Simultaneous travel: City, infinite evolution

Chapter 160 Uncle Nine's Armored Corpse

Upon hearing Chen Hong's words, Ren Fa slapped his thigh, "It must be that feng shui master! It must be him!"

"He resented his late father for seizing his burial plot, so he plotted revenge!"

"It's too early to make any judgments. Let's wait and see. The person behind it will eventually make their move again." Chen Hong shook his head.

"Oh dear nephew, you must protect my whole family! From today onwards, please live in my house. I beg you, I beg you."

As he spoke, Ren Fa was about to kneel down before Chen Hong.

"Why bother?" Chen Hong helped Ren Fa up.

"Suppressing the corpse calamity and saving the people is what we, as practitioners, should do."

Besides, Tingting and I hit it off immediately and had a very pleasant conversation.

Ren Fa perked up when Chen Hong mentioned Ren Tingting.

He was already quite satisfied with Chen Hong, and after witnessing Chen Hong's abilities today, he was even more determined to tie Chen Hong to the Ren family's cause.

After all, he had no sons, only a daughter, and after his death, his family property would be inherited by his daughter.

At this point, the son-in-law becomes very important.

Only a capable son-in-law can protect the family business and prevent his daughter from being bullied by outsiders.

Chen Hong was undoubtedly the best candidate in his eyes.

With their daughter married to Chen Hong, the Ren family might prosper in the future, becoming ten or even a hundred times more prosperous than before.

He has been in business for decades and he can still tell this from people.

So he couldn't wait to grab Chen Hong's hand.

"My dear nephew, what do you think of my Tingting?"

"She's very good. She's well-educated, gentle, virtuous, and beautiful." Chen Hong nodded.

Upon hearing this, Ren Tingting's face flushed red, and she turned away shyly.

Ren Fa was overjoyed upon hearing this and couldn't wait to ask, "Then I will betroth my daughter to you. What do you say?"

"Huh?" Ren Tingting was startled. She turned around, shook her father's hand, and said in a coquettish tone, "Daddy~..."

"Aren't you being a bit too direct?"

Ren Tingting whispered a reminder, her ears turning red, and she didn't dare to look at Chen Hong.

“Hey…” Ren Fa patted Ren Tingting’s hand, “Marriage is a matter of parental consent and matchmaker’s word. Don’t interfere. Your father will make the decision for you.”

"Nephew, what is your opinion? Give me a straight answer."

Ren Fa decided to seize the opportunity tonight and cut the Gordian knot.

He was afraid that if it got any later, Chen Hong would leave and he would miss his chance.

It must be said that Ren Fa, who has been in business for decades, still has the courage and decisiveness.

Chen Hong didn't care at all. He was being offered beautiful women and an inheritance; only a fool would refuse.

"Of course I have no problem with it."

"But Tingting has to agree first."

"Although marriage is traditionally arranged by parents and matchmakers, we live in a new era now."

We should respect Tingting's own wishes.

Hearing Chen Hong say that, Ren Tingting's eyes lit up.

She was surprised that Chen Hong respected her so much; it warmed her heart and made her extremely satisfied with him.

He's handsome, capable, and so considerate.

She immediately nodded shyly and hesitantly.

"I...I do."

After saying that, he turned away in embarrassment and hurried upstairs to his room.

"Haha, this girl, she's a grown woman, what's there to be shy about..."

Ren Fa smiled broadly, "Then it's settled. We'll ask Uncle Jiu to calculate an auspicious date tomorrow and find a lucky day to hold the wedding. What do you think?"

"I will follow Uncle's arrangements."

"Good, good, good!" Ren Fa grinned from ear to ear.

It's late at night, and the night has passed just like that.

the next day.

Uncle Jiu and the others discovered that the body was missing. When they arrived at the Ren residence, they learned that the old master had indeed turned into a zombie and escaped.

"It's all your fault, you two brats. You even managed to miss the bottom of the coffin while flicking the ink line."

Uncle Nine gave Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai a light tap on the head, clearly annoyed.

The two of them scratched their heads, looked down, and said with a wronged expression, "Well, we didn't want to either."

"Alright, Uncle Jiu, things have come to this point, let's discuss the wedding date for my daughter and my nephew first."

Ren Fa dragged Uncle Jiu to look at the almanac.

Wencai and Qiusheng watched Chen Hong and Ren Tingting chatting and laughing together with envy, and felt a lump in their throats.

"Sigh, Brother Chen is so handsome, we've missed our chance."

"It's too difficult. We're both poor and frustrated, there's absolutely no chance for us." Wencai shook his head and sighed.

“Hey, hey, hey, it’s your own fault for being a loser. I may be poor, but I’m handsome.” Qiu Sheng objected directly.

"What? Now you're not even going to play along with me?" Wen Cai grabbed Qiu Sheng, looking furious.

"I'm stating the facts, okay?"

"What? You bastard."

The two pointed at each other and started arguing again.

Chen Hong and Ren Tingting were chatting enthusiastically, ignoring the two lively characters.

Uncle Nine and Master Ren quickly set a date, which would be in half a month.

The zombie was injured by Chen Hong and was being controlled by someone behind the scenes to hide and heal.

By the evening of the second day, he finally couldn't resist and started acting again.

However, this time, Uncle Nine and his men were on guard.

Uncle Nine, Qiu Sheng, and Wen Cai were all keeping watch.

Sure enough, it happened late at night, close to dawn.

The bronze-armored corpse hopped and skipped, stomping through the large iron gate of the Ren residence, and rushed in.

"They actually came again. It seems the person behind this really hates the Ren family." Chen Hong sighed and stood up from his chair.

"Yang Five Thunder - Palm Thunder!"

Chen Hong struck the bronze-armored corpse with a palm strike, crackling and popping.

"Roar!"

The bronze-armored corpse thrashed about, appearing to be in great pain, but it did not fall.

Instead, some runes lit up on his body, absorbing the lightning and cleansing the yin energy.

"Oh?" Chen Hong raised an eyebrow. "No wonder you dared to show up. Looks like you have some confidence."

"But what about this?"

"Bloodline Talent - Blaze!"

A large flame burned on the bronze-armored corpse.

"Roar!" The bronze-armored corpse struggled in agony.

The flames burned on it, making a sizzling and crackling sound.

"Thunderbolt - White Serpent!"

Chen Hong manipulated lightning to condense it into a large white snake, which moved with lightning speed and pierced directly through the body of the bronze-armored corpse.

It howled and knelt on the ground, flailing its arms and legs in agony.

The black smoke, filled with eerie energy, emanated from its body and then evaporated.

"Uncle Jiu, I've weakened it. You guys give it a boost."

"I want to follow the connection between this bronze-armored corpse and its master to find the person behind it all."

"I'll leave this to you."

"Don't kill it, or we'll lose contact."

"Don't let it kill you, protect yourself."

The three men were dumbfounded. "Seriously, who are you trying to kill? This is too difficult."

"Brother Chen, to be honest, even Master might not be able to beat this thing, right?" Wen Cai trembled with fear, mercilessly undermining him.

"Who...who said I can't beat him?" Uncle Nine's eyes darted around. "How could I possibly be unable to defeat a mere bronze-armored corpse?"

Chen Hong found it somewhat amusing to look at his proud Uncle Jiu.

"Alright, let me find you some helpers."

Chen Hong took out the Yin Commander and recited a spell: "Fengdu ghost officials, obey my command, so be it!"

As a surge of yin energy rose from the ground, five ghost messengers appeared, dressed in the uniforms of the underworld government, their faces pale and their cheeks marked with large red dots.

"You five, help Uncle Nine hold off this bronze-armored corpse for a while until I return, understand?"

"We respectfully obey the True Lord's decree." The five ghosts clasped their hands in a fist salute and bowed their heads in greeting.

"Hmm." Chen Hong nodded in satisfaction.

Using his supernatural ability to see through walls and perceive everything, he followed the invisible thread connecting the bronze-armored corpse and its master and went after it.

He wanted to see who was behind it all and solve the problem at its root.

"Roar!"

As soon as Chen Hong left, the bronze-armored corpse stood up and roared arrogantly at Uncle Nine and the others.

"Quick! Ink line!"

Uncle Nine and Qiu Sheng used the ink line to block the jumping zombie.

"Wencai, help me!"

"Oh."

Wencai pulled the ink line, like pulling a slingshot.

The ink line sprang out, striking the zombie and making a sizzling, corrosive sound.

The zombie was bounced back by the ink line and fell to the ground. Then he bounced up again, stretching out his two hands, hopping and leaping towards the crowd.

Then it bounced back and jumped up again.

It bounced back and then jumped up again.

After going back and forth three times, the zombie learned its lesson.

With a sudden leap, he cleared the ink line and reached out with both hands to grab Wencai's neck.

He tackled Wencai to the ground.

The zombie hand gripped Wencai's neck tightly.

Wencai was being choked and couldn't breathe. "Master... Master, save... save me!"

"not good!"

Uncle Nine and Qiu Sheng quickly stepped forward to stop them.

Qiu Sheng held the zombie's head down to prevent it from biting Wen Cai's neck.

Uncle Nine suddenly grabbed the zombie by the neck and pulled it backward.

But the zombies were too strong.

Even though the two kept hitting the zombie's hands, feet, joints, and ribs, it was no use.

It's so hard you can't break it.

At this moment, the five ghost messengers made their move.

They pulled out their ghost-slaying whips and lashed them hard at the zombies.

"Li!..."

The evil spirit inside the zombie let out a scream, and sparks appeared on its body.

In pain, he released Wencai.

He then turned and looked fiercely at the five ghost messengers.

"Roar!……"

The zombie leaped in front of the ghost messenger and tried to pinch him with its menacing fingers.

The ghost messengers dared not directly confront the malevolent energy of the bronze-armored corpse, nimbly dodging it and then positioning themselves in five directions around the zombie.

"Five Spirit Ghost Formation".

The five ghost messengers stood in five directions, surrounding the zombie, and drew their whips, continuously lashing the zombie's body.

"Roar!……"

The zombie let out painful howls, and sparks kept flying from its body.

But these only cause the zombie pain; they don't actually inflict much damage.

The zombie menacingly targeted one of the ghost messengers, leaping up to pinch him with its fingers.

"Quickly help the ghost messengers!"

Uncle Nine shouted, and he and Wen Cai pulled the ink line to the front of the zombie, spinning it around continuously.

They simply tied the zombies up like dumplings.

"Roar!"

The zombie let out a painful roar, its bronze-colored, stiff skin corroding and emitting wisps of white smoke.

"Roar!"

The zombie struggled suddenly and managed to break the ink line.

"This is bad. This bronze-armored corpse is impervious to blades and spears. Its physical strength is too high. The ink line can't restrain it."

"Get a peach wood sword!"

"Master, here you go."

Uncle Nine took the peach wood sword, leaped onto the bronze-armored corpse, and thrust the sword in fiercely.

A sword pierced the heart of the bronze-armored corpse, sending countless sparks flying.

But I just couldn't get the stab in.

The bronze-armored corpse's body was bronze in color, with countless seal characters glowing.

The peach wood sword couldn't break through the defense at all.

"The secret technique of corpse refining?"

"Such a tough body."

Uncle Nine was filled with doubt and apprehension.

"Roar!"

The bronze-armored corpse, harboring a grudge, bounced around, trying to strangle Uncle Nine.

"Quick, stop him!"

"Buy me some time."

The five ghosts immediately surrounded the bronze-armored corpse again.

They pulled out their mourning sticks and began banging on the bronze-armored corpse.

The zombies were pushed lower and lower, shrinking continuously.

Uncle Nine then performed the ritual steps and began chanting incantations.

He bit his finger and smeared the blood on the peach wood sword.

The peach wood sword immediately emitted a golden light, and several runes flashed and shone brightly.

"May the Supreme Lord Laozi grant this decree immediately."

"Go!"

Uncle Nine thrust out his sword, piercing the eye of the bronze-armored corpse.

It made a sizzling, corrosive sound and actually pierced through.

It pierced half an inch, destroying the zombie's eye.

"Violent!"

The zombie let out a shrill scream.

Then, in a fit of rage, he gripped the peach wood sword.

Regardless of the sizzling sound and wisps of white smoke from the corroded palm.

He actually managed to pull the peach wood sword out despite Uncle Nine's strength.

Uncle Nine gritted his teeth and exerted all his strength, but he still couldn't budge the zombie's immense power.

The sword was drawn.

Then, the zombie used its other arm to smash the peach wood sword in half.

Broken into two.

The zombie casually tossed away the blade of the peach wood sword.

Uncle Nine stared blankly at the broken peach wood sword in his hand.

"My sword is broken."

"Roar!"

The zombies are about to rush over and strangle Uncle Nine.

The five ghosts took out their soul-hooking ropes and threw them, hooking the zombie's collarbone.

It pulled the zombie back directly and then pulled it in five different directions.

It held onto the zombie tightly, and also its soul, preventing it from breaking free.

Just then, a commotion arose outside the door.

It turned out that Awei had arrived with his security team.

"Wow, everyone's here! What's going on here? Is this some kind of opera performance?"

Awei's henchmen pointed their guns at the crowd.

"Who are they hooking up over there? Are they committing a crime?"

"Put him down quickly."

Uncle Nine and the others looked at each other in bewilderment.

Just then, the zombie roared and suddenly spun around with tremendous force, dragging the five ghost messengers and slamming them to the ground.

He pulled out the soul-snatching rope and swung it in the opposite direction at the five ghost messengers.

The five ghost messengers were injured, and their souls fled underground and disappeared.

Awei was so frightened his legs were trembling, and he shouted, "Quick! Shoot!"

Several shots whizzed across the zombie, sending sparks flying.

The zombie ignored everything and headed straight for Ren Fa.

Ren Fa was so scared he wet himself.

"Father! Father!"

"Don't come over."

The zombies moved with incredible speed, so fast that no one could react in time.

With a sudden lunge, it bit Ren Fa's neck and began sucking his blood.

"Dad! No...don't inhale..."

"evil creature!"

Uncle Nine took out a Bagua mirror and shone it on the zombie.

The zombie jumped back in a panic, not daring to look directly at the mirror's light.

After crushing several security guards to death, he leaped over the wall of the Ren residence and escaped.

Uncle Nine rushed to Ren Fa's side, "Master Ren, Master Ren, are you alright?"

Ren Fa, pale as a ghost, weakly replied, "I...I'm not dead yet."

Uncle Jiu examined the area and his expression changed when he saw the teeth marks, bite marks, and bloodstains on Ren Fa's neck.

"Oh no, Wencai, go buy some glutinous rice!"

(End of this chapter)