One hundred and fifty, a dilemma

Zhu Lingwu sat blankly by the campfire in the baggage camp.

Although those old guys disappointed him, they were also the top Liliang in the family anyway, and now they were all wiped out by Qianyunsuo.

At this moment, he also seemed to see his sad end, and in the near future, he might also be hung on the wall of Zhu's Wubao, waiting to be disposed of.

"It seems that this is not a place to stay for a long time! After all, there is a feeling of danger! After waiting for a few days, I didn't see any new measures for that Jiao Huarong, only the mansions that his generals built for themselves! What a kind of short-sightedness of peasant rebellion!"

Zhu Lingwu couldn't help but scratch the back of his head with some annoyance, he really didn't know what to do.

"It's not good to hide here for a long time, but now if I appear around casually, I'm afraid it's not safe!

The only advantage of this baggage camp is that his Xuanming Ghost Head can absorb enough soul power, and he can also cultivate some Xuanming Sect's ghost refining techniques.

People die every day in the baggage camp, and those ignorant souls float above the corpses, but they can be used by Zhu Lingwu.

It's a pity that Zhu Lingwu can't release the Xuanming Ghost Heads, otherwise these Xuanying Ghost Heads can devour more undead souls and collect their soul power for their own use.

He could only use that ghost refining pot to absorb the rich soul power scattered in the baggage camp, and provide it to the Xuanming ghost head inside like feeding.

However, as a reincarnated lich, Zhu Lingwu still took the opportunity to get a lot of soul clones here, and it was normal for sixty or seventy thousand people to die nearly a hundred people every day.

More half-dead old and weak, and uncontrollably losing the soul power in their bodies, in such a refugee camp, it is an excellent place for lich to practice.

The sub-soul that has converged in Zhu Lingwu's body has a lot of soul power strength, to the extent that it can drive skeletons.

Of course, for Zhu Lingwu now, it is pointless to get a skeleton soldier, but in the future, it can also be used in the refining of some magic weapons of the Xuanying Sect.

Now that these sub-souls, Zhu Lingwu has also added some means of refining impermanence ghosts and ghosts of the Xuanming Sect.

They are not like before, they need to obtain soul power replenishment from Zhu Lingwu in order to grow themselves, and they can completely cultivate into an impermanent ghost-like existence through the Xuanming Sect Refining Ghost Rune that Zhu Lingwu injected into their bodies.

But Zhu Lingwu's purpose in this life is not to cultivate himself into a lich in his previous life, in this shijie, the lich is too weak.

Now his goal is to cultivate to become an immortal.

And hiding in this baggage camp, Zhu Lingwu didn't dare to make any big moves at all, and if he continued like this, he would inevitably reveal flaws.

Don't look at Zhu Lingwu now lying in a place in the baggage camp all day long, and he doesn't go out much, but the entire baggage camp is actually under his supervision.

In such a dangerous place, Zhu Lingwu didn't dare to relax at any time.

At night, Zhu Lingwu would also put the refined soul outside the baggage camp for a while to help him inspect the surrounding military camp environment.

It's just that in the barracks, the ghosts are also threatened by an invisible energy, perhaps because there are too many men in the barracks, too much masculinity, or the so-called evil spirit in the barracks.

In short, these sub-souls released can often sense that there is a strong energy field in the military camps everywhere, so that they dare not approach easily.

However, Zhu Lingwu finally figured out the distribution of the military camps around the baggage camp through the observation of these sub-souls.

Now the military camp where Zhu Lingwu is located is the grass picking military camp of the grass ghost Koucang, there are about 5,000 veterans who can fight in the barracks, and there are more than 14,000 young and strong soldiers.

There were nearly 80,000 people in Zhu Lingwu's baggage camp, about 60,000 of the old and young and disabled in the men's camp, and about 20,000 women and children in the women's camp.

The whole camp was set up in the shape of a plum blossom, and the baggage camp naturally stood in the middle like a flower bud, while the other nearly 20,000 people were divided into five military camps and lined up around the baggage camp.

And the village where Kou Cang was going to be his mansion was next to the military camp set up by the most elite 5,000 veterans, and he could follow Kou Cang's military orders at any time.

In order to prevent the rioters in the baggage camp from escaping, the patrol in the entire barracks is also very strict.

Originally, it was just a grass picker, but the Black Lantern King didn't know what to think, so he gathered all the soldiers and horses under his command together.

So next to the camp of the grass picking army, there is the camp of the Flying Stone Army of another demon general, Gou Lei, and the military camp of several other demon generals also blocked the way to the periphery.

These barracks, because they were worried that other legions would rob the auxiliaries in their own baggage camps, they also monitored each other very much.

If Zhu Lingwu was going to leave, he would really have to go through a heavy blockade, who let the secret passage exit be so close to Zhu's Wubao, which just made Zhu Lingwu trapped between the Black Lantern Army and Zhu's Wubao.

With the help of the perspective of these sub-souls, Zhu Lingwu also saw the clansmen who were hanging up in a cage on the wall of Zhu's Wubao, they were all cloaked, no one cared about their life or death, and they looked even more miserable than these auxiliaries in the baggage camp.

Such an environment really made Zhu Lingwu a little dilemma.

"I don't know how long I'm going to be here to eat, little Daji, it's very uncomfortable to have no meat to eat! I know, you've been secretly eating people's hearts these days!"

Zhu Lingwu suddenly turned his head and said to the little white fox who turned into a shadow with illusion and secretly crawled back here.

Zhu Lingwu can eat the rice grains and vegetables in the Qiankun storage bag as rice, but the little white fox is not used to eating such vegetarian dishes.

So Zhu Lingwu had already found out that it had secretly run out and killed people.

There are so many old, weak, sick and disabled people in this baggage camp, with the current skills of the little white fox, it is completely possible to make a person die quietly, and then dig out people's hearts to eat.

Zhu Lingwu didn't care too much about this, it was originally a beast, so what about eating meat, even if it ate human flesh.

To tell the truth, people like Guo Cheng and Jia You are afraid that they are no better than the little white fox for those old and weak auxiliary soldiers in this baggage battalion.

It's just that one eats ugly, but after all, he gives a happy death, and Guo Cheng and Jia have characters like them, but they are eating people in disguise, and even make some lives worse than death.

"That's a few dying, I'm so hungry that I can't eat your rice!"

The little white fox looked at Zhu Lingwu with some concern, its inheritance memory also told it that doing so would attract human rejection, and it didn't know what Zhu Lingwu would think about such a thing.

"Killing people is not a good thing after all, if someone finds out, it will expose our whereabouts!

Zhu Lingwu thought about it in his mind, but he just said that, he was originally a lich after all, and to be honest, he really didn't care too much about human life.

"Got it, got it!"

Seeing that Zhu Lingwu didn't teach it a lesson, the little white fox couldn't help but jump to Zhu Lingwu's side happily, flick his tail, and absorb the aura of heaven and earth.

This can be regarded as a kind of flattering reward for Zhu Lingwu.

At this moment, Zhu Lingwu's brows suddenly changed, he turned over from the ground, grabbed the little white fox, and stuffed it into the blanket on his chest.

"What's wrong, what's wrong!"

The little white fox asked Zhu Lingwu for some unknown reasons, thinking that Zhu Lingwu was going to deliberately retaliate against it or something.

"There seems to be something wrong outside, could it be that just now, that fight caused something!"

Zhu Lingwu frowned slightly and looked at the sudden changes around him through the sub-souls placed outside, and then his mind moved, and those sub-souls flew back directly.

It turned out that the sub-soul he released found that from the barracks of other legions around him, a group of soldiers and horses suddenly ran out, and directly rushed towards the camp of the grass picking army here.

"Kou Cang is dead! those who are willing to join our Flying Stone Army, quickly bring someone to surrender!"

"The people who picked the grass army listened, Kou Cang is dead, if you don't come to our Black Tiger Army, our Tang Holy General will swallow you all!"

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Sure enough, before Zhu Lingwu could suspect anything, he had already heard the reason for this incident, and it seemed that the battle between Qianyunsu and the Zhu clan's immortal cultivators after building the foundation had affected the pond fish.

How could a mortal over there survive a battle of this level like theirs!

That grass picker Koucang was really unlucky, and he wanted to use that village as his future mansion, but it turned out that there was a change in his current situation.

"There's a new trouble, I've finally found a place to barely settle down, but I've encountered something like this again!"

Zhu Lingwu really had a feeling of being haunted by mildew, but now he had to meet this kind of change.

At this time, in the baggage camp of the grass picking army, there was also a big chaos because of the shouts from outside, and the gang bosses who were ambushed by Zhu Lingwu came to find Zhu Lingwu one after another.

These people were all panicked, they didn't have much responsibility in the first place, otherwise they wouldn't have hidden in the baggage camp.

So they asked Zhu Lingwu for ideas, and some people seemed to be a little weak in fright.

"Okay, don't make any noise! Silence Lao Tzu, what are you panicking about, will there be a worse situation than now? Isn't it just a change of camp! With Lao Tzu here, what are you afraid of!"

Zhu Lingwu's words made these people calm down, he really didn't know what these people had to worry about.

Even if it is a different baggage camp, they can still get mixed up, and he is unlucky to say it, so he may be exposed.

"But, Ghost Fox Boss, in that case, we may be separated! If we don't have the Ghost Fox Boss cover, we may have to suffer when the time comes!"

Guo Cheng, who was first ambushed by Zhu Lingwu, cried with a sad face, and said in front of Zhu Lingwu.

He is now the second-in-command under Zhu Lingwu, and his life is naturally much better than before, he doesn't want to go back to a new place, and start grabbing land or something again.

The most important thing is that this Guo Cheng himself actually has no ability, and he relied on that strong man named Jia You to gather this group of people before.

This Guo Cheng is the most suitable, in fact, he is the type of dog-headed military advisor, Zhu Lingwu didn't bother to take care of the affairs of the baggage camp before, but Guo Cheng got a lot of benefits in the name of Zhu Lingwu.

"Well, let me think, what are we going to do!"

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