Simultaneous travel: I am rampant in the domestic area

The next afternoon, after a day of fierce fighting, the group returned to their initial cabin with bags and packages.

The purchase of explosives didn't cause much of a stir, because the gang that sold guns and ammunition and the gang that organized the underground boxing event were actually the same gang under different guises. After learning about Xing Lin and the others' ideas, the event organizer immediately said that as long as Xing Lin joined their gang, they would take care of all the explosives.

Upon hearing this, Brother Xing Lin was overjoyed and waved his hand, declaring that he would serve the gang for life as long as there was enough explosives.

Sure enough, the gang not only provided Xing Lin with a large amount of high explosives, but also prepared a Mazda truck for the four of them to facilitate their travel.

"Brother, if I may ask, which sect do you belong to, and why do you specialize in the lower body?"

At the dinner table, Russell, representing Zhuang Sheng and Tu Shuyao, expressed his sincere doubts.

Today I witnessed Xing Lin's ring fight firsthand. The tattooed girl was alright, but Russell and Zhuang Sheng only felt a chill in their second brother and a tightness in their anus.

It's not for any other reason than that my brother's playing style is just too overpowered.

He can attack the weakest points of the human body in all sorts of unexpected ways. His speed and the angles are so sharp that it is impossible to defend against him. If you are not careful, you will be in serious trouble.

Putting everything else aside, after today's matches, the urology and proctology departments of Hong Kong hospitals will probably be packed tonight.

"I have no particular school or sect. I learned from my second uncle. When I was a child, I was slow to develop and was thin and short. My second uncle taught me this set of unrestricted fighting techniques, which allowed me to make a name for myself in elementary, middle, and high school." When talking about his second uncle, Brother Xing Lin looked very respectful, and then said with a sigh, "Speaking of which, I haven't seen my second uncle for many years since I went abroad. I don't know how his martial arts school is doing. I heard that his eldest disciple got into a murder case. I wonder if he's alright."

"No, brother, what's your second uncle's surname?" Zhuang Sheng's eyes widened. Why did this story sound so familiar?
"His surname is Chen, and his given name is either He Gao or He Gang, I can't quite remember," Xing Lin said, rubbing his bald head uncertainly.

"..." x3
Very good, very energetic!
It was another peaceful night. After the calm of the first night, everyone was much more relaxed on the second night with the truth in hand. At least Zhuang Sheng no longer dragged Russell and Xing Lin along when he went to the toilet.

The next morning, Xing Lin put on a suit and sunglasses, with two Desert Eagles tucked into his waistband, and swaggered out of the building. At the entrance, he took out a cigar and put it in his mouth. Before he could even reach for the lighter in his pocket, Tu Shuyao, who was wearing a trench coat, stepped forward to light it for him.

The Mazda slowly reversed and came to the door. Russell, who was also wearing a suit and sunglasses, rolled down the window and nodded to Xing Lin and Tu Shuyao. Zhuang Sheng, with his round belly, got out of the passenger seat and opened the back door for his older brother and sister.

Everyone got into the car, and Russell stepped on the gas and sped away, leaving the other residents in the building completely bewildered, wondering what had happened.

"I have to say, Brother Xing really does have the air of a gangster boss."

Russell floored the accelerator and sped along, luckily encountering green lights all the way.

"That's right, I'm not bragging, if I hadn't had such high grades in academics back then, I would be a movie star by now." Brother Xing Lin grinned proudly.

"As everyone knows, when someone says 'I'm not bragging,' it means they're about to start bragging," Zhuang Sheng said with a smile, giving his older brother a stab in the back.

"Hey!"

Amidst laughter and cheerful conversation, the group drew ever closer to Huangshan Village.

In those days, there was no navigation; one could only determine direction from a map. It was only because Russell had planned the route in advance with his divine sense that they were able to find it; otherwise, the location of Huangshan Village alone would have been enough for them to find.

"Hey? Have you guys noticed there are more cars on the road?"

Gradually, Russell slowed down, and Zhuang Sheng looked around and noticed that the traffic had inexplicably increased.

"It looks like there's a traffic jam ahead." Tu Shuyao leaned half her body out of the sunroof and looked at the road ahead through binoculars. About two hundred meters ahead, on the right side, there was a group of people gathered around, and there was blood all over the ground. It looked like there had been a car accident.

"I should have just gotten a Mercedes." After five minutes, seeing that the car was completely stuck, Xing Lin couldn't help but complain.

"Let's wait patiently." In the driver's seat, Russell clasped his hands behind his head and leisurely squinted his eyes.

The Main God Space might be hell for reincarnators, but for someone born from Black Mythology, it was heaven. Since there weren't many good places to farm points in this world, he decided to treat it as a vacation and relax.

Another half hour passed before the car finally crawled to the scene of the accident, where the situation was truly horrific.

A car crashed into the guardrail and overturned sideways on the road, blocking almost half of the lane.

Zhuang Sheng curiously turned his head to take a look, but that one glance made his eyes widen suddenly.

"Holy crap! Isn't that Zhao Qi?"

?

Startled, Xing Lin and Tu Shuyao simultaneously turned their gazes, and sure enough, it was one of the four reincarnators who had left with the guide Ma Tao.

He squatted blankly on the curb, his clothes tattered and covered in bloodstains, his face deathly pale.

"Hey, Zhao Qi, why are you here all alone? Where are Ma Tao and the others?" Russell bypassed the warning bus stop sign, turned the steering wheel, pulled over, rolled down the window, and waved to ask.

"It's...it's you guys!" Upon seeing Russell and the other three, Zhao Qi felt as if he had seen a savior. He stood up abruptly, but perhaps due to insufficient blood supply to his brain from squatting for too long, his knees buckled and he knelt down in front of the vehicle with a thud.

"Get to the point, I don't have any red envelopes for you," Xing Lin said loudly, gesturing for Russell and the other two to lock the car doors, while he himself released the safety on his pistol.

Given Zhao Qi's current state, it's hard for him to guarantee that the other party won't do anything outrageous.

"Zhao Yuan is dead! That bastard Ma Tao is a complete swindler!" Zhao Qi simply sat down on the ground, wiped away his tears, and began to sob.

According to him, they followed Ma Tao away, thinking they were going to a church or Taoist temple to perform a ritual. Unexpectedly, his method of exorcising the curse was to plant little ghosts on everyone and use the yin energy of the little ghosts to counteract Chu Renmei's resentment.

Somehow, the group ended up with a ghost, but Chu Renmei still came knocking on their door. Ma Tao said that something had triggered Chu Renmei and made her go crazy, so he sent Zhao Qi and Zhao Yuan to drive to Huangshan Village with talismans to check on the situation. However, before they even reached Huangshan Village, Zhao Yuan started hallucinating on the way and got into a car accident.

Because Zhao Qi was holding the talisman, it emitted light the instant the car accident occurred, warding off the damage and allowing him to survive. Zhao Yuan, on the other hand, died in the car.

Oh?
Russell scratched his head. Surely it couldn't be that Chu Renmei went crazy because she was humiliated by him?
Why is she so sensitive? He carefully examined her, and Chu Renmei was still the same Chu Renmei, no problem.

Therefore, the problem must lie with Ma Tao.

"Where are you all going?" Zhao Qi asked at this moment.

He was so excited that he had overlooked the direction Russell and the others were heading, which was also towards Huangshan Village.
But what were they doing in Huangshan Village? Were they going to their deaths? They were just a bunch of ordinary people.

"Of course we're going to save ourselves," Zhuang Sheng said vaguely. "You've already run into trouble here, and we're probably not far behind. Since you're alright, we'll be leaving now."

"We're all in this together, please have some compassion and take me back to the city. Otherwise, I might die here all alone," Zhao Qi cried.

“No way! If you follow Ma Tao, you’re no longer on the same side as us. We agreed back then that life and death are predestined, and no one owes anyone anything.” Zhuang Sheng refused without hesitation.

"Are you really going to go this far?" Seeing that Russell and the others seemed to have this attitude, Zhao Qi immediately became anxious and grabbed Zhuang Sheng's car window, unwilling to let go.

"Cut-off?" Tu Shuyao scoffed. "You drove the car away, you took the money, and left us with an empty house. Weren't you ruthless back then?"

"That was Ma Tao's doing!" Zhao Qi was both resentful and furious, and she became hysterical: "How can you people be so petty! What's wrong with giving me a ride! It didn't take up much of your time!"

"I said, let go." Xing Lin was a ruthless man of few words. He pulled out his Desert Eagle and pointed it at Zhao Qi's head: "I'll count to three, or you're dead."

His tone was calm yet incredibly cold, clearly indicating he wasn't joking.

“You wouldn’t dare. Reincarnators can’t kill each other. You don’t have any reward points. Even if you kill me, you’ll still die.” Zhao Qi clearly didn’t believe him, but Xing Lin didn’t care and started counting down: “Three, two…”

Before he could utter a single word, Zhao Qi's expression changed drastically. He quickly raised his hands and slowly stepped back.

"Xiao Luo, let's go," Xing Lin said.

"Understood." Russell replied, stepped on the gas, and drove the car into the traffic, gradually disappearing into the distance.

"That son of a bitch, he can't understand human language, he's forcing me to use force." After driving a distance, Xing Lin curled his lip, put the safety back on his pistol, and cursed under his breath.

"Brother, you weren't really thinking of taking that guy down with you, were you? That's not worth it," Zhuang Sheng advised.

As I said before, we've all died once, so it's best to put away your sympathy when necessary. Including Russell, none of the three people left in the car had any thoughts about the guy pulling out a gun and preparing to kill.

Nowadays, all these worlds are games. Apart from teammates, everyone else is an NPC. You can kill them if you want, and die if you want, but first you have to save your own life.

"I'm not stupid." Xing Lin chuckled. "If he doesn't let go, I'll definitely hit his hand. What's his status, and what's mine? Would I give him the face to die with me?"

"That's good." Zhuang Sheng breathed a sigh of relief.

As a homebody who rarely leaves his house, he didn't have many friends to begin with. Now that he had finally met three like-minded "buddies" in this godforsaken place, he was unwilling to give up on any of them.

Another half-hour drive.

The group arrived at the foot of a mountain, where a construction team had surrounded the area, but no workers were seen carrying out any construction work.

The reason is simple: Chu Renmei killed people entirely because of the curse in the corpse water.

It doesn't make sense that everyone else got infected while the construction workers who regularly work here are fine.

It's estimated that quite a few people have lost their lives.

Speaking of this beautiful woman from Chu, her story is indeed full of tragedy.

She was a famous Cantonese opera singer during her lifetime. Her husband was Bu Wantian, a teacher in Huangshan Village. This man was a beast in human clothing and a snake in the heart. In order to marry a rich girl, he lied that he owed money to a scoundrel and wanted Chu Renmei to offer herself to pay off the debt.

Chu Renmei loved Park Man-jeon deeply, and although it pained her, she still went there alone.

With Bu Wantian's tip-off, the villagers arrested her on the spot and forcibly labeled her an "adulteress." To protect the village's reputation, they wanted to execute her. Even so, Chu Renmei, wanting her husband to live out his life in peace, never offered a word of explanation. She was stoned to death by the villagers and left to rot in the wilderness.

Li Qiang, a boy who was very close to Chu Renmei, did not want his aunt to die in such an unclear way, so he found Chu Renmei's body alone at night and told her the truth about what happened next.

Then comes the much-anticipated revenge scene: Chu Renmei slaughters her way through Huangshan Village in three days, killing all 66 residents and binding their souls to the village, condemning them to eternal damnation.

In the end, Li Qiang, unwilling to let Aunt Mei commit further murders, put the peace bracelet that she had bought for him on her wrist. The bracelet was filled with Li Qiang's simple affection for Aunt Mei, and Chu Renmei's resentment was thus appeased.

The matter should have ended there, but the construction here was extremely careless. Not only was her burial site dug up, but her body was also carelessly thrown into a pond by the mountainside. The peace bracelet fell off, and suddenly, resentment arose again, and the killing began again.

"It will be 11 o'clock in another hour, which is noon according to the traditional Chinese calendar. It is the time when the yang energy is strongest. I will go in first to plant the bomb. If I am not out by 1 o'clock, you can just detonate the bomb and throw it in."

At an intersection some distance from Huangshan Village, Xing Lin took out bags of explosives from the truck and offered to go in first to scout the way.

“I’ll go with my brother. More people means more support. Xiao Zhuang and Sister Tu have weak yang energy, so they’ll stay outside for now,” Russell added.

It wasn't that he was greedy for the reward points; it was just that the yin energy here was so thick it was almost a ghost town. Letting his older brother come in alone would be suicide.

"Okay." Xing Lin agreed without even thinking.

Chinese people aren't really afraid of zombies, at most they just feel disgusted. But ghosts are something that truly terrify them from the bottom of their hearts, and even Brother Xing Lin is no exception. In fact, he regretted it as soon as he finished speaking, but to maintain his tough image, he stubbornly kept quiet. (End of this chapter)