A master of comedy!

Chapter 22 Thunder in the Palm

Zhou Sheng's opera box contains four weapons: a knife, a sword, a golden whip, and a serpent spear. All of these were used by Yu Zhensheng in the past, and none of them are ordinary.

For example, this golden whip is called the God-Slaying Whip, but in the tomb raiding industry, it is actually called the Four-sided Gilded Whip, or the Corpse-Slaying Whip.

This whip is twenty-one sections long and also has the angular shape of a mace. It is the color of brass, extremely heavy, and the four concave sides are engraved with incantations for subduing demons and suppressing corpses, as well as Taoist thunder patterns.

Legend has it that Wu Zixu dug up the tomb of the King of Chu and whipped his corpse three hundred times, hence all zombies are afraid of being whipped.

Yu Zhensheng never explained how he obtained the golden whip, but he did instruct that it would be most effective in the event of a zombie transformation.

As it turns out, Master was absolutely right.

The corpse was extremely heavy and possessed immense strength, but once entangled by this whip, its corpse energy melted away like ice and snow, severely limiting its power.

Therefore, even though he struggled desperately, he still managed to leave the ancient well little by little.

"Get out here!"

With a loud shout, Zhou Sheng unleashed a thunderous roar. For the first time since taking the medicine, he mobilized all his strength to the limit. He stepped onto the Hunyuan stance, channeled his inner energy directly to the top of his head, and his spine trembled and shook, as if pulling the tail of nine oxen backwards, completely dragging the heavy corpse out of the ancient well and slamming it to the ground.

Once we're on land, things will be much easier.

With a flick of his wrist, the God-Slaying Whip soared into the sky like a dragon, its shadow flying everywhere. In the blink of an eye, it lashed out nine times, striking the corpse with a crackling sound.

The corpse screamed incessantly, its body splattering with bodily fluids mixed with blood, corroding even the grass and trees in its wake.

In its excruciating pain, its body transformed into plumes of foul-smelling water vapor, which scattered and hid in all directions.

But Zhou Sheng is playing the role of Jiang Taigong at this moment. Although he doesn't have the third eye like Erlang Shen, he is not someone that can be deceived by a mere evil corpse.

His eyes gleamed with a clear light, and the Tai Chi pattern on his forehead subtly shifted, his spiritual perception so sharp that it seemed to have instantly reached some kind of divine state.

"Got you!"

call out!
He lashed out with his whip, the wind biting before the tip even reached the ground, the whistling sound like thunder as the heavy golden whip struck a willow tree.

In an instant, the willow tree, as thick as a bowl, snapped in two with a crack, the broken ends charred and smoking, as if struck by lightning.

A shrill scream rang out in the air, and black blood continued to drip down.

Seemingly pushed to its limit, the evil corpse finally fought desperately.

It revealed itself, its mountain-sized body a bloody mess, covered in charred whip marks, missing an arm, and constantly oozing corpse fluid.

With a roar, even with half its face slapped to pieces, the evil corpse still roared and charged at Zhou Sheng, its body expanding continuously. Its belly, which was already stretched to its limit, grew even larger, even making a sound like cloth tearing.

A surging aura of death brewed within him.

Zhou Sheng's pupils constricted as he felt a terrifying pressure. Was the other party going to perish with him?
If the evil corpse rushes in front of him and explodes, no matter how fast his movements are or how exquisite his whip skills are, he will still be injured by the corpse fluid.

Moreover, the commotion here was so great that Zhou Sheng could already hear the footsteps of others rushing over.

The battle must end as soon as possible!
Thinking of this, a resolute glint flashed in his eyes, and he lashed out with the golden whip in his hand again, using a skillful force to make it spin and wrap around the evil corpse's feet.

With a thud, the evil corpse fell to the ground, but its body continued to expand, and it looked like it was about to explode.

Just then, Zhou Sheng released the whip handle on his own initiative, then bit his fingertip and quickly drew thunder patterns on his left palm.

"Hidden within the sleeve lies a hidden fire—"

"A crack in the palm lines resembles a lightning bolt!"

He quickly recited the lyrics, then spread his five fingers and raised his palms towards the sky.

Boom!

The next moment, a thunderclap resounded from the clear sky, and a bolt of lightning as thick as a chopstick descended from the heavens, striking the evil corpse directly. Palm Lightning!
Legend has it that Jiang Ziya was a semi-immortal, and in addition to the God-Slaying Whip, he was also proficient in the Five Elements Escape Technique and Palm Thunder.

With Zhou Sheng's current magical power, although he can't use the Five Elements Escape Technique when playing Jiang Taigong, he can already activate and unleash the Palm Thunder.

With a loud crack, lightning bolts flew, and the black corpse fluid and rotting flesh vanished without a trace under the thunder, utterly powerless to resist.

The Palm Lightning belongs to the Thunder Magic, which is extremely powerful and yang, fierce and domineering, and can subdue all demons and monsters!
The evil corpse quickly disappeared, leaving only traces of lightning and fire on the ground.

However, the Luoshu has not yet revealed its brilliance.

Zhou Sheng then realized that although the evil corpse's physical body was destroyed, a remnant soul still remained and had not completely dissipated.

This is mainly because his cultivation level is limited, and the power of the palm lightning he summoned was too weak. Otherwise, how could any ghost survive the lightning strike?

Sure enough, he soon saw a figure floating in the air. It was an old man with a white beard and a kind face. He seemed to have been stunned by the lightning, and his body was almost transparent, as if he would disappear at any moment.

"Uncle Xu?"

Zhou Sheng was taken aback, recognizing the old man, Xu, who had played the violin for him when he was a child to help him practice his singing.

Those who study opera, in addition to getting up early every day to practice their voices, also need to frequently find musicians to help them warm up their voices.

Simply put, it involves practicing singing classic arias with accompaniment from the erhu or drum. Usually, you start with a normal key and then gradually raise it, combined with relevant training, to maintain the resilience of your voice and make it more rounded and full.

Old Xu was a musician in a theatrical troupe in Qinggu County. After the troupe disbanded, he made a living by playing the erhu in restaurants or brothels.

When Zhou Sheng was going through the "vocalization test," his master asked him to help him practice his singing voice for three whole years.

Old Xu's skill was naturally quite good, as he was able to gain his master's approval. When he practiced singing, his piano playing was just right, not tense at all, and perfectly balanced.

Old Xu played a crucial role in Zhou Sheng's safe passage through the difficult period of food reabsorption.

"receive!"

Upon recognizing the old man, he quickly took out the ghost-raising jar from his opera box, put Old Xu's ghost inside, sealed it, and immediately fled the scene.

……

After a while.

Outside the Zhu residence, Zhou Sheng had already removed his stage makeup and was quietly meditating under a large banyan tree, carrying his opera box. At the same time, he could hear the commotion that was beginning to rise inside the Zhu residence.

He gazed intently at the vermilion gate.

In my memory, Uncle Xu was a very easy-going and kind person. He was kind to everyone and always spoke softly. Even if someone requested a song but didn't pay, he would just smile casually.

The evil corpse from before, however, exuded extreme malevolence, bordering on madness.

How did Uncle Xu die? And why did he turn into an evil corpse?
Most importantly, why did he sneak into the Zhu family mansion after his death? Was it for revenge?
Zhou Sheng took a deep breath and then exhaled slowly.

His complexion finally looked a little better.

That palm strike, though impressive, had drained most of his magical power, leaving him feeling weak and unsteady.

It took a long time to recover.

Just as he was about to leave, a faint voice suddenly rang in his ears.

"Don't turn around, the 'Crazy Soldiers' kept in the Zhu Mansion are watching you from behind."

"You brat, you're really good at getting into trouble."

……

(End of this chapter)