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Chapter 302 Encounter on the road
Fu Yu once again doubted whether he had made the wrong choice.

—You said that at the Maoshan apprenticeship ceremony, there were so many people, and you, as the top candidate in the examination and a young talent personally praised by the sect leader, why didn't you choose Master Guang, who was known as the peerless swordsman and who once single-handedly destroyed several demon lairs, or Master Sun, who was the most kind-faced and the most respected disciple of the previous generation, instead of choosing this guy who deals with corpses all day long and whose stench of corpses can't even be cleaned off with soap?

And following him was fine, after all, Maoshan Corpse Refining Technique looks disgusting, but it is actually one of the few methods that has been completely purified, so there is no hidden danger in following him to cultivate it. But no matter how much you plan, who would have thought that his sect would have to go on business trips every day?
Of course, being away on business trips every day wasn't a problem for Fu Yu. He felt his legs were in good shape, he was young, and he could handle the travel—but the problem was that no one had told him beforehand that these business trips would be a matter of life and death?
Looking back at the horde of zombies drooling behind him, who already saw his house as their dinner, Fu Yu was filled with regret.

—If I had chosen the right path back then, I would be happily copying scriptures on the mountain by now. Why would I have fallen to this state?

Seeing that his family was about to be caught up, Fu Yu disregarded seniority and grabbed his cheap master's collar, shouting.

"Master, you are a righteous Taoist priest from Maoshan. We're about to become food for demons. Can't you think of a way to save us?"

His master was also extremely worried. At this moment, his nose, eyebrows, eyes, and beard were all furrowed into a knot, making him look like a large pumpkin at first glance.

"What can I do! Ninety-nine percent of our power in the Corpse Refining Sect is in those corpses. But when we entered the Ghost Village, I sacrificed the armored corpse that I had nurtured for over ten years to save you. What am I supposed to do now?!"

Fu Yu was speechless for a moment, but under the threat of his life, he continued to shout loudly.

“But this won’t do either. Master, you and I are both living, breathing people who need to rest, but those corpses aren’t—if this continues, we’ll be caught by these guys sooner or later!”

however.

His master roared back even louder.

“I know we can’t just run like this, but these zombies aren’t very powerful. They’ll disperse naturally by dawn, and then the two of us can escape!”

Fu Yu was stunned for a moment, then flew into a rage.

"Escaped alive? Master, what time is it now?"

"Is it nearing the end of Hai hour?"

"When will it be dawn that day?"

"A little past the hour of Mao?"

"Then isn't it still a full four hours short?!"

Facing this unreliable guy, Fu Yu felt nothing but despair.

—Father, Mother, your unworthy son may not be able to serve you both anymore.

—And you, you worthless bastard, I'll haunt you even in death!!!

Although Fu Yu and his master didn't speak again after that, they saved all their energy for running around.

But as mentioned before, how can human beings outrun those tireless and restless corpses?

As the horde of corpses drew ever closer, and the stench of their breath filled the air—

Fu Yu, however, spotted a man riding something that looked like a donkey on the official road, moving forward at a leisurely pace.

—No, the government has repeatedly notified people that there may be a demonic disturbance here, and asked everyone to avoid going out at night. Why would anyone be so foolish as to risk going out for a stroll?

and many more.

Looking at that person, a despicable thought suddenly popped into Fu Yu's mind.

If we use this guy as bait, maybe we can attract the attention of the zombie horde and escape alive... Wait, what am I thinking!

Fu Yu immediately wanted to slap himself, but at that moment his master was already shouting anxiously.

"Hey kid up there, what are you daydreaming about? Didn't you see this horde of zombies passing by?! You better turn around and run! Do you want to become their midnight snack?!"

However, the person seemed not to hear at all, and was simply looking closely at something that looked like a booklet in his hand by the bright moonlight.

—Aren't they running away? Is Bei really an idiot?

However, it was too late for a warning. In the blink of an eye, the master and apprentice reached the man's side as they fled. Fu Yu didn't make a move, but his master shoved him aside, yelling, "Are you an idiot? Can't you hear me? Run!"

At this moment, the person seemed to wake from a dream, slowly raising their eyes from the booklet to reveal an ordinary face.

"A horde of zombies?"

"That's right, fucking right in front of you!"

"Oh, you mean these things?"

……oh?

—You big idiot!
Seeing that this person was extremely foolish, and seeing that the horde of corpses was getting closer and closer, Master Fu Yu stamped his foot in a panic, grabbed the reins of the man's horse, and tried to pull him away with him.

But the moment he pulled on the reins, he was startled again.

—This isn't a donkey, it's clearly a roe deer!

This guy must be crazy! Who would choose this thing as a mount in this world?!

However, Master Fu Yu couldn't care less about that now. He grabbed the roe deer and tried to rush out—but then he suddenly realized...

I can't pull it myself.

The roe deer looked at him with eyes as black as black beans, chewing on a handful of grass, appearing utterly innocent.

Just like its owner, this roe deer is as silly as its owner!

Just as the old man was hesitating between abandoning the man and running away alone, and whether to put in more effort, the man suddenly spoke again.

"I'm saying, isn't this horde of zombies the one that's been harassing this area lately, causing chaos and even killing several people?"

This time, it was Fu Yu's turn to get anxious.

"Since you know that, why aren't you running away!"

The person replied with something completely unexpected.

"Why should I run?"

"you--"

Before Fu Yu could finish speaking, the man leisurely dismounted from the roe deer, then with a wave of his hand, pulled out an unassuming sword from somewhere.

Wow, I didn't expect this guy to be a swordsman.

—But no matter how superb your swordsmanship is, can you cut down this horde of nearly a hundred zombies?
Fu Yu no longer wanted to deal with this suicidal guy, so he grabbed his master and decided to continue his escape.

But right now.

A flash of sword light suddenly appeared.

—The long sword was already drawn.

Fu Yu had never seen such a sword light before, not even from the Daoist Master Guang, who was known as the peerless swordsman. The sword's edge was like the reflection of the moonlight in the sky. Although it was not as dazzling as the sun, it had a unique, desolate radiance.

Then, the sword light suddenly flashed.

It was as if a straight line had been drawn, the speed was so fast that it was beyond the reach of the human eye—in just a few breaths, the man and the sword were already in front of the horde of corpses.

And then, in the next moment...

It was also right in front of Fu Yu.

A rotting head flew high into the air!
(End of this chapter)