Please control me, my divine being!

In the dimly lit alley, neither of them expected the other to suddenly attack.

Enraged, the man rolled up his sleeves, ready to strike.

As a result, when he saw Gu Qinghan's horrifying appearance with his face covered in blood and lividity under the moonlight, he immediately stopped in his tracks, feeling as if his heart had stopped.

The woman screamed.

Her legs were so weak that she couldn't even stand up while holding onto the wall, and her face was ashen.

"What kind of monster are you? Don't come any closer, don't come any closer!" The man pulled at the woman, trying to back away, but he couldn't budge her no matter what he did.

Gu Qinghan took two steps and arrived in front of the other person.

Driven by hunger, all she could think about was biting open the other person's neck and drinking their blood.

The next moment, she extended her fingernails, intending to cut open the other person's chest.

But at this moment, that irresistible force descended upon her once more, like a mountain pressing down on her, rendering her unable to move.

The man and woman were already terrified, but when they saw the monster in front of them unable to move, they came to their senses, let out a scream, and fled.

Ding ding ding.

Dozens of copper coins fell to the ground as the men and women ran, making a crisp clinking sound in the empty and quiet alley.

As the alleyway returned to silence, the divine power emanating from Gu Qinghan dissipated. She leaned against the wall, utterly exhausted. Though her emotions were intense, her expression remained completely calm.

Like a dead person.

"I'm a human, not a monster." She seemed to be convincing herself, or perhaps covering up her earlier actions, emphasizing it again in her mind: "I'm a human, not a monster!"

then.

She bowed her head gratefully to the dark sky: "Thank you for your help, God. I will repay you handsomely in the future."

Now she was certain that the ritual had worked and had attracted the attention of a deity, but it was neither the Corpse Immortal of Ten Thousand Industries nor the Yin Corpse Lord...

Could it be one of the many gods she had worshipped in the past?

As a cultivator with a clear mind, she could become a believer of every god as long as she could improve her cultivation level.

Offering sacrifices in exchange for blessings.

This is a mutually beneficial transaction for both parties.

Therefore, Gu Qinghan worshipped many gods, so many that she herself could hardly remember them all.

Without lingering, she took a deep breath to calm herself and then picked up the scattered coins one by one.

The two people, a man and a woman, didn't care about any of that when they were fleeing for their lives.

"A total of over forty coins..."

She picked up the coins, put them in her pocket, and disappeared into the dark alley.

There was quite a commotion just now.

If she stays any longer, she's very likely to be discovered in her current state, and if that attracts the attention of the constables, it will be troublesome.

……

The area along the long riverbank.

Besides the countless illegal workshops of all sizes, there are also some bustling long streets.

These streets are naturally not as grand as Huajie Street, which runs through the north and south of the city, but they still have everything one could need.

Whether you're here for food, drinks, and entertainment, or for work and leisure, you can find a suitable place here.

Gu Qinghan washed the blood and frost off her face by the river. She tried to open her eyes wide and, in the dim moonlight, saw that her face was still pale and bloodless, with patches of blemishes.

He let out a long sigh.

She took some scraps of cloth, covered her face completely, and then chose a secluded and dark corner to walk into the long street in front of her.

There were quite a few people on the long street.

It was common for many workers in the workshop to sneak out at night to drink a bowl of sweet soup and eat some wontons and glutinous rice balls.

The lanterns along the street swayed in the night breeze, emitting a faint red glow.

With the lights from the shops and lofts on both sides, the whole street was a bit dim, but you could still see things with difficulty.

Gu Qinghan couldn't smell the aroma of food wafting in the air at all; her instinctive hunger and thirst tormented her nerves constantly.

Especially after getting rid of the Corpse Control Bell.

She never imagined that this hunger would continue to grow within her body.

What's even more painful is that after she turned into a zombie, almost all of her other normal senses disappeared.

unconsciously.

Gu Qinghan sat in a chair.

The restaurant owner was cooking pot-shaped flatbreads in soup on the stove, and a fragrant aroma filled the room.

Several laborers who had slipped out of the workshop sat at a neighboring table, loudly discussing how the city had become a melting pot of all sorts of people recently because of the Dragon King Festival.

But ever since Gu Qinghan walked into the stall and sat down at another table, the eyes of the group have been fixed on her.

On such a late night, it was quite eye-catching for a young woman to sit down next to me.

What's more, the other party is so fair-skinned.

Although the woman was dressed in hemp clothing and her face was covered up, the skin on her wrists and ankles that were exposed was as white as jade, making it impossible to look away.

But as she approached and sat down...

A faint, foul odor wafted out, completely dispelling the aroma of food in the air.

"Such a beauty, yet she stinks so badly."

"It is probably a strange disease he was born with, as foul as that corpse."

"I didn't look closely just now, but her hands are covered in black spots. She's a freak. Let's get out of here, don't get involved."

The group covered their faces and hurriedly left the stall.

Gu Qinghan naturally heard their whispers, but she had to conceal her identity and could only swallow her anger.

Moreover, her worldly skills were completely rendered useless after she was turned into a zombie. She couldn't even sense the Seventh Heaven Palace, had no spiritual energy, and couldn't use any of her methods.

Not to mention the connection to the Taiyin Corpse Abyss within the Seven Heavens Palace, where Yin Qi and Corpse Qi are manipulated to unleash the techniques of cultivators who have broken through their life barriers.

In the past, she could have turned these people into zombies with just a breath.

A tiger fallen into the plains!

Gu Qinghan placed the copper coins he had picked up on the table and gestured to the pancake stall owner.

The shopkeeper was also a little apprehensive. It was the hour of Hai (9-11 PM), and although it wasn't midnight yet, there were still quite a few people coming and going on the street. But with such a strange woman sitting there, he just hoped that she would finish eating quickly and not affect his business.

Not long after.

A steaming bowl of scallion soup, along with a stack of soup dumplings, was served on the table.

Gu Qinghan took a sip of soup and felt uncomfortable all over.

Compared to the plain water she drank before, she now felt as if she had swallowed something hot and astringent, making her want to vomit.

Not right.

She has developed a serious problem with her perception of food.

Picking up the fragrant soup noodles from the bowl, Gu Qinghan only took one bite before finding them tasteless and quickly spitting them out.

This is no longer a question of whether or not we can get enough to eat.

I simply can't eat it!

"Does it really have to be drinking blood?"

Gu Qinghan never imagined that rigor mortis would turn out like this.

As a "coffin craftswoman," she has come into contact with no fewer than thousands of rigor mortises, and has been surrounded by corpses since childhood.

Rigor mortis occurs when a person is mentally unstable.

Those who can retain their memories intact are extremely rare, truly a miracle.

"No, if I want to get rid of this corpse, I absolutely cannot drink the blood of living people." Gu Qinghan knew very well that feeding the blood of living people was a method of raising a corpse, and the growth direction of the zombie would be different depending on the feeding method.

She used to be a coffin maker, and although she wasn't as skilled as a corpse breeder in cultivating corpses, she still understood the ins and outs to some extent.

The path of the Corpse Charioteer, including coffin makers, corpse raisers, corpse drivers, and underworld spirits, involves dealing with corpses year-round.

"To regain human form, one needs the Three Yin and Five Elements Corpse Refining Grand Sacrifice and the Corpse Returning to Yang Grand Sacrifice..."