Joining Tiandao Company: Starting by mending a zombie world

"Ren Fa is definitely problematic!"

Qiu Sheng squatted under the window and overheard most of the conversation between Chu Sheng, Yu Chuda, Lin Fengjiao, and others inside the room.

His eyes darted around, and he felt an itch in his heart, like he was being scratched by a cat.

Ever since Chu Sheng and Yu Chuda arrived, their master, Lin Fengjiao, has always used them as role models.

Especially Chu Sheng—he broke through to the Great Heavenly Cycle at a young age and was even able to spar with Old Master Ren.

Qiu Sheng was unconvinced and always wanted to find an opportunity to prove himself.

His eyes darted around, he grinned, and quietly slipped back to the room he shared with Wencai.

"Wencai! Wencai!"

Qiu Sheng slapped Wen Cai across the face, who was sprawled out on the bed snoring, and disgustedly shook the drool off his hands.

"Get up quickly, something good has happened."

"Hmm... Is dinner ready?" Wen Cai sat up groggily, rubbing his eyes.

"Eat, eat, all you ever do is eat!" Qiu Sheng said in a low voice, mysteriously, "I just overheard a big secret!"

Wen Cai yawned: "What secrets could there be in the middle of the night?"

His eyes immediately lit up: "You didn't peep at Miss Ren while she was bathing, did you?"

"Pah! You're the one who peeked at people taking a bath!"

Qiu Sheng leaned close to his ear and said, "I heard from my master and the others that Old Master Ren might be hiding in the rockery in the back garden of the Ren family mansion!"

Wen Cai jolted awake, all sleepiness gone: "Really? Really?"

Qiu Sheng's eyes darted around: "Absolutely true!"

Wen Cai nodded: "That's good too..."

Qiu Sheng slapped him on the head: "What's so great about it! How can the credit for catching zombies be given to those two disciples of Third Master Uncle?"

Wen Cai blinked, looking puzzled.

Qiu Sheng shook his head helplessly: "Hurry up and pack up the magical artifacts. Before Master and the others make a move, let's capture that zombie. It will be a great achievement!"

Wen Cai shrank back: "But...that's a zombie...are we sure we can handle it?"

"What's there to be afraid of!" Qiu Sheng patted his chest. "Didn't you hear what Chu Sheng said? That old master Ren was seriously injured and doesn't have much fighting power left!"

"Besides, we still have corpse-binding ropes, black dog blood, glutinous rice, and talismans. Let's take advantage of that old zombie's weakness and capture it in one fell swoop!"

Seeing that Wencai was still hesitating, he quickly added, "Think about it, once we succeed, Master will definitely look at us with new respect! He'll never call you a good-for-nothing again!"

Although Wencai was timid, he couldn't resist Qiusheng's coaxing and deception—he had always hoped to gain Lin Fengjiao's approval, and in the end, he was dragged out the door.

Using the moonlight, the two quietly made their way to the backyard.

Upon reaching the vicinity of the artificial hill, Wencai felt a chill run down his spine: "Qiu... Qiusheng, let's go back..."

"Shut up!" Qiu Sheng mustered his courage and began to explore around the artificial hill. "We're already here, what are we afraid of?"

He was lucky; he actually managed to find a recessed mechanism.

With a gentle press, the base of the artificial mountain slid open a crack, revealing stone steps extending downwards.

A chilling aura rose up from below.

"Stay close to me." Qiu Sheng swallowed hard, took out an exorcism talisman from his pocket, stuck it to his chest, and handed another one to Wen Cai.

The two walked down the stone steps one after the other.

The deeper they went, the stronger the stench of the corpse became. Wencai's legs trembled so badly he almost cried.

At the end of the stone steps was the iron gate. Qiu Sheng pressed his ear against the gate, listened for a moment, and then subconsciously pushed it.

The iron gate creaked open a crack.

"How about... we leave?" Wen Cai patted Qiu Sheng's shoulder and advised, clearly seeing the dark coffin in the center of the secret room through the crack.

"Since we're already here, we should at least get to the bottom of this."

Qiu Sheng was bold. He took out half a bag of glutinous rice from his pocket, put half of his body inside, and walked to within a meter of the coffin.

"Watch me give it a good beating!" he said, about to throw the glutinous rice at the coffin.

Just as the rice was about to leave his hand, a hoarse voice, like a broken bellows, suddenly rang out from behind him:

"I thought some mouse had sneaked into my quiet room... but it turned out to be two little mice."

Qiu Sheng's heart pounded; he knew something bad was about to happen.

But his years of martial arts training allowed him to hold on and not run away immediately. Instead, he shouted sternly:

"You fiend! Today is your death day!"

With a flick of his wrist, the remaining glutinous rice scattered behind him like a shower of flowers, while his other hand quickly reached for the corpse-suppressing talisman in his pocket.

However, the power of Old Master Ren far exceeded his imagination.

The other person let the glutinous rice scatter all over them, making a crackling sound, and raised their left hand to block the talisman that Qiu Sheng had thrown out.

With a "bang," a cloud of white smoke burst out.

Without even looking, the old man casually waved his free left hand.

The next moment, Qiu Sheng felt an invisible force strike him, as if he had been hit by a galloping carriage.

His body flew backward with a "bang," slamming hard against the stone wall of the secret chamber before rolling to the ground. He coughed up blood, his vision went black, and he could no longer get up.

"Qiusheng!" Wencai's eyes widened in horror. He hurriedly reached into his robes, trying to retrieve the life-saving talisman that Lin Fengjiao had given him.

However, he was too nervous and before he could even take it out, Old Master Ren grabbed his shoulder and pressed him down!

"Snap!"

A clear cracking sound rang out. Wen Cai screamed in agony as his left arm went limp, completely losing all strength.

Suddenly, he felt his body lighten as Old Master Ren grabbed him by the neck and lifted him up. He heard the other man's triumphant laughter in his ear:

"Hehehe... Tomorrow, I will absorb the blood of that little pure yang body, and then devour the essence of you two little Taoists," he said in a cold voice, "and my becoming a flying zombie will be just around the corner."

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"Strange? Where did Wencai and Qiusheng go?"

Noon the next day.

After finishing her morning exercise, Lin Fengjiao searched around several times but couldn't find Qiusheng and Wencai, which puzzled her.

Seeing that Master Four Eyes was still fast asleep, he shook his head:

"All he does is drink all day long, isn't he afraid of being punished by his ancestors in his dreams?"

As they were talking, Ren Fa walked over with a smile and began to exchange pleasantries with him.

"Master Lin, I've heard that zombies are immortal. Then why are people afraid of becoming zombies?"

Lin Fengjiao was taken aback, not expecting Ren Fahui to suddenly bring up this question. After a moment's thought, she said:

"Although zombies are immortal, they have no emotions or desires and have no relation to 'humans' whatsoever."

Ren Fa then asked, "Daoist Master, if everyone turned into zombies, wouldn't no one die anymore, and there would be no more wars? Wouldn't that be great?"

Lin Fengjiao smiled, staring meaningfully at Ren Fa: "Zombies are formed from resentment. Even if they possess intelligence, they cannot fill the emptiness in their hearts."

"In the long run, all living things will disappear, and the world will be a desolate wasteland!"

At this point, he intentionally reminded:

"Zombies cannot reproduce."

Ren Fa stiffened, paused for a moment, and then changed the subject:

"The young lady has almost fully recovered."

"Tonight I'm hosting a dinner party, and I urge you, my fellow Taoist priests, to do me the honor of attending."

Lin Fengjiao stared into Ren Fa's eyes and slowly said, "Definitely."

Lin Fengjiao stared into Ren Fa's eyes and slowly said, "Definitely."