the whole person's head was at risk of breaking.

Lu Wen looked at Taoist Lianxi with red eyes.

Dao Lianxi shook his head repeatedly, but couldn't bear to watch: "Don't look at me, I really can't help it."

Xie Chi's unspeakable irritability, everything that happened before him violated Xie Chi's long-held beliefs.

He felt that as long as people wanted to do one thing, they would be able to do it by any means, but the spreading cracks told him that it seemed that people would still be played by rules and luck.

He squatted down, his finger accidentally touching Yan Jing's arm.

Xie Chigang said, forget it, and plan to go to Zhao's house with Lu Wen, but the app suddenly rang in the next second.

Xie Chi glanced at random and was startled.

[Your strong will triggers the lucky buff. ]

Before Xie Chi could recover, Lu Wen pulled Xie Chi's sleeves in ecstasy and said, "Thank you brother! The crack is recovering!! Look at it!!"

Daoist Lianxi couldn't believe what he saw.

The almost fragmented blood man actually recovered visible to the naked eye. The long cracks gradually became smaller and then disappeared little by little. The boy's blood was absorbed in the process. In just a few minutes, Yan Jing's face was dry. It's clean, but there are more and more zombie hair lines.

Feeling that Yan Jing's momentum was climbing and leaping, Lianxi Dao Chang was shocked, quickly picked up the shovel on the side, and shoveled at the position of his hand.

In the next second, Yan Jing's hands covered with blue-green nails were revealed in front of the three of them.

Xie Chi's pupils shrank.

Daochang Lianxi took a few steps back abruptly, staring, panting, his chest rising and falling violently.

"It is! It is!" Taoist Lianxi was so excited that tears came out. He was over 70, and he actually saw a dead body. It was made by his own hands. He has done nothing in his life and can make it. It can be said to be dead without regret.

A miracle was unfolding before his eyes, and Lu Wen was so excited that he couldn't help himself: "Mirror, you are so awesome!"

...

[It’s not a blind man, it’s a big guy, I saw it, the guy just turned on his phone, but the guy is dead early.]

[Big guy is really a nobleman! ! I also want to have such a noble man in my life]

[Lucky buff? ? ]

[Wait, the newcomer who got the lucky item before? ? ]

[Will it be him? ? ]

[He is really a newcomer? ? Hasn't that newcomer just passed a film? ? ]

[I lost it! ! ! I am concerned! ! ! ]

[It turned out to be! ! For the first time in a horror movie, I saw that it was really stiff! ]

[You said this thing is better than that of Zhao's house? ]

[I don’t know yeah, the first time I saw you, I don’t have any idea about life stiff, it’s no good, I’m looking forward to it]

[The official can't stop the boss, it's too strong]

...

Xie Chi smiled, he won.

The buff he had devalued before was really useful.

Daoist Lianxi said that Yan Jing was almost lucky, and the buff just made up.

In the dirt pit, Yan Jing's eyelids began to twitch slightly, and Daoist Lianxi was ecstatic: "He is about to wake up!"

He looked at Xie Chi and urged loudly, "Hurry up and put the blood on his forehead!"

Xie Chi didn't hesitate much. He picked up Lu Wen's peach wood sword leaning on the stool and swiped his index finger lightly.

A slight tingling sensation spread, and the blood beaded up instantly, Xie Chi approached the dirt pit, leaned in and pressed the blood to the center of Yan Jing's brow.

In the next second, Yan Jing opened his eyes. In the black and white pupils, there was a dark and lifeless spirit lingering, and there was no half of humanity.

Taoist Lianxi's heart instantly lifted, for fear that Yan Jing's spiritual wisdom would be destroyed during the refining process and become a powerful killing corpse.

He had grasped his peach wood sword and gossip, ready to fight and die here, but Yan Jing in the dirt pit suddenly jumped up, shaking off the soil on his body, and jumped to Xie Chi, as if he was ready to hug him.

Xie Chi reacted quickly, and he pulled the stool to block him, saving himself from the smell of soil and the smell of boy blood.

Yan Jing had no choice but to pounce on Lu Wen. He seemed a little uncomfortable. He didn't control this pounding force and directly threw Lu Wen to the ground.

Lu Wen: "..."

Xie Chi helped his forehead, secretly thanking his wit, and lazily asked: "Can you see it?"

Yan Jing got up hurriedly and showed a terrible smile at Lu Wen, as if to express his apologies.

Lu Wen got up, sniffed himself, his expression stiff: "...it's okay."

Yan Jing looked at Xie Chi, as if trying to answer his question, but when he spoke, he made a strange sound.

"!￥@%￥……&a;!" Yan Jing was stunned for two seconds, and apparently realized that he was talking zombie language, with a frightened expression, too anxious, speaking faster, and tears in his eyes instantly.

Daoist Lianxi and Lu Wen looked at each other, and they both forgot that although the dead body was practiced by a living person, after being practiced, they belonged to the zombie and spoke zombie language.

The language is not fluent, although you can communicate by expressions, it is also very troublesome.

Lu Wen said bitterly, "Dao Master, what should I do..."

Taoist Lianxi: "I can't help it—"

Before he finished his words, he saw Xie Chi walk up to Yan Jing and raised his forehead: "Speak slowly. I can understand. If you speak soon, I won't understand."

Yan Jing was stunned for a few seconds, before turning to surprise in an instant.

Dao Long Lianxi's eyes widened.

Lu Wen was stunned, with a shocked expression on his face: "Didn't you say you only learned a few sentences to use?"

"There is a lot of time left after studying, so I'll learn more." Xie Chi passed over.

[Boss: I look so average]

[Boss: It's not that complicated, I only learned a few key sentences]

[The humility of the boss, we are really stupid]

Xie Chi and Yan Jing talked with each other for a while, Dao Master Lianxi and Lu Wen were dumbfounded.

Finally, Yan Jing stopped and stood aside expectantly.

Lu Wen and Taoist Lianxi rushed over: "What did he say?"

Xie Chi explained: "He first expressed his joy, gratitude, and excitement, and then told me how to control him; he said that he can't see, but his sense of smell is very sensitive, which can completely replace vision. We don't have to worry about him anymore. He said that he is not too afraid of light, but he still feels uncomfortable when exposed to light. Just wear a piece of clothing and even cover his face. He asked us to borrow a piece of clothing; he said that he feels very strong."

Xie Chi paused and said awkwardly: "If I didn't translate wrong, what he said should be that he thinks he is better than the Hulk."

Lu Wen: "..."

Xie Chi: "I just asked him, do you think you are better than the boss zombies with human souls. He said that he didn't know if he hadn't played before, but not necessarily weaker than him. Then he expressed his eagerness to try."

Xie Chi glanced at Yan Jing and asked if he was wrong.

Yan Jing nodded in satisfaction, his brother Xie was too strong.

Lu Wen glanced at Yan Jing, who was in ragged clothes and dirty, and simply took off his robe and stuffed him. Xie Chi is thin, and the robe given by the app is small. If Yan Jing covers his face, it will be long enough, but it will definitely be packed funny, and his own is more spacious.

Yan Jing began to speak zombie language again.

Xie Chi translated: "He said thank you, Brother Lu, and..."

Xie Chi’s expression was a little weird: "He said that his fangs just grew out, and they were very itchy, and they couldn’t bear it. He wanted to bite when he saw people. Can you rub your shoulders with your teeth? He won’t bite you."

Lu Wen was stunned, looking at Xie Chi with a look of impotence: "...Why don't you rub you?"

Xie Chi said, "He said he was afraid of hurting me because of your thick skin."

Lu Wen: "..."

Yan Jing didn't expect Xie Chi to translate it directly, and he jumped in a hurry, as if blushing, and used his eyes to blame Xie Chi for being kind.

Lu Wen sighed, and just about to admit his fate and go over to rub him, Xie Chi remembered Yue Xiuming, looked at Yan Jing, and smiled unclearly: "I'll find someone to rub your teeth. You can rub or bite. Don't kill it. ."