Zhao Wugui stood at the grille door of the church, looking at the tombs quietly, but what he was thinking was one thing: "At that time, we should have a steward to get something like a flint. Seeing this weeds growing, it would be exciting if it goes down on Mars."

As the saying goes, if I don’t go to the mountain, I will come to the mountain.

A tomb not far away sounded, and Zhao Wugui quickly pushed the enchanted long arrow to the standard hunting crossbow, and then pulled out the family glory.

A man with a bone and a little rotten flesh pushed open the soil on the tomb, and then a hoarse roar, a strange humanoid jumped up from the tomb.

"In this era, science and economy are underdeveloped. If we have to put it in the next hundred years, even if it is not cremated, it will be buried and sealed with cement. Not to mention a ghoul, the drought will probably have to be sealed in the grave." Zhao Wugui looked at the humanoid creature who seemed to be at a loss and couldn't help but complain.

The strange humanoid creature in front of Zhao Wugui seemed to be a little surprised by Zhao Wugui. It seemed that it was not a ghoul. The skin, which was originally like gelatin, was rotten, with pus dripping, and the exposed bones were exposed all over his body. It was quite funny in Zhao Wugui's eyes, especially the moldy and disintegrating clothes, which reminded Zhao Wugui of the Beggars' Sect next door.

Zhao Wugui took out the "Ghost Extraction Manuscript" from the ten-grid backpack and carefully compared the creature who was confused and suspected to be a ghoul.

"This is not a breed at all, right? This thing is a zombie, the dog's characteristics and the colloidal skin that was agreed upon." Zhao Wugui couldn't help but complain, and then saw the creature suspected of ghoul moving: "Hey, the big man on the opposite side, have you woken up?"

The suspected ghoul looked at Sunshine in disgust and responded to Zhao Wugui in a hoarse voice: "I'm fine, sir, where is this place."

"Black Forest, my ancestral tomb, my surname is my noble family." Zhao Wugui mentioned the glory of his family and walked over carelessly.

"I'm really sorry, I can't remember it, I'll leave immediately." The suspected ghoul shook his head and replied.

After shaking this, Zhao Wugui was stunned. If you use such a big force, you won’t be afraid of shaking your head off.

The suspected ghoul creature looked at the sunshine hesitantly, and was a little reluctant to speak: "Sir, can I wait until dark in my cemetery? I don't like to travel during the day?"

Zhao Wugui smiled, said nothing, and threw away the family glory and inserted it in front of a creature suspected of ghouls.

"Sir, are you?" The creature suspected of ghoul was a little confused.

"Do you look familiar? Look carefully, maybe you can remember something." Zhao Wugui found a shaded place and sat down. He was already 90% sure of the identity of this creature suspected to be a ghoul. This guy is a ghoul.

The ghoul looked at the short sword of the family glory carefully, and fragments of memory were flowing in his mind, but he had no way to catch it. He just felt that the short sword looked familiar.

"Can I pick it up? Sir." The ghoul felt that he made an over-request.

"Okay, just look at it casually, our time is very long." Zhao Wugui didn't care about this at all.

The ghoul mentioned the glory of the family and stroked the sword as if he was stroking his smooth skin, and his thoughts seemed to be pulled very long.

But I had no clue. The truth was right in front of me, but it was like a wall of air that could not be broken through and could not be recalled at all.

"What are you getting?" Zhao Wugui sat aside and asked as he looked at the ghoul who was stroking the short sword.

The ghoul shook his head with regret on his face.

But Zhao Wugui felt that the ghoul looked regretful, and he did not see the true expression of the ghoul. After all, who could see the expression from the face of a skeleton with rotten flesh?

"Sad, sir, I remember nothing."

"Are you interested in following me?" Zhao Wugui said meaningfully.

The ghoul suddenly became alert: "This is not a good idea, sir."

"I don't think so." Zhao Wugui took out a black version of Hannibal from his backpack and gave it to him in a friendly manner. It is said to be fresh venison produced by Lake Harry.

The smell of blood came into the ghoul's taste along the air, and a stream of hunger that made the ghoul's irrepressible surged up.

The originally confused eyes of the ghoul were replaced by a hot blood red, and a ruthless malice emerged from it, which was a side effect of hunger.

A ghoul just woke up and became a zombie, experiencing her first appearance when she was hungry.

"Sir, I think you made a big mistake." Hunger swallowed the ghoul's reason and rushed directly to the fresh meat that was said to be venison.

The bone hands with the rotten flesh grabbed the fresh meat and stuffed it directly into their mouths. While they were swallowing, the rotten flesh on their body was starting to tighten at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Ha, the Lake Harry venison brought by Mr. Hannibal is such a good thing." Zhao Wugu said this, but there was a shocking disgust in his tone.

"Contract Ceremony - Contract Ghoul"

【Detection contract target: ghoul】

【The test is completed, the contract begins...】

The mark in Zhao Wugui's ten-grid backpack: the yellow clothes automatically appeared, and a symbol that appeared under the feet of the ghoul who was eating fresh meat: the yellow clothes completely wrapped the ghoul.

Zhao Wugui was observing all this seriously at this time, intending to see something from it.

But unfortunately, Zhao Wugui couldn't see anything at all.

"Is it a question of perspective?" Zhao Wugui murmured to himself.

If Zhao Wugui was a summoning object before, Zhao Wugui could see this thing at a glance, but now he can't understand it at all. Even if you can see it, you can't understand it, as if something blocked Zhao Wugui's vision.

"Players have the vision of players, NPCs have the vision of NPCs, interesting. Could this be the copy of God's Return to God and Caesar's Return to Caesar."

Zhao Wugui looked at the mark: the yellow clothes emitted a captivating yellow light. Judging from the situation, it seemed that the contract ceremony had come to an end.

Then, the yellow light dissipated and the ghoul ate the fresh meat in his hands.

The carrion on the ghoul itself has disappeared, and the exposed skeletons are wrapped in a layer of rubbery skin. The inhuman appearance has now disappeared. If ordinary people see it, they will only curse strange people instead of escaping in the wind.

The only difference is that there is a clear mark on the forehead of the ghoul, and that mark is called Yellow Clothes.

"It's time for us to leave, Mr. Richard Upton Pickerman." Zhao Wugui stood up and left.

"Yes, sir." The ghoul picked up the family glory that fell on the ground and followed.
Chapter completed!