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Chapter 78 Zombie Transmigrator

Uncle Nine's gaze lingered on Ao Qing's face for a moment, then he shook his head slightly, "With your skills, fellow Daoist, a mere zombie probably wouldn't be a problem for you."

Ao Qing's expression remained unchanged. "Everyone has their own expertise. My understanding of zombies is limited to a few sentences in books. If we really need to take action, we still need to find an expert."

Uncle Nine smiled; he felt quite pleased to be praised like that.

"However, I just promised to help the Ren family in town move their graves."

Ao Qing nodded. "No rush, that zombie hasn't come out to harm anyone yet." Then he reached into his pocket and pulled out a gold ingot. "I've been without a place to stay for the past few days. Would it be convenient for me to stay here for a few nights? Of course, I'll pay the rent."

Qiu Sheng stood behind Uncle Jiu, head down, not daring to interrupt.

Master usually takes rules very seriously. He and Wencai can joke around normally, but they have to act well in front of guests.

But when he saw the gold ingot gleaming in the sunlight, his foot had already uncontrollably taken a step forward.

"Sure, sure, of course. I'll get your room ready right away." He turned around, grabbed Wencai by the back of his collar, and dragged his still-dazed junior brother out.

The two walked into the courtyard, and just as Wen Cai opened his mouth to say, "That's not your room," Qiu Sheng covered his mouth, saying, "It's not now."

Uncle Nine stood there, his expression not very good. "No need for money. You can stay here as long as you want."

"There's no reason not to pay rent when you're staying somewhere." Ao Qing placed the gold ingot on the stone table and pushed it forward two inches.

Uncle Nine looked at the gold ingot, neither reaching out to take it nor pushing it back.

He spent half his life as a Taoist priest and received countless gifts of gratitude, but they were all presented afterward as a sign of respect.

Only the Celestial Masters of the Zhengyi sect deserve undeserved rewards. As a Maoshan Taoist priest who exorcises evil spirits and guards graves for others, he cannot accept lavish gifts without a reason.

Ao Qing noticed Uncle Jiu's concerns and pushed the gold ingot forward another half an inch. "You don't need to think too much. If you feel it's too much, could I go with you when you move other people's graves?"

Uncle Nine looked at the gold ingot, remained silent for a moment, and finally agreed.

Just as he was about to say a few polite words, Qiu Sheng ran out from the backyard, his feet barely touching the ground, a smug smile on his face.

"Master, the room is cleaned up. I've changed the mattress, wiped the table twice, and opened the window to ensure ventilation!"

After Qiu Sheng finished speaking, he turned to Ao Qing and said, "This way please. Call me anytime if you need anything. I know the mortuary well, and I know everything about the town."

Wen Cai peeked out from behind Qiu Sheng, a straw still stuck in his hair, and muttered, "I was the one who wiped the table—"

Qiu Sheng calmly nudged him back with his elbow.

Uncle Nine saw this, took a deep breath, and swallowed back the reprimand that was about to come out.

There are guests present, so it's not appropriate to cause a scene.

"Please excuse my poor performance; these are my two useless apprentices."

"Very good, quite energetic." Ao Qing could naturally tell that the two disciples that Uncle Nine had taken in were not very promising talents.

"The relocation of the grave is scheduled for the day after tomorrow. If you want to come, just come with me."

After saying that, Uncle Nine grabbed Qiu Sheng's arm and dragged him back to his room, presumably to give him a good scolding.

Ao Qing chuckled, then opened the chat group and sent a message to Kara.

"I've already made contact with Lam Ching-ying. What's the progress on your end?"

Kara was above the clouds, her gaze sweeping across the rolling mountains below.

"We found a suspected target. There was a cave inside the mountain. This thing was hidden quite well. I searched underground for a long time, but it turned out to be inside the mountain."

"It's good that you found him. Just make sure he's a time traveler." Ao Qing thought for a moment, "

Be careful, don't scare him.

Kara did not reply.

She closed the interface and descended towards the mountain.

The entrance to the cave was completely hidden by several short pine trees, and a circle of gravel and withered vines was piled up outside, a very elaborate disguise.

But under Kara's X-ray vision, these disguises were as good as nothing.

She pushed aside the vines and went inside. The cave was dark, but it didn't affect her eyesight much.

Stalactites hang down from the cave ceiling, and water droplets flow down the stone pillars, dripping into a small pool at the bottom of the cave.

The pool wasn't large, but its spiritual energy was several times denser than that outside.

A figure was soaking in the pool, completely submerged in the water, with pale skin, long hair scattered on the surface, and eyes closed.

If an ordinary person came here and saw this scene, they would probably be terrified.

Kara walked to the edge of the pool, squatted down, and reached out to splash the water.

The pool water was icy cold, and spiritual energy seeped upwards from my fingertips.

This place is indeed excellent; so much spiritual energy can accelerate the cultivation process. No wonder he hid himself here.

"You've got a good eye for finding places." Her voice wasn't loud, but it bounced back and forth several times in the empty cave.

The person in the pool suddenly opened their eyes.

Its pupils were dark red, shining like two embers about to go out in the dark cave.

He sprang up from the pool, splashing water everywhere. The aura of death instantly filled the cave, and a chilling sense of oppression swept over us.

Kara remained crouched, only raising her hand to fan the air around her nose. "Turn it off, you smell a bit strong."

The zombie on the other side was clearly taken aback for a moment.

It wasn't because of what Kara said, but because of Kara's Superman suit: a blue bodysuit, a red cape, and an S-shaped logo on her chest.

Although her costume is different from the classic Superman suit on the screen, and Kara's face is not any of the Supergirls he knows, the fact that she can stand here so calmly means she must not be an ordinary person.

"Who are you?" His voice was hoarse and dry, like two stones rubbing against each other.

"It can talk, that makes things easier." Kara clapped her hands, and a beam of heat shot from her eyes. The crimson beam swept past the zombie's feet, melting a charred, shallow crater in the ground in front of him that was still smoking.

The gravel made a slight cracking sound under the high temperature, and the temperature inside the cave suddenly rose by several degrees.

"I'll ask, you answer." Kara lowered her hand.

The zombie nodded stiffly.

His pale face was expressionless, but he took a half step back, his heel landing on the edge of the crater created by the heat vision, before quickly moving back.

If zombies could sweat, he would be soaked through by now.

He had only one thought in his mind: what kind of lousy place is this?

He clearly transmigrated to a world during the Republic of China era, so how did a female superhero suddenly appear?

"When did you come into this world?"

"About two years ago." The zombie's voice was dry and hoarse, but he answered quickly.

Kara nodded; this must be a time traveler.

"Have you ever harmed anyone?"

"No, no, those who harm people are irrational zombies who only act on instinct. I am intelligent and do not need to kill to cultivate."