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"Thirteen, this child has been infected with corpse poison."

Liu Ruoyun's voice echoed in my mind. I couldn't believe it, and my hand even trembled slightly.

Corpse poison.

Corpse poison is formed from the condensation of resentment after a person dies, and it is a major manifestation of resentment.

Feng shui formations or magical practices can amplify the poison of corpses.

When living people or animals come into contact with the corpse poison, they will gradually lose their ability to move and evolve into dead creatures.

To become a zombie or a walking corpse.

Of course, it's not just humans who die; animals or plants also produce cadaveric toxins after death.

But what kind of corpse poison did they get?

How could a teenager have the opportunity to come into contact with corpse poison?

My hand didn't leave the child's body, and I asked again in a relaxed manner.

"I've never seen this child before. He's not from this village, is he?"

"That's right, this is my sister's second child. We're slaughtering a pig, so I was thinking of inviting the relatives over to have some fun together."

I changed my attitude and asked in a very formal manner.

"Teacher Wang, please try to recall carefully what this child came into contact with after arriving, especially before he fainted."

"No, I just ate a piece of pork and then I couldn't take it anymore."

"Thirteen, the corpse poison has not entered the heart, and the amount of corpse poison is not large. Use the blood from the tip of the tongue as a guide to apply a small amount to the child's forehead and the solar plexus. Then, insert a silver needle three millimeters into the gap between the big toe and the second toe. The corpse poison will naturally be excreted."

The Liu family's medical skills are naturally unparalleled.

Following Liu Ruoyun's instructions in my mind, I quickly removed the corpse poison from the child's body.

The child opened his eyes immediately.

"Thirteen, you're amazing! Your medical skills are truly unparalleled."

I couldn't care less about Teacher Wang's praise.

"Teacher Wang, please go home quickly and do not eat that pork, or the consequences will be unimaginable."

"what?"

Is the problem with the pork?

Teacher Wang hesitated, which clearly made her doubt my words.

"Teacher Wang, if you don't believe me, don't come looking for me if something happens. By then, I probably won't be able to handle this big problem either."

Upon hearing this, Teacher Wang's face turned pale. She nodded stiffly, picked up the child, and ran home.

"Thirteen, who was that just now?"

"Ah, Teacher Wang."

"Professor Wang is an intellectual, why would he come looking for you!"

"Father, intellectuals should know even more that many things in this world cannot be explained clearly or have a definite outcome."

My father nodded, which meant he agreed with what I said.

My dad was puffing on his cigarette, and my mom was carrying a bucket of water out to empty it. I wanted to take it from her, but she wouldn't let me.

"I'll do this job."

"Dad, how's the construction site doing these days? You've become the supervisor now, any insights have you gained?"

"What insights do you have? We're just farmers, how can we not work? You can't just take money without working. Your dad would never do that."

My father spoke with conviction, seemingly having a well-reasoned and supported argument for his ideas.

"Dad, you're the foreman, your job is to watch the workers. If you go and do the work, who will watch the workers?"

"Brother Sanlu trusts you, so you can't cause him any trouble."

"Hey, I think it's not as comfortable as working, even though this money isn't as good."

My dad's words really left me speechless. We just have different roles. It seems that sometimes, a person's mindset is very important. My dad just can't get over this.

The idea of ​​making money through hard work is deeply ingrained in his mind.

"Dad, I haven't seen Widow Wang these past few days. It seems like she hasn't left the house since she gave us that scolding last time."

"I'll go check it out, just in case anything else happens."

My mother put the bucket in the yard and was about to go to Widow Wang's house to check on things.

"Damn it, if you ask me, you shouldn't meddle in other people's business. You know what kind of person Widow Wang is. She's easily angered. Don't go looking for trouble."

My dad said this while smoking a cigarette.

That's my attitude too.

Widow Wang was a notorious tough nut to crack in Zhujiakan.

She's the kind of person who doesn't tolerate anyone's disregard.

"Mother, this time I'm on Father's side."

"You two, do you think I don't know what kind of person Widow Wang is? A woman whose husband has died, if she's not tough, won't she be bullied to death?"

"Women understand women better."

My mother insisted on going to see it, despite my and my father's advice not to.

I was worried, so I followed my mother out of the yard.

"Mother, are we really going?"

"Thirteen, we're all neighbors. She's a restless person. I haven't seen her for several days now. I hope she doesn't get sick and no one will know."

"An old man named Qiantou from Wangjia Village in the neighboring village hadn't left his house for several days. When everyone realized something was wrong, his body was already rotting, and his body was gnawed beyond recognition by rats and wild cats."

As my mother spoke, we arrived at Widow Wang's house.

"Little sister, little sister."

"I'm the eldest sister in Old Li's family. Is your younger sister home?"

"Knock knock knock..."

"Knock knock knock..."

My mother was calling out and knocking on the door.

However, there was not a single response from Widow Wang's home.

"Hey girl, are you home?"

My mother knocked a few more times, but just then, the door opened.

It wasn't opened from the inside by someone else; it opened itself.

My mother shuddered, clearly startled.

Peeking through the crack in the door, I could see a few drops of blood.

My heart sank, and I shielded my mother behind me.

Then I pushed the door open.

The yard was full of chicken feathers and still-wet bloodstains.

What is Widow Wang doing all by herself at home?

Just when I couldn't figure out what Widow Wang had done, the dead rat in front of her house came into my view.

Dead rat.

These things are never left at home; they're usually just left on the main road (street).

"Hey little sister, are you home?"

My mother called out again, but there was still no response.

After several unanswered calls, I had a bad feeling.

Either no one is home, or...

When I got to the door, I raised my hand and gently knocked on it.

"Knock knock knock..."

I put my ear to the door and heard a low growl coming from inside.

The sound was faint, as if it were being forced out of the throat.

The door creaked open and swung inward.

A strong, pungent smell of blood mixed with an indescribable stench of decay hit me.

The scene inside the dimly lit room was horrifying.

Widow Wang was squatting on the ground with her back to the door, her shoulders shrugging.

She was holding a gray, furry mouse that was almost the size of a half-grown kitten. The mouse was obviously dead and limp.

And she.

It buried its face in the rat's bloody, mangled belly, tearing and gnawing at it with all its might, making a teeth-grinding "sizzling" sound and a dull thud as it chewed on flesh and bone.

Her hair was disheveled and matted together, covered with dark red blood and grayish-black filth, and her clothes were filthy and splattered with bloodstains.

As if hearing the door open, the shrugging shoulders suddenly stopped.

"A...girl?"

My mother's voice, trembling violently, came from behind me.

The crouching figure turned around very stiffly, little by little.

His once handsome face was now contorted, covered in sticky blood and bits of flesh, with a trace of grayish-black rat entrails hanging from the corner of his mouth.

Her eyes were covered with spiderweb-like red blood vessels, and her pupils were shrunk to two pinpoint-sized black dots, devoid of any living spirit, only displaying a ferocious, greedy, and inanimate glint! Her fingernails had become black and long, curved like hooks, and were now digging deeply into the flesh of a dead rat.

"Heh...heh..."

A low, guttural growl, like the gurgling of a broken bellows, squeezed out from deep within her throat.

That was definitely not a sound a human could make.

Her gaze passed over my mother at the doorway and locked onto me, who was blocking her way.

In their eyes, there was only the most primal craving for "fresh things".

"Run! Mother! Run!"

My scalp tingled instantly, and I used all my strength to slam my head back, knocking my mother staggering out the door.

Almost simultaneously, Widow Wang, no, it was this thing that had already turned into a zombie.

It released the half-eaten dead rat from its hand, got down on all fours, and pounced on me with a strange and swift motion, like a maddened beast, growling!

It was too fast! The stench it created reached us in an instant!

In my desperation, I had only one thought in my mind: to run. I had completely forgotten that I was a shaman.

It wasn't until my mother ran out of the yard that I realized what was happening. The moment I turned around, I could feel a domineering force taking over my body.

He delivered a heavy punch to Widow Wang's face.

Widow Wang's body flew out like a cannonball.

They crashed into the chicken coop, which didn't have a single chicken inside.

The widow Wang, now a zombie, let out a painful scream. Her attack faltered, and the spot on her face where she had been punched caved in. She seemed to have sensed my abilities, glaring at me fiercely. Her roars grew even more violent, but she dared not rush forward again. Instead, she crouched down, gripping the ground with her limbs, and anxiously moved back and forth in front of me, searching for an opportunity.

"Thirteen! Thirteen, are you alright?!"

My mother was shouting outside the courtyard gate, her voice trembling with tears. She wanted to come in, but her legs went weak with fear.

"Mom, don't come in! Go to Teacher Wang's house quickly! Go now!"

"Tell them, whatever you do, don't eat that pork."

I roared without turning my head, my eyes fixed on the monster in front of me.

His gaze swept quickly across the courtyard.

Chicken feathers, bloodstains, dead rats... and when Widow Wang rushed out, the remains of more small animals could be vaguely seen on the floor of the main room behind her, including sparrows and others.

She didn't become like this overnight! These past few days, she's probably already...

Widow Wang definitely did not suddenly turn into a zombie.

Teacher Wang's nephew was also infected with the corpse poison, and Widow Wang turned into a zombie.

There must be some kind of connection here.

Suddenly I remembered that the chickens at Widow Wang's house had died mysteriously a few days ago.

Could there be something wrong with the dead chicken?

Yes, yes, that must be it.

The Chicken King Widow would definitely not lose it.

Let alone Widow Wang, I estimate that most families wouldn't throw it away.

Instead, they chose to eat it.

It's almost impossible to kill a chicken for dinner on a normal day, but if the chicken dies, eating it becomes a natural thing to do.

"Thirteen, be careful! This isn't an ordinary zombie resurrection! The zombie poison she's ingested is extremely potent, and... it seems to be mixed with something else; it's incredibly malevolent!"

"What should we do then!"

"Tongue tip blood! Pure yang blood can dispel evil spirits, force her back first! Then press the Five Emperor Coins between her eyebrows and burn her with sulfur."

Five Emperor Coins.

At this point, where can you get Five Emperors Coins?

"Thirteen, it's on the roof beam of Widow Wang's house."

"Moreover, it is the Wuzhu coin, one of the Five Great Emperors' Coins."

"Five-zhu coins?"

I was also taken aback. How could Widow Wang's house have five-zhu coins? These are cultural relics!

As she spoke, the widow Wang, now a zombie, overcame her fear of me with her desire for the life of the living. She let out another low growl and pounced at an even faster speed!

This time, her target was clear: my neck!

A foul stench filled the air!

I bit my tongue hard, and a sharp pain shot through me, followed by a salty, fishy taste that instantly filled my mouth.

Without thinking twice, I opened my mouth and spat out a stream of warm blood from the tip of my tongue at the widow Wang who rushed towards me!

"puff!"

Most of the blood mist sprayed onto her face, especially around her terrifying eyes.

"laugh!!!"

Like boiling oil being poured onto snow, an even more intense and louder burning sound rang out! Large plumes of white smoke rose from Widow Wang's face, and she let out an unprecedentedly shrill scream. She suddenly covered her face with her hands, staggered backward, and frantically shook her head, clearly in extreme pain!

I seized the opportunity and ran into Widow Wang's house.

Looking up, sure enough, there were several copper coins on the roof beam.

I leaped into the air, and my entire body actually flew up.

He gripped the five coins tightly in both hands and pulled hard.

Old strips of cloth can hardly withstand violent tearing.

As I fell, Widow Wang was already rushing towards me once again.

I took off a five-emperor coin and threw it at Widow Wang's forehead.

The five coins tumbled in the air, hitting the widow Wang squarely between the eyebrows.

Widow Wang's body seemed to be frozen in place, and she immediately stopped moving.

But it was only temporary. After a few seconds, Widow Wang's body began to tremble.

I stepped forward and pressed hard on the five-emperor coins on Widow Wang's forehead.

I could feel a surge of power flowing through my body to my fingertips and then crashing into Widow Wang's body.

Widow Wang collapsed like a fallen tree.

It stirred up a cloud of dust and ash.

"Thirteen, thirteen, no... something bad has happened."

"Teacher Wang's house...Teacher Wang's house..."

My mother was leaning against the door frame, panting heavily.

"What happened to Teacher Wang's family?"

Although I had some suspicions, I still wanted to hear the definite news.

"All the people in Teacher Wang's family who eat pork are lying down; there are more than ten of them."

"Mother, go tell my father to get some sulfur and burn Widow Wang's body. Remember, it must be burned with sulfur."

"Thirteen, what happened to Widow Wang? What's wrong with her?!"

"Mother, please don't ask anymore. I can't really explain what happened right now. Just remember to tell my father to burn it with sulfur."

I ran towards Teacher Wang's house while talking.

"What a damn mess."

"Why are you so stubborn and won't listen to advice?"

When I arrived at Teacher Wang's house, I was completely dumbfounded.