Zombie Life Begins in Hongxi Village

Shen Wei's body stiffened on the chair for two seconds, then slowly, little by little, slid down and finally collapsed onto the floor.

Two bartenders peeked out from behind the bar, saw Shen Dashuai's head, and were so frightened that they collapsed to the ground, their lips trembling, unable to even scream.

Just then, two more people appeared at the entrance of the bar.

Wangcai and Afang had come to the bar to have a drink and relax, but they never expected to witness such a horrifying scene.

The two felt as if their feet were nailed to the ground, their pupils contracted sharply, and their bodies reacted before their brains—they turned around and tried to run away.

"stop."

Lin Yi's voice wasn't loud, but the two people seemed to be grabbed by the back of their collars by something, stopping them abruptly at the doorway, not daring to move.

Just kidding. Someone who can slap someone's head so hard it spins around, if you make them stop and they still dare to run, they'll be the next ones with their heads spinning.

"Uh...we didn't see anything." Wangcai was the first to react, raising his hands high, his smile looking more like a grimace.

"Yes, yes, we didn't see it." A-Fang nodded rapidly, as if a chicken was pecking at rice, afraid that Lin Yi would misunderstand their sincerity.

Lin Yi walked up to the two of them and looked Wangcai up and down.

It's so similar—it looks about seven or eight parts like Qiu Sheng.

He was a bit thinner than Qiu Sheng, probably because his long-term tomb raiding had depleted his yang energy.

"Take me to your room," Lin Yi said.

Wangcai's body suddenly stiffened, and he felt a chill in his buttocks.

His mind raced, his expression shifting from fear to an indescribable inner turmoil. Finally, he gritted his teeth, his face contorted with despair, and said:

"My lord, I am a tomb raider. I rarely take a bath, maybe once every ten days or half a month. I'm smelly and I'm afraid I'll spoil your fun."

"Tom!" Lin Yi's face darkened, and she raised her hand to give Wangcai a big bump on the head with a crisp, loud thud.

"What the hell are you thinking? I want that zombie in your room!"

Wangcai clutched his head, tears welling up in his eyes from the pain, but a huge weight had finally been lifted from his heart.

Thank goodness—my chastity was preserved.

A Fang didn't dare say a word. Although losing the body would ruin the reputation of the top family in Maoshan, it was nothing compared to his own life.

Lin Yi told the two to go out first, then glanced at the two bartenders.

Two barely perceptible flashes of light passed by, and the eyes of the two bartenders instantly became glazed.

Then, as if nothing had happened, he got up from the ground, dusted himself off, and went back behind the counter to continue wiping the cups.

Lin Yi took away Shen Wei's body and soul together. She threw the body into the Hanging Coffin Cave as a snack for the zombies, while the soul was absorbed into the Ten Thousand Ghost Banner.

At that moment, Ma Dayong rushed in, his eyes scanning the bar warily.

"Commander, what happened? There was a gunshot just now."

"It's alright, the gun just went off accidentally. Go back to the car." Lin Yi waved his hand.

Ma Dayong glanced at Lin Yi, saw that he was unharmed, asked nothing, saluted, and turned to leave.

Lin Yi followed Wangcai and Afang into the elevator, which was an old-fashioned iron-railed elevator, but it was very stable.

They went up to the second floor, and as soon as they opened the door, a woman quickly came out of the room to greet them.

Qianwen—Shen Wei's ninth concubine!

After her death, her grave was struck by lightning in an unlucky year, month, and hour. She also happened to absorb a breath of yang energy from Wangcai, who came to rob the grave, and became a living dead with the same frequency as Wangcai.

She appeared to be breathing and had a pulse, just like a living person, but she was already dead.

She has no consciousness of her own, no memory, and every move she makes is supported by Wangcai's yang energy. When Wangcai walks, she walks; when Wangcai stops, she stops.

Because Wangcai was keeping this living corpse, his yang energy was continuously depleted, and his lifespan was shortened by at least twenty years.

He was completely unaware of it, which was probably a punishment for Wangcai's tomb raiding.

Grave robbers commit acts of immorality and will inevitably suffer a shortened lifespan; Qianwen was his calamity.

Besides Qianwen, there was another person hiding in the room.

Taoist Wu —

That junior brother of the Taoist priest Qian, who looks a lot like Qianhe, is a treacherous villain who has no sense of upholding the righteousness of Maoshan.

He harbored resentment because he lost the business deal to his senior brother, Taoist Qian. He secretly turned the corpse that Taoist Qian was transporting into a zombie in an attempt to sabotage his senior brother's business.

When his first plan failed, he sneaked into the hotel and used snake blood to further arouse the zombie's ferocity, causing it to completely lose control.

He was willing to pay any price to get revenge on his senior brother, and he never even considered what would happen to the innocent guests and staff staying in the hotel.

Lin Yi's senses had already pinpointed Wu the Taoist's location—

He was hiding behind the screen, with the zombie that looked exactly like Ren Fa, and hadn't had time to leave yet.

It was probably because it heard that Wangcai and Afang had returned too quickly and it didn't have time to climb out of the window, so it had to huddle in the corner and wait for them to leave before sneaking out.

Afang walked to the doorway, glanced cautiously at Lin Yi, and pointed to the screen, saying, "The zombie is behind the screen."

Upon hearing the sound, Wu the Taoist priest knew something was wrong.

But then he remembered that his senior brother had gone out to buy things, and the only ones who came were his junior brother A Fang and the tomb raider Wang Cai, two good-for-nothings, who couldn't do anything to him.

So he straightened his clothes and calmly walked out from behind the screen, a nonchalant smile on his face.

However, what he saw was a young man in a suit holding a gleaming gold pistol.

boom!boom!boom!boom!

The four gunshots rang out almost simultaneously, and Wu Daoshi's four limbs exploded into four sprays of blood.

The bullets pierced his shoulders and knees with pinpoint accuracy, and he fell backward like a puppet with its strings cut.

He looked down at the bloody holes in his limbs, then looked up at Lin Yi. The smile on his face hadn't completely faded before it was twisted into a knot by the excruciating pain and fear.

"Ugh—"

"Uncle-Master, what are you doing here?" A-Fang's eyes widened, then he realized, "You're here to cause trouble again, aren't you?"

"Ah Fang, forget about that... I've been shot, get me to the hospital quickly!"

Wu, the Taoist priest, lay on the ground, blood gushing from the four bullet holes, soaking his clothes.

A Fang glanced at Lin Yi, who was looking at him with a half-smile, the golden pistol in her hand still smoking.

A Fang shuddered, silently took a step back, and stood by the wall.

Lin Yi tilted her head towards the door and said, "You all go out."

Wangcai and Afang felt as if they had been granted a pardon. They scrambled out of the room, rushed down the stairs without looking back, and ran out of the hotel in a flash.

As for whether Wu the Taoist priest lives or dies, they don't care or want to care now.

Lin Yi walked up to Wu the Taoist priest, squatted down, and looked at his eyes, which were beginning to glaze over due to excessive blood loss.

"Since you're so eager to create zombies, then become a zombie yourself."

He reached out and, under Wu Daoshi's resentful gaze, took him into the Hanging Coffin Cave.

Inside the hanging coffin cave, a group of zombies were surrounding Shen Wei's corpse. The zombies hadn't even gotten a few mouthfuls of blood yet and were still not satisfied.

Suddenly, another living person appeared, a Taoist priest. The pure aura of a Taoist practitioner in his blood caused all the zombies to raise their heads and pounce on him madly.

However, King Ai of Zhou descended from the sky, swatting away the first few zombies with a single claw, and then stepped on Wu Daoshi's chest, ending his life with a single claw.

Wu Daoshi's essence and spirit transformed into a thick white mist, which was completely absorbed into King Ai of Zhou's body.

Before long, Wu Daoshi's corpse began to change—his skin turned gray, his fingernails grew longer, and he made indistinct gurgling sounds in his throat.

He became a zombie, the only Taoist zombie in the Hanging Coffin Cave.

Lin Yi pushed aside the screen and saw the zombie tied up in the corner.

It was bound tightly with ropes, with talismans pasted on its forehead, and its skin was an abnormal bluish-purple. Its fingernails were three inches long. It was the purple zombie that Wu Daoshi had created.

The zombie looked remarkably similar to Ren Fa.

Moreover, he was an exceptional zombie born in a yin year, yin month, and yin hour, who turned into a purple zombie the moment he turned into a corpse!

If Ren Tingting hadn't mentioned that her father was an only child, he would have thought he was the brother of his father-in-law, Ren Fa.

After all, the Ren family has a long history of producing zombies!

Just as Lin Yi was about to put it into the Hanging Coffin Cave, he suddenly heard a clear female voice coming from the direction of the corridor.

"Huh? There's a deathly aura here. There are zombies inside!"