Ren Tingting

At noon, the sun was scorching.

"If the ancestors are buried upright, their descendants will surely prosper! It's a pity that this burial site is ruined."

Uncle Jiu stood in front of the newly dug grave, his brows furrowed in worry.

Old Master Ren's coffin was slowly hoisted up by thick ropes. Thick, black liquid seeped out from the gaps in the coffin. The faces of the strong men carrying the coffin turned pale, and they could clearly feel that the coffin was more than three times heavier than usual.

"Father!" Master Ren rushed to the coffin, but was pulled back by Uncle Jiu.

"Master Ren, wait!" Uncle Jiu blocked with his Peachwood Sword, the tip of which pried open a corner of the coffin lid.

The stench of decay erupted instantly, and the crowd of onlookers quickly retreated more than ten steps.

The corpse inside the coffin had a bluish-purple face and fingernails that had grown to more than three inches long, gleaming with a ghostly blue luster in the setting sun.

Qiusheng leaned closer for a look and suddenly exclaimed, "Master! His chest is moving!"

Sure enough! Old Master Ren's official robes, there was a faint undulation, like... him breathing!

"It must be cremated!" Uncle Jiu pointed his sword and made a hand seal, causing the yellow talisman to ignite without wind. "This corpse has gathered yin energy; it must be cremated tonight."

"No!" Master Ren suddenly roared, veins throbbing on his forehead. "My father was most afraid of fire. Who among you dares to touch it?"

He turned and roared at his servants, "Take him back to the mortuary! We'll reward Uncle Jiu handsomely with a large sum of money for the funeral rites!"

Uncle Jiu was about to try to dissuade him when he saw Li Yingqi leading the Central Continent Team out of the crowd.

This group of "international students" wore strange Western-style clothes and had been hanging around Ren Tingting all day long since they arrived in Renjiazhuang.

"Wencai!" Uncle Jiu glared at Wencai, the apprentice who was sneaking glances at Ren Tingting. "Take them away from here!"

"Have you seen enough?" Wencai said sourly, "Never seen a coffin being lifted before?"

Ren Tingting, however, took Li Yingqi's arm and said, "I invited them!"

Ren Tingting wore a lace-trimmed dress today, which stood out among the crowd of people dressed in coarse cloth.

But Uncle Jiu's attention was on Li Yingqi was standing to the side!

Uncle Jiu gave Li Yingqi a deep look.

This girl's eyes were so calm, unlike the usual rich young ladies who would remain so composed even when faced with a zombie.

Never mind!

Let's deal with the immediate issue first!

"Since that's Qiusheng, go prepare the ink line, glutinous rice, and money to suppress the corpse!"

At midnight, a chilling wind swept through the mortuary.

The coffin of Old Master Ren was tangled in ink lines like a spider web, and Uncle Jiu was scattering glutinous rice at the bottom of the coffin.

"Master!" Wencai's hand, holding the oil lamp, trembled. "Those international students are setting up tents outside the courtyard!"

"Ignore them! Those who treat this as some kind of strange spectacle and join in the fun simply don't know the meaning of death!"

At 3:10 a. m., the night watchman's gong suddenly stopped.

"Ah--!!"

A scream erupted from the direction of the Ren residence, piercing the night sky.

Uncle Jiu grabbed the Peachwood Sword and rushed out the door, only to find the coffin lid already overturned in the courtyard.

The ink line broke into several pieces, and each break was covered with rotten flesh.

The coffin was empty, except for a pool of foul-smelling black water.

"How could this happen!" Uncle Jiu's mind went blank for a moment, and he looked at the sleepy-eyed Qiusheng and Wencai. "I told you to use the ink line! How did the zombie escape!"

Qiusheng and Wencai looked at each other, neither of them knowing why.

Uncle Jiu stepped forward and examined the bottom of the coffin, only to find a large, human-shaped hole rotted into it.

No back cover!

"Sigh!" Uncle Jiu sighed, then hurriedly ran outside.

When everyone arrived at the Ren residence, the stained glass windows of the second-floor bedroom were shattered.

Uncle Jiu Gate of Opening, and the stench of blood hit him.

Master Ren lay face up in a pool of blood, blood gushing from two dark holes in his neck.

Ren Tingting slumped to the side, her snow-white neck also bitten through, her pupils already dilating.

"He's been bitten by a zombie!" Uncle Jiu trembled as he closed Master Ren's eyelids, then suddenly roared, "Back to the mortuary at once!"

"Each of you guards one of the four cardinal directions!" Uncle Jiu tossed out four yellow talismans. "That zombie sucked the blood of its closest relatives, now..."

"Boom!"

The gate of the mortuary suddenly exploded!

Under the moonlight, Old Master Ren stood amidst the broken wood, his face blue and fanged, his official robes bulging like an inflated sack.

"Giggle, giggle," the zombie made a strange sound from its throat and suddenly pounced on Wencai, who was closest to it!

"Bang!"

Gunshots rang out.

The zombie's chest burst open with a hole the size of a bowl, yet it only staggered half a step.

Everyone turned around and saw Zhou Mingxuan holding a silver-white pistol, with smoke rising from the muzzle.

"Foreign guns are useless!" Uncle Jiu had just shouted when he saw the zombie's wounds glow with Golden Light, and the rotting flesh churned like boiling water!

Zhou Mingxuan laughed, "This is Dum-dum bullet plated with Demon-breaking Gold."

Seeing the zombie leaping towards the group, Li Yingqi immediately took action!

She tossed out a Talismans and whispered, "Burn!"

The talisman shot towards Old Master Ren and instantly burst into flames!

Old Master Ren let out inhuman howls in the Kakkō.

Uncle Jiu was stunned!

How high a level of cultivation is required for this technique?

In fact, it wasn't Fang Yu.

In the world of "Mr. Vampire," Li Yingqi, at the Nascent Soul Stage, is an absolute force to be reckoned with.

If the film hadn't been so eerie, Li Yingqi could have fallen into a cave full of thousands of zombies and still be unharmed, easily racking up high scores.

"Receive!"

Li Yingqi waved his finger, and the flames on Old Master Ren's body immediately dissipated. He groaned and jumped out of the mortuary!

Just as Uncle Jiu was about to grab the Peachwood Sword and chase after him, he suddenly realized that he was stepping into a swamp. When he turned around, he saw Li Yingqi staring at him coldly, and his heart skipped a beat!

"This zombie cannot be eliminated for the time being."

Those few words left Uncle Jiu dumbfounded. "Why!?"

Zheng Zha stepped forward, "Because of us."

Before he could finish explaining, Golden Light suddenly flashed in the center of the mortuary!

When Wencai saw Fang Yu suddenly appear, he couldn't help but scream, "Oh my god! A ghost!"

Seeing this, Uncle Jiu slapped Wencai on the back of the head, "What the hell! This is..."

As he spoke, he performed a Daoist salute, saying, "Junior Lin Fengjiao greets Senior!"

Uncle Jiu didn't look down on Fang Yu just because he had a young face.

Anyone who can appear out of thin air is at least at the level of a wandering immortal!

"I won't say more. We can't kill zombies for now. By the way, I need a female zombie. Can you help me find one?"

Before Uncle Jiu could reply, Qiusheng blurted out, "Just now... just now Miss Ren Tingting was bitten to death by a zombie, I'm afraid she can't be saved."

"Ren Tingting!?" Fang Yu's eyes lit up. "She's got a good one! Zhan Lan, Zhan Lan! You've hit the jackpot!"

Zheng Zha, standing to the side, looked completely bewildered. "What do you mean? Zhan Lan?"

"Yes, I'm going to inject Zhan Lan's soul into Ren Tingting's body. That way, I won't have to risk getting Reward Points and Side Quests from the Main God."

Seeing that Zheng Zha didn't speak, Fang Yu nudged Zheng Zha's shoulder, "What's wrong? Are you upset because you heard that Zhan Lan turned into a zombie? Is it something you're suppressing that you can't release?"

Zheng Zha scratched his flushed face. "What are you talking about? I only have eyes for Lori! Zhan Lan is a trustworthy teammate, and I have no feelings for her."

"Look, what's the rush? I'm even planning to recommend a movie to you to broaden your horizons and let you know about humans and zombies."

Zheng Zha frowned. "What movie?"

"Corpse transport."

"Erotic talk!"

(At least ten more chapters in August, I was too busy in July, (._.) I'm sorry~)