"Master Qingxu, you don't need to comfort me anymore, no matter whether they should die or not, they are already dead anyway.

I have figured it out that I am a zombie and an evil thing. An inappropriate monster like me can only wander between justice and evil. If I am good, I will benefit the world. If I am evil, I will be full of corpses!

I am a dead person, and God gave me a chance to do it again, so I can't live a nervous life."

At this moment, Lin Cheng felt his mood suddenly clear. Before, he was so upset that he felt that he was killing innocent people indiscriminately and was still very selfish.

Now, he no longer feels like this. He is a zombie, and there is no indiscriminate killing innocent people, and these people deserve to die.

Not to mention what they did before, they threatened their lives and their parents just now. It is better not to live without being afraid of one's head and one's head and one's head and one's head and one's head and one's head and one's head and one's head and one's head and one's head and one's head and head to one's head and head to one's head and head to one's head and head to one's head and head to another.

If you kill a few people, you will be under psychological pressure, and you may even kill more people in the future.

These are actually all sequelae after killing people. Lin Cheng is fine. If it were an ordinary person, he would probably not be able to sleep well at night.

"It's not that they should comfort you, they deserve to die. They have deceived many people and harmed many good girls.

You can think about it as much as you can. I'm afraid you won't think about it, and who will deal with you at that time..."

Thinking of Lin Cheng not afraid of talisman paper and spells, he felt very terrifying. If such a monster exists, if he goes astray and goes astray, how many people will die at that time?

He dared not think of it, nor could he think of it.

"Haha, if I am possessed, there will naturally be someone to deal with me."

Lin Cheng grinned. What Ling Yunzi said at that time was vivid in his mind and was deeply imprinted in his heart.

He doesn't ask him to be a good person, but he wants him not to do bad things. If he dares to do bad things, he will solve Lin Cheng himself.

Lin Cheng was not so arrogant that he thought he was his master Ling Yunzi's opponent. His abilities were taught by others, and even this human body was given by Ling Yunzi.

He wouldn't do anything that would be harmful to the world.

However, this sentence made Master Qingxu stunned, with a meaningful and thoughtful look in his eyes.

Seeing the appearance of Taoist Master Qingxu, Lin Cheng quickly spoke, "Your apprentice is fine, are you?"

Lin Cheng has a good impression of Taoist Qingxu. Although he is not very capable, he is easy-going. The most important thing is to rely on his own abilities to become a second-grade mage. Lin Cheng admires him so much that he admires him.

It is not as simple as in novels and movies that you want to practice magic and become a mage. It is very difficult to explore by yourself.

It requires a smart mind, extraordinary perseverance, and talent, and it is indispensable.

If someone teaches, Taoist Master Qingxu may have been a fourth-grade mage or even a fifth-grade mage.

To reach the level of a fourth-grade mage, it is a qualitative flyby, with physical attacks, which is very powerful.

"It's no longer a problem." Taoist Qingxu looked at Lin Cheng with a grateful face.

If Lin Cheng hadn't taken action at that time, his disciple would have been dead. The more he thought about Lin Cheng's acupuncture method, the more shocked Taoist Master Qingxu thought about it.

It was obviously a fatal hole, but it was absolutely dead, but it was not dead. It also allowed the corpse poison to flow out of the body, which really made Taoist Master Qingxu admire.

"It's fine, let's go, don't come here in the future."

Lin Cheng looked at Taoist Qingxu and said, then took Su Zheyi and left directly.

After leaving the processing factory with Taoist Master Qingxu, he took Su Zheyi back to No. 1 Middle School and walked home alone.

The zombie matter has been controlled. As for the person bitten, I believe the police will handle it well, and he is no longer a problem.

He didn't want to go to school in the afternoon. He had already reviewed all the textbooks for the third year of high school. The teachers at school didn't teach them, they were all reviewing, and it didn't matter whether they went or not.

It’s better to go home to draw talismans and practice. When thinking of drawing talismans, Lin Cheng suddenly remembered that he didn’t have much yellow paper anymore.

After thinking about it, I walked straight to the nearest coffin shop.

He remembered that there was a family at the three-way intersection in front. When he was young, he was ignorant and often went outside his shop with a group of friends to make trouble, throw stones, and scold them.

As for those friends, those who transferred to school, those who dropped out of school, the past can only be recalled in their minds.

Once they broke the coffin of someone else, and the boss chased him for several streets, and they also compensated the boss for hundreds of dollars.

Now when I think about it, Lin Cheng finds it funny. He was also quite naughty when he was a child, but later he was often bullied and his personality became cowardly.

If it weren't for turning into a zombie, Lin Cheng would have to wander around the bottom of society in his life, taking a nine-to-five shift.

When he arrived at the door of the coffin shop, a middle-aged man hung a white lantern with a ladder.

The billboard on the coffin shop also had white flowers hanging, and it was obvious that there was a funeral at home.

"Boss, do you have yellow paper here for sale?"

Lin Cheng looked at the middle-aged man and said lightly.

Middle-aged man turned around and glanced at Lin Cheng.

Next second.

Lin Cheng frowned, the middle-aged Yin Tang turned black, and the top of his head was bloody, and there was obviously a bloody disaster.

Looking at the coffin shop, there is a faint yin energy, which gives people a feeling of gust of wind even during the day.

"Wait, I'll go and have a look."

Then, the middle-aged man hung a white lantern and said lightly.

When he entered the coffin shop, middle-aged man flipped through it but couldn't find it.

"Sorry, there seems to be no yellow paper, but we have rich paper, which is cheaper than outside. Do you think it's OK?"

Middle-aged man walked to Lin Cheng with apologetic expression on his face.

"You're here, right? I remember that the boss has always been an old man, where are others?"

Lin Cheng half-squinted his eyes. He had already seen the yellow paper, and it was on the shelf next to him, with a lot of them.

Middle-aged people are obviously not familiar with the layout of the coffin shop, so they definitely came here.

"That's my dad. He passed away yesterday, and I only took over the coffin shop yesterday."

Speaking of this, a hint of reluctance appeared on the middle-aged face, and there was a deep sadness and complaint, and his expression was very complicated.

Lin Cheng ignored so much, stretched out his right hand and pointed at the yellow paper and said, "Isn't that just yellow paper? Get me two bundles."

There are about a hundred pieces of yellow paper in a bundle, and two bundles are almost enough.

"Hey, look at my eyes, and I'll give it to you."

As he said that, middle-aged man took down the yellow paper and two bundles of twenty yuan.

After paying the money, Lin Cheng was about to leave, but accidentally saw the coffin shop inside. The door of the inner room was not closed, and a blood-red coffin inside was tightly covered.

The smell of evil is everywhere, and the yin energy in the coffin shop should come out of the coffin.

Lin Cheng looked at the middle-aged man deeply, and then said, "Be careful recently, the disaster is coming!"

If he was not mistaken, there was an old man and a middle-aged father in the coffin.

It seems that the first seven soul-returning nights are about to pay for their lives, and these things have nothing to do with Lin Cheng. He has kindly reminded him and is not prepared to meddle in other people's business.

"How do you little brat say it! Get out, get out quickly!"

Seeing Lin Cheng cursing him, the middle-aged man immediately pulled his face down and scolded Lin Cheng with anger on his face.
Chapter completed!