Hong Kong Ghost Story: I've become an apprentice of Chung Fat-pak and will only play in the pea

Ah Jiu slowly exhaled a breath of black air.

If there were any cultivators present, they would be able to tell that this black aura is corpse aura!

23rd floor.

Lin Xuan couldn't help but sigh as he looked at the armored corpse whose body was constantly exploding.

As expected of an armored zombie, its body is incredibly tough!

Fifty third-tier spirit talismans were thrown in, but they didn't cause it to explode.

But that’s about it.

The corpse energy on the armored corpse was almost gone, and it could explode at any moment.

Sure enough, the next second.

Bang!

With a loud bang.

A flame shone brightly.

The armored corpse exploded, turning into pieces that were burned to ashes and vanished.

[Ding! 1 Armored Corpse defeated. Reward: 3 Merit Points.]

3 merit points! That's the merit points from two green zombies! No wonder they're so tough!

Lin Xuan let out a soft breath.

Actually, if we had a more powerful magical artifact, dealing with the armored corpse would have been much easier.

This time, forcibly using the Tongtian Talisman to kill the armored corpse consumed more than half of his spiritual energy.

Thinking of this, Lin Xuan's heart stirred slightly, and a tired expression appeared on his face.

He decided to use himself as bait to lure out the person behind the scenes.

"Phew, it's dead!"

Seeing the armored corpse die, Lin Xuan seemed to give up and leaned against the wall, his face pale.

His acting skills are superb.

Seeing this, Uncle You didn't notice anything unusual and assumed that Lin Xuan had really exhausted all his spiritual energy.

He picked up his severed arm and sat down next to Lin Xuan.

"I never expected Instructor Lin to be so strong!"

"You even managed to kill that powerful armored zombie!"

Lin Xuan's face was pale. He smiled and shook his head, saying, "After all, I am a geomancer, a genius of our Maoshan sect, and a future celestial master. How could I not even be able to deal with an armored corpse!"

"By the way, your hand..."

Uncle You took out a cigarette from his pocket, lit it, and took a deep drag.

"Oh, it's okay, it's just a broken hand!"

"Ever since I started learning Taoism, I knew this day would come. Fortunately, I still have a fried rice shop, so I won't starve."

Uncle You lost an arm and can no longer catch ghosts, so GGT will no longer pay him a monthly salary.

That's just how GGT's policy is; they don't handle the follow-up matters for employees.

With a monthly salary of 10,000, plus bonuses for catching ghosts and exterminating zombies, the benefits are already quite generous. If you want to handle your affairs after death, you should prepare in advance.

It's not that GGT is heartless; it's just that most cultivators don't have families, and they might encounter a powerful enemy and die on their next mission.

It's better to give the benefits to the employees themselves than to leave them for their families.

Let the employees figure out how to handle it themselves.

Looking at the severed arm, Lin Xuan said calmly, "Actually, with the right medicine, your arm might be able to recover."

Uncle You's arm was only broken, twisted off, but not shattered.

In later generations, with the advancement of medical technology, there is a certain chance of being able to reconnect with it. There may be some minor problems or aftereffects, but it's better than having it cut off completely.

In this era, medical technology isn't that advanced, but there are methods from the supernatural world.

Hearing Lin Xuan's words, Uncle You thought he was comforting him and smiled, "A pill that can reattach a severed arm is a divine pill. Our Maoshan sect can't find a single one even after searching the whole place!"

"Besides, even if it really existed, a useless person like me wouldn't be worthy of using it."

After losing an arm, Uncle You's complexion wasn't good, but his expression seemed even more carefree.

Lin Xuan felt that he had probably figured something out.

"Alright, Instructor Lin, you don't need to comfort me. Today, I'm already satisfied that I can help you deal with an armored zombie with this severed hand."

“However, this armored corpse was created by someone else. The matter is not yet resolved. Instructor Lin, you should recover your spiritual energy. I will take you to find that evil cultivator.”

Uncle You could tell that Lin Xuan had expended a great deal of energy. Now that the armored corpse was dead, there was no rush to find Ajiu.

"Yes, I did use up all my spiritual energy just now to make sure I could kill the armored corpse with one strike. I'll go with you after I rest for an incense stick's time."

Lin Xuan closed his eyes, about to recover his spiritual energy.

At this time.

bouncing!

On the 23rd floor, the window of a room was shattered instantly.

Broken glass was scattered all over the ground.

A person draped in black cloth, obscuring their face and exuding an aura of death, appeared to leap and bound before the two.

"You didn't need to look for me, I came by myself!"

The newcomer's voice was hoarse, like the sound of magnets striking each other, unlike a human voice.

"It's you, Ajiu. Why did you do this?" Uncle You recognized Ajiu instantly, even though the man was covered in black cloth.

"Why do I do this? Heh, of course, it's because I don't want to die!"

Upon arriving, Ajiu didn't rush to make a move, as if she wanted the two to die knowing why, and slowly spoke.

“Ah You, do you know that I have lung cancer and don’t have much time left?”

“I don’t know about the lung cancer, but I do know that you raise ghost children to absorb yin energy in order to prolong your life,” Uncle You said.

Uncle You was well aware of Ah Jiu's recent unusual behavior, given that they had been neighbors for decades.

Absorbing yin energy to prolong life is only a temporary solution, not a cure. Uncle You thought that Ah Jiu was just trying to delay for a few days to fulfill her last wish, and that in the end she would return to dust.

So they let it go and didn't care.

He never expected that Ah Jiu would raise zombies, and even such a fierce armored zombie.

That almost caused a major disaster!

"Hehe, absorbing yin energy won't last long. Originally, I wanted to do something big before I died, mixing the yin energy of those twin female ghosts with the corpse energy of the zombies I raised, and absorbing them all at once, which would at least extend my life by 3 months!"

"However, man proposes, God disposes. Just before I was about to take action, Instructor Lin performed a ritual to release the two female ghosts from their trance!"

As Ajiu spoke, she turned her head, and under the cover of the black cloth, it seemed as if a pair of eyes were looking at Lin Xuan.

"But even if I exorcised those two female ghosts, you didn't give up on corpse refining, right? How did things end up like this? Did you come into contact with other people?" Lin Xuan asked.

"Hehe, as expected of Instructor Lin, a 21-year-old geomancer! He's really smart!"

Ah Jiu said in a hoarse voice, "The other party is a major sect, and they gave me a better way to prolong my life! In fact, I should be very grateful to them!"

"However, they were too arrogant. The moment I succeeded, I killed them!"

Ah Jiu seemed to have some special obsession with the major sects, and brought it up as if to show off.

"If I'm not mistaken, the major sect you're referring to is the Nine Chrysanthemum Sect!"

"The method of prolonging life you're talking about is nothing other than turning yourself into a zombie?"

Lin Xuan stood up from the ground.

His face was no longer as pale as before, but rather quite rosy. His previous weak appearance was all an act, done to lure Ajiu out.

Now that the main character has arrived, he naturally no longer needs to pretend.

"you……"

Seeing that Lin Xuan seemed to be not very exhausted, Ajiu was startled and took two steps back.

The reason he dared to show himself was because Lin Xuan had exhausted too much spiritual energy and didn't even have the strength to stand, so he leaned against the wall.

Without spiritual energy, even a geomancer could only be physically stronger; he wouldn't be a match for him!

Ajiu wasn't without suspicion that Lin Xuan had been faking it, but a third-tier talisman definitely consumed a lot of spiritual energy.

Lin Xuan unleashed over 50 third-tier spirit talismans at once; it would be strange if the spiritual energy didn't run out!

"You still have spiritual energy?!"

Ajiu questioned.

His hoarse voice carried a hint of disbelief.