jdhmnovel Chapter 372: Suicide
Chapter 372: Suicide
It's such a pity that the damn mosaic arrived as promised, and the scenes that shouldn't be seen can't be seen at all.
within the screen.
Zhu Jiu was taken back to a cave by Gu Yixiao.
There are signs of life in the cave, this should be where she has settled recently.
Gu Yixiao said to the cave entrance: "Father, Mother, please keep watch at night."
After he finished speaking, the male corpse who had been following Gu Yixiao stood silently at the entrance of the cave, holding a crescent-shaped sword. His eyes were completely black.
The so-called "mother" did not appear, but Zhu Jiu could naturally notice a hidden figure of a female corpse with white eyes beside the male corpse. In fact, she had been following behind.
Holding a silver crescent scimitar, he lies dormant like a ghost in the night.
She was very beautiful, and most importantly, Gu Yixiao's face was extremely similar to hers!
Xingjun was a little shocked: "They can't really be mother and daughter, right? Is that male corpse her father?"
He thought it was just a title at first!
What kind of good person would herd the corpses of his own parents?
Zhu Jiu counted the cause and effect with his fingers and said with certainty: "Yes, that's right, a family of three."
After a pause, she probed into the two bodies with her spiritual sense, observed them, and said, "There are no fatal injuries on the surface of the two bodies, but there are signs of corrosion in the stomach. Judging from the remaining traces of the tree crown, it should be the Seven-Step Heart-breaking Powder."
It is a deadly poison to monks, and when they die, they will feel their internal organs burning and die in burning pain.
The two died of poisoning and then became Gu Yixiao's corpses.
The existence of corpse shepherds is actually the exploration of alternative ways of cultivation by cultivators with poor talents. They may be afraid of fighting, have very poor spiritual roots, or have poor comprehension...
The corpse becomes their prosthesis.
"Gu Yixiao is eighty years old, and has the foundation-building cultivation level. However, the corpse generals he controls are at the Spiritual Transformation level, which is a huge advantage over the entire group of corpse herders."
“If the two corpses join forces, their strength will be no weaker than the true disciples of the eight major sects.” Zhu Jiu said.
Genius, madman, and pervert, these three types of people are often terrifyingly strong.
Gu Yixiao's relationship with his parents is the third type.
Abnormality will bring more powerful strength, as can be seen from the fact that the monks of the Corpse Refining Sect are generally stronger than the Corpse Herders.
Xingjun took a breath and speculated: "Could it be that Gu Yixiao killed his parents and then refined them into a corpse general?"
For Gu Yixiao, only a corpse puppet created by killing his father and mother could be so strong, because the basic strength of a corpse puppet is often positively correlated with strong emotions such as resentment and hatred before death.
Zhu Jiu touched his chin, thought for a moment and said, "No, they committed suicide."
Xingjun: “!?”
Xingjun was once a world consciousness, but he had no parents, so he really didn’t understand anything. Even if he had parents, he wouldn’t understand anything.
"To control corpses across three realms, at least some magic formula must be used. But judging from their brief battle with the hyenas just now, they naturally obeyed her orders. The fit is so smooth. The only possibility is that the corpses were willing to sacrifice themselves before they died."
Zhu Jiu looked very strange. "In other words, the most extreme emotions when they died were obsession, expectation and love."
Xingjun: “……?”
He also didn't understand why the CPU burned out.
He opened his mouth but was speechless. After a moment of silence, he said, "What? Whose child would like this kind of love? It's crazy!"
Zhu Jiu made a "tsk" sound and floated in the air with his hands in his pockets, "Who knows."
At the same time, Gu Yixiao took out two pitch-black coffins from the storage ring. One of them was sealed inside and could be more appropriately described as a culture tank, as it was filled with clear pink liquid.
A strong smell of bones wafted out. Needless to say, this was the trough for soaking corpses.
The other coffin was empty. It should have been used by Gu Yixiao to sleep, because there was a pink soft pillow and a printed quilt inside.
Zhu Jiu: “…”
These days are too weird and not nourishing enough.
Xingjun exclaimed, "This storage ring looks unusual. Gu Yixiao seems to have some background."
"That's about right." Zhu Jiu said dimly, "People from grassroots backgrounds can't afford prosthetic limbs."
At least there needs to be some initial financial support.
While the two were talking, Gu Yixiao stripped off Zhu Jiu's clothes and put her "corpse" into the liquid.
Xingjun gloated: "How does it feel?"
Zhu Jiu: “…”
It's a very novel experience.
Perhaps because there was really no need to repair Zhu Jiu's body, Gu Yixiao quickly fished her out and laid her flat on the covered coffin.
She took out a clean cotton cloth and carefully wiped off the medicine on Zhu Jiu's body bit by bit.
The more Xingjun looked at it, the weirder it became. "Can't she perform a body cleansing spell?"
Zhu Jiu: "This is called piety towards a corpse. Didn't you see she washed her hands and burned incense beforehand?"
Soon, under the gaze of the two, Gu Yixiao took out various medicinal powders, potions, paints, brushes and other spiritual objects and painted on Zhu Jiu's face.
Generally speaking, this is the step of applying makeup to a corpse, but now it is actually changing Zhu Jiu's appearance.
"It's useless. A cultivator's spiritual sense will know everything with just a glance." Xingjun muttered.
Soon, after Zhu Jiu was painted more beautifully by her, Gu Yixiao took out a green evil ghost mask and put it on Zhu Jiu's face.
The delicate body and the ghost face are extremely shocking, with a kind of weird and evil beauty that does not belong to the world of the living.
Gu Yixiao really understands the aesthetics of underworld art.
Zhu Jiu discovered the peculiarity of the mask. "It is actually a heavenly spiritual weapon that conceals one's appearance. It is barely enough for those below the Void Refining Stage. No wonder this girl dared to bring me back."
Gu Yixiao was very satisfied when he saw Zhu Jiu's look.
She frowned and said to herself, "From now on, you are my third family member. Father is father, mother is mother. Now that you are a newborn, I shouldn't call you Zhu Jiu. What should I call you?"
Gu Yixiao recalled the amazing feeling she had when she dug out Zhu Jiu from the soil, and an idea flashed through her mind, "I understand, your name is Epiphyllum!"
Xingjun laughed: "Epiphyllum? Hahaha, that's pretty good, better than you."
Zhu Jiu didn't feel anything, thinking what was so good about this name, if she was named Cui...
"If it were you, you would definitely name it Cuihua." Xingjun saw through everything and said in a deep voice, "The main point is that vulgarity to the extreme is the trend."
Zhu Jiu: “…”
Is she so predictable?
How can Cuihua be vulgar? Cui represents color and Hua represents fragrance. It has all the characteristics of color, fragrance and taste, and is obviously very artistic.
Gu Yixiao paced a few steps excitedly as if he had found a piece of art he loved. Then he took out a paintbrush, dipped it in green paint, and started painting near Zhu Jiu's neck and collarbone.
Zhu Jiu: "What is she doing?"
Soon, a beautiful white night-blooming cereus slowly bloomed on Zhu Jiu's neck. After she put on the plain white clothes that Gu Yixiao took out, the flower seemed to grow out from the right side of her collar, swaying gracefully.
Even more ghostly.
Xingjun gave a thumbs up in amazement: "Very beautiful!"
"That's great. You're the brightest one standing in the crowd." Zhu Jiu said speechlessly.
Artist Gu Yixiao began to busy herself with establishing a control relationship with Zhu Jiu. In fact, she did not expect Zhu Jiu to help her fight against the enemy, because Zhu Jiu's cultivation level was only Jindan stage when he "died".
It is considered good for other people, but Gu Yixiao has parents in the Spirit Transformation Stage, so he does not need Zhu Jiu.
"My father and mother love me and they will protect me."
"Epiphyllum, you will be my best friend."
Gu Yixiao smiled slowly, his face with sharp lines was dazzling, completely different from the decadent and gloomy temperament when he was not smiling.
Zhu Jiu exhaled and said, "No wonder she is called Gu Yixiao, her smile is so charming."
That night, Gu Yixiao slept soundly in the coffin and had no dreams.
Because her parents and friends are all around her, it's a perfect life.
Life is like this, what else can she ask for!
……
The next morning, Gu Yixiao opened the coffin lid and climbed out, not fully refreshed, and greeted Zhu Jiu's "corpse", "Good morning, father, mother, and Epiphyllum."
"Good morning." Zhu Jiu replied enthusiastically as he swung back and forth on the top of the cave.
Gu Yixiao had no idea. She packed up everything today and took the three corpses to the Jiling Imperial Capital.
The group of four was quite eye-catching even in the bizarre world of cultivation, and they attracted a lot of attention when they walked outside.
The imperial capital is heavily guarded, with a dark-faced master in charge. For some reason, this man is standing in person at the city gate to inspect the situation today.
As soon as he arrived at the city gate, Gu Yixiao was stopped by the city defense troops because they suspected that Gu Yixiao was an evil cultivator.
After all, the Corpse Refining Sect and the Corpse Herders are too similar.
Besides, the female corpse puppet looked so much like its master! What a matricide-killing evil cultivator from the Corpse Refining Sect!
The black-faced city guard looked up and down at Gu Yixiao's figure and appearance in a teasing manner, then narrowed his eyes and looked at Zhu Jiu in an obscene manner. His voice sounded a bit like a duck, which was uncomfortable to hear.
"Not an evil cultivator? Then tell me, what's the situation with the two female corpses behind you?"
Gu Yixiao must have been accustomed to being questioned, and tried to produce evidence and explain peacefully, but the black-faced city guard saw a stream of light appearing in the sky at this time.
His expression changed, and he stopped listening. He said hurriedly and coldly, "Whether it is an evil cultivator or not is not up to you to decide. Wait until the higher-ups check it out before deciding!"
As he spoke, his palm turned into a claw, and his cultivation in the Spirit Transformation Stage exploded. He grabbed Gu Yixiao's shoulder, wanting to take her down in an instant.
After all, Gu Yixiao's cultivation was only at the foundation-building stage. He believed that the other party had no room for resistance. Even if there was a corpse of a close relative with him, it would not have reached the Nascent Soul stage.
But he miscalculated. Gu Yixiao was originally relatively calm, but when he heard that his parents and friends were going to be imprisoned separately, his face suddenly turned cold.
Some people, because they don’t have parents or friends themselves, want to take away others’ things. They don’t allow the word separation to appear in their perfect life!
All those who have evil intentions will be killed!
"Father" and "Mother" were originally silent wooden stakes with their eyes closed, but when they felt Gu Yixiao's command, they suddenly looked up and opened their eyes.
The completely white and completely black eyes, as well as the same level of spiritual cultivation, immediately made everyone look horrified.
The black-faced master's face became even darker. He realized that he had made a mistake. He originally just wanted to tease the woman, but he didn't expect that the two corpse generals were hiding so deeply!
It’s not his fault. When the corpse general didn’t take action, he was just a moving corpse. Who knows what his cultivation level is.