Zombie World: Starting as an apprentice of the Thunder King

"It's you? What are you doing here?" Shi Shaojian frowned. He had no liking for this dead transvestite at all.

"Please...save us!"

Minister Wu looked terrified, fear still lingering in his eyes: "Something's happened at Gao Shulin's place!"

"The coffin exploded!"

"The zombies are coming out!"

"All the guards are dead!"

Upon hearing this, Shi Shaojian's heart skipped a beat; Lin Bei and the others were heading towards the high forest.

"Come in and we'll talk!" He stepped aside to make way for the doorway.

Minister Wu rushed into the house carrying the seventy-first prince, but slipped and almost fell. Jiale reached out and helped him up.

Qingqing was sitting inside the house holding two little foxes when she was startled to see someone barge in.

After entering the room, Minister Wu sat down heavily on the ground, panting and patting his chest gently.

"I was so scared...so scared...that zombie was terrifying...it killed everyone...one by one..."

As he was speaking, he suddenly looked up at Shi Shaojian standing in front of him.

Wearing a Taoist robe, he stood tall and straight, his angular face bearing a hint of worry.

Wu Shilang wiped the rain off his face and suddenly gave Shi Shaojian a flirtatious wink: "This Taoist priest... you are really handsome..."

Shi Shaojian got goosebumps all over from that one look.

His body trembled violently; what he couldn't stand most in his life was this kind of androgynous creature.

I was already feeling frustrated because I couldn't go to the brothel.

And all the mess I've encountered lately!

But this damn transvestite kept making faces at me, and I instantly got angry.

"You dead transvestite!"

Shi Shaojian grabbed Wu Shilang by the back of his collar and slammed him to the ground, punching and kicking him repeatedly.

"You dare flirt with me! You disgust me!"

"Did your mother give birth to you so you could have a second child?"

"You're really filial, huh?"

Minister Wu was beaten so badly that he howled and cried out as he dodged.

"How dare you! I am an official appointed by the imperial court!"

"You dare hit me! I'll have the guards arrest you and behead you!"

"The imperial court?"

Shi Shaojian punched him in the face again, yelling, "You fucking died this early in the morning!"

"The one sitting up there right now is just a puppet!"

"What are you talking to me about the imperial court!"

"Beheading? Go ahead and behead me!"

"Rebellion! Rebellion!"

Minister Wu covered his face and shrank into a corner, still shouting, "You sorcerer! You've gone completely lawless!"

The seventy-first prince stood by and watched this scene. Seeing Shi Shaojian's fierce and menacing appearance, he wisely shut his mouth.

Jiale rushed over and grabbed Shi Shaojian: "Senior Brother Shaojian! Stop fighting! Someone will die if you keep fighting!"

Shi Shaojian then stopped and loosened Wu Shilang's collar.

He said coldly, "If I hear you spouting nonsense again, I'll smash your mouth in next time."

Minister Wu huddled in the corner, covering the wound on his face, tears welling in his eyes.

He muttered to himself, "Why are you being so fierce... They were just complimenting your looks..."

"Huh?" Shi Shaojian's eyes widened.

Wu Shilang immediately shut his mouth and dared not utter another word.

The atmosphere in the main room was extremely awkward, and Jiale felt very uncomfortable standing next to Qingqing.

Qingqing hugged Bai Ling and lowered her head, pretending not to see anything.

Minister Wu got up from the ground, his clothes were torn, and his face was covered in bruises.

He covered himself with a few scraps of cloth, then looked up at Jiale.

She winked at him again and made a shy gesture: "Young man... you're so kind..."

Jiale shuddered and quickly retreated to Qingqing's side.

Qingqing hugged Bailing tighter and moved to the side.

Just then, a series of hurried footsteps came from outside the courtyard.

Shi Shaojian carried the Demon-Slaying Sword and strode to the door, where he saw several figures walking out of the rain.

Leading the group was Ikkyu, followed by Yotsumi, Chizuru, and the others, who were supporting each other.

Upon seeing this, Shi Shaojian quickly went to greet them: "Uncle-Master! What happened? Are you injured?"

Si Mu plopped down on a stool, catching his breath: "The Mao Jiang... the bronze horn and golden coffin was struck by lightning, and the things inside have mutated. We can't defeat it."

Chizuru lay on the chair, her face ashen.

Although the wound on his arm had been treated with glutinous rice, the strong smell of death still lingered around it.

Master Ikkyu helped his eldest disciple, A-Dong, to sit down on the other side, then turned to look at Shi Shaojian.

"Shaojian, do you have any glutinous rice?"

"Quickly apply this to the wound; the corpse poison has already entered the body. If we don't treat it now, it will be too late."

Without saying a word, Shi Shaojian turned around and ran into the kitchen, taking out all the remaining glutinous rice.

Jiale also quickly helped by sprinkling glutinous rice on the wounds of Qianhe and his disciples.

The white glutinous rice turned black quickly upon contact with the wound, making a sizzling sound.

"Change the black ones and bring in the new ones," Master Ikkyu said.

Jiale nodded repeatedly and kept changing the glutinous rice for them.

"What do we do now? My lightning magic isn't working on it!" Lin Bei said in a deep voice.

Master Ikkyu nodded: "My esoteric Buddhist methods can indeed harm it, but I am only at the mid-stage of the Human Master realm."

"To completely eradicate it by one's own power... is a stretch."

The atmosphere in the room became somewhat heavy for a moment.

Wu Shilang squatted in the corner, trembling with fear as he heard everyone say that the zombie would come after him again.

She hugged the seventy-first prince tightly, stammering, "Then... what should we do?"

"If it catches up, we'll all die!"

"Say less, nobody thinks you're mute!" Four Eyes glared at him.

"What about the incense offerings for the founder of the temple?" Chizuru suddenly asked.

Upon hearing this, Si Mu's eyes lit up: "That's right! The incense offerings to the ancestral master have always been kept there, right in the main hall!"

"No matter how ferocious the zombie is, it wouldn't dare to trespass into a temple guarded by the ancestral master's tablet!"

"That makes things easier."

Lin Bei stood up. "If it doesn't dare to come in, then let's go out and fight it."

"If it dares to come, we'll just wait it out at the entrance of the dojo."

"With the Seven Divine Swords of Zhengyi and Buddhist Dharma taking turns, I refuse to believe we can't wear it down."

"This area, spanning dozens of miles, is the only place with human presence, and the Seventy-First Prince is still alive. It will definitely not let this opportunity pass."

Chizuru was silent for a moment before speaking, "It's a fur zombie now, and its intelligence is already quite high."

"It knows that the temple has the power of incense to suppress it and prevent it from entering, so it will definitely think of another way."

Lin Bei smiled calmly: "Hmph, whatever it wants to do, as long as we stay in the dojo, we're safe!"

"Then find another opportunity to kill it!"

Everyone went back to their rooms to rest. Si Mu took advantage of this time to meditate and recover his magical power, while Master Yi Xiu was chanting sutras and turning his prayer beads in the next room.

Lin Bei counted the remaining talismans; there were still more than two hundred yellow talismans left.

There's only one Thunderstorm Talisman left in the blue talisman pool, but I have a few Fire Talismans!

Use it sparingly.

Lin Bei carefully put away the blue talisman and then distributed a stack of yellow talismans to Shi Shaojian.