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

Awei crawled under the table and covered his head with both hands.

Ren Fa pounced on the table, his black fingernails carving several grooves into the solid wood surface.

Awei felt a heat in his crotch.

"Uncle Jiu, help!" Ah Wei shouted from under the table.

Uncle Nine spoke from his cell.

"Don't you know how to use divine strikes? Why don't you summon the Monkey King to possess you?"

"I was lying, all I know is how to play mahjong," Awei said, his voice trembling with tears.

Ren Fa used his arms to overturn the solid wood table.

Awei was exposed outside and scrambled to hide in the corner.

Ren Fa rushed over, drawn by the scent of a living person.

Awei took off his leather shoe and threw it at Ren Fa's face.

The leather shoe bounced off and fell to the ground. Ren Fa didn't even blink and continued to jump forward. Awei had nowhere to retreat and his back was pressed against the wall.

As the two long teeth drew closer, Awei closed his eyes.

"Bang."

The large iron gate of the yamen was kicked open from the outside.

Master Si Mu walked in carrying a large bronze sword. Qiu Sheng followed behind, holding an inkwell in his hand.

"Oh my, this yamen is quite lively." Master Four Eyes said with a smile.

Awei opened his eyes when he heard the sound.

"Master Four Eyes, save me!" Ah Wei cried out.

Ren Fa turned his head and looked at the two people who entered.

Abandoning Awei in the corner, he jumped towards Master Four Eyes.

Master Simu raised his right foot and delivered a powerful kick to Ren Fa's stomach.

"Get out of here."

Ren Fa was kicked away, crashed into the wall, and slid to the ground.

Awei was dumbfounded. This old Taoist priest looked thin, but he was so strong.

Qiu Sheng chuckled, grabbed the ink line, and ran over.

"Captain Awei, your look is quite unique. You even lost your shoes while running," Qiu Sheng said.

Ah Wei scrambled and crawled to the back of Master Si Mu.

"I was so scared! My uncle really came back to life!" Awei gasped for breath.

Master Si Mu walked to the front of the cell and looked at Uncle Jiu, who was sitting cross-legged inside.

"Senior brother, you seem to be enjoying your prison food quite a bit. Are you reluctant to get out?" Master Four Eyes said.

Uncle Jiu didn't respond.

"Stop talking nonsense and open the door right now. This beast just got up; let's burn it."

Master Simu turned around and grabbed Awei by the collar.

"Where's the key?"

Awei tried to unfasten the keychain on his belt, but his hands were shaking so badly that it took him a long time.

The cell door opened.

Uncle Nine came out and stretched his wrists.

On the other side of the wall, Ren Fa got up again and stood straight.

Qiu Sheng pulled out the ink line, went behind Ren Fa, put the ink line around Ren Fa's neck, and tightened it behind him.

"Sizzle."

The ink line touched the zombie's flesh, emitting white smoke. Ren Fa opened his mouth in pain and flailed his hands wildly.

Qiu Sheng wasn't strong enough and was dragged forward two steps.

"Master, hurry, I can't hold him back!" Qiu Sheng shouted.

Uncle Nine walked over, took out a yellow talisman from his pocket, held the talisman between his index and middle fingers, and recited the incantation.

"Smack."

The yellow talisman was stuck on Ren Fa's forehead, and Ren Fa froze, his hands hanging down, his eyes still rolling back.

Qiu Sheng breathed a sigh of relief and wiped away his sweat.

Awei leaned over to peek inside.

"Uncle Jiu, is it over already?" Ah Wei asked.

Uncle Nine clapped his hands.

"He just rose from the dead, hasn't drunk any blood yet, he's just an ordinary walking corpse." Uncle Nine turned to look at Ah Wei. "Captain Ah Wei, do you believe me now?"

Awei nodded repeatedly.

"I believe it, Uncle Jiu, you're practically a god descended to earth."

"I was very rude just now, please forgive my rudeness."

Awei was convinced this time, and his attitude changed.

Uncle Nine turned to Qiu Sheng and gave instructions.

"Go to the backyard of the yamen and find some lychee firewood, then set him up in the yard and burn him."

Awei chimed in.

"Burn it, burn it quickly, my uncle-in-law is too scary."

Master Simu leaned against the wall and yawned.

"Senior brother, we've dealt with the small one, but the old one is probably sucking blood at the Ren family's place right now."

Uncle Nine's expression changed, and he slapped his thigh.

"Oh no, I wonder how Wencai and Lin Chen are doing, and whether they can hold off Old Master Ren."

Uncle Nine turned to run away, but Master Four Eyes grabbed him.

"What's the panic? My apprentice Lin Chen is guarding over there."

Uncle Nine felt a little more at ease when he thought of Lin Chen's lightning-struck wooden sword and his early-stage Taoist cultivation.

"Although Lin Chen is quite skilled, Old Master Ren has greatly increased his strength after drinking Ren Fa's blood. He is now at least a half-step Ironclad Corpse, and I'm afraid he won't be able to handle him."

Master Simu shook his head.

"You underestimate my disciple. A half-step Ironclad Corpse is nothing. Let's go, let's go take a look, it'll be a good opportunity for you to see what he's made of."

Uncle Nine nodded.

"Qiusheng, you stay here and burn the body until it's completely clean before you go back."

Qiu Sheng agreed and ran to the backyard to fetch firewood.

Uncle Nine and Master Four Eyes left the yamen and headed straight for the Ren residence.

Awei stood there, looking at the zombies on the ground, then at the empty gate.

"Men, come out here and come with me to the Ren residence to catch the zombies!" Ah Wei shouted.

Several team members who were hiding in the duty room peeked out.

In the courtyard of the Ren family mansion.

Lin Chen held the lightning-struck wooden sword and looked at Old Master Ren in front of him.

His official robes were tattered, his black fur gleamed in the moonlight, and his ten long fingernails were sticking out.

"roar."

Old Master Ren pounced on him. He reeked of a fishy stench.

Lin Chen stepped out with the Seven Star Step and turned to the side.

Old Master Ren's fingernails brushed against Lin Chen's Taoist robe.

Lin Chen swung his sword backhand. The lightning-struck wooden sword pierced the zombie's back.

"when."

The lightning-struck wooden sword glowed blue.

The righteous energy of heavenly thunder flowed along the sword and into the zombie corpse.

Old Master Ren called out.

The official robe on the back was burned through, leaving a charred mark on the skin. The righteous energy of heavenly thunder is specifically designed to suppress evil spirits, and it hurts when it hits the body.

The zombie turned around and swept its arms horizontally.

Lin Chen bent down and dodged, then kicked out with his right leg, striking the zombie squarely in the kneecap.

Old Master Ren was kicked and staggered back a few steps.

Behind the second-floor window.

Wen Cai and Ren Tingting looked down.

Wen Cai's mouth was agape.

"My god, did Junior Brother Lin Chen grow up eating cows? He actually managed to kick a zombie backwards!"

Ren Tingting gripped the windowsill with both hands, watching the figure in the blue robe in the courtyard from behind.

"Master Lin is amazing," Ren Tingting said.

yard.

Grandpa Ren stopped lunging forward and started circling around Lin Chen.

Lin Chen held the sword in one hand.

The Shangqing Great Cave True Scripture circulated within his body, and his magical power flowed into the wooden sword. Lightning flashed on the wooden sword.

"You beast, if you won't come, I'll go over there," Lin Chen said.

When the Maoshan Demon-Slaying Sword Technique was used, each move was powerful and sweeping, specifically targeting the joints of the zombies.

"Clang clang."

Sparks flew as the wooden sword collided with the zombie's claws.

Old Master Ren was forced to retreat. His tough exterior couldn't withstand the lightning-struck wooden sword. Each collision caused him to twitch from the lightning.

Lin Chen became increasingly adept at fighting, and his combat experience improved rapidly. His physical attributes were fused together in actual combat.

Old Master Ren was enraged by the beating.

It opened its huge mouth and spewed out black corpse gas.

As the corpse energy enveloped him, Lin Chen retreated to avoid it. The zombie turned and jumped towards the courtyard wall, knowing it couldn't win, so it ran away.

"Trying to run? Have you even asked the sword in my hand?"

Lin Chen reached for his waist with his left hand.

He took out three corpse-suppressing talismans.

Lin Chen formed a hand seal and used telekinesis to send three yellow talismans flying out.

On the back of Grandpa Ren, who was stuck in mid-air.

Grandpa Ren paused in mid-air for a moment, then fell straight to the ground, raising a cloud of dust.

Lin Chen rushed forward, ready to deliver the fatal blow.

This proficient-level corpse-suppressing talisman is much more powerful; it can only immobilize a half-step armored corpse for a few seconds at most.

As expected.

Old Master Ren on the ground emitted a large amount of black mist, and the three yellow talismans on his back spontaneously combusted and turned to ashes.

The zombie let out a roar and sprang to its feet.

His eyes turned bloodshot as he stared at Lin Chen.

It went completely berserk.

The ten fingernails grew another inch longer, gleaming with a poisonous green light.