The Zombie Appears

Inside Uncle Nine's Public Mortuary, Qiusheng, who had just slain Xiaoyu, had already returned and was now sitting around a table with Uncle Nine and the others, eating dinner.

"Senior brother, I think I should head out alone tomorrow. I've spent far too much time lingering here in Ren Family Town."

"I'm afraid that if I delay any longer, something might happen back home."

Four Eyes said this while sharing a drink with Uncle Nine.

"Junior brother, Jiale is at home keeping watch; what could possibly go wrong? You should stay here at my place for another two days."

"I reckon that zombie will show up at our doorstep within these next two days."

Seeing that Four Eyes was intent on leaving, Uncle Nine immediately urged him to stay.

But as soon as Uncle Nine's words faded, Ren Wei came stumbling into the Public Mortuary with two of his men in tow.

He shouted at the top of his lungs as he ran.

"Uncle Nine, Uncle Nine, it's bad! The zombie has appeared! Several people in town are already dead, you have to go take a look!"

At this cry, the expressions of both Uncle Nine and Qiusheng shifted. They stood up in unison and hurried to meet him.

"What exactly happened? Speak clearly."

"Uncle Nine, today while I was out on patrol with my brothers, I suddenly heard several screams coming from a street corner in Ren Family Town."

"I took my men to investigate, and we saw that the local hoodlums who usually spend their days causing trouble were all lying on the ground. And on their throats, there was the exact same wound as the one on my uncle-in-law when he died!"

"Hmm?"

Hearing this, Uncle Nine immediately prepared to don his Taoist robe and head out to kill.

Unexpectedly, Qiusheng spoke up at this moment.

"Master, you stay here at the Public Mortuary. I'll go handle the bodies in town."

"I have a hunch that after drinking the blood of those people, that zombie will head straight for our Public Mortuary."

Hearing Qiusheng say this, Uncle Nine raised an eyebrow. He didn't say anything more, instead turning to the quiet room where he usually practiced to retrieve two Taoist robes and two Peach Wood Swords of decent quality, handing them to Qiusheng and Four Eyes.

"Junior brother, what Qiusheng says makes sense. However, I'm still worried about him going to Ren Family Town alone. You go with him; that way, you can look out for each other."

Hearing Uncle Nine's words, Four Eyes didn't hesitate. He stood up and followed Qiusheng, taking Ren Wei and his men toward Ren Family Town.

The group moved quickly, and before long, they arrived in town.

By then, the bodies bitten by the zombie were already surrounded by members of the security team.

Each of them held a rifle, facing the corpses as if they were confronting a formidable enemy.

"Move aside, all of you! Look at how pathetic you are, scared by a few corpses... wait, what the hell?"

After Ren Wei arrived with Qiusheng and the others, he saw his subordinates acting like cowards. Just as he stepped forward to show off, he tripped over something, his face turning pale with fright.

Seeing their captain act like such a wimp, his men couldn't help but burst into laughter.

"Damn it, just a few drunks throwing bottles around after drinking. They deserved to be bitten to death by a zombie."

Looking at the bottle under his feet, Ren Wei pointed at the corpses and began to curse.

Whether it was his bad luck or not, no sooner had he finished cursing than the corpses, which had been lying motionless on the ground, suddenly stirred.

In the eyes of Ren Wei and his men, these corpses—which had been dead as could be—were now swaying as they tried to stand up.

"Get back, all of you!"

With a roar of fury, Qiusheng brandished his blade. A cold flash swept through the air, instantly slicing across the rising corpses and decapitating them in one stroke.

"Good! What a powerful sword technique!"

Seeing Qiusheng dispatch the rising corpses with a single strike, Ren Wei and his men began to cheer and applaud.

But at this moment, Qiusheng and Four Eyes exchanged a look, their expressions heavy with concern.

Even the fact that Qiusheng had just slain four Walking Corpse and gained four hundred Exorcism Points could not dispel the gloom in his heart.

If you ask why, the reason is simple: the speed at which these four corpses had reanimated was far too fast.

You see, usually, a person bitten by a zombie takes a full day to undergo corpse transformation.

But these fellows? They hadn't even lasted half a day before turning.

What did this mean? At the very least, it meant the corpse qi of the zombie that killed them was terrifying—far superior to an ordinary Iron-Armored Zombie.

And what was above an Iron-Armored Zombie? That would be a Bronze-Armored Zombie, only one step away from a Zombie King.

"Let's go."

Without a moment's hesitation, having realized a terrifying possibility, Qiusheng and Four Eyes didn't linger. They sprinted back toward the Public Mortuary at full speed.

Back at the Public Mortuary, after Qiusheng and Four Eyes had left, Uncle Nine set up an altar in his courtyard and scattered a thick layer of glutinous rice across the entire floor, waiting quietly for the zombie to arrive.

"Roar~!"

Before the zombie even appeared, a low, guttural roar suddenly echoed from outside the Public Mortuary.

Hearing this low growl, Uncle Nine's expression changed.

"Wencai, Tingting, you two must not come out of the room under any circumstances."

After Uncle Nine let out a sharp shout, he kept his eyes locked firmly on the gate of the Public Mortuary, waiting for the zombie to break in.

Yet unexpectedly, although Uncle Nine could constantly hear the faint roars emitted by the zombie, he simply could not see its figure appear.

Just as he was secretly puzzled, suddenly, a withered palm reached out from beneath Uncle Nine's feet, lunging to grab his ankle.

"Not good!"

Uncle Nine's heart jolted. The Peach Wood Sword in his hand stabbed straight down, yet it felt as if he had struck metal; it had absolutely no effect.

Seeing the situation was critical, a thought suddenly struck Uncle Nine. He stomped his free left foot heavily against the ground, instantly sending the glutinous rice on the floor flying upward, striking the zombie's hand.

"Sizzle~!"

The conflicting properties between the glutinous rice and the corpse aura erupted completely, allowing Uncle Nine to seize the moment and pull his trapped right foot free.

Having just shaken off the zombie's restraint, Uncle Nine rolled across the ground, rapidly fleeing that spot.

Sure enough, the very instant he rolled away, a zombie—its body having withered significantly, yet its corpse aura growing increasingly dense—burst out.

"Roar~!"

The moment the zombie emerged, it let out a thunderous roar, causing a series of ear-piercing sounds to erupt from the surrounding glutinous rice.

"Sizzle~!"

Seeing this, Uncle Nine flicked his Peach Wood Sword, and instantly, the sky filled with flying glutinous rice, pelting toward Ren Weiyong's body!