The dead soldier practiced very slowly and stiffly with one move. Wang Fo'er looked at it for a while and found that the dead ghost soldier gradually emitted a faint blue light. As the soldiers who had died once during the day made every move, there was a ghostly spirit under the stars at night.

Thinking of the poet Du Fu's crying blood-written saying "The beacon fire shines on the night corpses", the cold air behind Wang Foer was endless, and his scalp exploded.

Somehow it was dawn. Wang Foer thought that according to the Chinese tradition in his memory, these zombie-scammers should be afraid of the sun when they saw the sun, so he found a coffin board to sleep. He also took the opportunity to run away.

However, the sun was hanging high in the sky, and the blacksmith and the soldiers of the chaotic army were not discouraged. One had already walked the circle well and there was no obstacle in the front. The other had already practiced a set of boxing techniques over and over again a hundred times, and Wang Foer had memorized it.

"If this continues, it's not a solution?"

After squatting all night, Wang Fo'er was exhausted after being squatted with cold wind. While the blacksmith had just passed by, he slowly jumped to the ground, just as he wanted to avoid the two zombies and take refuge outside the village. After walking a few steps, he kicked something on his feet. He picked it up and looked familiar. It was the bronze ring in the blacksmith's hand. It fell here at some point.

"I don't know what this thing is for?"

Wang Foer remembered that yesterday he heard the soldier shouting "The corpse-fucking copper ring". He didn't realize that he had some thoughts, and he just turned around and stuffed them into his arms.

When he was bypassing several houses and about to find the village, he saw the sword that was shaken by a blacksmith at the entrance of the village. He smiled bitterly, picked it up, and thought to himself: "Now I am a five or six-year-old child, and I can't even hold the knife!"

Wang Foer pondered the history textbooks he had learned, but he did not find an era that was somewhat similar to this chaotic era. This saber with strong physical evidence is one meter and two or three long, and the knife was cleansed. Although he had cut many heads, there were only two or three gaps as big as soybeans. The quality of steel is excellent, which is not available in ancient and modern times, both in China and abroad.

As the side shows, the living person can see three heads...

Wang Fo'er glanced at the sword face, first laughed foolishly, and then immediately blood cloted all over his body. He looked back and saw that the dead blacksmith and the soldiers of the chaos were standing not far away, and four lifeless eyes were staring at him.

"Mom Ya!"

Wang Fo'er screamed and ran wildly, touching her back! With a sound, the two zombies immediately followed.

"Why are this thing still interested in living people? I'm still too small, you can't eat much..."

Wang Foer was short and short, and his strength was not good. After running for more than ten miles, he heard the sound of footsteps still slow behind him. He suddenly remembered something and took out the bronze ring from his arms and threw it out.

"If you are doing this, hurry up and grab it, don't catch me!"

After the bronze ring was thrown out, Wang Foer could not hear the footsteps behind him. After running a hundred meters, he dared to look back and find that the blacksmith's body had somehow turned around again, while the soldier of the chaos fisted in a straightforward manner.

"Bronze rings of corpse fucking! Could that thing be used to manipulate corpses?"

Wang Fo'er gasped for a while, then he realized that the blacksmith and the soldiers of the chaos were obviously dead and there was no breath left. It must be related to the bronze ring that could still move like this.

After waiting for a while, Wang Foer finally couldn't help but be curious. Even though he ran away for life just now, he didn't have the "record" of being caught up with, and he also gained more confidence.

"At worst, I can throw it away and run away, and they don't come to chase me."

Thinking of this, Wang Foer waved the sword slightly taller than him, but he didn't do it well, so he carried it on his shoulders and slowly touched it back. He found that the blacksmith and the soldiers of the chaos ignored him. Then he took advantage of his courage to pick up the bronze ring again.

The bronze ring was shiny and there was a faint bloodshot flowing slowly on it. Wang Foer looked at it for a while but couldn't figure out what magic it had. As soon as this thing entered his hand, the blacksmith and the soldiers of the chaos stopped and stood still. Wang Foer confirmed his thoughts.

"Since this thing is called the copper ring of corpse-keeping, it must be used to control these two corpse soldiers."

After discovering that there was no other abnormal movement between the blacksmith and the soldiers of the chaos, Wang Foer then felt at ease to check the ancient copper ring. He was originally a brave man, otherwise he would not have challenged the group of robbers. Now there are two zombies who are censoring each other, so he is not afraid.

After looking over and over for a long time, Wang Fo'er vaguely discovered that there were two blood stains on the bronze ring, which seemed to be different. He reached out and touched it, and suddenly felt a sudden realization, and his mind moved. The dead soldier of the rioter took a step back, held his hands on his back, punched the air hard, making a sound.

"ah!"

Shocked by the actions of the rioter soldier, Wang Foer suddenly bounced up and ran for more than ten meters before he realized that he was just a false alarm. This time, the two zombies did not catch up with Yu Wang at all.

"How could this world be so weird?"

After falling to the ground, Wang Foer's heart was broken. Although he felt something was wrong, he was not sure until this moment. The corpse transformation of the blacksmith and the soldiers of the chaos army just now was not a strange phenomenon that had not been discovered in science, but a real and mysterious magic.

"What kind of ghost world did I come to? How could such an unlucky thing happen... My greatest hope now is... The beauty in this world must not be as ugly as the harem of the Qing Dynasty..."

A feeling of sadness came from it, which made Wang Foer endure tears for many days, flowing in a sensation.

In the original world, as a college student at the Art Academy, he lived a very ordinary life, but compared to the extraordinary and chaotic times now, Wang Foer remembered the life of seeing beautiful women on the street at any time, and immediately felt how wonderful it was.
Chapter completed!