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Chapter 392 Believers

"Sure enough, did you not respond this time?"

She sighed secretly, and she actually heard the whispers of the villagers behind her, but she did not hold a grudge.

In fact, the ceremony is almost over now, but there is still no response, as if the immortals didn't notice this at all.

This means that these poor people can only leave their hometowns and go to other places. Unless at this time, some expert suddenly passes here and subdues the zombie...

But the possibility of such wilderness ridges is too low.

"Maybe it should be over here..."

Her dance movements gradually slowed down, and she seemed to be doing some regular finishing movements.

However, at this moment, a sound that could not be heard clearly by men and women, but unexpectedly familiar suddenly appeared in her ears, making her whole body tremble, and a surprise color appeared on her face.

"What is the reason why mortals call on this immortal?"

There was an invisible majesty in the language, which made her subconsciously feel awe.

"Immortal! You are finally here!" She did not dare to neglect and responded quickly, "It is a crime to disturb the Immortal Lord this time, but the mortals here are threatened by a demon..."

She quickly explained the story briefly, and made Du Bai roughly understand the reason why the other party asked for God.

"Zombies?"

This thing is actually quite rare, especially zombies like her who already have the initial wisdom to seek profit and avoid harm, and there are not many in the ghost town.

This also made Du Bai more interested, and he planned to take a closer look at the specific situation.

But just as he looked carefully from God's perspective, when he swept over the villagers kneeling on the ground, his face changed slightly and his eyes were filled with surprise.

I saw that these villagers actually had zombies with corpse gas unique to zombies!

"What's going on?!"

He couldn't help but think carefully.

Could it be that these villagers are hidden zombies, and even there is only a woman in the whole village who is a normal person?!

However, he quickly denied this speculation. After all, most of the villagers were angry, not those pure corpses.

"So, there is another possibility..."

He raised his eyebrows and thought of another equally weird guess.

"It is possible unless the zombie has been in close contact with them and has had in-depth communication with everyone here... In this way, there is only one possibility."

He wanted to tell the woman the possible clues about the zombie directly, but after thinking about it, he decided to try a new way.

"Let your mind go, let this immortal descend on you to search for clues to the zombie!" he prompted.

He has never experienced what it feels like to control someone else's body by dropping a spell out of thin air. Now he has an unexpected chance, so he can try it.

"yes!"

However, his proposal made the woman even more overjoyed. After all, like before, immortals have never liked to do it themselves. Now if the immortals can be invited to take action, then this zombie will definitely die!

As the woman in front of her relaxed her mind, Du Bai tried to start manipulating her body through this light spot.

This feeling is a bit strange. For Du Bai, who has experienced modern life, it seems like he is playing a 100% simulation game. He can use his mind to control the movement of the characters inside, or he can use the other party's hands to display his skills.

Of course, after experiencing it, it was actually even more so. If he wanted to, he could also descend to the other party's body from a first-person perspective, or even completely seize control, or even transform this body to facilitate his arrival...

"No wonder the old monk could completely change Thirteenth Aunt through this operation..." Du Bai couldn't help but take a breath. This kind of immortal method was indeed incredible. And if the other party did not take the initiative to use it, outsiders would probably not be able to notice something strange, just like Thirteenth Aunt.

And these believers may not be completely unaware of it, and may even be very clear that their life and death are in the thoughts of the coming ones.

However, because the too decent name of "Immortal" deceived their eyes, he willingly handed over his life to the hands of a devil without knowing it.

This kind of complete trust practice is right or wrong. Du Bai is not easy to judge, and he doesn't know how many such poor believers the old monk had killed before. The only thing that is thankful is that the "immortals" they are now encountering are themselves, at least they will not regard them as chess pieces that can be abandoned at any time, nor will they deprive their lives at will.

At this time, out of the careful consideration of the first operation, Du Bai did not rashly choose to come from the first perspective. After all, what if he doesn’t come back or has sequelae?

He chose another safer way.

That is to pass on one's own power through this special spatial transmission channel to this believer who prays to him.

This kind of air transmission is somewhat similar to the way between his clone, Nightmare Dragon King and his own body, but in fact, the nature is different.

After all, the palms and backs of my hands are all flesh, and there is no distinction between high and low. The two live equally and peacefully, and there is no hidden danger to strength. They can borrow as long as you use, but don’t need to return it.

A prayer like this is similar to a kind of charity, which is similar to asking gods and Buddhas in temples, seeking wealth or cultural fortune. Giving more or giving less or giving completely harmless power, or deliberately leaving some small means to hide in the other party's body, they are controlled by themselves at will, and the person who is given will not notice it at all.

Compared with the former, the risk is obviously great.

Fortunately, Du Bai is on the side of giving, so he doesn’t have to worry about hidden dangers. Therefore, his initiative has become higher.

He thought about it, and after carefully observing the landform from this special perspective, he said to the believer who asked for help: "The zombie is indeed hiding in the village. This immortal agrees to give you the power to destroy this zombie that harms people!"

"Thank you, Immortal Lord!"

The woman was still a little disappointed when she heard that the immortal did not want to do it herself, but this was an excellent result, so she said gratefully.

As for the power given, it is simple. The former master, the old monk, pretended to be a fool because he stole a little fairy energy. He has now been recognized by the little fairy as the real master and has completely inherited this thing, so he simply continued to use the fairy energy.

But after thinking about it, Du Bai had a new idea.

"If you deal with things full of evil spirits like zombies and evil ghosts, maybe righteousness will be more useful... Why not try to use righteousness?"

Instead of calling the fairy energy, he tried to transmit his righteous energy along this light spot.

Fortunately, it seems that it has been sent!
Chapter completed!
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