Joining Tiandao Company: Starting by mending a zombie world

Yu Chuda followed Master Simu forward, muttering to himself nonchalantly:

"Go ahead and draw, I don't care."

"No..." Chu Sheng said with a wry smile, "Senior brother, I'm not following the path of a virgin, you have to think about me."

Yu Chuda curled his lip and said proudly, "Junior brother, you should learn from me and Master."

"If you don't get close to women, you'll find the world to be a friendlier place."

Chu Sheng glanced at Yu Chuda—that's because you haven't met E Yao yet; you'll eat more delicious food than anyone else when that happens.

As they spoke, the group had already arrived at the grave.

Lin Fengjiao was holding a compass, pacing back and forth around the imposing cement tomb, her brows furrowed.

Behind him, Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai carried incense, candles, and paper money;

Mr. Ren and a man who looked like a military officer stood to one side.

Chu Sheng activated his Insightful Eyes and Qi-Observation Technique to look, and his heart sank—

Above the burial mound, a dark, bluish-black aura swirled faintly.

Lin Fengjiao looked up at the sound and saw that it was Master Simu with two junior disciples. She glanced at them as a greeting.

Then, with a solemn expression, he pointed to the entrance of the grave and said:

"This sacred site has been sealed off with cement, turning it from a sacred site into a trap."

"It would be inauspicious to lift the coffin at this time."

Master Ren, however, said indifferently:

"Master Lin, the date was set a long time ago, and the guests have all been notified..."

"I can't get up!"

Left with no other option, Lin Fengjiao gave the order: "Lift the coffin!"

At his command, several laborers wielded shovels and hoes and began digging through the cement roof.

Soon, as the breach widened, a cold, foul stench emanated from the tomb.

More than half an hour later, the entire cement roof was lifted, revealing a coffin painted red, standing upright in the pit.

The Taoist priest with four eyes murmured, "It really is a ritual burial..."

Before he could finish speaking, Lin Fengjiao had already directed the laborers to use ropes to secure the coffin and slowly pull it out of the tomb.

Chu Sheng didn't reply, his gaze fixed on the coffin that was being lifted.

The coffin was made of fine nanmu wood, and although it had been buried for thirty years, it showed little signs of decay.

The surface of the coffin was covered with a layer of extremely thin, dark green vines, whose roots penetrated deep into the cracks of the coffin and spread outwards as the coffin moved.

The small eyes behind Master Simu's glasses gleamed with excitement:

"Hey, this client is something else!"

Yu Chuda, listening nearby, couldn't help but shudder.

"Uncle-Master, the way you're talking is so creepy..."

Master Four Eyes rolled his eyes at him:

"What are you afraid of? Even if the sky falls, your Ninth Uncle will hold it up."

Yu Chuda swallowed hard and secretly gave Master Simu a thumbs up.

While they were talking, Lin Fengjiao gave the order to "open the coffin".

The laborers used crowbars to pry open the coffin lid.

Instantly, a rich and unique fragrance filled the air—

A corpse dressed in Qing Dynasty official robes lay in the coffin.

Surprisingly, the body was buried in the coffin, and the flesh showed no signs of decay; instead, it had a bluish-gray hue.

Moreover, the exposed skin of the corpse was covered with a layer of fine, snake-scale-like scales.

Lin Fengjiao stepped forward, peered into the coffin, and gasped in shock:

"evil Dead?!"

No sooner had he finished speaking than a strange thing happened!

The body of Old Master Ren in the coffin suddenly opened a pair of yellow eyes.

The next moment, a roar that didn't sound like a human voice came from his mouth—

"It's...it's come back to life!"

"The old man is alive!"

The crowd erupted in chaos, screaming and scattering in all directions.

Ren Fa was so frightened that he fell to the ground with a thud, his crotch getting soaked.

Lin Fengjiao reacted extremely quickly, shouting sharply:

"Qiusheng, Wencai, bind them with ropes!"

"Yes...yes!"

Although Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai were terrified, they still gritted their teeth and pulled out a hemp rope soaked in black dog blood and glutinous rice water from their bundle, and threw it at Old Master Ren.

However, this old master was extremely agile and with incredible flexibility avoided the rope, leaping out of the coffin!

"How is that possible..."

Yu Chuda looked up at the blazing sun and said in surprise:

"How can zombies not be afraid of the sun?!"

Master Four Eyes' voice trembled with excitement:

"Yellow eyes...yellow eyes with stiff hairs!"

"Wow, we've struck gold this time!"

Although he had never seen a yellow-eyed hairy zombie, ancient books recorded that hairy zombies had copper skin and iron bones and were not afraid of ordinary fire and sunlight.

As they were talking, Old Master Ren lunged at the nearest laborer, bit his neck, and sucked all his blood in front of everyone.

After pushing the laborer aside, Old Master Ren licked his lips and did something that baffled everyone—

He... actually spoke!

"Ren Fa...you idiot!"

"Why did you hire...someone to deal with your father?"

Ren Fa was taken aback and looked at Old Master Ren in surprise: "Father?"

"Father? Aren't you dead?"

Old Master Ren roared expressionlessly:

"Fool, I died, but I came back to life."

"From this day forward, our Ren family will dominate the entire Qing Dynasty, and no one will be able to rival us!"

He became more and more excited as he spoke, and couldn't help but let out a strange "ga ga ga" laugh.

Ren Fa explained, both amused and exasperated, "Father, the Qing Dynasty is over, now it's the Republic of China."

Grandpa Ren was clearly taken aback, as if the question was too profound.

Immediately, he let out an extremely grief-stricken roar:

"No...impossible! How could the mighty Manchu Eight Banners have perished?"

Lin Fengjiao suppressed the shock in her heart—it had been so many years since she had seen a yellow-eyed hairy zombie!

He immediately roared and said:

"You Manchu Tartars, colluding with the Japanese and betraying China, should have perished long ago."

As he spoke, he took out a Bagua mirror from his pocket and shone it on Old Master Ren:

"You dead man, you should have gone to hell long ago!"

The Bagua mirror reflected the sunlight, turning it into a golden beam that struck Old Master Ren's chest.

With a "rip," a large hole was burned through the official robe on Old Master Ren's chest, revealing the bluish-gray skin underneath.

However, the snake scales were only slightly charred and did not cause fatal injuries.

On its chest was a thumb-sized black scale with twisted, deep purple markings.

Chu Sheng felt that the thing was very familiar, and just as he was about to recall it, the company's voice rang in his mind:

"Black scales belonging to a Celestial Dragon have been discovered. Employee number 168888, please retrieve them."

"Again, Celestial Dragon scales?" Chu Sheng was startled.

Enraged, Old Master Ren abandoned the laborer's corpse and turned to pounce on Lin Fengjiao with ghostly speed!

"Master, be careful!" Qiu Sheng shouted.

Despite the danger, Lin Fengjiao remained calm, took a step with her feet, made a hand seal with her left hand, and thrust out the peach wood sword with her right hand, striking Old Master Ren squarely in the heart.

"clang!"

The peach wood sword struck the snake scales and produced a metallic clang, but it could only penetrate half an inch before it could go no further!

Old Master Ren sneered, cursed "useless trash," and raised his hand to grab at Lin Fengjiao's crown!

Just then, Master Four Eyes also made his move—his eyes no longer held any trace of lewdness or greed.

He formed hand seals and chanted incantations rapidly:

"Five ghosts, five ghosts, rushing about busily, stealing things from those who are easily deceived, moving things without warning. I am ordered to drive them away from the wilderness; if anyone dares to disobey, may their bones be turned to dust and scattered to the winds. By imperial decree!"

Immediately, the soul-summoning bell hanging from his waist rang out without wind, forming five twisted black wisps.

Like a living creature, it wrapped itself around Old Master Ren's legs and held him firmly!