The poor girl from the 1970s was forced to kiss by the damp educated youth.

In the blink of an eye, the zombie appeared before them. The villagers retreated in panic, but Chen Zhi narrowed his bright eyes, tucked his slingshot into his waistband, and charged toward the zombie.

"Chen Zhi—"

Zhao Jinbao couldn't help but gasp softly.

The others gasped in surprise.

How come this girl is so awesome? She just rushed up there like that!

Chen Gui and Chen Mu in the crowd exchanged a glance, both brothers looking puzzled. When did Chen Zhi become so powerful?

Roar!

Chen Zhi leaped up and kicked the zombie in the head, sending it flying. Then, she pulled up the heavy tombstone and, as the zombie charged again, slammed it down on the zombie.

With a loud bang, rocks flew everywhere.

The tombstone shattered, and the zombie merely took a few steps back.

This zombie's body is incredibly sturdy!

The villagers watching trembled in fear. These zombies were so hard to kill, could Chen Zhi possibly defeat them?

What frustrated them even more was that the fog had only receded twenty meters, and it was still all gray and hazy outside, with nothing visible, not even the sky.

They wanted to escape, but they didn't know which direction to run in!

Chen Renzheng stared intently at the fighting man and corpse, his heart pounding in his chest.

Chen Jun clenched his fists and, as Chen Zhi was sent flying by the zombie, asked his second aunt, "What's this thing afraid of? Does it have any weaknesses?"

Second Aunt blurted out, "It fears karmic fire and heavenly lightning. There are lightning-summoning talismans that can draw heavenly lightning to kill it. But in all my years, I have never seen a lightning-summoning talisman."

Chen Jun scratched his head. "What you're saying is pointless."

Auntie Er also looked helpless; it wasn't her choice to be so inexperienced.

Chen Renzheng: "Isn't it afraid of fire?"

Second Aunt shook her head, "It's impervious to water and fire."

Zhao Jinbao asked hesitantly, "How will Chen Zhi defeat her opponent?"

Chen Zhi had thrown stones at the other party several times, but the other party was unharmed and didn't seem tired at all.

The second aunt sighed, her face filled with regret, "I don't know what good fortune this girl has received, it's just a pity, I'm afraid today—"

Auntie Er didn't finish her sentence, but everyone understood the meaning behind it.

Everyone watched as Chen Zhi was knocked away, then saw him quickly get up, rush towards the zombie, grab its clothes, and throw it away, which landed squarely back into the tomb.

"Such a heavy aura of malevolence!"

Second Aunt murmured, her cloudy eyes filled with terror. For a moment, she couldn't tell whether the evil aura came from the zombies, the newly deceased ghosts, or Chen Zhi.

Inside the not-so-spacious coffin, Chen Zhi braced one foot against the zombie's chin to prevent it from opening its mouth, while her hands gripped one of the zombie's arms, and she pulled with all her might—

The next second, with a tearing sound, she ripped the arm off the zombie.

Those outside the cemetery, unaware of what was happening inside, were curious but dared not approach to investigate. Suddenly, a long, thin object flew out, startling them.

"Light the fire! Burn it!"

Chen Zhi's cold voice came from the cemetery.

Only then did everyone notice that what flew out was actually an "arm," a withered and slender arm.

Chen Renzheng looked at his second aunt, "You said—"

"Burn it! Quickly gather firewood and burn it!" Auntie Er's body trembled uncontrollably. The whole thing wouldn't burn to death, but it could be burned piece by piece.

This is a zombie! And it was just torn apart like that!

Not only had she never seen it, but there was also no record of it in any books!

This is an evil creature that is impervious to swords and spears, and immune to water and fire. How strong must this girl be!

The fire quickly rose, but no one dared to pick up the arm. It was Second Aunt who picked it up and shakily threw it into the fire.

She instructed, "This stuff won't burn well; it'll probably take a long time. Everyone, please work hard and gather as much firewood as possible."

Upon hearing this, the villagers continued searching for firewood without saying a word, even uprooting the dry grass.

Next, Chen Zhi threw out the zombie's other arm, followed by its legs, and then its grotesque head...

With each item Chen Zhi threw out, the villagers' shock and joy grew, until they finally saw the head fly out, at which point their hearts were at ease.

The zombies have been dealt with!

Chen Zhi crawled out of the tomb carrying the bare body of the zombie. She was covered in dust and dirt, and only her eyes shone brightly in the dim firelight.

For a moment, none of the villagers dared to step forward; they remained silent, trembling with fear.

Chen Zhi walked step by step toward the fire and threw the corpse into it.

The scene suddenly fell silent, with only the crackling sounds from the firelight and Chen Zhi's panting.

Chen Zhi walked to the open space to the side and sat down. She was very tired from the fight, but it was also exhilarating. It was as if she had released all the energy she had been holding in. Her body felt relaxed and comfortable, but then she became tired.

"Chen Zhi, your wounds are bleeding." Zhao Jinbao was the first to walk towards Chen Zhi.

Chen Zhi shook her head, "Don't worry about it."

Second Aunt frowned. "There might be corpse poison."

Chen Zhi remained unconcerned, saying, "It's nothing."

She instinctively felt that these poisons wouldn't harm her and would be excreted from her body through her blood and bodily fluids.

The second aunt seemed thoughtful. "Just keep it to yourself. If you feel unwell, go to the town's health center to get checked out."

She couldn't cure the corpse poison either.

The fire is still burning.

Everyone was treating the wrist wounds of Chen Peng, Chen Da, and a dozen other unconscious youths. Fortunately, apart from excessive blood loss, they had no other discomfort and woke up soon after.

"Do you remember what happened after we went into the mountains?" Chen Renzheng asked.

A dozen or so young men recalled the incident and said, "At the time, I was only thinking about finding the cow, so I walked very fast. When I came to my senses, I couldn't see anything ahead anymore, not even the people who had gone into the mountains with me. Later, I don't know what happened."

"Me too, my mind just gets foggy as I walk."

The others nodded, and so did they.

Chen Peng frowned and said, "I was with Chen Da, Er Gou, and Xiao Shuai. As soon as we entered the mountains, I felt something was off. Out of caution, I suggested we all hold hands. Later, we saw a fog, and we felt that the fog was strange and something was wrong. I said we shouldn't go into the fog, and Chen Da and the others agreed. But—"

Chen Peng paused, "But there were many voices urging us to go in, talking and talking in our ears until our heads hurt, and those voices kept echoing in our minds. Then we didn't know anything anymore."

Second Aunt: "That's because you've been bewitched."

Chen Peng suddenly felt his throat go dry. He swallowed and asked, "Is that a ghost?"

The fog was still churning.

Everyone instinctively gathered in the direction of Second Aunt and Chen Zhi, feeling uneasy and getting goosebumps all over their bodies.

Second Aunt sighed, not answering, but saying, "Don't tell anyone about tonight's events. Everyone keep your mouths shut. If you talk too much, some unclean spirit will come after you."

The villagers were immediately terrified and shook their heads vigorously, saying nothing.

Chen Peng: "Second Aunt, what's the situation now?"

Looking at the disheveled Chen Zhi opposite him, then at the bonfire beside him, the tomb not far away, and the mess all around, he felt that something big must have happened.

My second aunt didn't say it explicitly, but said, "Go back and ask your mother."

At this moment, Zhao Jinbao asked curiously, "Whose tomb is that?"

The villagers looked at each other, bewildered; they had no idea either.

Not only did they not know whose it was, they didn't even know there was a cemetery there.

"It's not from any of the nearby villages," said Old Lin, who was herding cattle. "I've been running around in the mountains since I was six years old. I've been here a few times, but I've never seen anyone come to pay their respects. This grave has always been overgrown with weeds, and no one has ever cleaned it. There's no trace of incense or candles burned here."

Zhao Jinbao: "I guess their descendants moved away, or they died."

This is the best possible outcome.

Otherwise, if they destroy someone's grave, even if the corpse crawled out on its own, who would believe it?

Chen Renzheng immediately instructed everyone to strictly control their children after returning home and not to let them run into this mountain forest.

The villagers naturally had no objections; they would have done it even if the brigade leader hadn't mentioned it.

After waiting for more than an hour, the flames in the fire died down, leaving only ashes. There was no trace of the zombie, not even a piece of cloth remained.

Everyone finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Chen Zhi stood up from the ground, patted the dirt off her bottom, and said to the brigade leader and secretary, "Take the oxen with you, I'll lead everyone out."

Upon hearing this, the brigade leader and the secretary immediately ordered everyone to take the ox rope.

Before Chen Zhi could even step into the fog, the fog began to churn and transform into the gaping maw of a ferocious beast.

The villagers' hearts, which had been at ease, jumped into their throats again, and they couldn't help but want to cry. When would this ever end?

Compared to the villagers' fear, Chen Zhi was more impatient. She was tired and just wanted to go home, take a shower, and get a good night's sleep, but some clueless people came up to block her way.

With a heavy heart, she roared at the black mist, "Get out of my way!"

An invisible force dispelled the black fog, revealing a clear path ahead.

Now, everyone could see not only the road, but also the moon and stars.

that's it?

Are they safe?

They had doubts, but no one dared to ask. Chen Zhi quickened her pace, and they followed suit, until they left the mountain. A cool autumn breeze blew, and they realized they were covered in sweat without even noticing.

Recalling what happened in the mountains tonight, they still couldn't help but feel lingering fear. But amidst the fear, they were also grateful that Chen Zhi was there; otherwise, none of them would have survived tonight.

But it's strange, when did Chen Zhi become so powerful?

The poor soul who was once avoided by the entire village, rumored to be a jinx, a jinx, and an unlucky ghost, had lived a miserable life for more than ten years. But tonight, he shocked everyone and became their hero!

No one knew what had happened, but they vaguely felt that the brigade leader and the secretary might know the reason, otherwise they wouldn't have gone out of their way to invite Chen Zhi.

However, in reality, neither the captain nor the secretary knew that they had invited Chen Zhi solely because of Xi Lang, wondering if Xi Lang had given Chen Zhi something to protect her.

The result was beyond their expectations; Chen Zhi herself was very capable.