Folk customs begin with the entire funeral procession

Chapter 27 Unbridled
The sucking stopped, and Aunt Mei's body collapsed to the ground like a rag doll.

Zhong Fa remained expressionless as he watched everything unfold before him.

"Uncle Dong is awake. I've done everything I promised Aunt Mei."

Zhong Fa shifted his gaze from Aunt Mei to the coffin.

tom!
A figure sprang straight out of the coffin that had been lying on its side and landed on the ground beside it.

Looking at the figure covered in black fur, Zhong Fa's face flushed slightly.

The copper bell was raised, and the wrist was shaken.

The clapper struck the inner wall of the bronze bell along a specific trajectory.

Ring~ Ring ring~
The dull ringing of the bell echoed in the room, and Uncle Dong's body stopped trembling after the bell rang.

Suddenly, Zhong Fa swung the bell in his hand to the side.

"shift!"

tom!
Uncle Dong jumped up and landed to one side.

"Hehe...haha...cough cough!"

Zhong Fa laughed until he coughed, but his eyes never left Dong Shu.

"I've done it, Master! I've done it! But... it's not enough, it's still not enough!"

Zhong Fa put the lotus lantern aside, took out the vial of virgin blood from his pocket with his free left hand, and walked towards Uncle Dong.

After observing Dong Shu's black hair up close, Zhong Fa trembled all over.

This is excitement! This is thrill!
White zombies, black zombies, jumping zombies, flying zombies—he created a black zombie with just one move!
But this is not enough!

White zombies are slow-moving, black zombies can tear livestock apart, and jumping zombies are incredibly strong, with blue faces, fangs, and fingernails like knives!

Only by mastering the ability to jump and control the zombie back to the mountains can those people know that the 'Corpse-Driving Bell' has returned!

Zhong Fa's eyes flashed with madness as he opened the test tube in his hand and poured the contents into Uncle Dong's mouth.

suck!
The blood was instantly sucked into Dongshu's mouth.

Suddenly, wisps of black aura seeped from the black hairs all over Uncle Dong's body.

Upon seeing this, Zhong Fa quickly retreated.

This is the aura of death, and it's also the purpose for which Zhong Fa fed Dong Shu the boy's blood.

The corpse energy did not leave the body after it departed, but instead lingered around Uncle Dong.

Gradually, the black hair on Uncle Dong's body began to be tainted and corroded by the corpse energy.

The liquid formed from the black hair covered Dong Shu's body, turning into a layer of black keratin.

Just then, the black energy began to seep into Uncle Dong's body through his nostrils.

As the black energy entered, Uncle Dong's black fingernails began to grow longer, thicker, and sharper!

After the last wisp of black energy entered Uncle Dong's body, a touch of scarlet appeared in Uncle Dong's white eyes.

Seeing the change in Uncle Dong, Zhong Fa walked over, reached out, and opened Uncle Dong's lips.

Inside, there are canines that have become twice as long!

"It's done! It's done! Haha, it's done!"

"Master, did you see that? It's a jumping zombie! It's a jumping zombie! Hahaha!"

"After forty-nine days of nurturing, the corpse energy in this body, born in the year, month, and hour of Yin, has already dispersed to various parts of the body. Master, you once said that most of the corpse energy generated during the corpse nurturing process would dissipate after the corpse refining is successful. Haha, what a waste."

"You old folks only know how to cling to what our ancestors left us, instead of exploring and innovating!"

"That makes sense. With something readily available, who would bother to use their brain? Only a wicked disciple like me, who didn't receive the complete inheritance, would think of using every possible method."

"Master, do you know how many years it took me to take this step?"

"It took me a full twenty years to come up with the idea of ​​using the blood of a virgin boy, an extremely yang substance, to stimulate a corpse and bring out its vital energy before it dissipates!"

"A black zombie that has just drunk human blood has a thirst for everything. This thirst will make it accept anything that comes its way, absorbing all the corpse energy that is leaking out of its body, and breaking through to the hopping zombie stage in one fell swoop."

"Hehe, jumping zombie, in this era, how many people can train to be a jumping zombie like me?"

"No! There's no genius like me in Xiangyin!"

After venting his emotions, Zhong Fa gradually calmed down.

"Master, don't worry."

"I will pass on this corpse-refining technique. Rest assured, the 'Corpse-driving Bell' will reach a level you have never achieved before!"

After Zhong Fa laughed, a cold glint flashed in his eyes.

Recalling his previous experience, Zhong Fa snorted coldly.

"The road to restoring the fame of the 'Corpse-Transporting Bell' begins with you..."

Turning his head, Zhong Fa looked at his masterpiece with a look of fascination. But suddenly, he saw Uncle Dong's eyes move, changing from looking straight ahead to staring at him.

In a daze, Zhong Fa saw Uncle Dong's arm turn and sweep towards him.

Zhong Fa only had time to retreat half a step.

Originally, this half-step would have been enough to get out of Uncle Dong's attack range, but at this moment, Uncle Dong's fingernails were an inch longer than before.

It was this slight difference that resulted in several scratches, each over ten centimeters long, on Zhong Fa's chest.

Bang!
Zhong Fa stumbled and bumped into the door of the second bedroom, shaking the copper bell in his hand wildly.

Uncle Dong's body began to tremble as the bell jingled!
Suddenly, Zhong Fa seemed to hear a 'sizzling' sound.

The sound seemed to be from paper tearing.

Zhong Fa looked at Uncle Dong, who was no longer trembling, and his face turned ashen.

The Corpse Control Talisman—Dong Shu broke free of it?

why?
Why was it able to break free from the corpse-controlling talisman?

That was left behind by my master!
Zhong is furious!
Seeing Uncle Dong turn his head away, Zhong Fa rolled out of the second bedroom without looking back, closing the door behind him and hiding outside.

A handful of glutinous rice was slapped onto his chest, making a sizzling sound.

As Zhong Fa grinned, another talisman appeared on his right hand.

It was the spirit-suppressing talisman that we took from Uncle Dong earlier!

Even though Uncle Dong broke free of the corpse-controlling talisman, Zhong Fa didn't want to give up the jumping zombie he had created.

As long as he can control Uncle Dong, he can find another way to control the corpse talisman.

If the zombie is gone, it will be too difficult to find a suitable corpse again.

click!
Two palms pierced through the door, and the solid wood door, which was at least three centimeters thick, was torn to shreds as if it were made of paper.

A figure leaped out, using the wreckage of the wooden door as a springboard.

Despite the pain in his chest, Zhong Fa leaped out and used his own blood to stick the spirit-suppressing talisman to Uncle Dong's back.

Uncle Dong suddenly stopped halfway through his turn, and Zhong Fa felt a sense of relief.

Ignoring his chest injury, Zhong Fa entered the second bedroom and took the lotus lantern in his hand.

But as soon as he turned around, Zhong Fa saw that the spirit-suppressing talisman on Uncle Dong's back was starting to fade from the edges, turning from dark yellow to grayish white.

As the gray and white color on the spirit-suppressing talisman increased, Uncle Dong's body began to sway.

Zhong Fa looked unwell.

Everything is heading in the worst possible direction.

Is this leaping corpse, which exceeds his power limit, destined not to belong to him?

Zhong Fa's face was contorted with rage.

"Ha, if I can forge one, I can forge another!"

He had already mastered the technique of refining jumping zombies. This failure was just that—failure—but he had to live!
Putting away the corpse-controlling bell, Zhong Fa protected the lotus lantern with both hands and rushed towards the gate.

When he opened the security door, the spirit-suppressing talisman on Uncle Dong's back had also turned completely gray.

Swish!
Uncle Dong's eyes, which had regained their red glow, turned toward the door.

With no bending of the legs, he jumped from the ground and landed more than two meters away.

When he jumped again, he was already at the door.

click!
The door across from Aunt Mei's house was opened.

"Shut up, shut up, what the hell are you arguing about!"

A shirtless man holding a rolling pin walked out, his face full of anger.

Then, he saw Uncle Dong, with his arms raised and his eyes glowing red, jump away in front of him.

"Dong dong dong dong..."

The man's face was blank, and sweat soaked his crotch.

As soon as he left the apartment building, Uncle Dong chased after the figure in the distance who was holding a lotus lantern and smoking a cigarette.

At 2:30 a.m., a figure whose face was obscured and whose eyes emitted a dark red glow leaped through the residential area.

Each time, it was two or three meters away.

The thumping sound continued, waking countless people from their dreams.

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(End of this chapter)