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

Renjia Town, Yizhuang (mortuary).

In the latter half of the night, oil lamps were lit in the main hall.

Uncle Nine, dressed in a white jacket, sat at the octagonal table in the first-floor hall, wiping the newly made peach wood sword in his hand with a cloth.

Last time I fought the armored zombie in the abandoned mine, his peach wood sword broke. This one was just carved from ordinary peach wood, so it's not very easy to use yet.

Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai were dozing off on the bench next to them, their snoring getting louder and louder.

The sound of wings flapping came from outside the window.

A paper crane with a yellow glow squeezed in through the window crack, circled twice in mid-air, and landed on the edge of the teacup in front of Uncle Nine.

Uncle Nine stopped moving and put down the peach wood sword. This was a method used by Maoshan for urgent telepathic communication.

Extend your right index finger and tap the paper crane's head.

The paper crane transformed into a ball of fire.

Master Simu's voice rang out in the hall.

"Lin Fengjiao, hurry up and bring your weapons to Lijia Town to save us! That damned old bastard who's good for nothing has lost the zombie injected with the foreigner's potion. This thing has mutated; it's immune to lightning-struck wood, immune to talismans, and even my Crimson Flame Copper Greatsword can't cut it. Come quickly!"

The flames burned out, turning into a pinch of ash that fell into the teacup.

Uncle Nine frowned after hearing the telepathic message.

"So-so."

Uncle Nine slammed his hand on the Eight Immortals table.

Snapped.

A crack appeared on the tabletop, and the teacup bounced violently.

The commotion startled Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai, who were dozing on the bench, so much that they rolled to the ground.

"Ouch, an earthquake?" Wencai rubbed his bottom and got up.

Qiu Sheng went to help Wen Cai, but when he saw that Uncle Jiu's face had darkened, he stopped joking around.

"Master, what happened?"

Uncle Nine stood up, put the newly made peach wood sword into the cloth bag on his back, and then dragged out a large wooden box from under the shrine, taking out magical artifacts.

"Your mama's uncle has caused a huge disaster in Li Family Village." Uncle Nine's tone was laced with anger. "Not only did he lose the corpse while driving it, but he also attracted mutated zombies. Lin Chen and Simu are holding the fort, and even Lin Chen finds it troublesome. These things are not easy to deal with."

Qiu Sheng perked up as soon as he heard Lin Chen's name.

"Junior Brother Lin Chen is here too? He couldn't even handle the strength with which Lin Chen used to throw the armored corpse like a sandbag?"

"That's why we need to help." Uncle Nine tossed a bundle of ink line soaked in black dog blood to Qiu Sheng. "Enough talk. Go to the backyard, bring out the bicycles, grab your gear, and let's go."

Wen Cai complained with a bitter face.

"Master, it's the middle of the night now. It will take several hours to ride to Lijia Village. We won't get there until dawn."

Uncle Nine walked over and kicked Wen Cai in the butt.

"If we don't arrive by dawn, we'll arrive by noon. It's a matter of life and death. If we're even a fraction of an incense stick later, several more people will die in Lijia Town."

The three of them hurriedly tidied up.

Qiu Sheng rode his old-fashioned bicycle, Wen Cai sat on the back carrying large and small bags of Buddhist artifacts, and Uncle Jiu rode another bicycle. They left Renjia Town overnight and rode along the dirt road toward Lijia Town.

Lijia Village.

It's almost dawn.

The area outside the yamen gate was brightly lit by torches.

Captain Cao directed dozens of villagers to dig a three-meter-deep pit in the middle of the road, with iron spikes forged by blacksmiths overnight stuck upside down at the bottom of the pit.

Lin Chen stood at the edge of the pit and inspected it once, then turned to Captain Cao to give instructions.

"Cover the pit opening with some dry grass and twigs, sprinkle some loose soil, and have everyone retreat back into the yamen and barricade the gate."

The villagers were so frightened that their legs went weak. Upon hearing this, they quickly put on their disguises and swarmed into the government compound.

Master Simu sat on the grand chair in the main hall, holding a bronze heavy sword in his arms, his eyelids drooping.

The greatsword takes a lot of energy, and Yomotsu urgently needs to recover.

Lin Chen walked to the center of the courtyard, sat cross-legged on the stone table, and began to circulate the "Shangqing Great Cave True Scripture." His magical power circulated through his body for two major cycles, and his fatigue vanished.

Lin Chen took out the golden Western pocket watch from his pocket.

Fingers rubbed against the metal casing.

The music playing from this pocket watch is currently the only thing that can soothe Nintendo. But how to use this watch to lure zombies into a trap still needs to be figured out.

A loud bang came from the direction of the backyard of the yamen, the sound of a heavy object hitting the wooden door.

The smell of formaldehyde wafted into the front yard on the night breeze.

Si Mu opened his eyes, stood up from the armchair, and picked up the heavy sword with one hand.

"That beast went around to the backyard."

"Help!"

A scream, distorted in tone, rang out; it was Ah-hao's voice.

Lin Chen braced himself against the stone table with one hand, used the momentum to leap up, drew the lightning-struck wooden sword from his back, and rushed straight to the backyard.

Outside the outhouse in the backyard.

Mama was carrying a wooden basin, half-filled with a yellowish liquid that emitted a pungent, foul odor.

Ah-hao slumped to the ground, his crotch soaked, trembling with fear.

Nintendo stood three steps away, his Qing Dynasty official robes tattered, his head tilted, his eyes staring straight at Mama.

"Master, it's coming!" Ah-Qiang shouted from behind the water tank.

Mama bit her middle finger, drew a Taoist talisman on the edge of the wooden basin, and shouted, "Demon! Taste your Taoist master's pure yang virgin urine!"

He picked up the wooden basin and splashed it forcefully.

The liquid spread out in mid-air and poured all over Nintendo.

The expected white smoke and zombie screams did not occur.

Nintendo wiped the urine off his face and brought it to his nose to smell it.

The smell stimulated it, and it let out a strange cry, bending its legs and lunging towards Mama.

"How is this possible!" Mama's eyes widened, and before she could throw away the wooden basin in her hand, Nintendo slapped it to pieces.

He felt a sharp pain in his chest, and was sent flying backward, crashing into the mud wall of the outhouse, smashing half of the wall down, and rolling into the mud.

After landing, Nintendo turned around and grabbed Ah-hao on the ground.

The black fingernail was about to pierce Ah Hao's neck.

"Bang!"

The wooden door to the backyard shattered.

Lin Chen rushed in without using the lightning-struck wooden sword, because this monster was not afraid of being struck by lightning, and using a sword would only get in the way.

He stomped his left foot heavily on the ground, used his waist to generate power, and kicked out with his right leg.

Power attribute burst.

The kick hit Nintendo squarely on the side.

"Thump!"

A muffled thud.

Nintendo's over 200-pound body flew out sideways, knocking over a water vat in the yard, splashing water everywhere. It rolled twice on the ground and got up again, with a dent in the side of its bone.

It reached out and pressed hard on the dented area, and the spot bounced back.

"Click."

The bones are back in place.

Si Mu arrived carrying a fifty-pound bronze sword and was stunned by the scene.

"This monster has even lost its sense of pain?"

He crawled numbly out of the mud, clutching his chest and coughing. "Four-Eyes, this thing is really weird, it's not even afraid of my baby pee!"

Four Eyes retorted, "Your two apprentices frequent brothels every day, where would they get boy's urine? You'd be better off using your own old man's urine!"

Nintendo shook its head and stared at Lin Chen. It remembered Lin Chen's scent from that kick earlier. It roared and pounced.

Lin Chen advanced instead of retreating, reaching his right hand into his robes.

"Ding-dong..."

The music from the Western music box filled the night.

Lin Chen pressed the switch on the gold pocket watch.

Nintendo stopped moving.

It stopped less than half a meter in front of Lin Chen, its mouth with fangs half-open.

The fierce light in those blue-glowing eyes slowly faded, leaving them somewhat dazed.

It tilted its head, listening to the familiar melody.

Following the rhythm of the music, Nintendo's body began to sway from side to side, and his arms also swayed.

No one made a sound in the backyard.

Only the music from the music box echoed.

Ah-hao and Ah-qiang were dumbfounded.

Mama gaped, finally managing to stammer out, "This...this beast knows music?"

Si Mu gripped the hilt of the greatsword tightly, his palms sweating profusely.

Lin Chen ignored them, holding up his pocket watch as he took small, quick steps backward.

Nintendo heard the music fading into the distance and jumped forward in response.

"Master, go to the front yard," Lin Chen said in a low voice.

Si Mu walked along the wall towards the front yard. Ma Ma pulled her two apprentices to follow.

Lin Chen retreated rhythmically, maintaining a distance of two meters from Nintendo at all times.

For every step he takes back, Nintendo takes a step forward.

The man and the corpse crossed the backyard and arrived at the front yard.