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"Squeak...click..."

In the silence, a sudden, strange noise appeared.

That was the sound of wood cracking slightly.

At the bottom of the coffin, a pale blue hand emerged, with sharp, purplish-black fingernails at its tips.

The ink lines on the coffin tightly suppressed the corpse's aura.

a moment.

"boom!!!"

The coffin was broken into pieces.

Amidst the smoke and dust, a tall, stiff figure rose directly from the coffin in an eerie posture.

The horribly rotten face, paired with the attire of a Qing Dynasty official, looked particularly sinister under the moonlight.

After gaining a firm footing,

The zombie's eyes were filled with savagery and bloodlust.

As if by instinct, it let out a low, menacing roar:

"Uh—hoh!!!"

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Chapter 62 The Black Zombie Runs Rampant! Uncle Nine in Peril! A True Immortal Descends? (Please Subscribe!!)

Under the moonlight.

After the zombie that Old Master Ren had transformed into killed a black sheep, it turned around and glanced in a certain direction of the mortuary.

In that courtyard, a paper figure about half a person's height stood peacefully.

There seemed to be an aura about the paper figure that it feared.

Drawn by its bloodline, the zombie leaped three or four zhang (approximately 10-12 meters) in one step, heading towards the town.

Renfu.

Ren Fa, dressed in a bathrobe, sat in the room, rapidly calculating with his abacus.

"Three times six equals eighteen, these shops are really struggling..."

suddenly.

An extremely foul, rotten smell permeated the air.

The temperature seemed to drop, and Ren Fa felt a bit cold.

a moment,

The door was broken open without warning.

A blue-faced, fanged zombie burst through the door.

A chilling roar emanated from the zombie's mouth.

Ren Fa was terrified, retreating to a corner, his face pale, muttering:

"Don't kill me... I'm your son..."

But Old Master Ren, who had already turned into a zombie, had long lost all humanity.

The sharp, purplish-black claws pierced deeply into Ren Fa's chest.

Its menacing fangs bit down on his neck.

It devoured all traces of life from its body.

……

The next day.

Early in the morning,

Uncle Nine and his two apprentices had just subdued the ghosts in the neighboring town.

He returned to Renjia Town with a reward of thirty silver dollars.

We just arrived in town.

Then I heard someone shouting loudly on the street.

"A murder has occurred at the Ren residence!!"

Upon hearing this, Uncle Jiu's heart skipped a beat, and he knew something was wrong.

He then immediately led his two apprentices and hurried toward the Ren residence.

Inside the Ren residence.

Ren Fa's body had been moved to a stretcher and covered with a white sheet.

Ren Tingting knelt to the side, tears streaming down her face.

Inside the main hall were all local gentry and prominent families from Renjia Town.

Uncle Nine walked in and went straight to the stretcher.

Bending down to lift the white sheet, they saw Ren Fa's body.

Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai also looked over curiously.

Ren Fa's eyes widened as if he had seen something extremely terrifying.

Bleeding from all seven orifices, he looked particularly gruesome.

What's most striking is the wound on his neck, which has more than a dozen bloody holes.

Qiu Sheng's Adam's apple bobbed; this death was far too gruesome.

Wen Cai immediately turned his head away, not daring to look at him a second time.

I deal with corpses quite often, but this is the first time I've ever seen one so horrifying.

Just by looking at Ren Fa's remaining eyes, you can feel how desperate he was in the moment before he died.

Uncle Nine winked at the two of them and whispered:

"You two go quickly to the mortuary and see if Old Master Ren's body is still there."

And your junior uncle, make sure nothing happens to him.

Uncle Nine knew perfectly well that Ren Fa must have been attacked by zombies.

He was just unsure whether it was the zombie that Old Master Ren had transformed into that committed the crime.

If it really is that zombie, I hope nothing bad happens to my junior brother.

"Young Master Wei, what weapon killed Master Ren?"

A gaunt old man asked.

"Is that even a question? Of course he was shot to death," Awei said matter-of-factly.

"Every shot hit the neck?"

Uncle Nine sneered and questioned.

……

Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai knew this was no simple matter.

They had heard their master say that Old Master Ren's corpse was the kind that would turn into a zombie.

According to the timeline, Old Master Ren has already turned into a zombie.

However, the zombie was sealed inside a coffin.

"God help us, please don't let the coffin fall apart..."

Before stepping into the mortuary, Wencai kept muttering to himself.

Qiu Sheng activated his Extreme Wind Divine Leg technique, his feet creating a gust of wind as he directly arrived at the back hall.

He stared blankly at the fragments of the coffin scattered all over the back room, muttering, "Oh no!"

Wencai followed breathlessly and saw a dead black goat lying in the grass.

The black goat had a gruesome wound on its neck.

It was obvious at a glance that it was a fatal wound left by a zombie.

Wencai seemed to have all his strength drained away, and he slumped to the ground.

'It's all over, it's all over...'

……

Renfu.

Ah Wei looked as if he had just realized something, reached out and grabbed Uncle Nine's hand, showing it to those around him.