Zombie Life Begins in Hongxi Village

"Phew—" Zhao Li let out a long breath and lowered the muzzle of his gun. "It's finally over."

Inside the church, the smoke of gunpowder slowly dissipated.

The ground was littered with broken clay sculpture fragments, bullet casings, and shattered wood and stone.

The lingering stench of evil and blood in the air had slowly dissipated, leaving only a faint, lingering smell of burning.

Zhao Li turned to Qin Bu, his face showing genuine gratitude: "Thanks to you this time, Lao Qin. If you ever need my help in the future, just let me know."

Qin Bu did not respond. His gaze fell on Zhao Li, his eyes deep and meaningful as he carefully examined Zhao Li's body from head to toe.

His gaze seemed to be examining a rare piece of raw material for corpse refining.

"Brother Zhao, your potential is far more than this," Qin Bu said slowly. "If you were willing to come to the Linming Underworld, you could handle someone like Hao Ji all by yourself."

With Qin Bu's discerning eye, he could naturally see the unusual nature of Zhao Li's body.

If this body can be combined with the Netherworld Godhood and forged into a true Netherworld God's body, its potential would be among the best in the entire Linming Underworld.

No wonder His Majesty wanted to recruit this person the first time they met.

Zhao Li shuddered under Qin Bu's piercing gaze, a chill creeping up the back of his neck.

He subconsciously took half a step back, coughed twice, and quickly changed the subject:

"Ahem, Her Majesty Chacha has treated me well, so I'll put aside my consideration for Lin Mingwang for now."

"In that case, I'll send you a telegraph machine later, so you can send me a telegram directly if you need anything."

"Fine, everyone has their own ambitions." Qin Bu gave him a deep look, but didn't press the matter. "Whatever you want."

After saying that, he snapped off his own head, hung the evil cultivator's head on his waist, turned around and transformed into a black shadow, disappearing into the night.

Zhao Li stared in the direction Qin Bu had disappeared, rubbed the back of his neck, and muttered under his breath, "That old Qin, he makes my neck hurt just looking at him..."

……

The next day, before dawn, Lin Xiaohua sneaked back to her room.

Fortunately, Lin Yi gained the ability to control wood and used the vitality of plants to help her repair the wound; otherwise, walking would definitely be inconvenient.

Several girls were fast asleep on the floor, only Ren Qingqing on the bed turned over slightly when she entered the room.

She had actually woken up a long time ago; with her sharp hearing, she knew Lin Xiaohua had left the house last night.

But she just pursed her lips, said nothing, and kept her eyes closed, pretending to be asleep.

After daybreak, the group ate some steamed buns and mantou at the inn and then prepared to return home.

Lin Yi called the dock dispatch office at the township office and asked them to notify Old John to come to Half Bay Island to pick up the people immediately.

When Lin Yi and her group arrived at the dock, Old John was already waiting there in his small passenger ship.

At this moment, police were patrolling back and forth around the dock, with sentries everywhere, clearly because of the major case involving more than forty lives on the island yesterday.

As soon as Lin Yi and her group appeared, a young police officer came up to question them.

Shi Chun and Chen Longshi were also present. The two jogged over, greeted their colleague, introduced Lin Yi to him, and testified for them.

Upon hearing that Lin Yi was the owner of Umbrella, the young police officer's attitude immediately became much more respectful.

Seeing that Shi Chun and Chen Longshi were there as witnesses, they waved them off without even taking their statements.

Once aboard the ship, Lin Yi stood on the deck, watching Half Bay Island gradually shrink in the sea fog.

The ghosts of Lin You and five students struggled in the sea.

But those five students were luckier than Lin You, because they still had a chance to be reborn...

Several girls squeezed into the cabin to catch up on sleep, but Lin Xiaohua didn't sleep. After practicing the Joyful Fortune Double Void technique last night, she was in excellent spirits and didn't feel sleepy at all.

She sat on the gunwale, gazing absently at the sea, occasionally exchanging glances with Lin Yi while blushing.

The ship arrived in Kowloon.

The girls were each taken home, but Lin Xiaohua stayed behind.

She hesitated for a long time before telling Lin Yi about her plan.

"Brother Lin, I want to go home first."

She lowered her head, twisting the hem of her clothes with her fingers. "Of the 20,000 Hong Kong dollars I received this time, I want to keep 15,000 for my family."

Although my parents favored boys over girls, they still raised me to adulthood.

This 15,000 yuan is enough for my dad to earn for over 30 years. With this money, my younger brother can study hard, and my parents won't have to work so hard anymore.

Lin Yi nodded. "It's up to you. After all, they are your parents."

Lin Xiaohua smiled, her eyes sparkling.

"From now on, I'll follow Brother Lin wholeheartedly. A married daughter is like water spilled from a bowl; I'll just go back to visit occasionally during holidays."

After listening, Lin Yi nodded slightly, a hint of appreciation in her eyes.

If Lin Xiaohua were a woman like Fan Shengmei who relentlessly subsidizes her family of origin, he would never keep her by his side again.

It is rare to be grateful but not blindly filial, and to be able to distinguish between what is important and what is not.

"What are your plans for the future?" Lin Yi asked. "Will you continue your studies, come home with me to be a full-time housewife, or find something to do?"

Without a second thought, Lin Xiaohua said, "I'd better continue with my studies. Brother Lin, you're so outstanding. If I don't strive for improvement, I won't be good enough for you."

Lin Yi smiled and reached out to ruffle her hair: "Whatever you say. You can go to HKU with Nianying and continue being classmates."

Lin Xiaohua was taken aback and whispered, "I... I didn't get into HKU, so I'll study a preparatory course first."

"Who told you that Chinese students get into the University of Hong Kong purely through exams?"

Lin Yi raised an eyebrow. "You know Li Siwei, the son of the former richest man who died in a car accident a while ago, right?"

He also graduated from the University of Hong Kong, and was an outstanding graduate.

Just wait, the University of Hong Kong's admission letter will be sent to your home soon.

"By the way, what do you want to learn?"

"I want to be a lawyer."

"good!"

……

Shortly after Lin Yi returned to the Kowloon Tong villa, Qin Bu came to report back.

He recounted the details of his trip to Guangzhou, and specifically mentioned that five of the soldiers at the Wenpan Temple were former Japanese pirates who had secretly informed Hao Ji.

Lin Yi's expression darkened after hearing this.

This matter is neither a big deal nor a small one.

The Underworld has been expanding its army recently, recruiting nearly 150,000 ghost soldiers and generals.

Because the Yin soldiers are only responsible for suppression and deterrence, and only need to be brave and fierce, the selection process is not strict, and nine out of ten Yin soldiers have not passed the Mirror of Retribution.

Now it seems that there might be a few similar things mixed in with the ghost soldiers.

He said to Shoubo, "Pass on my royal decree: all the ghost soldiers and generals who have not yet passed the Mirror of Retribution, regardless of whether they are new or old, shall go to the Mirror of Retribution and look at themselves."

Anyone who had any connection to the mundane aspects of his life before his death, I'll single them out and investigate them thoroughly, one by one.

Clear out what needs to be cleared, and eliminate what needs to be eliminated.

Shou Bo bowed and accepted the order, then hurriedly left with Qin Bu.

Fifteen thousand Yin soldiers, all passing through the Mirror of Retribution, that's no small undertaking.

……

Meanwhile, on the other side of the ocean, an ocean liner that set sail from Tokyo, Japan, is slowly entering the South China Sea.

Qiu Sheng stood at the bow of the ship, the sea breeze blowing his exaggerated hair back, and a mysterious smile slowly curved his lips.

Finally, it's time to go back.

Lin Fengjiao, are you ready to welcome me, your "good apprentice"?