Ghost Immortal

Qiu Sheng wanted to say something more, but Li Feng pulled him back, so he had to shut up.

That night, the two were in a side room of the mortuary, preparing things for the next day.

Qiu Sheng reattached the silver wire to his iron whisk, then took out several amulets from the storeroom and stuffed them into the inner pocket of his Taoist robe.

Li Feng then took out all the remaining talismans and drew them all night long.

At dawn, he drew five more fire talismans, three exorcism talismans, and two immobilization talismans.

There weren't enough materials for the Thunder Explosion Talisman, so only one was drawn, but its quality was better than any of the previous ones. The sealed spiritual energy fluctuations had already reached the threshold of the Qi Refining stage.

After drawing the talismans, he stuffed the talisman paper into his sleeves, belt, and boots.

Ensures that you can touch it immediately in any position.

Then I checked the dagger, the breath-holding pill, the blood sand, and the jade box again.

The jade box that Qiulan prepared for him was carved from the finest mutton-fat white jade, and the inside of the lid was engraved with a spirit-sealing talisman, which could lock in the yin energy of the coffin fungus and prevent it from leaking out.

It is said that the jade box was one of He Xiangu's dowry items, which He Xiangu threw away in the storeroom to gather dust, but Qiulan secretly picked it up.

"Junior brother, do you think we'll make it back alive this time?"

Qiu Sheng sat on the edge of the bed, watching the sky outside the window gradually brighten, and sighed deeply.

Li Feng stuffed the last talisman into his boot and replied without turning his head, "Of course you can. If you had thought more back then, you wouldn't be so afraid now."

Qiu Sheng blushed and could only change the subject: "We still need to come back to act as matchmakers for Master. If Master and Aunt He get together, we'll be the matchmakers. Aunt He said she'll treat us well in the future."

After breakfast, Li Feng bid farewell to his master and senior sister, and then went to Tengteng Town with Qiu Sheng.

Tengteng Town is located 30 li northwest of Qingyan City. The official road was only half-built, and the rest of the road was all barren mountains and wilderness.

Following the map drawn by the one-eyed old man, the two men walked for about two hours before the mountains in front of them gradually narrowed, forming a natural canyon.

At the entrance to the canyon stands a broken stone tablet with three characters engraved on it.

Tengteng Town.

The inscription on the stone tablet has been weathered and blurred, but there are no weeds on the ground around the stone tablet, and the ground is covered with a thin layer of white frost.

At noon on July 16th, the sun was scorching hot, but the ground around the stone tablet was as cold as the coldest days of winter, and even the air was several degrees colder than elsewhere.

"The yin energy here is so heavy, it's all frosted over."

Qiu Sheng shrank his neck and subconsciously gripped the iron whisk at his waist.

Li Feng squatted down and touched the white frost on the ground with his finger.

The moment his fingertips touched it, a chilling aura emanated from it, seeping into his meridians and instantly numbing his fingers.

He quickly circulated his spiritual power to expel the yin energy from his body, stood up, and looked into the depths of the canyon.

The canyon was deathly silent.

There were no birdsong, no insect chirping, not even the sound of wind.

The trees on both sides are dead, and the broken stone path stretches from the entrance of the canyon into the depths.

The road was littered with the ruins of collapsed houses and scattered bones.

Li Feng and Qiu Sheng exchanged a glance, then simultaneously took out corpse ointment and grave soil from their bundles and applied them to their bodies.

This time they applied the mortar more carefully, filling even their hair and fingernails with gravel powder.

After applying the paste, blood sand was sprinkled on top. The dark red sand powder formed a thin shell on the surface of the corpse paste, emitting a strong zombie smell.

Finally, the two adjusted their breathing according to the breathing method of the Corpse Qi Concealment Technique before walking along the stone path into the depths of the canyon.

The town was in a terrible state of disrepair.

The houses on both sides of the street were leaning precariously, and the walls were covered with black mold, resembling distorted human faces.

Most of the roof tiles were broken, revealing dark, gaping rafters.

Occasionally, you can see a few scattered skeletons, with bite marks still visible on them, it's unclear whether they were bitten by zombies or wild dogs.

The town reeked of decaying corpses, mixed with the rotten smell of old coffin boards.

The smell was everywhere, making it impossible to tell where it was coming from.

"Junior brother, there's some noise ahead."

Qiu Sheng suddenly stopped and pointed to a house that had collapsed halfway.

The door of the house was lying askew on the ground, and the door frame was dark, but you could vaguely see something moving inside.

His movements were stiff and slow, like a marionette.

Li Feng gestured for silence, and the two of them tiptoed closer, hugging the wall on the other side of the street.

When he reached a spot where he could see clearly, Li Feng stopped and peeked inside from the corner of the wall.

Inside the main room of the house, there was a white-haired zombie standing!

Its clothes were tattered into strips, and its exposed skin was covered with white hair more than an inch long, like moldy tofu.

The eye sockets were deeply sunken, and there were no eyeballs in the eye sockets, only two eerie green will-o'-the-wisps flickering.

The thing was moving slowly, its head down as it rummaged through a pile of broken furniture, as if looking for something.

The zombie is actually looking for something?

Li Feng's heart stirred.

Ordinary zombies are unconscious; they simply wander aimlessly or are attracted by yang energy to attack living people.

However, the white-haired zombie's movements were clearly purposeful; even though they were stiff and clumsy, it was consciously searching.

Qiu Sheng whispered in his ear, "It's looking for any remaining traces of life! Master once said that zombies have the deepest obsession with yang energy. Some zombies were bitten to death before they died, and their obsession after death makes them want to find living people. These kinds of zombies are more troublesome than ordinary zombies."

Li Feng nodded, signaling Qiu Sheng to continue walking forward.

The two bypassed the house where the white-haired zombie was located and walked along the street.

The further you go in, the more zombies you'll encounter.

In almost every house on both sides of the street, there were one or two zombies squatting inside.

Some stood motionless in the corner, like dead trees.

Fortunately, none of the zombies spotted Li Feng and Qiu Sheng.

The Corpse Qi Concealment Technique is indeed effective.

When the zombies passed by them, they would at most sniffle and then continue doing their own thing.

There was a black-haired zombie that even bumped directly into Qiu Sheng's shoulder.

But it just stopped in confusion, sniffed Qiu Sheng with its rotting nose, and then turned and left.

The two continued walking, following the markings on the one-eyed old man's map, bypassing abandoned rice and salt shops, and crossing the long-dried-up town pond, where a relatively open space appeared ahead.

The open space was originally the town center market, and the surrounding houses are relatively well preserved, clearly indicating that it was once the most prosperous area in town.

This open space is now filled with zombies.

White-haired zombies, black-haired zombies, and even a few bluish-green jumping corpses were densely packed in the open space, numbering at least seventy or eighty.

They all face the same direction, paying homage to the ancestral hall.

The ancestral hall is located at the north end of the open space, a two-courtyard siheyuan facing south.

The courtyard wall was made of blue bricks and was three feet higher than that of ordinary houses. Rusty barbed wire was stuck on top of the wall.

The courtyard gate was tightly closed, with crisscrossing iron bars nailed to the door panel, and yellowed and tattered talismans pasted on the bars.

There was an old locust tree on each side of the courtyard gate, long dead. The grayish-white trunks were cracked in countless places, and dark red viscous liquid seeped from the tree holes, making them look like two bleeding trees.

Four bloodied corpses stood at the entrance of the ancestral hall.

Blood zombies are completely different from the zombies outside.

They have no hair on their bodies, and their skin is dark red, as if it has been peeled off and then grown back.

Its eyes were intact, with dark red will-o'-the-wisps burning in its pupils, brighter than the green flames in the eyes of ordinary zombies.

Their fingernails were three inches long and jet black, like poisoned daggers.

The four blood-soaked corpses were breathing in unison.

With each breath, their chests rose and fell simultaneously, and the dark red ghost flames flickered in their eyes at the same time, like four puppets controlled by the same string.

"These are the Blood Corpse Guardians the one-eyed old man was talking about. Their senses are even sharper than the Zombie King's, and the Corpse Aura Concealment Technique might not be able to hide from them."

Qiu Sheng swallowed hard, his heart pounding.