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

Ren Tingting hugged her arms tightly and looked out the window.

Lin Chen put down his teacup and walked to the window.

The courtyard outside was dark and still, but the few trees in the yard were swaying slightly.

Lin Chen smelled a stench of corpses, much stronger than the walking corpses he had encountered before when he was transporting corpses.

"It's here."

Lin Chen said it casually.

Upon hearing this, Wencai was so frightened that he immediately hid behind the sofa.

"Who...who's here?"

Lin Chen gripped the hilt of the lightning-struck wooden sword.

A crashing sound came from outside the Ren family's iron gate, leaving a large dent in the solid iron gate.

Ren Tingting screamed and covered her ears.

Lin Chen turned to look at Wen Cai.

"Take her upstairs, lock the door, and don't come out no matter what noise you hear."

Wen Cai got up and pulled Ren Tingting upstairs.

"Cousin Tingting, run! The zombies are coming!"

The two had just run up to the second floor.

The large iron gate of the Ren residence was smashed open, and a dark figure jumped into the courtyard.

It was none other than Old Master Ren.

He was dressed in Qing Dynasty official robes, his body was covered in long black hair, and the nails on his ten fingers were three inches long.

Old Master Ren has drunk the blood of his closest relatives, and his current strength is almost on par with that of the Ironclad Corpse.

He stood in the courtyard, raised his head, and roared at the moon.

"roar!"

A stream of black, corpse-like energy spewed from his mouth.

Lin Chen stood in the hall, looking at the zombies in the courtyard through the window.

"That's interesting."

Lin Chen twisted his neck, and his bones made a cracking sound.

This half-step armored corpse is perfect for testing my newly broken through realm.

Lin Chen didn't wait for the zombie to break the window; instead, he opened the door himself.

"You beast, I've been looking for you for ages!"

Lin Chen carried the lightning-struck wooden sword down the steps and went to meet him.

The security team's office.

Awei was sitting in the interrogation room, his legs crossed.

Uncle Nine was locked in the cell across the street.

"Lin Jiu, Lin Jiu, you've finally met your match."

Ah Wei looked at Uncle Jiu with a smug expression.

"He usually acts like a god in town, but now he's fallen into my hands."

Uncle Nine sat cross-legged on the haystack, closed his eyes to rest, and completely ignored him.

Feeling bored, Awei stood up and walked to the torture rack.

The shelf was filled with whips, pliers, and a glowing red charcoal brazier.

Several iron soldering irons were stuck in the charcoal brazier.

Awei pulled out a branding iron, looked at the red-hot iron on it, and revealed a sinister smile.

"Lin Jiu, I advise you to confess as soon as possible."

"To avoid physical suffering."

Awei took the branding iron and walked to the iron bars of the cell.

Uncle Nine didn't even open his eyes, he just said something in a calm voice.

"Captain Awei, you'd better go check on your uncle's body."

"Judging by the time, he should be awake by now."

Awei snorted.

"Don't try to scare me with dead people!"

"My aunt's husband is completely dead, how could he possibly wake up?"

Holding the branding iron, Ah Wei felt that Uncle Nine was bluffing.

He turned to look at the security guards behind him who were carrying guns.

"What are you looking at! Get out!" Awei waved the branding iron in his hand.

The team leader hesitated. Uncle Jiu was highly respected in the town, and everyone had to invite him to their weddings or funerals. If they really used torture here, how would they be able to face people in the town afterward?

"Captain, are we really going to use torture? Uncle Nine has always been very kind to our town..."

Awei kicked the player in the butt.

"You know nothing! I'm the captain, and you're the captain? Get out! And lock that big iron gate! No one is allowed to open it tonight without my orders!"

The team members looked at each other, not daring to argue, and could only retreat.

With a clang, the large iron gate slammed shut, and the sound of it being locked could be heard from outside.

Only Ah Wei, Uncle Jiu from the cell, and Ren Fa's body on the stretcher remained in the interrogation room.

Awei walked triumphantly to the front of the cell with the red-hot branding iron in his hand.

He deliberately heated the branding iron on the iron railing, making a sizzling sound and emitting a puff of white smoke, hoping to scare Uncle Nine.

"Lin Jiu, did you hear that? The door is locked. This time, even the Heavenly King himself can't save you."

"Quickly confess your guilt. Just say that you broke into the Ren family's residence in the middle of the night and killed my uncle with a sharp weapon in order to swindle money from them."

Uncle Nine sat cross-legged on the haystack, not even lifting his eyelids, completely ignoring Ah Wei.

When Ah Wei saw that Uncle Jiu wouldn't listen to reason or threats, he got angry.

"Fine! You're tough as nails, aren't you! Let's see how long you can stay tough!" Awei raised the branding iron, ready to stick it inside the iron bars.

"Captain Wei, did you hear that?"

Uncle Nine suddenly spoke, interrupting Ah Wei's actions.

Awei's hand, holding the branding iron, froze in mid-air.

Aside from the crackling sound of burning charcoal in the brazier, there were other noises in the interrogation room.

creak... creak...

Someone was gritting their teeth; the sound was coming from the stretcher in the corner.

Awei swallowed hard, then turned around with the branding iron in his hand.

"You damned rat, daring to scurry around in the government office!"

Awei feigned composure, thinking it was just rats in the government office gnawing on the corpse.

He walked over, raised his leather boot, and kicked the wooden leg of the stretcher.

"Get out here!"

After that kick, the rat didn't come out.

The white sheet covering the stretcher bulged up.

Immediately afterward, in Awei's view, Ren Fa's corpse sat up straight, and the white cloth slid down his shoulders to the ground.

Ren Fa's face had turned completely bluish-purple, his eyes were completely white, and his lips were turned outward, revealing two sharp fangs.

What was most frightening were his hands; the fingernails on all ten fingers were black and long, and the squeaking sound from earlier...

It's produced by the friction of fingernails.

Awei stood there, the branding iron in his hand still smoking, completely stunned.

"Cousin...cousin's husband?"

Awei shouted, trying to wake the other person.

Upon hearing the sound, Ren Fa slowly turned his head, staring at Awei with the whites of his eyes. He sniffed twice, smelling the yang energy of a living person.

"roar!"

Ren Fa opened his mouth, exhaling the stench of a corpse, and reached forward with both hands to grab Awei's neck.

Awei screamed in fright and instinctively thrust the branding iron in his hand forward to block it.

The red-hot branding iron was pressed directly against Ren Fa's chest.

It's sizzling!

The stench of burnt flesh filled the interrogation room.

If it were a living person, they would have been writhing on the ground in pain, but Ren Fa was a zombie and had no sense of pain. The branding iron only aroused his ferocity.

Ren Fa slapped the branding iron away, sending Awei flying.

Awei fell to the ground, the soldering iron flew to the corner, and his hat fell to the side.

"Help! It's a zombie!"

Awei scrambled to his feet and rushed to the large iron gate, pounding on it desperately.

"Open the door! Open the door!"

A teammate's voice came from outside the door: "I won't open the door for anyone."

"I'm your captain, Awei!"

"Captain, I left the key in the duty room. Wait a minute, I'll go get it!"

Awei looked back.

Ren Fa was already closing in on him.

Awei was so terrified that he started running around the interrogation room.

Ren Fa chased after him, and Awei ran to the front of the cell and grabbed the iron bars.

"Uncle Jiu! Uncle Jiu, help me! My cousin's husband has really come back to life!"

Uncle Nine slowly opened his eyes, stood up from the ground, and walked to the iron railing.

"Captain Wei, didn't you just say I was faking it? Didn't you practice divine fighting and become invulnerable to swords and spears? Go and fight him!"

Ah Wei was so anxious that tears welled up in his eyes: "I was wrong! I was so mean! I was just bragging! Uncle Jiu, please come out and take him away!"

Uncle Nine spread his hands: "You've locked me inside, and you have the key. How am I supposed to get out and rescue you?"

Awei quickly reached for his waist. The cell key was hanging on his belt buckle.

Just as he was about to unlock the key, Ren Fa pounced on him.

Awei had no choice but to give up unlocking the key and slid under the table.

Ren Fa missed his target and crashed into the iron railing, making the iron gate rattle loudly.