Zombie World: Starting as an apprentice of the Thunder King

Shi Jian stood up, put his hands behind his back, walked to the door, and looked at the night outside.

"OK!"

Lin Bei was overjoyed: "Thank you, Master!"

Shi Shaojian panicked and rushed to Shi Jian's side: "Master, you can't agree to him! It's so dangerous outside. What if something happens to him if he goes out alone..."

"He's not a child anymore; he has his own path to walk." Shih-chien interrupted him without turning his head. "An eagle caged in a cage will never fly high."

"It's good to go out and broaden your horizons!"

Shi Shaojian was speechless. He turned to look at Lin Bei, his eyes filled with reluctance.

"Junior brother, what will I do if you leave? Master is so fierce..."

"Huh?" Shi Jian turned his head and glared at Shi Shaojian, his eyes seeming to say, "Kid, say it again if you dare!"

Shi Shaojian shrank back in fright!

Lin Bei walked over, smiled, and patted his shoulder: "Senior brother, don't look like that. It's not like I'm not coming back. I'll be back in a few months, half a year at most."

"I'll take you to the brothels then!" As Lin Bei said this, he leaned close to Shi Shaojian's ear, his voice very soft, but... Who is Shi Jian?

The top-level geomancer, known as the Thunder King, immediately glared at Lin Bei!

However, Shi Shaojian didn't pay attention to any of this. His eyes lit up and he said, "Okay, remember what you said. If you dare not come back, I'll go down the mountain to find you and break your legs."

Lin Bei laughed: "Okay, I'll let you interrupt me then."

Three days later, before dawn, Lin Bei got up.

He changed into a clean gray Taoist robe, hung the demon-slaying sword at his waist, and stuffed his bundle with talismans and a few changes of clothes.

Before leaving, he thought of going to the main hall to offer incense to the ancestral master and pray for peace.

Pushing open the door to the main hall, Lin Bei was stunned. Shi Jian and Shi Shaojian were already standing inside.

Three sticks of incense burned in the incense burner in front of the statues of the Three Pure Ones, with wisps of smoke rising gently.

Shi Jian, dressed in a gray Taoist robe with his hair neatly combed, stood with his hands behind his back in front of the statue of the Three Pure Ones.

Shi Shaojian stood behind him, his eyes still a little red.

Lin Bei walked in, looked at Shi Jian and Shi Shaojian, and felt a warm feeling in his heart.

"Master, senior brother, why are you up so early?"

Shi Jian didn't answer. He turned around, picked up a cloth bag from the offering table, and handed it to Lin Bei.

"Take it!"

Lin Bei took the cloth bag and opened it.

Inside were three things: a compass, about the size of a palm, engraved with the Eight Trigrams and the Heavenly Stems and Earthly Branches.

A three-purity bell, about the size of a fist, makes a crisp sound when shaken, carrying a power that shakes the mind.

A peach wood sword, about two feet long, with runes engraved all over its blade, felt light in the hand.

"The compass is used to find demons and ghosts, the Three Pure Ones Bell is used to scare away evil spirits, and the peach wood sword is very effective against zombies and ghosts." Shi Jian's voice was calm. "They are all mid-grade magic weapons, better than drawing talismans yourself."

Lin Bei looked at the three items in his hand, his nose tingled, and he almost couldn't hold back his tears.

"Master, this..."

"Enough nonsense, put it away." Shi Jian turned around, his back to him. "When you're out in the world, don't embarrass Qingzhu Mountain."

Lin Bei took a deep breath, tied the cloth bag, and hung it around his waist.

Then he walked up to Shi Jian, knelt down on both knees, and respectfully kowtowed three times.

"Master, I'm leaving now. Please take care!"

Shi Jian didn't turn around, he just hummed in response.

Lin Bei stood up and walked to Shi Shaojian.

With red eyes, Shi Shaojian stepped forward and hugged him tightly, patting his back forcefully.

"Junior brother, take care. Once I break through to the late stage of Taoist cultivation, I will come down the mountain to find you."

Lin Bei patted him on the back: "Alright, senior brother, you should cultivate diligently and not be lazy. When I come back, we can spar again."

"Get lost." Shi Shaojian pushed him away, wiped his eyes, and said, "Who wants to spar with you?"

Lin Bei smiled, turned around and walked out of the main hall.

Just as he stepped out of the main hall, a mournful wail echoed from inside.

"Master, spare my life!"

"Spare me? What, weren't you going to a brothel?"

"No, I didn't. That's what my junior brother said. Besides, I can't even think about it!"

"Hmph! Of course not!"

Lin Bei turned around and smiled smugly. "Senior brother, you're in for a world of hurt."

The morning mist of Qingzhu Mountain shrouded the Taoist temple, its gray walls and black tiles hidden in the bamboo forest, appearing and disappearing intermittently.

For the past three years, he has been running around here every day, practicing standing meditation, boxing, drawing talismans, and meditating.

This is his second home after his rebirth. As for the first one, Lin Bei sighed inwardly, "Some karma will have to be repaid sooner or later!"

Lin Bei glanced deeply at Green Bamboo Mountain, then turned around and walked away without looking back.

The bamboo groves on both sides of the mountain road were a vibrant green, rustling in the wind.

Lin Bei walked briskly, humming a little tune. He had walked the path down the mountain countless times; he could walk it with his eyes closed.

By the time we arrived in town, it was already broad daylight.

Lin Bei went to Jufulou and bought a few meat buns, eating them as he walked, heading south after leaving the town.

He didn't have a specific destination; he just wanted to wander around and see the sights.

In his past life, he was a programmer who sat in front of the computer all day and rarely even left the company premises.

I've been given a second life and learned some skills; I'd be letting myself down if I didn't go out and see the world.

The first day's journey went smoothly. At noon, I ate a bowl of noodles at a tea stall in a village and chatted with the stall owner for a bit.

The boss said that things haven't been peaceful in the village lately, with wild animals appearing, and people are afraid to go out at night.

Lin Bei asked what kind of wild beast it was, but the boss couldn't say for sure, only that it was a dark shadow that ran very fast.

Lin Bei frowned slightly, but didn't ask any further questions. It was just a wild beast; there was no need for him to intervene.

In the evening, he arrived at a town.

The town is small, about the same size as the town at the foot of Qingzhu Mountain, with one main street lined with shops on both sides.

Lin Bei found an inn to stay in and asked for a room.

The innkeeper was a woman in her thirties, quite pretty, and spoke frankly.

"Young master, where are you from?" the proprietress asked as she led the way upstairs.

Lin Bei smiled and said, "I came from Qingzhu Mountain, so I came out for a walk."

"Green Bamboo Mountain?" The proprietress thought for a moment. "I've heard that immortals roam that mountain. Is that true, little master?"

Lin Bei shook his head and smiled: "Where did this immortal come from? He's just a Taoist who's learned some trivial skills!"

The speaker meant no harm, but the listener paid close attention. The proprietress took these words to heart, thinking that the rumors about Green Bamboo Mountain were probably half true and half false. If he wasn't an immortal, he was at least a person with abilities!

The landlady greeted Lin Bei warmly and led him to his room: "Young man, please get some rest. Would you like dinner brought up to you?"

"No need, I'll go eat by myself."

Lin Bei put down his bag, washed his face, went downstairs and ate a bowl of meat wontons. The pork from this era tasted sweet, unlike the pork of later generations which had all sorts of black technology added to it!