Chapter 25 Agreed
The zombies had been eliminated, and it was getting late, so the mayor Ren Tianxing and the older gentry went back to rest, while Afeng, the captain of the town hall, stayed behind to clean up the mess with Zhang Chu.

An iron corpse and seven black zombies attacked the town. Even though Zhang Chu was there, five or six townspeople had their blood sucked dry, including two members of the town office.

Afeng ordered his men to collect all the corpses, place them on top of the firewood, and burn them directly.

"A Feng,"

Zhang Chu stood in front of the fire and said, "I'll leave the rest to you. I need to take a rest!"

"Master, go by yourself!"

Afeng was very respectful to Zhang Chu at this time. With Zhang Chu around, even if the town encountered zombies again in the future, he would have someone to rely on.

Not long after, Zhang Chu had walked into the room prepared by Afeng. He did not rush to rest, but sat cross-legged directly.

When he was eliminating the zombies before, his magic power was almost exhausted, so he had to restore his magic power first.

The technique started to work, and the magic power that Zhang Chu had consumed was slowly recovering.

The cock crowed three times, and the east was already bright. His magic power had been mostly recovered, and he took out the Corpse King Banner from his arms.

Looking at the Corpse King Banner which was slightly changing, Zhang Chu fell into deep thought.

But he never knew that the Corpse King Banner could devour the flesh and blood of the Iron Corpse. He only knew that the Corpse King Banner could absorb corpse qi, death qi, resentment, and yin qi.

After a careful inspection, he found that the Corpse King Banner became even tighter after absorbing the Iron Corpse.

There were some gaps on the Corpse King Banner that he had woven before, but now there is no trace of them at all, as if they were filled with the flesh and blood of the Iron Corpse.

He silently circulated the magic power he had just recovered and began to refine the Corpse King Banner in his hand.

A naturally formed iron corpse would take decades to form.

The Corpse King Banner has absorbed corpse qi for decades. It would take a long time for it to digest it on its own.

Now, with Zhang Chu's magic power as its backing, the Corpse King Banner was quickly digesting the iron corpse's corpse qi and flesh and blood that it had previously absorbed.

As the iron corpse's qi and flesh were quickly digested, Zhang Chu vaguely felt the embryonic form of a space in the Corpse King's Banner.

Feeling this, Zhang Chu's face suddenly lit up with joy, "It's done!"

At this time, the Corpse King Banner can already accommodate zombies and drive zombies.

If we persist, one person can become an army. It will no longer be just words but will become a reality.

He joyfully held the Corpse King Banner in his hand, silently pondering the changes in it. It seemed that to form the space inside the banner, more than just corpse qi and death qi was needed. It seemed that the sacrifice of zombies was also needed.

Moreover, ordinary black zombies should be of little use, and the lowest level of iron zombies must be used.

Iron Corpse, a zombie of this level, is extremely rare even in the zombie world, let alone the Liancheng world.

I'm afraid that in the Liancheng world, there are only twenty or thirty people who can be sacrificed and refined into iron corpses, and they are all the top masters in the Liancheng world.

People of Ling Tui Si and Wan Zhen Shan's level are probably not qualified.

Without thinking about it anymore, Zhang Chu continued to refine the Corpse King Banner in his hand. The most important thing now was not to sacrifice the zombies, but to make the Corpse King Banner take shape first.

When the warm sunlight poured into the room through the window, under the cleansing of Zhang Chu's magic power, the Corpse King Banner finally digested all the corpse gas.

Under his perception, the outline of the space inside the banner became increasingly clear.

I think if I can devour another naturally formed iron corpse, the space inside the banner will be completely formed.

However, even if you can't find the naturally formed iron corpse, there is no need to worry. There is still a lot of corpse qi accumulated in the mass grave in the north of the town over the past decade.

As long as it can be swallowed up completely, I think it's about the same.

"Dang! Dang! Dang!"

"Master, are you up?"

Following a crisp knock on the door, the town hall team members' awed voices rang out, "Mayor Ren is here!"

"Come on, come on!"

Zhang Chu put away the Corpse King Banner, opened the door, and saw a member of the town office standing there respectfully.

"Master,"

The team member introduced as he walked, "Chief Ren and several other gentry have arrived. The captain is greeting them. They are all here to pay their respects to you, Taoist priest!"

There was no lack of envy in his tone.

For the members of the town hall, Mayor Ren and the gentry in the town are the gods of the town, and Captain Afeng is just a puppet. They can be disrespectful to Afeng, or even sneaky, but they dare not do that to the mayor.

Any local squire could take their lives.

How could he not be envious of Zhang Chu for being treated like this by the mayor and the local gentry?

"Hello, Taoist Priest,"

As soon as they walked into the reception room of the town hall, Ren Tianxing and others who were originally sitting saw Zhang Chu coming and immediately stood up, "Thank you, Taoist priest, for your generosity!"

"If it weren't for the Taoist priest, I'm afraid we would all be dead!"

"What are you talking about, Mayor Ren?"

Zhang Chu also performed a Taoist etiquette, "Killing demons and eliminating evil is the duty of a Taoist, why should I thank you?"

"Uncle,"

After Zhang Chu and the others sat down, A Feng spoke impatiently, "I told you, the Taoist priest is my good brother, he doesn't care about these things."

"A Feng,"

Ren Tianxing glared at Ah Feng, "Stop talking nonsense!"

He knew very well that it was not easy to owe a favor to a person like Zhang Chu, and he might even have to pay with his life.

"Master Changsheng, isn't it inconvenient for you to live in the mountains?"

Ren Tianxing sat on the armchair, "After I learned about the situation from Afeng,

As he spoke, he looked at Zhang Chu's expression and said, "I discussed it with a few gentry, how about building a Taoist temple for you in the town?"

"Build a Taoist temple?"

After hearing this, Zhang Chu pondered for a moment and shook his head, "Forget about building a Taoist temple!"

"I am here to accumulate good karma,"

Seeing the unchanged expressions of Ren Tianxing and several other gentry, "It's better to build a charity cemetery than a Taoist temple!"

"Nowadays, during the war, people are living in misery, and there are dead bodies everywhere!"

"Building a charity cemetery can not only gather those travelers who died in a foreign land, but also prevent those who died unjustly from turning into evil spirits and harming the town!"

"I wonder what you guys think?"

"Ren agreed!"

After hearing Zhang Chu's words, Ren Tianxing seemed relieved and immediately agreed.

He and several local gentry were already prepared to shed huge sums, but they did not expect that Zhang Chu was only planning to build a charity cemetery.

No matter how you calculate it, building a Yizhuang is much cheaper than building a Taoist temple.

In fact, no matter how much Zhang Chu asked for, Ren Tianxing and the others would not dare to refuse.

If this evil way really cannot satisfy him, then those zombies are just the beginning.

He didn't believe that Zhang Chu didn't have the method to control zombies.

However, as Zhang Chu said, building a charity cemetery is a good thing for the town nowadays. It can not only accumulate good karma, but also calm people's hearts.

With such a powerful Taoist priest in charge, at least there is no need to worry about any evil spirits endangering the peace of the town.

"Master,"

Ren Tianxing hesitated for a moment, "I wonder where the charity cemetery will be located?"

"Just build it next to the mass grave!"

Zhang Chu said casually, "With me suppressing it, even if there are some evil spirits there, they won't be able to cause any big trouble!"

"Very good, very good!"

After these words were spoken, not only Ren Tianxing was satisfied, but even the gentry were quite satisfied.

Places that can become mass graves are all wastelands and are worthless!

(End of this chapter)