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Chapter 383 The Walking Dead
With a flash of light, the head of a corpse flew into the air.

Then, the blade spun back, and another one!
A figure rushed in from outside like a ghost, and in the blink of an eye, three or four zombies perished under its blade.

Only then, amidst the flowing blood and filth, did Feng Qianlin finally see the man's face clearly.

It's that young man from the White Gate.

He was slightly stunned.

As far as he knew, the White Gate faction excelled at exorcising evil spirits through rituals, but their direct combat capabilities weren't particularly strong. Even in a real conflict, they were used to overwhelming their opponents with various paper figures and magical artifacts. But judging from his actions just now...
While he may not be considered a top-tier martial arts master, his speed alone is already extremely impressive.

Any surprises?

Or perhaps my hunch was right?

Regardless of his thoughts, Zhou You let out a sigh of dissatisfaction.

Although he has recovered quite a bit during this time, he is still not as good as he was in his prime—if it were before, this room would have been littered with corpses, instead of just a mere three or four heads being chopped off.

But as a deterrent, it is sufficient.

The corpses all stopped in their tracks, and then a sharp explosion came from behind the scenes.

"Who are you!"

Zhou You ignored him completely, instead turning to Feng Qianlin and smiling.

"Hey Brother Feng, we meet again."

Feng Qianlin was slightly taken aback, then smiled as well.

"Yes, it's only been three or four hours since we last met. What a coincidence! Would you like to sit down and have a cup of coffee? These are imported coffee beans from Southeast Asia, which are quite rare in this Han land."

Zhou You glanced at Feng Qianlin speechlessly, then sighed.

"Brother Feng, you're truly a master of feigning ignorance, this..."

However, before he could finish speaking, his wife, who had been completely ignored, interrupted him fiercely.

"I've told you, who are you, and why are you getting involved in our affairs!"

Well, it seems this conversation can't continue.

Zhou You first apologized to Feng Qianlin for his rudeness, then looked up and spoke to the ceiling of the room.

"My surname is Shi, and my given name is Nidie. I came here simply to repay a favor for a meal and to visit my child."

"Shini Die? What kind of weird name is that? And where are the kids here? Wait a minute, you fucking took advantage of me!"

Zhou You remained silent with a smile.

However, in his senses, a paper bird had already fluttered up to the upper floor of the house, and then he caught a glimpse of a human figure passing by.

Is that the place?
Just as the other party was about to retort with insults, Zhou You spoke to Feng Qianlin behind him.

“Brother Feng, you should stay here. His corpses are coming in wave after wave. After this wave is all killed, the next wave will probably have to wait a while before they can come in.”

Feng Qianlin subconsciously agreed, but Zhou You had already bent down and then rushed out.

The blade flashed like plum blossoms a few times, and the remaining zombies all collapsed softly to the ground. Without pausing for a moment, they rushed out of the house and ran towards the spot they had glimpsed.

The woman's voice paused for a few moments, then turned into an even more panicked scream.

Normally, he wouldn't care about such reckless attacks—he always had hundreds of zombies on hand, and usually hid in places like mass graves or cemeteries. For reckless brutes like this, he only needed a glance, and the endless sea of ​​corpses would be enough to wear them down.

However, his regular troops are still holding that bully back down below, and the rest are being transferred from the cemetery in the suburbs. They simply can't get here in a short time!
In other words, he is currently in a state of extreme vulnerability and vulnerability.

This is not because my wife is arrogant.

The people in the city had already tacitly approved of this operation. And for some reason, although he was always surrounded by a bunch of bodyguards when he went out, this time Feng Qianlin only had a martial arts master with innate abilities to protect him. With his strength, taking him down would be a piece of cake.

This is why he took action without waiting for reinforcements.

But who could have imagined that a Cheng Yaojin would suddenly appear out of nowhere!
The zombies that were originally used as bait fell down and bravely blocked Zhou You's way. Meanwhile, the members of the Hun family took advantage of this short time to pack up their belongings and tried to escape.

He himself is not used to direct conflict. Now, it is certainly painful to give up the wealth he has accumulated over the years, but what is that saying again?

As long as the green hills remain, there's no fear of running out of firewood!

Otherwise.

Just as he was about to move, a corpse staggered in and fell in. Before it could do anything, a line of blood suddenly appeared on its neck, and then the corpse rolled to the ground, landing right at his feet.

Then, a figure covered in blood walked in.

Looking at the guy who ruined their plans, the women's expressions instantly turned extremely resentful.

Zhou You didn't pay any attention. He wiped the blood off the blade and then carefully examined the man.

This guy is probably around fifty or sixty years old. Apart from his sinister appearance, there's not much to say about him. The only thing worth mentioning is that both of his feet have been cut off, and he now moves around entirely by riding on a corpse.

After a long while, the woman finally spoke, her voice sounding as if it were being squeezed out between her teeth.

"who are you?"

Zhou You shrugged and answered casually.

"Haven't I already told you? I'm your dad."

However, this time the man was not provoked. He stared intently at the figure and quickly uttered a few guesses.

"Evergreen Sword Sect, Northern Fallen Sect, or perhaps Linwei Escort Agency?"

He mentioned several schools that used fast swords and knives, but the man just scratched his head and said...

"What nonsense are you talking about? We are legitimate disciples of the White Gate."

The woman remained stunned for several seconds before muttering something.

"A disciple of the Bai family? Li Xiangming's apprentice?"

"That's right."

However, for some reason, after receiving this reply, the wife suddenly grabbed her hair and roared as if she had gone mad.

"It's you White Gate again! Why is it always you! You've hurt me so badly, and you still won't let me go, huh?!"

What?
Then, in the next second, that guy suddenly revealed a kind of madness.

"No, no, this is a good thing! After all these years, I can finally get my revenge—even if it's not Li Laogui, it'll do! Li Er, kill him!"

what?
Before Zhou You could even process what was happening, the walking corpse beneath the man strode out, its size increasing with each step. After a few steps, the body was already three or four meters away.

But at the same time, the vitality in the man's body was also dissipating. In just a few blinks of an eye, he had aged more than ten years! No, Master, what grudge do you have against this guy that would make him fight you to the death?

However, at that moment, the walking corpse known as Li Er had already slammed down its giant hand—wherever it passed, bricks and stones shattered, and wooden beams snapped—its strength was almost equal to that of the one-man army outside.

Zhou You was not the type to win by brute force, so he had no choice but to retreat.

Unexpectedly, this guy was not slow at all; in fact, he was quite agile. In just a few leaps, he was close to Zhou You again, and his fists came crashing down once more. All Zhou You could do was forcefully twist his body and narrowly avoid the blow.

This was a completely unequal struggle for him—in this confined space, this reckless fellow had a far greater advantage than him.

Of course, as the giant monster moved, the aura of the woman's family members also rapidly declined, and if it dragged on any longer, they would completely collapse.

But before that, he would probably have been crushed into a pile of mud long ago!

However, Zhou You did not panic at all.

After dodging another heavy blow, he lightly touched the ground with his toes, and his unhurried pace suddenly quickened by three points. Caught off guard, the giant actually managed to break through his side. But this guy was no pushover either. In an instant, his arm swung out with a whooshing sound, and it looked like he was about to swat someone to the ground like swatting a fly.

But the next moment, a bright silver scale blocked his fist.

Compared to that enormous figure, these scales were so small that they could be considered negligible, but for some reason, they managed to block the attack and also allowed Zhou You to break free from the entanglement and head straight for the Hun family member!

One step, two steps, three steps, four steps.

But at the fifth step, someone suddenly stopped.

Looking down, he realized that a hand had somehow reached out from the empty floor and was gripping his ankle tightly.

The short knife was less than a dozen centimeters away from the opponent, but it could not advance any further.

At that moment, the woman in the family let out a wild laugh.

"Idiot, you're just like your master, a complete idiot! You really thought I wasn't on guard? I already spilled corpse oil on this floor. You wait, I'll kill you first, then capture Master Feng, and then go find your master—it's been so many years, it's time to settle the score for my legs."

However, his laughter came to an abrupt halt just as it began.

He saw a pair of eyes.

A pair of thin, cold eyes, devoid of any fear.

He understood what it meant, so he screamed on the spot.

"Li Er—"

The giant turned and charged, but in the next instant, a crimson aura suddenly shone on the short sword, and the blade seemed to grow several inches longer in that instant—

This time, Zhou You only took out two items.

One is the Heavenly Dragon bloodline, which enhances one's basic physical abilities, while the other...
That is precisely the kind of evil spirit that is least suitable to be removed.

His idea is also very simple.

Although the Evil-Slaying Blade is no longer usable, its malevolent energy still retains its power, attaching itself to the dagger and extending it by several inches.

after all.

He was still skilled with a sword after all.

Then, the malevolent energy rose without any hindrance and instantly pierced through the fragile throat.

The commotion behind them stopped instantly.

The woman and her men just stared at Zhou You, blood gushing from the corners of their mouths, their mouths opening and closing, but in the end they managed to utter a single sentence.

"As expected, you and your master are both self-proclaimed righteous and meddlesome."

Then his head lolled to the side, and he died.

Zhou You, on the other hand, withdrew his knife, hung the newly taken-out Duanxie back on his waist, and then muttered something inexplicably.

"Old Li, who prides himself on being righteous and loves to meddle in other people's business? No, is he really the same person as that lecherous old man? Or have you mistaken him for someone else?"

But this question only lingered in his mind for a moment before being casually tossed aside. He glanced around and saw that the giant monster had completely stopped moving, so he turned around and walked back.

When they returned to the house, the burly man had already dealt with the remaining corpses downstairs and was now guarding Feng Qianlin, covered in blood, cautiously watching Zhou You.

Feng Qianlin didn't seem to care at all, and simply asked with a smile.

"May I ask, sir, has that wife's person been dealt with?"

For some reason, looking at that smiling face, Zhou You felt like he had been tricked—and even his voice wasn't as friendly as before; he just said it casually.

"Guess what?"

"How could you treat Shang Jun like that?"

However, Feng Qianlin raised his hand to stop the burly man's dissatisfaction.

Then, he stood up, straightened his clothes, and bowed deeply to Zhou You.

"Feng Qianlin, I am very grateful to you for saving my life. If it weren't for your help, I would probably be dead by now."

Zhou You simply stared at that incredibly sincere expression for a long while before finally letting out a sigh.

"You don't need to thank me so much. After all, you treated me to a meal and saved me from an emergency. We're even now. So if there's nothing else, I'll be going now."

However, as he turned and left, Feng Qianlin suddenly spoke.

"Please wait, sir."

Is there anything else?

"I missed the opportunity before due to some matters, and now I, Feng Qianlin, would like to ask you, sir—would you be interested in accepting my employment? After all, as you have seen, some thieves have recently tried to kill me, and I am short of capable men under my command, so if you would be willing..."

But before he could finish speaking, Zhou You shook his head.

"I'm sorry, I didn't have that idea. Besides, Brother Feng, as a scion of a powerful family, it shouldn't be difficult for you to hire a few experts if you really wanted to. I'm in a hurry to go to the Ghost Market to meet up with my master, so I really can't help you with this."

To be honest, Zhou You was quite curious about Feng Qianlin. Even putting everything else aside, the mere fact that he was called a "chosen one" made him want to find out more—after all, this was the first time he had met someone who seemed to be a fellow traveler.

However, the problem remained: the other party clearly had a huge problem, a really big problem, and Zhou You's biggest fear right now was trouble.
He repaid the debt of a meal by saving his life, which was more than enough. After that, the guy can only hope for the best.

however.

Feng Qianlin glanced at his waist and suddenly revealed a sly smile.

"If I'm not mistaken, what you're wearing at your waist is a spirit sword—and, a broken spirit sword, isn't it?"

(End of this chapter)