You, a living person, are telling me I've served in the underworld for ten years?

Chapter 102 Is the Yin-Yang Road Open?

Pfft!Pfft!
Inside the dilapidated mountain god temple, two young corpses lay on the ground.

Tick ​​tock!Tick ​​tock!
The figure's entire arm was soaked in blood, and drops of blood dripped onto the ground from his sharp fingernails, instantly filling the air with a strong smell of blood!
Perhaps the couple was in a hurry, because they didn't notice that there was a body under the collapsed door of the mountain god temple.

The body had been dead for about three days, but there was no smell of decay.

The corpse had obvious bite marks on its neck, and all its blood had been drained, turning it into a dried-up corpse. Moreover, a visible evil aura emanated from the wound, which penetrated the dried-up corpse's skin and formed black lines!
This is corpse poison!

The blood of the young couple splattered onto the back of the mummified corpse's hand.

The weird thing is...

The blood had seeped into the back of the mummified corpse's hand, and then the withered skin on the back of the hand seemed to become a little redder.

Wearing a Taoist robe, Yin Zhixin's hair was disheveled. His eyes were red as he stared intently at the figure in front of him and said in a deep voice, "Wife... why did you kill someone again?"

"We have blood packs!"

"Besides, there are many animals on the mountain. If you want to suck blood, I can catch one for you anytime... Otherwise, if this continues, the police will come sooner or later!"

That tall figure was a head taller than Yin Zhixin, nearly two meters in height.

Its skin was an eerie dark brown, with many rotten spots on its face and traces of stitches visible in many places. Its eyes were a chilling gray.

Yin Zhixin could hardly recognize its appearance; it was completely different from what he had imagined!
Its eyes rolled, gleaming faintly with bloodlust, and it pounced on the two corpses on the ground.

Unable to stop him, Yin Zhixin collapsed to the ground.

His gaze fell upon a wooden carving placed in the corner. He immediately scrambled to his knees before it, his eyes shining with renewed light, and kowtowed, saying, "Mountain God, I have done as you instructed."

"Please, please use your methods again... save my wife, help her regain her senses!"

Wisps of black energy swirled around the wooden carving.

Suddenly, the wooden sculpture opened its eyes, opened its mouth, and cackled, "Yin Zhixin, I have done what I promised you... I have helped you leave your wife in the mortal world."

"Besides... you should know that zombies have spirits but no souls, and they are bloodthirsty and murderous. How can I, a god, help her regain her senses?"

"Do not……"

Yin Zhixin could hardly accept that his kind wife had turned into a bloodthirsty monster. He kowtowed repeatedly and pleaded, "The Mountain God is omnipotent, he must have a way."

The wood carving wiggled its short legs, walking back and forth on the ground.

It jumped onto the half-brick and chuckled, "There is a way to get your wife back to her senses..."

Yin Zhixin's eyes lit up, and he kowtowed, saying, "Please speak, Mountain God."

The wood carving said, "You are a yin-yang master, so you should know... zombies have a spirit but no soul, so they act entirely on instinct. But once they have a soul, they will naturally regain their rationality and consciousness."

Yin Zhixin was overjoyed: "Please, Mountain God, teach me..."

puff!
Before he could finish his sentence, the smile on his face suddenly froze, gradually turning into disbelief.

He lowered his head.

But then he saw a hand pierce through his chest.

His fingernails were incredibly sharp, and although they were stained with blood and were bluish-black, you could still vaguely see the pink nail polish he had painted himself...

And, a bloody heart!
Yin Zhixin couldn't help but recall the scenes of their meeting, marriage, and the formation of their family...

Snapped!
With a gentle squeeze of that hand, the heart burst.

Yin Zhixin collapsed to the ground, his life fading away, his eyes wide open in death!
pat!

At the same time, the wooden carving on the half-brick also fell to the ground.

The black mist on the wood carving rose up and all of it entered the zombie's body.

Then, the zombie's grayish-white pupils gained a new dimension of expression. It opened its mouth, its fangs still glistening with blood and flesh, and cackled, "Zombies have spirits but no souls..."

"I am left with only a wisp of my soul, a soul without a spirit, which is just right."

boom!
It threw a punch, creating a swirling wind that carried a black, evil aura and malevolent energy, causing dust to fly up inside the mountain god temple.

It lifted a two-meter-tall stone statue, then smashed it with a single punch.

This is a "mountain god statue".

For the mountain god, this is the "golden body".

Unfortunately……

The golden statue had long been damaged and the incense had been extinguished. From the day that only a wisp of its soul remained, it had been removed from the register of the gods in the underworld!

………………

at the same time.

At the foot of Helan Mountain, Wei Rufeng, Chen Yang, and the veterinarian climbed the mountain.

Although it was midday and the weather was hot, there were still quite a few tourists on the mountain.

The veterinarian said, "Director Wei, Master Chen, should I contact the local government and have them send police to evacuate the tourists?"

Wei Rufeng said, "Don't do it yet, be careful not to alert them."

The Helan Mountains are too vast. If we alert them and they escape into the deep mountains, it will be difficult to capture them later.

The three had no interest in appreciating the scenery of Helan Mountain.

Upon reaching the top of the mountain, they discovered some men in hats dressed in police uniforms, carrying out their duties on the mountain, holding a photo and asking the scenic area staff something.

Wei Rufeng stepped forward, showed his identification, and asked questions.

It turns out that a tourist named Zong Liwei, a native of Yincheng, had gone missing.

"How many days has he been missing?"

"He came to Helan Mountain on June 15th with his girlfriend. It seems they had a few words of argument on the mountain, and his girlfriend thought he had come down the mountain early..."

"When I got back, I found out that he hadn't gone to work for the past three days and I couldn't contact him, so I called the police."

Uncle Hat said, "We've checked all the surveillance footage from the scenic area's entrances over the past few days, and we can confirm that he hasn't left Helan Mountain."

The girlfriend of the "missing tourist" was also there.

She cried so hard that the pear blossoms were filled with rain.

Chen Yang stepped forward and asked, "After you two had your argument, where did you separate from?" "Up ahead... right under that pavilion."

"Take us there."

Uncle Hat chimed in, "We've already inquired over there. A young man said he just saw Zong Liwei... but the timing doesn't match up!"

"Oh?"

Chen Yang looked up at the pavilion in front of him.

Several tourists were resting and relaxing under the pavilion, but Chen Yang's attention was drawn to a man standing on the ground, staring blankly into the distance.

The man's neck was covered in blood and gore, as if something had bitten off a piece of flesh!
I glanced back at the photo in Uncle Hat's hand...

Ok.

The same.

It was definitely Zong Liwei... except that he had become a ghost and no one else could see him.

This is a very normal phenomenon.

Midday is the time of day when yang energy is at its peak, but this also gives rise to yin energy...

As the saying goes, "At midday, ghosts peek out."

So for some people, seven days after death, their spirits will wander around places they frequented in life at noon... Zong Liwei was killed here after arguing with his girlfriend, so it's normal for his spirit to come here.

of course.

The dead have no flesh and blood.

The reason Zong Liwei's neck was so bloody and mangled was probably because his fatal wound was on his neck... Just like if a person is beheaded, they will become a headless ghost after death, hanging themselves...

He looked like a hanged ghost!
"Find him!"

Chen Yang said, "Let's go take a look!"

"???"

Everyone else looked completely bewildered.

All that could be seen was Chen Yang striding up to the pavilion and pointing his finger into the air—

A wisp of black smoke emerged from his fingertips, and he immediately began to "talk to himself" in the air:

"Zong Liwei, where were you murdered?"

"Mountain God Temple...where is there a Mountain God Temple?"

"Thank you!"

Chen Yang turned to look into the distance.

On the mountain over there, the vegetation is lush, and a dilapidated temple can be vaguely seen among the vegetation.

In Chen Yang's eyes...

But what they saw was black smoke billowing above the dilapidated temple, and a malevolent aura soaring into the sky!

Wei Rufeng, a martial arts master with keen senses, also sensed something was amiss and whispered, "Master Chen, have you found him?"

Chen Yang nodded.

Wei Rufeng then asked, "Should we evacuate the crowd now?"

"No need."

With a thought, Chen Yang activated his divine soul, and a gust of yin wind howled out from between his brows. The next moment, it transformed into a black cloud, carrying the patrol banner and the blood-patterned flying sword towards the mountain.

Wow!

Dark clouds descended upon the dilapidated temple, coalescing in mid-air to form the shape of Chen Yang.

He held a procession banner, and a blood-patterned flying sword hovered above his head. The appearance formed by his divine soul power looked exactly the same as his flesh and blood body!
The spirit manifests!

Although Chen Yang's spiritual realm has not yet truly reached the "manifestation" realm, he is now a "day-roaming god," roaming during the day, which enhances his spiritual power several times over. Under this blessing, he can naturally manifest his spiritual form.

He strode toward the dilapidated temple.

The temple could be seen from afar...

A two-meter-tall zombie is grabbing a corpse and devouring its blood.

The corpse was dressed in a yellow and black Taoist robe; who else could it be but Yin Zhixin?
"Do your own fault, don't live."

Chen Yang couldn't help but sigh, "Yin Zhixin worshipped an evil god, defied the order of the six realms of reincarnation, raised corpses and refined zombies... In the end, he still reaped the bitter fruit of his actions!"

The zombie suddenly looked up at Chen Yang.

Its mouth was full of blood and flesh, and its appearance was ferocious.

When he saw the "Patrol Banner" in Chen Yang's hand, his eyes suddenly flashed with a sharp light, and he exclaimed, "Patrol Banner..."

"Ok?"

Chen Yang was taken aback.

This zombie...

Can talk?
But he quickly realized what was going on, especially when he saw the evil aura and the aura of a demon god intertwined on the zombie's body. He suddenly exclaimed, "So that's how it is... So that's how it is. You tricked Yin Zhixin into raising his wife as a zombie, so that was your plan."

"Zombies have spirits but no souls, while you are a remnant soul with a soul but no spirit, so you can borrow a life to live."

The zombie threw away Yin Zhixin's body.

It slowly rose, staring intently at Chen Yang, its tone filled with disbelief: "You... are the Day Wanderer?"

"Impossible...this is impossible!"

"Could it be... that the path between the living and the dead has been opened?"

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PS: The book "Zi Bu Yu" records: "The soul of a person is good but the spirit is evil; the soul of a person is intelligent but the spirit is foolish. A zombie is one whose spirit has not dispersed but whose soul has already left. Therefore, it can walk but cannot speak, and it is bloodthirsty and unwise."

(End of this chapter)