Zombie Life Begins in Hongxi Village

Lin Yi began setting up her tent on a high, sheltered spot near the mountains.

He shared one tent with Ren Qingqing, while Nian Ying and several other girls shared a large tent.

Lin Yi worked extremely quickly, setting up the two tents neatly in no time, even pulling the guy lines straight.

Several girls were still splashing and playing in the water on the beach, their laughter mingling with the sound of the waves.

Lin Yi glanced at them from afar, but did not go over to disturb them. Instead, she walked alone toward the small hill deep in the island.

The higher you go up the mountain, the heavier the yin energy becomes, and the temperature drops, making it cool and comfortable.

The mountain road was lined with ferns that were half a person tall, and the tree canopies intertwined overhead to form a dark green umbrella that blocked out the sunlight.

The air in the mountains was filled with the smell of old, decaying leaves and damp earth.

As they passed a muddy, green patch, a chilling current of air suddenly swept up from behind Lin Yi.

A hoarse and plaintive female voice rang in my ears: "Ah Lang~~ I died so tragically~~"

Lin Yi paused and turned around to look.

A disheveled female ghost was floating on the mud.

Her wet hair clung to her gray face, and she wore a tattered Qing Dynasty women's dress.

Her eyes gleamed with lust, as if she wanted to devour Lin Yisheng; she was truly a philandering devil!

"Heh~" Lin Yi chuckled, his gaze sweeping over the female ghost from head to toe. He said in a light, airy tone, "With your slovenly appearance, you think you deserve to be called a charming ghost?"

"What did you say?"

The female ghost's face instantly turned ferocious, and her withered fingers suddenly sprouted several-inch-long black claws. With a roar, she pounced on Lin Yi.

However, the next moment, a golden bolt of lightning as thin as a hair silently descended from the void, striking the female ghost precisely on the head.

"ah--"

The female ghost's form instantly transformed into countless tiny gray specks of light in the lightning, scattering in the air like ashes blown by the wind.

In a dilapidated temple not far away, a pair of eyes peered through the crack in the door and saw the whole scene clearly.

Zhu Jinchun huddled behind the dilapidated shrine, trembling like a leaf.

He knew that female ghost neighbor; she had committed suicide in the mountains during the Guangxu era, and they had actually crossed paths.

The female ghost even wanted to live with him, but he resolutely refused.

The female ghost was driven out of her husband's family for having an affair, and she went into the mountains to commit suicide.

Zhu Jinchun's wife eloped with someone back then, and he hates promiscuous women like that the most in his life.

Fortunately, his strength as a ghost was far superior to that of the female ghost; otherwise, she might have already snatched him away to be her husband.

But now, the female ghost that had haunted him for decades was easily wiped out, leaving not a trace behind.

Zhu Jinchun felt a deep sense of sorrow, like the sorrow of a rabbit mourning the death of a fox, welling up from the bottom of his heart.

He could see it clearly: the young man was using the legendary Thunder Magic!

Thunder is the thing ghosts fear most, without exception.

As the other party drew closer, Zhu Xiucai felt utterly hopeless. He looked up to the sky and sighed, "My life is over!"

Lin Yi arrived at the dilapidated temple, pushed open the door, and saw Zhu Xiucai dressed in zombie clothes with a sorrowful expression.

He clasped his hands together, muttered incantations, and looked as if he were closing his eyes and waiting to die.

Lin Yi stepped inside and slammed the temple door shut, making Zhu Xiucai shudder again.

Lin Yi opened the Eye of Hades and looked the legendary ghost, who could exist in the past and future at the same time, up and down. Suddenly, she let out a soft "whoosh".

"Another fate similar to that of Yu Canhua, perhaps a ghost or a Buddha?"

No, it's not just a ghost Buddha, but the rarest and most legendary future Buddha destiny.

The future Buddha, the future body—no wonder he can simultaneously possess the human form of a future reincarnation; that's the reason.

"I see!" Lin Yi suddenly realized.

This guy's potential is even greater than Yu Canhua's, no, it's not just Yu Canhua's.

In the entire underworld, in terms of potential alone, only the three Venerables Huaguang, Shijian, and Mao Xiaofang can compare to him.

Good thing he found out, otherwise he would have been abducted by Buddha.

Lin Yi's gaze towards Zhu Jinchun instantly became fervent, as if she had spotted a treasure that no one had ever touched.

Zhu Jinchun had closed his eyes and was waiting to die, but after waiting for a long time, the expected divine lightning did not fall.

He couldn't help but peek open his eyes a crack, and immediately saw Lin Yi's burning gaze that seemed to want to devour him alive.

Zhu Jinchun's heart tightened, and she instinctively squeezed her legs together, taking several steps back. Her voice trembled as she asked, "What...what do you want to do?"

Lin Yi's face stiffened, realizing that her expression just now seemed a bit too eager.

He coughed lightly, straightened his collar, and then removed the spatial barrier that had always covered him.

A wisp of Hades's oppressive aura spread out silently, like a river hanging upside down; it was not heavy, but it was enough to make any ghost tremble from the depths of its soul.

Zhu Jinchun felt as if he had been suddenly thrown into the Hall of the Dead. The young man in front of him suddenly became unapproachable, like an emperor sitting in the netherworld.

"I am the King of the Underworld. Scholar Zhu, upon seeing me, why don't you pay your respects?!"

Lin Yi stood with his hands behind his back, his voice carrying boundless authority.

He knew that for someone like Zhu Jinchun, who had been obsessed with and longed for officialdom during his lifetime, directly adopting the demeanor of the King of the Underworld would be more effective than any grand principles.

"Student Zhu Jinchun greets Your Majesty! Long live the Emperor! Long live the Emperor! Long live the Emperor!"

As expected, Zhu Jinchun was terrified and hurriedly prostrated himself on the ground, kowtowing repeatedly.

It's pitiful that he was just a poor scholar in his lifetime, never held an official position, and knew nothing about court etiquette. He could only imitate what was done in plays, shouting "Long live the Emperor!"

Lin Yi's face darkened instantly.

Long live the Emperor? Are you kidding me?

He is the immortal zombie ancestor. What difference is there between these two words being used to curse him?

After shouting, Zhu Jinchun realized he had misspoke and hurriedly slapped himself several times, stammering as he corrected himself:

"Uh, student misspoke, it should be 'May Your Majesty live a long and prosperous life!'"

Lin Yi was too lazy to argue with this fool, and waved her hand, saying:

"Zhu Jinchun, you had no official career in your life and failed the imperial examinations repeatedly, but you are destined to become an official in the underworld after death."

You have been trapped in this dilapidated temple for decades, and now your time has come to an end.

"I wish to appoint you as the Underworld Marshal Leopard Tail, in charge of the reincarnation of beasts. What do you say?"

Zhu Jinchun was stunned, and then his whole body began to tremble.

Leopard tail!

Leopard Tail, one of the Ten Great Underworld Marshals!

Although he wasn't well-read, he had read in unofficial histories and anecdotes that Leopard Tail was a righteous god of the underworld, in charge of the reincarnation and imprisonment of the souls of beasts.

This is a genuine Yin Marshal, whose official rank is at least fourth grade!

In his lifetime, he couldn't even get close to being a lowly ninth-rank official, but now he's suddenly become a fourth-rank underworld general. It's like his ancestors' graves are emitting auspicious smoke.

"Your Majesty, I thank you for your great kindness! I will certainly devote myself to the cause until my dying breath!" Zhu Jinchun kowtowed repeatedly, his words incoherent and his voice cracking.

Lin Yi said no more, raised his hand and condensed a dark red divine seed, which he gently sent into Zhu Jinchun's soul.

The moment the divine essence entered his soul, Zhu Jinchun let out a short, muffled groan, followed by his soul body beginning to expand and deform violently.

In just a moment, he transformed into a leopard-headed, human-bodied god-demon, with powerful limbs, a thick leopard tail trailing behind him, and dark red divine light swirling around him.

He looked down at his new body, then reached out and touched his furry leopard face, trembling with excitement.

Then he reached out and beckoned, and the hemp rope that had been hanging deep in the dilapidated temple for sixty years flew into his hand, instantly transforming into a jet-black steel whip with a ghostly glow.

This is the leopard tail's exclusive artifact.

Lin Yi nodded. "Very good. You go back to the underworld first, and I will find a teacher from Fengdu Underworld to give you a proper training."

Within three months, you must be fully familiar with all the powers and responsibilities of the Leopard Tail priesthood.

"Yes, Your Majesty! This humble subject takes his leave."

Zhu Jinchun regained his human form, bowed to Lin Yi, and then happily opened a gate to the underworld and stepped inside.

……

When Lin Yi returned to the beach.

In the distance, he saw several policemen gathered at a spot on the beach, and an indescribable stench wafted from there.

Nianying and the others had already run far away. When they saw Lin Yi return, they quickly ran over.

Nianying pinched her nose and pointed over there, saying:

"Brother-in-law, a corpse just floated ashore. It was all swollen up and looked disgusting."