The Jiangshi That Had Been Played With Too Much

After dark, Lin Yu, who had been outside getting some fresh air, returned to the ancestral hall.

The pungent stench of feces that hit him as soon as he entered made him frown.

"You damn thing, come out here!" Lin Yu glanced at the motionless coffin; if the zombie didn't come out soon, he was going to go and pull it out himself.

If it weren't for the fact that Marshal Lung was so smug, Lin Yu would have given him the antidote long ago, instead of waiting until now.

"Hey, I forgot to ask you, isn't my dad scary?" At this moment Marshal Lung felt a little guilty looking at the horrific scene of corpses all around him.

"Of course zombies are scary." Uncle Nine had never heard anyone ask him whether zombies were scary or not.

"Ha...! Terrifying!" Marshal Lung glanced back at his father's coffin, his heart sinking.

"I'm scared, I'm leaving now."

"No, you can't leave! We need you to lure him out! Don't you think about it?"

Uncle Nine threatened that if he left, he should just wait for the corpse poison to take its toll on his heart.

Upon hearing this, Marshal Lung, though still terrified, could only force himself to muster his courage.

Just as he cautiously moved to the side of the coffin and peeked out, "Bang!" the coffin lid moved instantly.

"Oh my god!" At this point, even the bravest person would run away.

Marshal Lung was so frightened that he turned and ran away.

Uncle Nine quickly grabbed him; the zombie was about to emerge, and if it ran away now, all their efforts for tonight would be wasted.

"Master, take this and tie him up," Lin Yu handed Uncle Nine a bundle of rope.

Weren't you smug this afternoon? Let's see how pleased you are later.

"Tie him up!" Uncle Nine took the rope and instructed Wen Cai Qiu Sheng to tie up Marshal Lung.

Wen Cai Qiu Sheng, one on each side, carried Marshal Lung and tied him to the Zhuzi opposite his father's coffin.

The commotion inside the coffin grew louder and louder, as if something inside was violently pounding against it.

"Let me go! Help!" the general cried out in fear at the sudden noise.

"You're such a coward! With me here, what are you afraid of!" Uncle Nine glared at the ecstatic Marshal Lung, feeling utterly disappointed in him. How could Sister Lian have fallen for him?

After they were tied up, all three of them had stomach problems again.

"Junior brother, keep an eye on him!" Uncle Nine had already run out, leaving only Wen Cai Qiu Sheng, who also had stomach aches. They relayed their master's instructions to Lin Yu.

"Be careful yourself," Lin Yu glared at the general and ran behind the coffin.

The coffin lid was suddenly flung open, and a blue-faced, fanged zombie leaped out.

"Ah--! Let me go!" The commander was closest, so he saw it most clearly.

The terrifying sight terrified him so much that he nearly lost his mind and struggled frantically.

"Hey! Don't exhale for now. Zombies inhale human breath, and if they can't smell it, they can't see it," Lin Yu warned from behind the coffin.

Marshal Lung immediately held his breath, and sure enough, the zombie stopped in front of him and began to search for its target.

Wen Cai and Qiu Sheng, who were defecating nearby, also held their breath.

Lin Yu concealed his presence and quietly approached the commander-in-chief, watching him frantically hold his breath. "Commander-in-chief, how is it? This zombie is terrifying, isn't it?"

The general dared not speak, only staring at Lin Yu in terror, wondering what he was going to do.

With Lin Yu's current cultivation level, once he completely concealed his aura, even the Great Marshal's father, who had just entered the White Jiangshi realm, couldn't sense him at all.

Therefore, Lin Yu relentlessly flirted with the commander-in-chief.

Lin Yu picked up a wooden stick, poked the commander's ticklish spot, and said to the Marshal Lung, "If you can't hold it in, take a breath, and the zombie will find you soon."

Marshal Lung turned green with fright and shook his head frantically.

Unable to find its target, the zombie began hopping around aimlessly. Lin Yu gently poked it with a stick, successfully attracting its attention. The zombie suddenly turned around and pounced on Lin Yu!

After Lin Yu skillfully dodged it, it wandered aimlessly around again.

But whenever it was about to stray too far from the commander, Lin Yu would lure it back.

The general's face turned purple from holding his breath. He had just seen his father get away and wanted to catch his breath, but Lin Yu had lured the zombies back.

"I can't hold it in any longer!" the commander finally shouted in resignation.

As he took a deep breath, the zombie immediately locked onto its target, let out a roar, and charged straight at him!

The zombie immediately grabbed his neck tightly.

With his hands bound, the general could only raise his knee to desperately block his father's head from moving forward.

"Don't just stand there watching, I'm going to die!" The commander noticed that Lin Yu was watching without making a move, and he was so anxious that he was sweating profusely.

Lin Yu said with a mischievous grin, "Don't be in such a hurry, Commander, I'm just helping you build up your courage!"

Although Lin Yu said that, seeing that Marshal Lung was about to collapse, Lin Yu jumped up, grabbed the zombie by the back of its collar, and knocked it down.

"Quick, get the pliers and pull the tooth." Since his master and senior brothers both had diarrhea, Lin Yu could only give the order to the commander.

"Ah! I dare not!" The commander-in-chief broke free of his ropes and said as he backed away.

"Ugh~ What a coward! You take over." Lin Yu deliberately released the zombie and went to his senior brother to get the pliers.

He originally intended to just break it open with his bare hands, but when he saw how disgusting it looked, Lin Yu couldn't bring himself to do it.

"Dad, don't chase me!" After Lin Yu released the zombie, it charged straight at the commander.

Seeing that he couldn't shake off his father, Da Shuai ran towards Lin Yu, trying to hide behind him.

"Don't get in my way, get out of the way!" Lin Yu pushed the general away. The human and the zombie kept circling around him, making it impossible for Lin Yu to move forward.

"I didn't want to either! It kept chasing me!" Da Shuai cried out as he ran.

Lin Yu seized the opportunity and kicked out as the commander charged at him again.

"Bang!" The commander was sent flying.

The zombie pounced after it, but Lin Yu kicked it in the opposite direction.

Having finally shaken off the entanglement, Lin Yu quickly took the pliers from his senior brother and turned back to the battlefield.

At this moment, Marshal Lung was pinned down by his zombie father and unable to move.

"Quick, hold its head down!" Lin Yu commanded.

"I dare not!"

"You have to press it even if you don't dare!" Lin Yu glared at him.

The commander had no choice but to press down on the zombie's head with his trembling hands. But he failed, and the zombie instantly lunged at his neck.

Lin Yu glared at him, grabbed the zombie by the collar, and flung it away.

Just then, he ran into Uncle Nine, who had just finished using the restroom. Seeing something coming towards him, Uncle Nine instinctively threw a punch.

With a "bang!", the zombie was sent flying again.

When it finally got up, the entire corpse was almost falling apart.

Even though it was not yet aware of its surroundings, it instinctively wanted to escape back into its coffin.

"What's going on? It's all a mess." Uncle Nine frowned, looking around at everything, and asked.

"Master, Junior Brother is having a lot of fun, we don't dare to stop him," Qiu Sheng Wen Cai whispered in Uncle Nine's ear.