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Chapter 193: Sucking Blood While It's Hot

Lin Bei had tasted incense before. When he was at the charity cemetery in Renjia Town, Qiu Sheng and Wencai offered him the best incense.

But to zombies, incense is completely useless.

Lin Bei originally thought that it was a descendant of the Ma family who came to pay homage, but after listening to the other party's muttering, he found out that the other party had nothing to do with the Ma family.

Instead, it was the nemesis of these evil spirits - the Maoshan Taoist priests.

The other party's purpose of coming to burn incense was very clear, he wanted to use his power to cause trouble.

As for whether the corpse in the coffin agrees or not, it is not considered by the visitor at all. Burning incense is just a greeting. You have to do it whether the corpse agrees or not.

In the Maoshan technique recorded by Lin Bei in the Hong Kong Variety Show World, there are methods to drive away ghosts and corpses.

The founder of Maoshan created these spells to uphold justice and ward off evil. However, as he gained more disciples, some of them had evil intentions and wanted to use the spells to make money.

The person in front of me is obviously one of them.

Lin Bei doesn't like being used as a tool. According to the convention in film and television dramas, any zombies or ghosts that are used as tools will eventually be torn to pieces by the protagonist.

So without thinking, he just lifted the coffin lid and smashed it over.

The man never expected that he could appear dead in broad daylight. He couldn't dodge and was hit directly, screaming in pain.

Before he could move the coffin lid away, Lin Bei had already jumped out of the coffin and slammed down on the coffin lid with a huge blow.

With his current strength, just this pressure is no less than a martial arts master using all his strength to cast the Thousand-Pound Weight.

The Maoshan disciple who came to burn incense was obviously just a half-baked one, and his body was also mortal, so he naturally couldn't withstand Lin Bei's pressure.

His head tilted and he fell to the ground.

Lin Bei felt that it should not be wasted, as he had never tasted the blood of a cultivator, so he grabbed the Maoshan disciple, and while the body was still wet, he got into a good position and bit the Maoshan disciple's neck.

This was the first time that Lin Bei sucked blood by biting someone after becoming a zombie. The scarlet blood did not taste as bad as he had imagined. Instead, it was refreshing.

Perhaps because this man is a cultivator and his blood contains magical powers, Lin Bei clearly feels that the benefits this blood brings to him are much stronger than those of chimpanzee blood.

But compared to the blood of Ren Fa's relatives, it is still a little bit lacking.

There are two possibilities in this situation. Either the cultivation of the Maoshan disciple in front of him is too poor, or the blood of relatives has a special effect on zombies.

Lin Bei now understood why zombies had become so hated by both humans and dogs. The process of sucking blood was too pleasurable, and most zombies were irrational and only followed their instincts, so they naturally killed and sucked blood crazily.

When Lin Bei sucked all the blood from the Maoshan disciple and threw his body away like garbage, a soul floated out from the body.

After giving Lin Bei a resentful look, it did not leave the ancestral hall, but hid in a corner.

It's still daytime now. If you dare to go out, you will probably be sunburned.

At this time, Lin Bei's eyesight had recovered, and the function of his Yin-Yang eyes was also activated, so he naturally saw the ghost just now.

But he didn't rush to deal with it. After all, how could he catch big fish without throwing bait?
Just when Lin Bei wanted to lie back in the coffin, a fat figure sneaked in.

When Lin Bei heard the noise and looked over, he happened to meet the man face to face.

As his body was still stiff, Lin Bei still had a 'kind' expression on his face.

And when the fat man saw Lin Bei, instead of turning around and running away in fear, he showed a look of surprise.

Before Zhang Dabing came here, he met Master Xu, who was wearing ragged clothes and stomping on the door of Maoshan Mountain. After being reminded by him, he knew that he might be in danger of death tonight and it would be difficult to save himself. Unexpectedly, as soon as he entered the door, he met his benefactor, no, it was a benefactor ghost, which didn't seem right either.

Although Zhang Dabing was still instinctively afraid of creatures like zombies,

But when he encountered familiar zombies, he felt that his chances of survival were much greater.

Of course, the most important point is that he didn't dare to run away even if he wanted to, because he was provoked by someone. He made a bet with a man named Hua Laojiu that if he could stay in the Ma Family Ancestral Hall for one night, Hua Laojiu would have to give him fifty dollars.

On the contrary, if he ran away, he would have to pay Hua Laojiu fifty dollars.

Zhang Dabing was just an ordinary driver, how could he afford so much money? He had no choice but to bite the bullet and do it.

Zhang Dabing laughed dryly twice, shook the roast chicken and wine pot in his hands and said, "Brother, would you like some?"

Lin Bei looked at Zhang Dabing expressionlessly, extremely suspecting that this fat guy was mentally ill.

If you ask a zombie whether he wants to eat meat or drink alcohol, isn't that a sign of illness?
Zhang Dabing, who was being watched by Lin Bei, was relieved when he saw that his 'benefactor' did not take action immediately.

Compared to the completely unfamiliar zombies, he felt that meeting Lin Bei would be a little safer.

What he did just now was just a test. It would be fine as long as Lin Bei didn't attack him.

Zhang Dabing consciously found a place to squat in the corner. As for what Master Xu had told him, he had completely forgotten it.

Those methods were used to avoid zombies, but now that Lin Bei can see him, it means that these methods have lost their effectiveness. It is better to do whatever is comfortable for him.

Seeing that Zhang Dadan was not messing around, Lin Bei ignored him.

He originally wanted to lie back in the coffin, but after thinking it over, he ran to the other side, threw the fellow into the coffin, and crushed the coffin lid to death.

He also wanted to see how the Maoshan Taoist priest hiding behind would control the zombies.

Soon, night fell, and the zombie thrown into the coffin by Lin Bei remained motionless.

But the Maoshan disciple who had turned into a ghost sneaked away.

Although Lin Bei had already discovered it, he did not do anything to stop it. The bait had already been thrown out, and the next step was to see what kind of big fish could be caught.

When the moon rose above the willow eyebrows, there was still no movement in the ancestral hall. Zhang Dabing, a thick-skinned man, not only fell asleep leaning against a pillar, but also snored.

This kind of thick-skinned person often seeks death, but he is still alive today. He is really lucky.

At midnight, when the yin energy was at its heaviest, there was finally some movement.

But the sound did not come from the coffin, but three ghosts fell directly from the sky.

Just by looking at their appearance, you can tell at a glance that they died a violent death.

It seems that he changed his mind after receiving the message from the ghost that Lin Bei let go.

As expected, after the three ghosts arrived, they pounced directly at Lin Bei, as if they were going to eat him alive.

These three refined ghosts were much more flexible than Lin Bei, and they even knew how to adopt strategies to surround and kill from three different directions.

Lin Bei was not afraid at all. He lowered his body slightly, kicked his feet, and rushed towards the most powerful evil ghost.

The zombies' fighting style is not fancy, it just relies on brute force.

(End of this chapter)