More than ten days had passed since the pilgrimage party's last attack.
However, they had arrived at a new town that radiated an eerie atmosphere. Dried bloodstains lay everywhere, yet not a single corpse could be seen.
Zhu Bajie said warily, "Master, was this place ransacked by demons? There isn't even a living person in sight."
Xuanzang nodded. "Perhaps. Everyone, stay alert so we don't fall into a demon's ambush."
Just then, a strangely shaped child staggered toward them. His head hung crookedly to one side, a large chunk of flesh had been bitten from his neck, and his entire body was drenched in blood. He looked utterly miserable.
Black Bear Demon cried out, "Everyone, look! There's a child ahead. He seems to be hurt!"
A golden light flashed from Sun Wukong's eyes as he warned, "No, that child doesn't have the aura of a living person."
Xuanzang's brows furrowed tightly. Using his mana, he lifted two pebbles from the ground, and the first shot straight toward the strange child's heart.
Thick, foul-smelling black blood spurted out, and the child was knocked to the ground. However, he quickly got back up and slowly walked toward them.
Xuanzang flicked out another pebble, this time piercing straight through the strange child's forehead.
After the child fell, he did not rise again.
All right, that confirmed it. This child had likely been infected with the zombie virus.
If Reincarnators had not appeared, seeing such a strange child would never have made him think of a zombie virus.
Xuanzang patted White Dragon Horse on the back and said to everyone:
"It will be dark soon, so we'll rest here for the night.
Wukong, take Bajie and search the surrounding area for more living dead like this. If you find any, eliminate them all while