I train Batman in a horror world

"father!!!"

"grandfather!!!"

Upon opening the coffin and seeing the body of Old Master Ren, Old Master Ren and his daughter Tingting immediately knelt down, kowtowed, and wailed.

"I've disturbed you, sir; I'm so sorry for my disrespect!"

"..."

Those around gasped when they saw that Old Master Ren's body in the coffin was still intact after twenty years.

But after seeing the black aura surrounding Old Master Ren, he exhaled the cold air.

Bruce knew perfectly well.

The current state of Old Master Ren is a sign of his impending transformation into a zombie!

Why is Uncle Nine stopping me?!

He couldn't help but glare at Uncle Nine and breathe on him.

Bruce tried to break free from Uncle Nine's grasp, but found that the other man's hand was like a pair of pliers, pinching him so tightly that it didn't hurt, but he couldn't move.

Seeing this, Bruce's face turned as black as Old Master Ren's!

After Master Ren finished crying, he immediately stood up and asked Uncle Jiu:

"Uncle Jiu, what should we do? Are the tombs here still usable?"

Judging from the way they look and the tone of their words...

Bruce believes this guy has no idea how serious the problem is!

He tried to say something, but then he felt another pull from Uncle Nine on his arm.

Bruce's face immediately puffed up with anger.

Uncle Nine explained to Master Ren, "Like a dragonfly skimming the water, it will only skim a little, then skim again. It certainly won't skim the same spot again. This tomb is useless now!"

Master Ren, looking just like Sherlock Holmes, exclaimed, "What should we do, Uncle Nine?"

"Cremate him on the spot!" Bruce couldn't take it anymore.

"What? Cremation?!"

Master Ren hurriedly exclaimed, "No! My late father was most afraid of fire. I absolutely cannot cremate him. How can we face his spirit in heaven if we do that?!"

At the same time, Mr. Ren also noticed that it was Bruce who had spoken, not Uncle Nine.

Before he could continue speaking, his nephew, Awei, said angrily:

"Kid, has no one in your family ever died? Don't you know anything about respecting the dead?!"

"What did you say? Say it again if you dare!" Upon hearing this, Qiu Sheng, as the senior apprentice, didn't back down and rolled up his sleeves, ready to fight!

"Qiusheng!"

The once relatively peaceful gravesite suddenly became a scene of chaos and disorder.

Finally, it was Uncle Nine who scolded them, and only then did they quiet down.

"Now you know why Uncle Nine stopped you, right?" Foul's voice echoed in Bruce's mind.

"..."

Bruce's response to Avery's words was somewhat silent and lacked enthusiasm.

After a period of quiet.

Uncle Nine was still holding Bruce's little hand as he explained to Master Ren:

"Mr. Ren, as you can see, Old Master Ren's body is incorruptible. Twenty years have passed, and it remains unchanged! If we don't deal with it quickly, it might cause the corpse to turn into a zombie, which could put you and your daughter in danger!"

When Master Ren heard what Uncle Jiu said, he hesitated for a moment.

When it comes to their own lives, people can put aside all rules.

Before he could even speak, Awei, who had been so nonchalant, said:

"What corpse transformation? I think you're deliberately trying to scam us and squeeze more money out of us!"

"Really? Then you can have Old Master Ren's body. Since you're so filial, you can sleep with your grandfather for one night."

"Well..."

Awei glanced at Old Master Ren's corpse and noticed that the black mist was still floating around. He immediately backed down.

Uncle Nine snorted coldly, "My little apprentice was just offering kind advice, but he was treated like this in return. In my opinion, since your nephew Awei is so sensible, we should let him make the arrangements from now on!"

Upon hearing this, Master Ren knew that Uncle Jiu was protecting his own, and he quickly stepped forward to apologize.

"This is my fault, Wei, aren't you going to apologize to them?!"

"What, Uncle..."

"Um!?"

"I'm so sorry..."

After Awei apologized, Master Ren wanted to step forward and pat Bruce's head, but Uncle Jiu subtly pulled him back.

"Was the child frightened?" Master Ren sighed. "Indeed, he's still so young..."

"Yes, he is indeed a bit timid."

Uncle Nine said this on the surface, but what he really thought was different.

In other words, Master Ren and the others didn't know what the child was trying to do.

Scared?

It's more likely that your old master Ren was frightened!

Uncle Nine stopped there.

He continued, "In that case, let's place Old Master Ren in our mortuary for now. Tomorrow, I will find another burial site so that he can rest in peace sooner."

"That's fine then, thank you for your trouble, Uncle Nine."

After saying that, Master Ren pulled Uncle Jiu aside to talk again.

Before leaving, Uncle Nine specifically instructed Wen Cai and Qiu Sheng to take care of the somewhat silent Bruce.

"Junior brother, don't pay any attention to that bastard's words. I promise you, he'll get what's coming to him!"

"Yes, junior brother, with your senior brother here, I'll definitely help you get revenge!"

Wencai and Qiusheng's words of comfort did not seem to have much effect.

Bruce simply shook his head after hearing this and said nothing.

The two men assumed Bruce had touched a sore spot and didn't want to talk.

So he silently stayed by Bruce's side, while a thought of punishing Awei arose in his mind.

But in Bruce's view...

It wasn't that he didn't want to talk; rather, he was communicating with Fowler.

"I do not understand!"

Bruce's tone was somewhat annoyed: "Why won't Uncle Nine be cremated? He's clearly turned into a zombie; anyone who's not blind can see that black aura! Why won't he be cremated?!"

"Didn't Uncle Nine explain what he meant by that?" Foul asked.

"It's explained."

"Did they agree?"

"No, not at all..."

Foul added, "After all, he's his own father. He'd feel terrible if you just burned it on the spot. Hey, Bat Baby Class is in session! Listen carefully!"

Bruce reluctantly perked up his ears.

"That's called human touch!" Foll said.

"What do you mean?" Bruce frowned.

Fowler poked his head out. "Human sentiment doesn't follow reason, efficiency, or optimal solutions. When your parents had their accident, you knew that Crime Alley wasn't safe at night, and you knew there were other ways to leave the theater. But you still took that route, and your parents agreed, simply because you wanted to get back as quickly as possible."

"..." Bruce tensed up immediately.

"And you didn't talk about the optimal solution before, so why are you talking about it now?" Foul said, shaking his head.

I remember having a particularly strong impression of a storyline about Batman from my past life.

Batman is bound by Wonder Woman's Lasso of Truth, and Wonder Woman asks Batman who he really is.

The name that came out of his mouth wasn't Bruce Wayne, but Batman.

The most common argument from fans is that Bruce Wayne died long ago on that rainy night, and only Batman survived.

Fowler both agreed and disagreed with this statement.

He just felt that Bruce was still too young.

Let him have more of a Bruce Way vibe and less of a Batman vibe. That would be great.

After turning his head, Fowler subconsciously glanced at the corpse in the coffin. The entire bat immediately shrank back, tucking into Bruce's collar and leaving only a section of its ear exposed.

"Don't even think about it. When you grow up and become Batman, you can cremate whoever you want, no one will stop you!" Holmes said sullenly.

"......screw you."

"Wow, that sounds pretty blues-ish!"

"..."

......

The following is Bruce's complete diary:

Cremation is the most direct way to deal with zombies, but many people here are unwilling to do so.

So, the existence of Taoism is because...human nature exists?