It all started with one person becoming a shaman, but the Stand user...

puff.

This blow seemed to have pierced through something.

"You bastard—!! I'm going to eat you!!!"

The head that had rolled into the corner of the wall suddenly opened its eyes and let out a venomous roar!

The body, which had just been pierced, struggled violently, swaying as it tried to get up, its rotting hands grabbing wildly in the air.

He wanted to catch the enemy who was preparing to kill him completely.

Qinghe Miao remained calm and stepped forward, delivering another blow with his stick, repeating the same method, and smashed it hard onto the lone skull!

boom! ! !

"Ow—!"

The zombies let out a terrible howl, a shrill and piercing sound that echoed through the narrow alley.

Her body, which had just managed to get up, slumped back to her knees, then collapsed to the ground with a thud, and fell silent.

At the same time, the system notification sound finally rang in my consciousness:

[Slayed a Lv12 zombie, gained a small amount of experience... Staff skills proficiency increased, current proficiency level: Staff Skills (Expert)]

Qinghe Miao put away his stick and slowly exhaled a breath of foul air.

After a long while, the woman finally dared to speak again, albeit hesitantly:

"Is...is he...dead?"

Qinghe Miao nodded affirmatively.

He stared thoughtfully at the lifeless corpse on the ground.

That's really impressive.

Ordinary people who haven't trained will only have a life level of around Lv7 or Lv8.

This zombie was probably just an ordinary person in life.

But after dying, if you "come back to life", your level will easily break through level 10.

Moreover, it also possessed sharp nails, teeth, and corpse poison.

Even though the body is decaying and its defenses are reduced, ordinary physical attacks are no longer fatal.

The first time, he only used his physical strength enhanced by internal energy and his staff techniques.

The zombie had been hit twice, its neck was broken, and its head had flown off, yet it still managed to play dead and launch a sneak attack.

Until the second time, he attacked with a narrow and forceful manner, and his attack was met with fierce resistance.

This form of cultivation... is quite interesting.

Qinghe Miao squatted down and poked at the corpse with a stick, examining it closely.

The corpse had begun to decompose rapidly, emitting a pungent stench.

The head that had rolled off still had its eyes open, the cloudy pupils reflecting an eerie light in the moonlight.

He had seen this scene many times during the Five Dynasties and Ten Kingdoms period, recalling the feeling of killing the enemy just now.

The sound seemed to cancel out something.

"Um... what are you doing?"

Behind him came a woman's timid voice, trembling with the unique trembling of someone who had survived a calamity.

Upon hearing the question, Qing Hemiao stood up and glanced back at her.

The woman leaned against the wall. In the dim light, her makeup was ruined, her eyeshadow and foundation were smeared together, and her clothes were covered with mud and dark bloodstains. She looked utterly disheveled.

I can't even imagine how charming she looked when the zombie hit on her in the original storyline.

"It's nothing."

Qinghe Miao withdrew her gaze and continued what she was doing:

"Put this guy in a normal pose so that someone can spot him."

As he spoke, he used a stick to lift the zombie's body up and moved it to the base of the wall, letting it "sit" against the wall.

It straightened up again, picked up the fallen head, and gently placed it back beside it, arranging it neatly.

The woman watched this scene with a chill running down her spine, but after escaping danger, she couldn't help but feel curious:

"Why...why do this?"

"This is to give the officers a heads-up."

Qinghe Miao claps his hands:

“Something dangerous has appeared in the city. We need to leave something behind to get the higher-ups to take it seriously. Otherwise, who knows how many more people will suffer.”

These ordinary zombies are not difficult for humans to deal with with modern weapons.

But the prerequisite is having an expert to guide you.

In the original storyline, it was this woman's corpse that brought the story to the forefront.

He has to fill in the missing piece.

The woman nodded as if she understood, then shook her head.

I tried to stand up and take a few steps, but my legs were still too weak, and I almost fell down after taking just one step.

She steadied herself by leaning against the wall, turned her head, and looked at Qing Hemiao with teary eyes, her voice pleading:

"Handsome young man... could you give me a ride? I... I'm scared..."

"Your two sounds were really professional; they put me on guard."

Qinghe Miao glanced at her, thought for a moment, nodded, and chuckled as she retorted:

"If I didn't know better, I would have thought I'd run into a female ghost who tricked me into being a hero and planned to ambush me. Come on, I'll take you home."

We've already done everything we could to save them, so what's a little more time?

The woman was granted a pardon.

She instinctively rushed over, wanting to hug his arm as she usually did with men.

Unexpectedly, Qinghe Miao glanced down at her hands, which were still stained with blood, frowned slightly, and then dodged to the side.

Where should I touch?

Do you have any common sense?

Clothes with bloody handprints are not suitable for dry cleaning; it would be bad if the police were called.

It's really hard for me to wash it myself, okay?

He wasn't covered in any dirt from the fight.

The woman was also a seasoned veteran; she quickly read the room and realized what was happening. She awkwardly withdrew her hand, unsure of what to do with it.

Qinghe Miao didn't say anything more. With a wave of his hand, the staff that reached his eyebrows was returned to the system equipment slot and disappeared into thin air.

He gestured for her to go first, saying he would follow.

The woman was stunned when she saw this amazing scene up close. She seemed to want to say something, but she quickly forgot about it.

They hurried along, eager to leave this terrifying place.

The two walked out of the dark alley, one after the other.

After passing through one alley after another, the woman finally arrived at a place where the streetlights were still working. She breathed a sigh of relief and slowed her pace slightly.

After walking a few steps, she couldn't help but turn back and ask in a low voice:

"Um... is it really okay to just leave the body there?"

Chapter 110 Shall we have tea?

"It's OK."

Qinghe Miao instructed in a relaxed tone:

"As long as you don't tell anyone, you can pretend you never experienced it and live your life normally."

Remember to be careful when walking alone at night in the future. And if someone comes looking for you, don't panic, just tell the truth.

This statement is actually nonsense.

How to pay attention?

Her job involves going home alone at night; she has to make a living.

In this world, not to mention demons and monsters, even ordinary villains are likely to target such people.

In the original storyline, starting with killing her wasn't without reason.

Even without her, other people doing similar work would be targeted.

This problem cannot be solved unless you change jobs.

But in this day and age, how can you change jobs so easily?

Life simply didn't give her any more choices.

To survive, to have food to eat, she had to grit her teeth and keep going.

For some people, domestic unemployment is far more terrifying than demons and monsters.

Qinghe Miao felt somewhat helpless.

The environment is this environment.

He can save people, but he can't save the world. This girl's future is up to fate.

Women don't have the energy to think that far ahead.

After walking a long way out of that alley, she felt completely safe and her emotions gradually calmed down.

To relieve his tension, he became more talkative.

"That's right."

With curiosity in her eyes, she turned her head and asked in a low voice:

"What was that thing just now?"

"Zombie".

Qinghe Miao had no intention of hiding it.

"A zombie?!"

The woman gasped.

"Weren't those just made up in the movie?"

"There may be some discrepancies."

Qinghe Miao wasn't quite clear about the situation here either:

"However, things passed down from ancient times naturally have their own explanations."

"And what about your thick, big stick?"

The woman gestured:

"It was just here a moment ago, how did it disappear all of a sudden? Are you one of those superheroes from the movies?"

Qinghe Miao paused, then stared intently at her.

What kind of inappropriate and offensive language is this?

"The stick is just a small trick, a smokescreen."

He continued walking forward: