Zombie Life Begins in Hongxi Village

A short while later, Ma Dayong returned with Chu Renmei.

Chu Renmei looked much more relaxed, a faint smile playing on her lips. Clearly, Xiao Qiang was doing well, and her last bit of obsession had dissipated.

The two seemed to have gotten even closer, and their affectionate display in the main hall made Lin Yi shudder.

Lin Yi leaned back on the sofa and said earnestly, "Da Yong, as the Horse-Face of the Underworld, a proper Yin Marshal, you should have a hundred ghosts and gods and three to five thousand Yin soldiers under your command according to the standard of the Underworld."

The ghosts and gods only need one-tenth of their power to operate, but those three to five thousand Yin soldiers are your own prestige.

But right now you only have Chu Renmei under your command, that's not good."

His voice was neither too loud nor too soft, but it carried a hint of sternness.

"Da Niu went out to recruit people yesterday. You can't just stay in the lap of luxury and forget your responsibilities."

Hong Kong Island lacks everything, except ghosts.

As you saw on the way to the opera troupe today, there are bone towers and cemeteries everywhere in the wilderness, with at least eight or ten thousand wandering ghosts.

Go and select some capable subordinates, lest when the underworld is officially in operation, you, the mighty Horse-Face, are left with no one to command, wouldn't that make you a laughingstock?

"Don't worry, my lord, I'll go out and recruit people right away!" Ma Dayong blushed, inwardly cursing Wang Daniu to the core.

That bastard is such a bad brother! He sneaked off to work hard without even saying hello, making him lose face in front of the Lord.

Chu Renmei blushed, and her hair seemed to consciously cover her face.

Lin Yi looked at Chu Renmei, whose shyness was tinged with a hint of horror, and said:

"Chu Renmei, I feel that your strength still has a lot of room for improvement."

"You're one of us. As long as you don't harm ordinary people or those benevolent spirits, even the evil spirits on Hong Kong Island can serve as resources for your advancement."

Chu Renmei has much greater potential than Ma Dayong. Ma Dayong rose to his position through nepotism, and his maximum potential is limited. He might even need Chu Renmei's support in the future.

Chu Renmei's black hair moved without wind, slowly parting from both sides of her face to reveal her dark, inky eyes.

"Yes, Your Majesty, I understand."

Ma Dayong then took Chu Renmei out to recruit soldiers and horses.

Qingqing was comprehending her own power, Daimeng was practicing the High Noble Heart Method in her room, and Nianying had also gone to report to Longci. The villa was unusually quiet.

Lin Yi accompanied Michelle for a walk in the garden. Michelle took his arm and suddenly asked, "Where's Nianying? I haven't seen her all morning."

"Her," Lin Yi chuckled, "was clamoring to go to school early this morning. Long Ci took her to register at Nalan Girls' Middle School, and she probably won't be back until after school."

Michelin smiled too, her eyes and brows radiating maternal tenderness:

"It's rare that she has this intention. Back when she was in Yun County, she was inconsistent in her efforts."

Now look at him, working so hard. Looks like our Mi family is about to produce a college graduate.

After she finished speaking, she lowered her head and gently touched her slightly protruding belly. Her tone carried a hint of anticipation, as well as a touch of barely perceptible nervousness: "I hope this baby is a boy, so that the Lin family can continue its lineage."

She was a traditional woman with deeply ingrained patriarchal views, not to mention that the Lin family did indeed have a successor to the throne.

Lin Yi, who came from modern society, took this in stride.

He patted Michelle's hand and said casually, "Don't put too much pressure on yourself. I like you whether you're a man or a woman."

He silently added to himself, "As long as she's not a rebellious daughter like Yamamoto Mirai."

"By the way, Sister Lian," Lin Yi changed the subject, her tone becoming more serious, "after the baby is born, you'll be Meng Po in the Heavenly Court."

"You only need to be responsible for the recipe and preparation of the Meng Po soup; the menial tasks of serving the soup to the ghosts will be handled by your subordinates."

Michelle nodded gently and gave Lin Yi a tender smile: "Okay."

As evening approached, the sound of a car engine shutting off could be heard outside the villa.

Nianying is back. She skips and hops across the yard, her brand-new leather schoolbag swaying with each step.

"School's out? Go wash your hands, dinner's almost ready."

Michelle took her schoolbag and placed it on the sofa, then casually tidied her bangs that had been ruffled by the wind.

Nianying smiled and agreed, then ran to the restroom to wash her hands. When she came back, she was still holding a piece of rice cake she bought at the school gate, and she chattered about school while eating it.

Her classmates were very friendly, and the teacher was also very kind to her. Her deskmate was a local girl named Ah Ling, and the teacher even took her to the snack stalls at the school gate after school.

Lin Yi sat on the sofa with a teacup in her hand, thinking to herself, "How could a teacher not treat you well? Long Ci donated HK$100,000 to the school to build a new library."

After talking for a while, Nianying suddenly shifted the topic to the supernatural legends at school.

She took a bite of the rice cake, her cheeks bulging, and mumbled:

"Our school's old library has been sealed off by the school authorities, and no one is allowed to enter."

The school explained that the building was too old, structurally unstable, and therefore dangerous.

But privately everyone says that's not the case.

I heard from Ah Ling that a girl hanged herself in the old library two years ago, and ever since then the library has been haunted.

Some people saw white shadows floating in the windows, and others heard voices coming from upstairs while passing by downstairs, even though the building was clearly deserted.

"And the dormitory buildings," Nianying said, swallowing the rice cake in her mouth and lowering her voice.

"You absolutely cannot leave the dormitory after 11 p.m., or something terrible will happen to you."

Michelle asked with some concern, "Should we change your school?"

"No need!" Nianying shook her head. "It's the same at other schools."

I asked Ah Ling, and she said there are many ghost stories around St. Paul's Girls' School, and last year a student at the nearby San Yu Middle School was kidnapped by a ghost while playing with a Ouija board.

This kind of story exists in every school on Hong Kong Island; it's the same everywhere.

She patted her chest, where she wore the lightning talisman Lin Yi had drawn for her. "Besides, with so many talismans on me, I'm not afraid of those ghosts at all."

She carries so many high-level talismans that even the Ghost King would avoid her. Ghosts that are terrifying to others are nothing to her.

Moreover, she had seen so many ghosts at home that she was initially afraid, but now she's practically numb to it.

Lin Yi was speechless. There were too many ghosts in Hong Kong. Even the students were used to it. How could this be allowed!

"Uncle Shou, go and inform Judge Shi Jian to send ghost messengers to clean up all the schools, big and small, on Hong Kong Island."

All wandering spirits lingering on campus must be apprehended, and those who commit evil deeds will be dealt with severely.

"Yes, sir," Shou Bo replied, then vanished into thin air as a black shadow.

The Underworld, a minor plane of the netherworld, is a place for judges who punish evildoers.

Shi Jian was sitting in the Judge's Hall looking at some documents sent by his master when suddenly a series of hurried footsteps came from outside the hall.

Shoubo stepped into the palace and relayed Lin Yi's verbal instructions word for word.

Upon hearing this, a flash of lightning appeared in Shi Jian's eyes.

Ever since he was appointed Judge of Punishment, he has been sitting in the palace all day learning from experience, and his hands have been itching to get to work.

Upon hearing that they were going to cleanse the campus of ghosts, he unhesitatingly pushed the documents aside and stood up:

"I will personally lead the team."

Soon, Shi Jian, dressed in the robes of the Judge of Punishment, strode out of the Hall of Punishment.

The lightning patterns on his divine robe shimmered slightly in the eerie blue light, and the divine might of the judge surrounding him caused the passing ghost messengers to lower their heads and give way.

He only ordered a team of ghost messengers to follow him, no more than a dozen in total, and then opened the gates of hell, becoming the first to step inside.

Target – Nalan Girls' Middle School.

Since Lord Hades' sister-in-law is studying there, she naturally deserves priority.