Zombie World: Starting as an apprentice of the Thunder King

The three followed for nearly half an hour. Qiu Sheng turned off the main road at the edge of a forest in the south of the town and rode into a small path hidden by weeds.

The path was flanked by dense bushes, and the further you went in, the more desolate it became, until finally, you came to a desolate graveyard.

Just then, a luxurious villa suddenly appeared in front of them!

Akio stopped his bicycle in front of Beppu, parked it by the roadside, pushed open a half-closed gate, and went inside.

"That little brat!" Seeing Qiu Sheng's retreating figure, Uncle Jiu was furious. He didn't cultivate properly and couldn't even distinguish the ghostly illusion.

Lin Bei and Shi Shaojian could clearly see that what was burning inside the red lantern was not candlelight at all, but two eerie will-o'-the-wisps.

The entire mansion was shrouded in a thick layer of yin energy. The fact that it could conjure such a large illusion showed that this ghost was quite powerful!

"Uncle-Master..." Lin Bei lowered his voice, "Qiu Sheng has already gone in!"

Uncle Nine's face turned ashen, and he roared, "Let's go! I want to see which ignorant ghost dares to bewitch my disciple, Lin Jiu!"

The three of them stopped concealing themselves, leaped into the courtyard, and walked inside.

In the courtyard, you can clearly see that one room still has its lights on!

As the three approached the door, they could clearly hear voices inside.

Qiu Sheng's voice was muffled: "Xiao Yu, I probably can't stay too long tonight... I have to get up early tomorrow to help my aunt at the shop..."

A woman's voice, soft and alluring to the core, rang out, tinged with a hint of grievance and coquettishness: "You're leaving so soon? Aren't you afraid I'll be lonely all alone in this big house?"

Qiu Sheng stammered, "But..."

"No buts, come on, I've made some tea."

Lin Bei leaned against the window and heard it clearly; his lips twitched.

This female ghost is incredibly skilled; she knows how to be charming and coaxing. It's no wonder that a clueless guy like Qiu Sheng, who has hardly ever dealt with women, would be completely under her thumb.

Shi Shaojian had an excited expression on his face. He had never encountered such a thrilling scene before. This sound... it sounded really exciting!

Just as he was about to poke a hole in the window to get a better look, Uncle Nine, unable to contain his anger, slammed his hand on the door.

boom!!!

With a loud bang, the door was smashed into countless pieces of wood. Uncle Nine stepped into the room and looked coldly at the figure nestled beside Qiu Sheng.

A young woman dressed in a plain white dress, with long hair flowing over her shoulders, a beautiful face, and a natural charm in her eyes.

She was leaning on Qiu Sheng's shoulder at that moment, holding a teacup to Qiu Sheng's lips with one hand.

However, the female ghost presented a completely different face to Uncle Nine!

Qiu Sheng was startled by the sudden commotion. He turned around and saw Uncle Nine standing at the door. His face instantly turned pale: "Master...Master! What brings you here?"

The female ghost also raised her head, and after seeing the person standing at the door, the gentle smile on her face instantly froze!

Of course she recognized Uncle Jiu, a well-known Maoshan Taoist priest in Renjia Town, whose talisman magic was superb and whose methods were ruthless. He was a prominent figure in the cultivation world in this area.

I had planned to drain Qiu Sheng dry and then run away, but I didn't expect him to come so quickly!

She quickly reverted to her pitiful demeanor and gently tugged at Qiu Sheng's sleeve: "Brother Qiu Sheng, who is this old man? He's so fierce... he even damaged someone's house!"

Qiu Sheng's heart softened at her calling him "Brother Qiu Sheng," and he stood up to block the female ghost: "Master, her name is Dong Xiaoyu, she's my...my friend, she's not a bad person, please don't scare her!"

"You damned wretch, isn't she a bad person?" Uncle Nine was so angry his hands were trembling. "You've really been bewitched! Open your dog eyes and see clearly what kind of person she is!"

Qiu Sheng subconsciously glanced back at Dong Xiaoyu, who immediately put on a wronged and frightened expression, her eyes reddening: "Brother Qiu Sheng, has this old man misunderstood something?"

"I really only live here alone. You picked up my handkerchief that I dropped on the street that day, and I'm so grateful that I invited you to come over..."

Suddenly, Dong Xiaoyu lightly breathed a ghostly aura at Qiu Sheng, and Qiu Sheng was immediately shrouded in the ghostly aura!

In his eyes, Uncle Nine had become a vicious thug who broke into people's homes!

"How dare you! You dare to lay a hand on me in front of this humble Taoist priest!"

"Qiu Sheng! Get out of the way!" Seeing the female ghost's actions, Uncle Nine shouted angrily, his right hand forming a hand seal, and a palm lightning bolt had already condensed in his palm.

Qiu Sheng, however, seemed to have lost his soul, standing firmly in front of Dong Xiaoyu, glaring fiercely at Uncle Jiu: "You old thief! How dare you trespass on a private residence and bully an innocent woman? Aren't you afraid of being arrested and shot by Captain Wei?"

"What did you call me?... And you want to execute me?"

Uncle Nine was trembling with anger, but he couldn't bear to hurt his disciple, so he forcibly withdrew his thunderous palm strike, his face turning ashen.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Qiu Sheng rushed up and punched Uncle Jiu, who was stunned by the blow.

"You...you actually dared to hit me?"

"Qiu Sheng! Are you crazy?" Uncle Jiu's voice changed, and then he rushed over and pinned Qiu Sheng to the ground, beating him severely!

"You little brat, you've got guts to hit me! Come on, keep going!"

Qiu Sheng was beaten and screamed in pain by Uncle Jiu!

Outside the room, Lin Bei, having watched enough of the exciting scene, strolled in unhurriedly.

Lightning suddenly erupted from his body, and blue-white arcs of electricity flashed across his skin, forcing back the yin energy in the room.

A lazy smile played on his lips, but his gaze was fixed on Dong Xiaoyu, who was hiding on the bed. "Young lady, you're quite the actress," he said. "But you might fool that silly boy Qiusheng, but can you fool us?"

When Dong Xiaoyu saw the violent lightning on Lin Bei's body, most of the gentleness on her face vanished instantly, and a trace of real fear welled up deep in her eyes.

Thunder magic has an innate ability to restrain evil spirits, not to mention that Lin Bei's pure yang aura was frighteningly strong. As a female ghost with two hundred years of cultivation, she trembled all over when she was hit by that pure yang aura.

"You...you're also from Maoshan?" Dong Xiaoyu's voice finally lost its coquettishness and trembled slightly.

"What, is Uncle-Master the only Taoist priest in Renjia Town?" Lin Bei smiled and took a step forward, the lightning on his body shining even brighter. "You're unlucky, you've run into our Maoshan Grand Meeting."

Dong Xiaoyu glanced at Uncle Jiu, who was beating Qiu Sheng, and then at the blinding lightning on Lin Bei's body. Just as she was about to run away, Shi Shaojian walked in. At this moment, she was completely desperate.

The three Taoist priests were all highly skilled, and she, a female ghost with two hundred years of cultivation, had absolutely no chance of winning.

Dong Xiaoyu was unwilling to accept her fate. She had finally cultivated to her current level, and if she were to be taken away by them, who knew what would happen to her?

She bit her tongue sharply, and a strong surge of yin energy erupted from her body, transforming into a wisp of black smoke that rushed toward the window behind her.

"Oh, trying to run away?" Shi Shaojian's voice came from outside the window. "Wooden Stake Technique! Imperial Decree!"

Boom!

A row of wooden stakes, each as thick as a bowl, suddenly burst from the ground outside the window, completely blocking the entire window.

Dong Xiaoyu crashed headfirst into the wooden stake, bounced back, and the yin energy scattered.

Lin Bei walked slowly forward, stood in front of Dong Xiaoyu, and said with a smile, "Why are you running? Let's have a good chat!"