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Chapter 291 Resurrection
The next morning.

Zhou You was sleeping soundly in his room when suddenly he heard a deafening sound of drums and gongs outside.

His long-standing combat experience allowed him to leap out of bed and, without even pulling up his pants, immediately lift Duan Xie.

But he quickly realized what was going on—and then his face fell instantly.

"Wow, your city is quite lively. You're holding a wedding right after a funeral?"

Zhou You peered out the window, expecting to see a bright red, festive scene, but he quickly realized something was amiss.

"Wait, no, this doesn't look like a wedding procession, but why are they doing this?"

Before he could finish talking to himself, the door was suddenly pushed open.

It wasn't Tao Le'an, with whom I had a long talk last night, but rather Sun Da Niang's daughter.

"Esteemed guests, my mother asked me to inform you that the Thick Earth Sect's patrol is coming. If you wish to see them, hurry and go, don't miss it!"

Zhou You's shoulders slumped.

It's no big deal. I thought the city management officers had come.

He was tired of the fake "beheading method" and was yawning, thinking of going back to sleep. But the little girl took a deep breath and called out again.

"This time, someone has truly come back to life! You should go and take a look!"

Zhou You was taken aback.

What?--
At this moment, a large crowd had gathered outside the inn.

Look around.

Some people were craning their necks in anticipation, while others were whispering amongst themselves. There were so many voices that even with Zhou You's keen hearing, he couldn't hear them all.

"That old man from the Jiang family"

"He's been dead for several years now."

"The person has turned into bones, yet they can still..."

"I saw it with my own eyes, it's absolutely true!"

Even Granny Sun from the inn was among them.

The woman, as strong as a bear, was filled with excitement—her husband had been dead for many years, and she had prayed to the gods and Buddhas in the past, hoping to see him again, but as time went by, her hopes gradually faded.

But now that someone tells her there's a chance to see her again, how could she not be excited?
As the drum band passed by, a platform was carried over, where a member of the Houtu Sect was spitting as he spoke, but Zhou You didn't hear a single word. He simply lowered his gaze, which finally settled on an old man.

The old man's appearance was that of a working-class person, his face bearing the marks of years of toiling in the fields. But at this moment, he was dressed in a brocade robe with a large red flower hanging on his chest. He seemed a little wooden, perhaps because of nervousness, but he still followed the instructions of the Thick Earth Sect and kept greeting the people around him.

Zhou You was somewhat stunned.

Those who saw this assumed he was stunned by the resurrection of the dead, and some nosy people started to say something.

"Young man, you look unfamiliar. I guess you're from out of town? Don't believe me? I personally saw this old Jiang buried. Over the years, it's been eaten away by insects and rats. I guess he should have turned into bones long ago. Who would have thought that the Thick Earth Sect would save him like this—hey, he's actually alive! These people are truly gods of our time. I don't know why the prefect insists on going against them."

Before the man could finish boasting about his deeds, Zhou You grabbed him.

"Hey, hey, what are you doing? I'm trying to explain to you out of kindness. Even if you don't believe me, you don't have to resort to violence." However, before he could even struggle to get up, he saw a pair of deep eyes.

Those eyes weren't particularly striking, nor did they hold any other emotion, but for some reason, they made him stop all his movements.

"Um, excuse me," Zhou You said. "Brother, since you attended this person's funeral, you must know this family, right?"

"Oh, that's right. Speaking of which, this old Jiang is actually my cousin."

"Brother, you should also know whether there are any problems with this person coming back to life, right?"

The idler didn't want to speak, but the hand was gripping him so tightly, and the man looked like someone not to be trifled with, so he had no choice but to answer with a long face.

"That depends on your perspective. When he first came home, he was quite dazed and couldn't even speak. But after about two or three days, he was able to communicate in a simple way. He just didn't recognize his family members yet. After two or three months, apart from being a little slow and silly, he'll be basically the same as before."

Only then did the clenched hands slowly loosen. The man cursed his bad luck inwardly, then hurriedly slipped into the crowd.

Zhou You ignored him and instead looked at the old man who was being promoted by the Hou Tu Sect as their figurehead, his expression becoming increasingly serious.

The Jing Shen Food Song incantation activated the Heavenly Dragon bloodline, and his two eyes involuntarily turned into vertical pupils. When he looked up again, he saw two auras rising into the sky from the old man's body.

One was an old acquaintance, with an extremely strange and completely abnormal aura, while the other was unrecognizable to Zhou You, yet for some reason, it was extremely chilling—and more than that.

That aura permeated the old man's entire body, like a stitch that forcibly stitched his flesh and broken soul together. The old man could speak and laugh, but he had no human essence whatsoever.

To put it more simply...

That is, this guy looks like a human, and might even feel like a human, but he's not human at all.

—What on earth has this Thick Earth Sect done?!

Zhou You's expression grew increasingly grim.

He still remembered the appearance of those Daoist children who were being refined in Changsheng Temple. They basically only had the instinct to act, but had no self-awareness at all.

In less than a month, the thing they resurrected had developed basic communication abilities and could even deceive some unsuspecting distant relatives.

If we give them more time...
"Could these guys actually have developed an elixir of immortality?"

But just as Zhou You was puzzled, a lazy voice suddenly rang out beside him.

"It seems that after that Wang Dishi found a breakthrough, the entire Hou Tu Sect has sped up its pace. Daoist, we probably need to hurry."

Turning around, I saw a face covered in white cloth.

"Why are you up so early today? You usually sleep until noon, have you changed your ways?"

The owner of that face—Tao Le'an—yawned forcefully, tears welling in his eyes, and answered weakly.

"I don't want to either. I feel like I'm about to collapse after getting up so early, but there's nothing I can do. Work is work, and I have to concentrate when I'm working—otherwise, where am I going to earn my wages?"

After saying that, Tao Le'an immediately continued.

“I say, Master, we should get down to business.”

"By the way, do you know the prefect of this city?"

(End of this chapter)