Zombie Life Begins in Hongxi Village

Qiu Sheng's eyes instantly turned blood red, and his monk's robes fluttered and rustled even without wind.

He took two steps back, looked up to the sky, and let out a shrill, neither-male-nor-female cry:

"Why are you always going against me! Do you think a broken talisman can stop me?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Qiu Sheng's body suddenly seemed to burst from the inside, turning into a surging mass of blackish-green mist.

The fog expanded at a visible speed, eventually condensing into a giant locust tree.

The locust tree was several meters tall, its trunk so thick that two people couldn't wrap their arms around it, and its canopy was like a canopy, exuding a gloomy atmosphere.

A face with the outline of Qiu Sheng emerged from the tree trunk, emitting a deafening laugh.

"Hahaha...I'm terrifyingly strong now!"

Lin Fengjiao, I've got Wencai wrapped around my little finger. Even Hades couldn't stop him. I'm telling you!

Die!

Thick tree roots emerged from the ground, like giant black pythons, rushing wildly towards the mortuary.

Bang bang bang!

The tree roots struck the invisible golden shield outside the mortuary, creating ripples of golden light.

"There's a monster!"

"Run!"

Hearing the commotion and seeing the enormous locust tree that had appeared out of nowhere, the surrounding people were terrified and fled in all directions, crying out for their parents.

"It's over! It's not a ghost, it's a powerful tree demon!"

When Wencai saw the catastrophic scene outside, he turned pale with fright, and the bamboo tube containing the boy's urine fell to the ground with a "plop".

Cinnabar, black dog blood, mugwort and calamus... these mortal methods are barely enough to deal with vengeful ghosts, let alone a fully formed demon like this!

As Qiu Sheng, in his guise as a giant locust tree, continued his attacks, the energy of the peace talisman left by Uncle Nine on the gate was rapidly depleting.

The golden shield grew thinner and thinner until cracks became clearly visible on it.

Although Wencai couldn't see the cracks in the protective shield, the increasingly chilly atmosphere in the mortuary gave him a better understanding of his situation.

……

Meanwhile, in the Underworld of Linming, the Investigation Department...

Uncle Nine was looking at the files his master had sent when he suddenly felt a pang of fear and his expression changed drastically.

He suddenly stood up, his gaze seemingly piercing through the barrier between the realms of Yin and Yang, looking towards the mortuary.

"Oh no, Wencai's in trouble!"

Upon hearing this, Partridge looked up and asked, "Senior Brother, what's wrong? What happened to Wencai?"

"The peace charms I left at the mortuary are being rapidly depleted; something powerful is definitely attacking the mortuary."

Uncle Jiu hurriedly offered a brief explanation, flicked his sleeves, and headed out of the hall.

"Senior brother, let's go together!"

Si Mu poked half his head out from the side room, his face full of excitement.

He's been forced by Uncle Nine to study judge's documents lately, spending all day staring at piles of files and underworld regulations, he's getting so bored he's practically going crazy.

At night, she would even appear in Jia Le's dreams to tutor him, making her days both dull and boring.

With such excitement happening now, how could he not join in?

Partridge pursed her lips. She wanted to go too, but she was responsible for supervising the spirit infants, and had a large number of child spirit infants under her supervision, so she couldn't spare the time.

Uncle Nine saw through Si Mu's thoughts at a glance, but didn't expose them, and simply nodded.

The two left the investigation office one after the other.

At this moment, the energy within the peace talisman is about to be exhausted.

The golden protective shield was already as thin as a cicada's wing. Every time the giant locust tree that Qiu Sheng had transformed into struck it, several more crisscrossing cracks appeared on the shield.

Fortunately, when Uncle Nine was carving the peace talisman, he also set up a gate to hell in the mortuary.

Otherwise, by the time he and Simu arrive from the underworld, they'll probably only be able to collect Wencai's body.

Soon, Uncle Nine appeared in a coffin in the main hall of the mortuary.

He lifted the coffin lid and sat up inside.

He had just climbed out of the coffin when Four Eyes followed him out.

He glanced down at the remaining skeletons at the bottom of the coffin, brushed off non-existent dust, and curled his lip in disgust:

"Senior brother, why did you set up the gate to hell inside a coffin? It's so disgraceful for a great god of the underworld like me to crawl out of this broken coffin."

Uncle Nine glared at him: "You're such a troublemaker! Get out here now, that thing is about to break the seal!"

Just as Uncle Nine finished speaking, a muffled rumble came from outside the mortuary.

Boom! ...

The energy of the peace talisman left by Uncle Nine on the wooden door was completely exhausted, and the golden light shield shattered with a crash.

Countless thick tree roots, like dragons emerging from the sea, broke through the barrier and swept into the courtyard in an overwhelming manner!

Wencai stood in the center of the main room, staring at the overwhelming tree roots rushing towards him. His face drained of color, filled with despair, and he slowly closed his eyes.

However, the expected excruciating pain did not occur.

"snort!"

Wen Cai heard a familiar cold snort from behind him.

He had heard that sound for over a decade, but hearing it again now felt like a drowning man grabbing onto the only piece of driftwood.

His tears welled up immediately.

Immediately, a vast and boundless pressure from the underworld gods, originating from the very source of the netherworld, suddenly enveloped the entire mortuary.

The tree roots that had just rushed into the yard froze in mid-air, as if they were being held tightly by an invisible hand, unable to move an inch.

The heavy yin energy, evil energy, and wood-evil energy in the mortuary melted away completely under this oppressive force, like snow meeting boiling water.

"Master!"

Wencai turned around and saw Uncle Nine dressed in a black judge's robe, with divine light flowing around him.

However, Uncle Nine didn't look at him; instead, he stared at the locust tree outside the mortuary with a pained expression.

"Qiusheng!"

When Si Mu, who had just followed out, saw this scene, the corner of his mouth twitched involuntarily.

He regretted coming; this was the second time he had witnessed his senior colleague and superior being utterly disgraced in the education sector.

Last time, the senior brother expelled these two from the sect, and this time it's fellow disciples killing each other.

Now that he knows so much about his boss's dark past, won't he be targeted with dirty laundry in the future?

Leaving aside Four Eyes' inner thoughts, the face formed by the fusion of tree bark and human features on the giant locust tree that Qiu Sheng had transformed into appeared even more ferocious.

He looked at Uncle Nine, and the mouth that squeezed out from the tree trunk split into a smile that seemed to burst from the bark, his voice like countless roots rubbing against the ground:

"Lin Fengjiao, you've finally arrived!"

The Sunflower Manual inherently possesses demonic properties, and if it is not countered with Buddhist teachings, it risks distorting human nature.

Lin Pingzhi was even more ruthless and heartless, killing even Yue Lingshan.

Only because Lin Yuantu practiced both cultivation and Buddhism did he not become a monster.

Qiu Sheng, through a series of unforeseen events, used an even more wicked method to cultivate the Sunflower Manual. Later, he absorbed the inner core of the great demon Mu Ling, thus becoming deeply rooted in demonic power.

Wen Cai merely used salt and rice to exorcise evil spirits, yet He harbored murderous intent. Now, facing Uncle Jiu, who had crippled his cultivation, overwhelming hatred completely clouded his reason.

He was completely unaware of the overwhelming, hellish pressure emanating from Uncle Nine. Instead of trying to escape, he unleashed his full power and used his ultimate attack.

"The Realm of Blissful Ghosts!"

Qiu Sheng suddenly roared, and layers of dark green demonic energy surged out from the canopy of the locust tree, causing the surrounding scenery to suddenly distort and change.

In a flash, the mortuary and houses vanished, daylight turned into deep night, and the surroundings became a dark locust forest. Directly in front of them stood a dilapidated and desolate ancient temple.

On the mottled plaque, three bold and eerie characters are prominently displayed: Lanruo Temple.