I became the tyrant's only belief.

Chapter 323 Fake Corpse
"Protect the young master!" Lü Fei immediately joined the guards to protect Xiao Jingfan in the middle.

Chen Xing and Si Yue stood on either side of Chu Liuzheng, their expressions identically wary.

Chu Liuzheng glanced at the two of them.

So you're not planning to hide it from her at all, are you?

Feng Jing craned his neck to look ahead curiously, while Zhou Yuande grabbed a person running towards him and asked, "What happened?"

"It's...it's come back to life!" The man's face was full of panic as he shook off Zhou Yuande's hand and continued running forward.

Many others scattered and fled like him, turning the once bustling street into chaos. Many stalls were overturned, and pots, pans, and dishes were scattered all over the ground.

Zhou Yuande frowned and walked back, saying, "Young Master, things are getting chaotic here. Let's go back to the inn first."

Xiao Jingfan nodded.

To prevent a stampede, he ordered Lü Fei to take a few men to stay and check the situation, and to leave only after the government officials arrived.

Lu Fei accepted the order and stayed behind, while Chu Liuzheng and the others followed Xiao Jingfan back to the inn.

To be out shopping and suddenly encounter a zombie is both intriguing and incredibly unlucky.

With everyone's stomachs empty, Chu Liuzheng went to find the waiter to order food and asked him to bring it directly to their room.

The food she fed Xiao Jingfan was prepared by her and Siyue together in the kitchen, watching the chefs make it, just in case it wasn't clean.

The cook, under the watchful eyes of the two men, worked much faster than usual, and in no time he had prepared four dishes and a soup.

Chu Liuzheng and his companion carried the tray to Xiao Jingfan's room.

Feng Jing inspected the food and only allowed Xiao Jingfan to eat it after confirming it was free of poison.

Xiao Jingfan had little appetite, but he still had to travel tomorrow, and he couldn't get the energy if he didn't eat.
Chu Liuzheng served him food as usual.

There were only four dishes and a soup in total. Since it was just the same few dishes, Xiao Jingfan simply told her to go back to her room to eat and come back later when she was done.

They booked the entire inn, and the kitchen was only used to prepare their meals.

With three stoves burning simultaneously, the cook swung the wok until it was smoking, and the food was served relatively quickly.

When Chu Liuzheng returned to his room, the waiter had just brought the food.

"Wait a minute," she called to the waiter. "There are many of us, so please boil some more hot water. We don't need to bring it up; we can get it ourselves when we need it."

The man readily agreed and closed the door behind him as he left.

In the fourth month, the rice was served, and Chu Liuzheng was invited to sit down and eat.

Chen Xing ate absentmindedly, his mind preoccupied with the idea of ​​a zombie coming back to life, and he really wanted to go and see.

Chu Liuzheng was also thinking about it.

[A dead person is dead; how could they possibly come back to life? I want to see what's going on.]

She ate while simultaneously glancing at the system.

In the guest room separated by a wall, Xiao Jingfan paused in his act of picking up food and began to eavesdrop discreetly.

Zhou Yuande was waiting nearby. Xiao Jingfan waved to him, telling him to go eat too.

With guards on both sides, Zhou Yuande had nothing to worry about and went next door to find Feng Jing for dinner.

[Longkou Town... a zombie... a zombie... hmm... I've got it!]

Chu Liuzheng's gaze stopped, and he clicked on the gossip in front of him.

[Frog Fun! A person who has been dead for two days is wandering around the streets in his funeral clothes. No wonder everyone is running around in fear. It really is a zombie!] Xiao Jingfan's eyebrows twitched slightly as he slowly swallowed the food in his mouth.

He doesn't believe that a dead person can come back to life, unless that person never actually died.

Chu Liuzheng didn't believe it either, and she continued to search through the system.

Before she could finish reading, Lü Fei returned.

After everyone quickly finished their meal, they gathered in Xiao Jingfan's room, all eager to hear what was going on with this supposed resurrection.

Lu Fei was so under their watchful eyes that he didn't even have time to drink water, and he recounted all the information he had gathered.

He said, "The man who came back to life was surnamed Wu, named Wu Mian. He was in his forties and had an exceptional skill in making dough figurines. He usually carried a load of dough figurines around the city and sold them. According to his neighbors, Wu Mian was hit on the head by a falling brick two days ago, and he bled profusely and died on the spot."

"Wu Mian's parents passed away a long time ago. He had no wife, no children, and no relatives. He was all alone. The money for his coffin was raised by the neighbors. They asked someone to calculate the date, and they are preparing to bury him tomorrow."

The crowd calculated the time; the person had died two days ago and would be buried tomorrow, so they must have been lying in the coffin for at least a day.

This really is a case of coming back from the dead!

Chen Xing handed Lü Fei a glass of water, her eyes sparkling as she asked, "How did he suddenly come back to life?"

I really want to capture that person and dissect them!

Lu Fei felt a chill run down his spine from her gaze and quickly took the water from her, saying, "It's said that he suddenly sat up in the coffin, yelling that he was hungry and drooling. The people in the mourning hall were terrified by him and ran out shouting 'he's come back to life.'"

"Unexpectedly, Wu Mian also ran out, grabbing things and gnawing on them as if he were starving. It took four strong yamen runners to hold him down, tie him up with ropes, and send him to the clinic to see a doctor."

"The neighbors suspected that Wu Mian's body had been possessed by some wandering ghost, and they were discussing going out of the city to find the abbot of Taoran Temple to catch the ghost."

Xiao Jingfan frowned: "There's a Taoran Temple in Longkou Town too?"

Lu Fei nodded: "It's on Red Stone Mountain. It's said to have been built last year. The abbot is very young, only in his early twenties, but he has great magical powers. Every household in Longkou Town who encounters something strange will ask him to come and see. His fees are also cheap, the most expensive is only two taels."

Compared to the masters in the capital who charge tens or hundreds of taels of silver, this is quite affordable.

Chu Liuzheng silently calculated in his mind.

[One costs two taels, five cost ten taels, ten cost twenty taels... Wow, shamanic rituals are so profitable! I could do that too!]

Xiao Jingfan was exasperated. Was this even the point? Couldn't they care about something other than money?

Chen Xing tugged at Lü Fei's sleeve and pressed, "What did the doctor say? Was Wu Mian really dead or just faking it?"

“There’s blood everywhere, so he’s definitely dead.” Mitsuki glanced at her, signaling her to tone it down.

Chen Xing couldn't restrain herself, after all, this issue was quite important, as it concerned whether she should climb through Wu Mian's window in the middle of the night to perform a free autopsy.

Feng Jing tugged at Lü Fei's other sleeve: "What about the wound on your head? Has it healed?"

Lü Fei: "..."

Those two are incredibly strong; his sleeve is about to tear!
He moved his arm to signal the two to let go, but they held on tightly as if they were afraid he would run away.

To save the clothes he'd only worn three times, he had no choice but to answer like this: "He was perfectly fine, and there were no signs of rigor mortis, so it must have been a case of feigned death. The doctors at Huichuntang couldn't figure it out either. As for the head wound..."

He glanced at Feng Jing's hand: "The wound was stitched up when he was put into the coffin, and the doctor didn't open it to check, so we don't know what's inside."

Siyue couldn't help but ask, "What about the smell? Does Wu Mian smell like rotting meat?"

If someone has truly been dead for two days, their internal organs will have already begun to decompose, and they will emit some unpleasant odor.

Lu Fei shook his head: "There were too many onlookers. I wasn't very close, so I didn't smell anything."

"Is Wu Mian really a zombie?" Chen Xing stamped his foot anxiously, wanting to climb through Wu Mian's window right now to find out.