Uncle Nine: You were supposed to drive corpses, so you summoned the Monkey King!

it's dark.

There are no stars in the sky tonight.

The mountain wind whistled through the woods outside the temple.

Kerosene lamps were lit in the dojo, making the room very bright.

In the side room, Minister Wu refused to come out and huddled in a corner with four guards.

The young prince was placed by Master Qianhe, who scattered glutinous rice in a circle around the bed.

In the very center of the main hall stood the altar of the Four-Eyed Taoist.

Master Simu was dressed in an apricot-yellow Taoist robe and held a bronze sword in his hand.

Master Ikkyu sat on the threshold, chanting sutras while fiddling with his prayer beads.

Lin Chen stood in the courtyard, the lightning-struck wooden sword tucked into his waistband, and a thick stack of corpse-suppressing talismans tucked into his arms.

Time passed.

The night watchman's gong sounded.

"Clang! Clang!"

Two gong sounds echoed from the small town at the foot of the mountain.

It's midnight, and the mountain wind has stopped.

The surroundings became quiet; even the chirping of insects and birds ceased.

Lin Chen heard the sound of tree branches being broken by footsteps outside.

"Click."

The sound was very soft and not clear.

"We're here," Lin Chen said.

Master Four Eyes gripped the sword hilt tightly, and Master Ikkyu stopped chanting.

Outside the door, the white glutinous rice on the ground began to turn black.

A stench of decay wafted in through the crack in the door.

"Bang!"

The dojo's gate was kicked open.

The two wooden doors flew out and crashed into the open space in the middle of the yard.

White mist poured in from outside the door.

Three pairs of eyes glowing green appeared in the mist.

Three corpses dressed in coarse cloth hopped and skipped into the courtyard.

These are the three herb gatherers who were bitten to death during the day. Their clothes were tattered, and they had two bloody holes in their necks.

Its skin turned a bluish-black color, and its fingernails grew to more than two inches long. This was a newly transformed zombie, not even a hopping zombie.

"They're just three walking corpses. That beast is testing us," said Master Four Eyes.

Just as he was about to draw his sword and step forward, Lin Chen reached out and stopped him.

"Master, I'll handle it."

Lin Chen drew his lightning-struck wooden sword from his waist and charged forward.

I'll just use these three zombies to test the new sword.

The zombie at the front smelled the yang energy of the living man and lunged at Lin Chen with its arms outstretched.

Lin Chen used the Seven Star Steps to dodge the zombie's attack, and then swung his lightning-struck wooden sword.

"laugh!"

The wooden sword severed the zombie's arm.

The zombie's arm fell to the ground.

There was no bleeding from the cut, but a large plume of black smoke was billowing out.

The righteous energy of lightning on the lightning-struck wood restrains this newly formed corpse energy.

The zombie felt no pain and turned around to continue its attack.

Lin Chen thrust his sword forward.

The tip of the wooden sword was placed between the zombie's eyebrows.

Lin Chen channeled his magic power into the corpse through the wooden sword.

"Bang!"

The zombie's head exploded, splattering black bodily fluids all over the ground.

The headless corpse fell straight down, motionless.

The remaining two zombies did not continue to rush forward.

They remained where they were, making hoarse sounds from their throats.

"This zombie actually knows fear?" Jia Le hid behind the doorpost, his mouth agape.

Master Simu shook his head.

"Someone is controlling them from behind the scenes."

"That royal zombie is becoming increasingly intelligent."

The Taoist priest with four eyes had barely finished speaking.

A roar came from the thick fog outside the door.

Upon hearing the sound, the two zombies lunged at Lin Chen again.

This time the speed was twice as fast as before.

Lin Chen walked up to him.

He swung the lightning-struck wooden sword in his hand twice in mid-air.

"Snap! Snap!"

The heads of the two zombies rolled to the ground, and their bodies fell to the ground, turning into a pool of black water.

The movements were quite nimble.

Master Ikkyu watched from the side and nodded repeatedly.

"Young friend Lin Chen's swordsmanship has already shown some signs of returning to simplicity."

"Given time, he will surely become a grandmaster."

Master Four Eyes stroked his beard, just about to boast a little.

Thick fog billowed up outside the gate.

A tall, dark figure emerged from the mist.

Wearing tattered Manchu official robes and covered in black fur, it was that royal zombie.

With each jump, a footprint was left on the ground, and those green eyes kept their eyes fixed on the direction inside the house.

It smelled the young prince's blood.

"You beast, how dare you come here to die!" Master Four Eyes shouted, raising his bronze sword to charge.

Lin Chen grabbed him.

"Master, don't worry, it hasn't entered the trap yet."

Lin Chen pointed to the open space outside the gate.

The Bagua Trapping Evil Formation that was set up during the day is still there.

The royal zombie stopped at the gate and didn't jump into the courtyard.

It looked down at the loose soil on the ground, then looked up at the people inside the house.

Its green eyes darted around a few times.

It bypassed the gate and walked along the side of the courtyard wall.

"That beast knew there was a trap," Jia Le shouted.

Lin Chen remained completely calm.

"It can't get around it; the entire perimeter of the dojo is surrounded by array formations."

The royal zombie jumped to the side of the courtyard wall, preparing to climb over.

It leaped into the air with the force of its legs, and as soon as it landed, the loose soil beneath its feet collapsed.

"Pfft!"

Several bamboo skewers soaked in black dog blood were stuck into the soles of its feet.

"Aww!"

The royal zombie let out a muffled thud and staggered backward.

A plume of white smoke rose from the soles of its feet; the black dog blood had taken effect. It retreated, stepping into another pit nearby.

"Pfft!"

Several more bamboo skewers pierced its calf.

The Eight Trigrams Trapping Evil Formation has taken effect.

The royal zombies were running amok in the trap zone, stepping on black dog-blood bamboo sticks wherever they went, while outside the walls there were screams and white smoke.

"Well done." Master Four Eyes patted his thigh.

"Strike while the iron is hot; everyone grab your weapons and attack!"

Master Four Eyes rushed out of the courtyard carrying a large bronze sword.

Master Ikkyu ran out after him, and the vajra in his hand shone with golden light.

Lin Chen gripped the lightning-struck wooden sword tightly and followed with the Seven Star Step.

Outside the wall, in the open space, the royal zombies had many bamboo sticks stuck in their bodies.

Bamboo skewers cannot pierce copper and iron, but with the addition of black dog blood, they can penetrate its flesh.

It roared and waved its arms, smashing the surrounding tree trunks.

Master Simu rushed forward and jumped up.

The bronze sword slashed towards the zombie's face.

"when!"

The zombie raised its arm to block.

This time, the bronze sword wasn't deflected, leaving a bloody mark on the zombie's arm.

"Its defenses are broken," Master Four Eyes exclaimed.

The black dog's blood consumed its life force.

Master Ikkyu smashed the demon-subduing pestle on the zombie's back.

"Bang!"

The zombie staggered and fell forward after being hit.

Lin Chen thrust the lightning-struck wooden sword in his hand toward the zombie's throat.

This area is relatively fragile.

The zombie tilted its head, and the lightning-struck wooden sword grazed its neck, tearing off a piece of black skin.

The lightning energy from the struck wood seeped into the wound, causing it to twitch violently.

"roar!"

The royal zombies were in a panic.

It turned around despite the attack from Master Ikkyu.

He slapped the Taoist priest in the chest.

Master Four Eyes flew out.

"Master!" Jiale called out from the yard.

The zombie lunged at Lin Chen with a powerful leap.

Two furry paws came into view.

Lin Chen took half a step back and held the lightning-struck wooden sword horizontally in front of his chest.

"clang!"

The zombie's claws gripped the wooden sword, producing a metallic sound, and the force traveled along the blade, making Lin Chen's hand go numb.

Fortunately, his strength attribute increased during the day, so he didn't drop the wooden sword. The man and the corpse fought each other in close combat in the mud.

Lin Chen used the Maoshan Demon-Slaying Sword Technique, using his footwork to create wounds on the zombie's body.

The righteous energy of lightning striking the wood made the zombies howl.

Master Ikkyu came over to help.

The two worked together, one in front and one behind, to suppress the royal zombie.

The royal zombies, unable to gain the upper hand after a prolonged battle, gleamed with a fierce light in their eyes.

It bravely took a blow from the Vajra Pestle, then swung its arms fiercely to force Lin Chen and Master Yixiu back.

Immediately afterwards, it bent its legs, lifted itself up, and landed on the roof of the side room.

house.

Master Qianhe peered through the crack in the window at the battle situation outside.

Wu Shilang hid under the table, covering his ears, while the young prince sat on the edge of the bed, trembling with fear.

The sound of cracking tiles came from the roof of the outbuilding.

Master Qianhe raised his head and picked up the peach wood sword placed on the bedside table.

"Oh no! That beast is coming for the young prince!"

"Bang!"

A dark figure descended from the sky and landed in front of the young prince.