After crossing over, he has no taboos among the zombies.

Bayala is the elite among the elite of the eight tribes of the Di Lu army, and each of them has cultivated internal strength.

In Feiyu Guard, they are all officers such as general flags and centurions. They are more brave and have more combat experience. Their fighting power is unparalleled in the world.

The four Bayala warriors gave a total of one book on "The Art of Listening to the Wind and Determining Positions", one book on "The Art of Moving Shape", one softening pill and one golden wound pill.

The most familiar one among them is the Jinchuang Pill, which can bring the dead back to life. Two of these pills thrown into a well can cure the sores of tens of thousands of people. It goes without saying how magical the medicinal power is.

I ran out of it last time, so I just had this to make up for it.

The art of listening to the wind and determining the position: after learning this art, the sound of the wind within a hundred steps will be able to be detected by you.

Teleportation: After learning this technique, you can switch places with anyone within a hundred steps.

Both skills are pretty good.

The art of listening to the wind and determining the position is very practical. Combined with the super hearing, the area within a hundred steps is simply the legendary spiritual realm, and everything is under control.

Teleportation can be used as a combat skill, allowing you to exchange positions with anyone within a hundred steps, and it can be very useful at critical moments.

The last one is the soft body pill.

How should I describe this pill? It's a bit unclear.

Softening Pill: After taking this pill, a part of your limbs will become soft and elastic.

First, a part of the body.

It feels like randomness, no choice.

And then soft and flexible?

How soft? How elastic?

Qin He lowered his head and tugged at his trouser waist, feeling that the risk was extremely high.

This pill does not contain an antidote.

What should we do if the places that shouldn’t be soft become soft, and the places that shouldn’t be elastic become elastic?

Qin He took out the Softening Pill and the Golden Injury Pill from his mind. They were actually somewhat similar. The color was like frozen lard. The Golden Injury Pill was slightly larger, and the Softening Pill was slightly smaller.

Shaking his head, Qin He placed it under his armpit and put it into the space under his armpit.

He immediately learned the techniques of listening to the wind and teleporting, and instantly his mind was filled with more knowledge about these two secret techniques.

The skill of listening to the wind and determining the position is performed together with the skill of hearing the wind and hearing the wind.

"Whoo~"

The autumn wind blew through the crematorium, and the turning of the air flow brought changes in the sounds of tree trunks, corners of houses, doors and windows.

In an instant, the positions of all objects in the crematorium that could be blown by the wind, regardless of whether they were moving or not, appeared in Qin He's mind like a model.

The feeling of looking down from any angle made Qin He exclaim "Wow!"

The effect of using the two skills together is like having a God's perspective.

From the size of a wall to the size of a centipede, everything unfolds in the mind.

If I had to point out one drawback, it would be that there has to be wind blowing.

There can be sound only when there is wind, and there can be position determination only when there is sound.

"Whoosh!"

Qin He listened attentively and swung his hand like lightning.

A corpse-suppressing nail pierced through the door panel and shot towards the corner of the wall dozens of steps away.

A black centipede that was crawling towards the top of the wall was instantly stabbed in the head. Its body curled up extremely, and after struggling for a few times, it stopped moving.

Qin He ran out to take a look and was very satisfied.

Although the ability to identify a location by listening to the wind is good, without the ability to hear the wind and the flying needle technique, it will definitely be very limited.

The combination of the three is simply an enhanced version of Dongfang Bubai, which can be called a magical power.

After playing around for a few more times, Qin He retracted his "magic power" and returned to the crematorium.

At this time, I heard some sounds of water coming from the bucket in the corner.

Qin He was stunned, then he remembered that the big turtle whose shell was smashed by a turtle swing was still in the bucket.

Qin He picked up the wooden basin that was placed on top of the bucket. He saw the big turtle flapping weakly in the water with its belly turned up. The moment it saw Qin He, it retracted its head.

Qin He took a look and exclaimed, "Wow!"

It's been so many days, and he's still alive despite such serious injuries?

Yes, this meat must be delicious.

I'm going to eat you today.

I haven't had a proper meal of meat for a few days.

Qin He took out a knife and was about to catch the turtle when he was stunned.

There is the turtle, but no seasoning.

Stir-fried turtle with chili peppers?

It seems like some main ingredient is missing.

Steamed turtle?

The smell is too strong.

Turtle sashimi?

I can't bring myself to eat it.

After thinking about it, Qin He put the knife back.

I'm thinking of buying some spices and two radishes tomorrow.

But seeing that the turtle didn't seem to have much strength, Qin He took out another mixed flour bun, broke off some pieces and threw them into the water.

I don't have the strength to struggle, I hope I won't starve to death before tomorrow.

The big turtle smelled the food, stretched out its neck, bit the largest piece of steamed bun into its mouth, and swallowed it in big mouthfuls, obviously it was extremely hungry.

Qin He suddenly thought it was quite amusing to see the turtle's head stretching and shrinking, so he continued to feed it.

He quickly fed the whole bun.

"It tastes terrible!"

At this moment, a voice suddenly appeared in Qin He's mind.

Qin He was shocked.

Then the voice came again, "Pooh!"

Then the big turtle spat out a piece of unbroken bark from its mouth.

This... was the animal language technique activated automatically.

No, it's not automatic.

Instead, by feeding it, he established a "raising" relationship with the big turtle.

Animal language: After learning this skill, you can communicate with the poultry and livestock you raise.

Qin He was speechless. He never expected that the first thing he raised would be a dish that came off the chopping board.

What is going on?

It was so strange that my first time was taken away from me.

I was totally unprepared for this.

The most important thing is, how can I do it again in the future?

I can do it but I can't bring myself to do it.

But this is the situation, and Qin He has to accept it whether he likes it or not.

It’s the first time, but you’ll get used to it after experiencing it.

Qin He simply squatted down and asked in animal language, "How old are you?"

The turtle was stunned, and its head quickly shrank back, looking at Qin He with a pair of green eyes in surprise.

It understood.

"understood?"

Qin He grinned and said, "Reply if you understand."

"Who are you?" asked the turtle.

"I'm asking you now."

"Why should I tell you, do you know who I am?"

Qin He took a look and thought, "Wow, he's quite aggressive," so he asked, "Who are you?"

"I am the biological son of King Aojiao. You'd better put me back to the canal, otherwise my father will not forgive you." Wang Ba threatened.

"King Ao Jiao?"

When Qin He heard this, his eyes lit up.

He had seen King Aojiao in shadow plays, and anyone who made a living on the water knew the name of King Aojiao.

It is the water god of the Tonghui River section, guarding the Grand Canal and eating the offerings from the passing boats. It lives a very comfortable life, but this has only been the case in recent years. It was not like this before.

It is perfectly normal for wild gods to fight for territory.

The imperial court sent people to kill him several times, but King Aojiao avoided fighting and there was no way to start.

After a few times, I could only hold my nose and let it go.

"Um... can you summon your father?" Qin He rubbed his hands and asked.