Under One Person: I Can Change Jobs Infinitely

Chapter 82 Corpse Qi and Plague

After Zheng Zibu finished drawing the calming talisman, he handed it to Huang Yu.

"Brother Huang, time is of the essence, so I can only demonstrate this much for now. After we slay the evil cultivators, I will explain more about the techniques of talismans to you in greater depth!"

"No problem. Actually, I was already satisfied after seeing you finish drawing the calming talisman."

Huang Yu accepted the calming talisman with great satisfaction. At least the [Talisman Master] job advancement had been triggered, and he only needed to complete it when he had time later.

The three chatted for a while, discussing their doubts about cultivation, and all felt they had gained a lot.

Huang Yu is well-versed in various skills and has achieved success in many areas.

Zheng Zibu comes from the Shangqing School of Taoism, which has existed for thousands of years. He has a unique understanding of life, talismans, alchemy, and rituals.

Zuo Ruotong is a highly accomplished master of his time, having progressed extremely deeply in the path of cultivation.

The three discussed their views, sharing their understandings. They reached a consensus on some points and insisted on their own opinions on others, without compromising in the slightest because of each other's status.

Zuo Ruotong sighed inwardly, how many years had it been—how many years since she had discussed philosophy with others like this.

It seems like it's been ten or twenty years.

After the disastrous defeat in the First Sino-Japanese War, the major sects secretly joined forces to eliminate the former dynasty's supernatural organization, the Sticky Rod Bureau.

That was a bloody war that lasted for more than a decade.

The previous dynasty devoted all its national resources to recruiting and training a large number of extraordinary individuals, including many highly skilled masters.

On the other side, numerous forces, including Sanyi, Longhu, Wudang, Shaolin, Lingyin, Huode, and Momen, mobilized their forces to fight to the death against the Sticky Rod Office and its affiliated forces.

Ultimately, the Sticky Rod Office was completely destroyed, leaving only a small lineage of shaman priests who went into seclusion in the Changbai Mountains and Heilongjiang River region. However, most of the major sects were also wiped out, and the lineage even experienced a break.

For example, in the case of the Three Kingdoms, only Zuo Ruotong and Si Chong remained in the end, and the situation was similar for the other sects.

Zuo Ruotong looked somewhat melancholy. Since his master and many fellow disciples died in battle, he had become a lone wolf on the path of rebirth.

Many of his disciples regarded him as an immortal and considered him the truth. No matter what he said, his disciples would only praise his wisdom and would not question him.

That's why he values ​​disciples like Huang Yu and Li Muxuan so much, as they are not easily swayed by authority.

Because they can find their way; they are not followers, but companions.

In an instant, Zuo Ruotong suppressed her thoughts, preventing them from showing, and continued arguing with Huang Yu and the other person, feeling that her mindset had become a bit younger.

The three discussed for a while longer before standing up and deciding to continue their journey.

Suddenly, several gunshots rang out from afar, followed by shouts.

The three exchanged a glance, their brows furrowing slightly.

Something's up!

Bandits, military clashes, or something else entirely?

Zheng Zibu asked, "Should we avoid it? Judging from the direction, it's on the road we've been on."

"No, we have to go and take a look."

Huang Yu shook his head, a glint of light appearing in his eyes, and a mysterious magic array slowly rotated in his pupils.

[Qimen Diviner] Talent - [Heavenly Evolution]!

"I've done some analysis, and the situation there might be related to what we're going to do."

Zuo Ruotong made a decision: "Okay, let's go check it out, but we need to be careful to stay hidden."

"Zibu, take good care of the protective magic item that Ayu gave you. Bullets have no eyes, so it's better to be safe than sorry."

Zheng Zibu put the protective ring on his hand to show that he understood.

The three concealed their presence and stealthily made their way to a temporary camp.

A dozen or so people huddled together, looking tense, holding various weapons such as rifles, wooden sticks, and broadswords. They were clearly not an army, but more like a group of refugees.

What's even more interesting is that this group of people were wary of each other, seemingly afraid of being attacked by the other, yet they stayed together.

On the ground lay five corpses, three of which had wounds on their necks, as if they had been bitten to death by something.

The other two were entirely red, with fangs in their mouths, and various wounds such as gunshot wounds and knife wounds on their bodies.

Zombies!

No, it doesn't look like a normal zombie; it looks more like a mutated zombie!

Not only that, but these living people also had very heavy corpses on their bodies!

Huang Yu and the other two exchanged a glance, their eyes filled with seriousness.

A dozen or so people argued amongst themselves, and finally two young men reluctantly stepped forward, dragging a corpse toward the fire.

"Wait! Fellow villagers, please wait a moment!"

Huang Yu and the other two came out.

The dozen or so people nervously turned around and saw that it was three Taoist priests with extraordinary bearing, which made them relax a little.

Zuo Ruotong cupped his hands and said, "I am Zuo Ruotong of the Sanyi Sect. May I ask what happened to the corpse on the ground?"

Upon hearing the name of the Trinity Sect, everyone became excited.

"It's a Taoist priest from the Sanyi Sect!"

"Zuo Ruotong? Isn't that the immortal from the Sanyi Sect?"

"Great! We're saved!"

One of the old men recognized Zuo Ruotong and knelt down before him, pleading, "Please, Master Zuo, save us!"

Seeing this, the others also knelt down.

"Get up first and tell me what happened."

The elderly man leading the group sighed and said, "We are villagers from Yunze Village. Five days ago, a black wind suddenly swept through the village."

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"We didn't take it seriously at first, but that night, more than half of the villagers fell ill with a strange disease. They became delirious, their bodies turned red, and their limbs became stiff."

"The next day, those who were sick went berserk, biting and killing people everywhere, just like they had turned into the legendary zombies!"

"We had no choice but to let some healthy people escape."

"But gradually, some of us who were healthy also started to fall ill—look, those two children on the ground are examples of those who have fallen ill."

At this point, the old man burst into tears: "Master Zuo, are we cursed by heaven? Why did they turn us into monsters?!"

Zuo Ruotong said in a deep voice, "It's not that heaven is cursing you, but that someone is trying to harm you!"

"Don't worry, I will do my best to heal you, and I will also do everything in my power to eliminate the person who harmed you!"

A murderous intent rose from Zuo Ruotong's body; it wasn't particularly strong, but it was incredibly pure.

Huang Yu narrowed his eyes, recalling something Liu had reported to him more than two years ago.

The strange plague that once broke out in various parts of Fujian Province caused infected people to gradually lose their minds, become stiff all over a long period of time, and eventually turn into monsters similar to zombies.

These symptoms are somewhat similar to those of the villagers in Yunze, except that the onset of the disease is not as rapid.

Moreover, weren't the plagues in various parts of Fujian cured by the people of Tengshan at that time?

Zheng Zibu reminded him, "Black Wind? Could this be related to the thousand-year-old zombie in Liu Chenghua's possession?"

Huang Yu nodded: "That should be it, otherwise my divination skills wouldn't have guided us here."

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"Moreover, there's a lot more to it than just turning so many villagers into zombies in such a short time."

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"But if there is the corpse energy of a thousand-year-old zombie as an aid, then it is possible."

"Heh, a combination of corpses and plague? The person behind this has quite the ambition."

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