Zombie Life Begins in Hongxi Village

Lin Yi then received the ability "Wood Control".

In an instant, a vibrant and lush Daoist aura surged forth from the blue teardrop and merged into his soul.

The mountains, forests, ancient trees, wild grass, and thorns all seemed to have a faint connection with him.

In the mountains and fields, he is the king of plants and trees.

Of course, for Lin Yi, this thing was just something fun, better than nothing.

Then obtain the Complete Book of Ancient Witchcraft.

This time, a massive amount of knowledge flooded into my mind like a burst dam.

Sacrifices, divination, talismans, incantations, exorcism rituals, summoning souls and burying the dead, exorcising ghosts and warding off evil spirits, cultivating Gu worms, refining corpses, cursing and black magic... countless ancient methods unfolded in his consciousness one by one.

Among them was a secret method for turning the remains of emperors like Ji Quji and Zhao Tuo into zombies.

The world of Gu worms opened his eyes to a whole new level.

The development and application of Gu by our ancient ancestors was far beyond what today's sorcerers in Southeast Asia could imagine.

Such as Golden Silkworm Gu, Silver Ring Gu, Love Gu, Soul Gu, Gu Mother, Gu King... encompassing everything, and even the method of nurturing immortals with Gu.

If he wanted, he could easily establish his own sect and become a patriarch of witchcraft.

Finally, there was the Emperor Yin's ceremonial guard.

He was very pleased with the reward.

Ghosts can generally be categorized into wandering spirits, vengeful ghosts with obsessive thoughts, malevolent spirits harboring resentment, and earthbound spirits bound to the place of death...

Evil spirits that possess certain characteristics and rules, military souls forged in battle, and ghost kings who can control ghost realms and command hordes of ghosts.

Of course, this is just a difference in categories. The strength of ghosts often has to be determined after a battle.

Generally speaking, the fighting power of the Ghost King and evil spirits is much higher than that of other ghosts.

But there are always exceptions. For example, Zhu Jinchun was just a vengeful ghost who hanged himself, but because of his destiny as a future Buddha, he was more troublesome than many ghost kings.

In addition, the red-clad ghosts among the vengeful spirits can sometimes fight against the Ghost King.

For Lin Yi, four hundred Ghost King-level Yin soldiers were nothing special. What truly concerned him were the Yin Emperor's ceremonial guard and the eight-bearer imperial carriage.

After all, he is now a powerful figure in the underworld, and he can't always travel alone, which would make him look utterly inferior.

Even Zhong Kui has a large group of little ghosts hanging banners and holding umbrellas when he goes out formally. If he doesn't even have a ceremonial guard, what kind of decorum would that be?

Now, not only do they have ceremonial guards, but they've also been given a royal carriage as a bonus. Moreover, the ghost realm is now filled with the high-class Yin soldiers passing through, it's practically made for showing off.

However, the honor guard cannot be deployed at the moment.

If the Yin energy of four hundred Ghost Kings were to be fully unleashed, not only this inn, but the entire Banwan Village would be transformed into a ghost realm by the Yin energy.

As for the hundred tons of gold, Lin Yi casually put it into his Qiankun Ring.

Just as Umbrella Bank was about to open, this was considered as a reserve fund for the bank.

As for the ten catties of exorcising cinnabar, they were also thrown into the ring.

As the King of the Underworld, who is in charge of ghosts, why would he need any exorcising cinnabar?

After tidying everything up, Lin Yi turned over and pulled Lin Xiaohua into her arms.

He closed his eyes, activated his dream-entering ability, and entered the dream world.

In his dream, he transformed into an ancient ancestor, establishing villages and worshipping heaven and earth, verifying the shamanistic knowledge he had just acquired one by one.

He was proficient in incantation, curses, Gu poison, and corpse refining—he could handle each of them with ease.

In the final part of his dream, he even spent a hundred years cultivating a legendary immortal Gu, thanks to his profound knowledge of witchcraft.

It was a small worm with a body as white as jade, capable of absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and granting its host power comparable to that of immortals and gods.

Unfortunately, Lin Yi's current abilities are not yet sufficient to materialize the vibrant, living creatures and extraordinary objects from her dreams into reality.

However, it's somewhat possible to manage to bring out inanimate objects like photographs from dreams, like Shizuka Domoto.

However, the consumption is too staggering, making it not worthwhile.

Lin Yi wasn't in a hurry. At his level, accumulating power was only a matter of time.

Since the Immortal Gu has already been cultivated once in the dream, it is not difficult to replicate it in reality when the time is right.

……

Meanwhile, Qin Bu and Zhao Li also arrived at No. 83 Wenchuan Road, Huifu District.

This is a church that has been abandoned for many years and is located in the San Sha position. The cross on the spire has long been rusted and is hanging diagonally on the eaves.

The two did not rush inside.

Zhao Li squatted outside the wall, lowering his voice to a whisper as he called out to the ground, "Land, Land."

A moment later, a wisp of smoke rose from the base of the wall, and a little old man in a long robe emerged from the ground.

He glanced towards the church, then bowed slightly to Qin Bu, whispered "Brother Hei," before turning to Zhao Li and lowering his voice to a level only a few could hear: "Zhao Li, are you chasing those two ghosts inside?"

"Hmm, are they still inside?" Zhao Li asked in a low voice.

"She's still there." The land spirit blinked. "That female ghost is very fierce. As soon as she arrived, she extracted the man's soul and possessed a sealed Western female vampire in the church."

I had just used my divine domain to investigate when she noticed and even injured my eyes with her ghostly energy.

They should be getting ready to leave now, so you'd better hurry.

Qin Bu and Zhao Li then noticed that the old man had been blinking incessantly since earlier.

They initially thought it was a quirk, but they never imagined it was caused by Hao Ji.

Zhao Li patted him on the shoulder: "Don't worry, Lao Han, I'll get revenge for you tonight."

"Hey, Zhao Li, you two must teach those two bastards a lesson."

The land deity nodded, then added a word of caution: "That female ghost is very eerie; you must be extremely careful."

After saying that, he disappeared back into the ground.

Zhao Li pulled out his revolver and was about to rush into the church. Qin Bu grabbed him.

"etc."

"What's wrong?" Zhao Li asked, turning around in confusion.

The next second, his mouth dropped open.

Qin Bu took off his own head, rummaged through the string of ghost heads at his waist for a long time, and finally chose the head of an old man with a sinister face and a long beard, and pressed it against his neck.

The black mist surged, and the old man's face gradually changed, eventually becoming Qin Bu's face again.

But his entire demeanor changed abruptly from rough and fierce to sinister and vicious, like a venomous snake coiled in the shadows.

Just by standing there, Zhao Li felt a chill run down the back of his neck.

"I'll draw a ghost-trapping and soul-locking array around this wall first," Qin Bu said. His voice was the same as before, but his tone carried an unsettling chill, like that of an old, wicked cultivator.

"Let that arrogant woman know that she's not the only one who can create barriers. When it comes to array formations and restrictions, we Chinese are her ancestors!"

Zhao Li nodded, and simply gave Qin Bu a thumbs up.

He didn't ask Qin Bu why an executioner would suddenly use the Soul-Binding and Soul-Locking Array; he had already roughly guessed it in his mind.

Watching Qin Bu's retreating figure as he traced runes with his fingertips on the wall, Zhao Li couldn't help but feel relieved once again.

Fortunately, this guy was recruited by Lin Ming's Underworld; otherwise, being his enemy would be an extremely terrifying thing.

As Qin Bu finished carving the last stroke, an almost transparent barrier suddenly rose up, completely isolating the entire church from the outside world.