Descending upon the terrifying heavens as a superman

"call--"

As soon as Zhang Yue woke up in the early morning, the sunlight was just shining into the mortuary. He habitually walked out of his room and came to the small courtyard outside. He saw Uncle Nine and Master Simu squatting in a horse stance, practicing their boxing.

"drink!"

"drink!"

"what!"

Three voices, three shouts.

Among them, Qiu Sheng's vital energy is weaker, while Simu and Jiu Shu are stronger.

Seeing this, Zhang Yue couldn't help but sigh. These two Taoist priests, capable of fighting zombies, truly lived up to their reputations.

Just yesterday, Zhang Yue tried to subdue the zombies using talismans drawn with Mengjie sponges.

However, the result was less than satisfactory. Because of the energy of the Mengjie Sponge, which is an interference, the yellow talisman stuck on the zombies could only interfere with their perception, just like the interference with Zheng Chun in the Ghost Silk, and could not subdue them.

But that was enough. The zombies, disturbed by Meng Jie's talisman, were jumping around aimlessly and couldn't find anyone, which barely saved Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai.

Finally, late at night, when Uncle Nine and Master Four Eyes returned, Zhang Yue witnessed it firsthand. The zombie master, with his imposing physique.

The two of them charged straight in and took down more than a dozen zombies. They subdued the out-of-control zombies one by one with swift movements and clean, decisive punches.

This inevitably brought a scene to Zhang Yue's mind: the fake Taoist priest using a peach wood sword, yellow talismans, and a Bagua mirror, while the real Taoist priest used his fists...

This even made Zhang Yue want to become Uncle Nine's apprentice, since almost every man has fantasized about becoming a kung fu master.

But Zhang Yue knew that this was something he could only think about, because his uncles and the others had been learning martial arts since they were young, and now that he was an adult, his skeletal structure was already set.

Even if you learn from them, you can only learn the basics, a couple of rudimentary moves for self-defense. Reaching their level is practically impossible; you might not even be able to beat Qiu Sheng.

"Brother Zhang is awake. These glasses seem to be quite good; can you see clearly now?"

The one who asked Zhang Yue was Uncle Jiu. Yesterday, he and Master Simu went out to purchase materials for making eyeglasses and other magical implements.

Thanks to Master Simu's improvements, Zhang Yue now wears glasses and has finally gotten rid of the blindness caused by his extremely high myopia of 2,000 degrees.

Zhang Yue said gratefully, "Thank you, Uncle Jiu, thank you, Master Simu. I can see very clearly after wearing these glasses."

With these glasses, he could finally begin his cultivation, especially the Taoist classics from the True Immortal Temple within the double pupils, which he had long coveted but had no way to begin with.

Uncle Nine nodded. "That's good. During this time, stay at the mortuary and recite scriptures daily. Use willow leaves to wipe away dew and clean your eyes. I believe that in a few months, your damaged 'fetal light' will recover..."

The Blindness Prison left Zhang Yue almost blind. An eye condition that modern technology couldn't cure, was surprisingly resolved in Uncle Nine's world.

Industry specializing in surgery.

Zhang Yuezhen felt that she was quite lucky. If she hadn't ended up in the world of Uncle Nine, but in some First Commandment, like Sadako, she would probably have died without a doubt in her blind state.

A strange sense of restraint appeared on Uncle Jiu's face as he said to Zhang Yue, "Brother Zhang, Master Ren invited me for coffee today. Are you free to come with me?"

Hmm, is this the start of the mission's plot? As soon as Zhang Yue heard Uncle Nine invite him to go for coffee, he immediately understood—this meant the mission's plot was about to begin.

If nothing unexpected happened, Uncle Nine, worried about making a fool of himself by not having tried Western tea, would call Wen Cai over as well. However, Wen Cai, being rather sleazy, inadvertently offended Miss Ren. Then, Uncle Nine and his apprentice were thoroughly tricked by Miss Ren.

Zhang Yue laughed and said, "Uncle Jiu, if you don't mind, I'll come along and join in the fun."

Wen Cai, who had just woken up and stepped out the door, immediately called out, "Master, I've never had Western tea before, I want to try it too..."

"Hmph!" Uncle Nine glared at Wen Cai and scolded, "I haven't settled accounts with you two yet. You caused such a huge mess last night. Do you know how much trouble it would cause if a zombie got out, hurt the villagers, and drank their blood?"

The zombies of Master Four Eyes were all guests, but they were made into zombies for easy transportation. However, a zombie is a zombie. Once it loses control and instinctively sucks human blood, it will develop into unpredictable consequences.

"Master, I know I was wrong..."

Hearing Wencai bow his head and admit his mistake, Uncle Jiu softened. He then said firmly, "I'll let it go this time, but don't make a fool of yourself and embarrass me when we go for Western tea."

Wen Cai replied happily, "Understood, Master..."

The Taoist priest with four eyes, standing to the side, suddenly spoke up next to Zhang Yue for some reason, "Wen Cai is an orphan, and he's ugly. He was abandoned by the roadside, and it was my senior brother who took pity on him and adopted him."

"Although I lack talent in both martial arts and Taoist cultivation, I have a father-son relationship with my senior brother..."

Zhang Yue nodded, which explained why Uncle Nine would adopt a disciple with such poor talent. Even though Qiu Sheng's talent in cultivation was average, his skill in martial arts was not bad.

……

……

"Uncle Jiu, hehe, it's been a long time, how have you been?"

"You're too kind, Mr. Ren."

Not long after, Zhang Yue saw the most unlucky protagonist in this world, Master Ren.

Master Ren was dressed in a silk gown, was of a plump build, and was accompanied by two or three servants, with a fair-skinned and beautiful daughter following behind him.

He shouldn't have died.

After opening the coffin, Uncle Nine saw that the corpse was not decayed and knew that there was a high possibility of it becoming a zombie. He suggested that Old Master Ren be cremated.

However, Mr. Ren insisted on not cremating his ancestors, wanting to rebury them in a more auspicious location to bring blessings to his descendants, which led to the tragedy that followed.

"This is my daughter, Tingting. She just returned from studying abroad. Tingting, call him Uncle Jiu."

"Uncle Jiu—" Ren Tingting called out sweetly.

"Hmm." Uncle Jiu didn't show any emotion and nodded calmly, but Wen Cai, who hadn't seen much of the world and was in his prime, was completely stunned by Ren Tingting's voice.

He just stared at her blankly without moving, which made Ren Tingting feel goosebumps and disgust.

However, Ren Tingting also noticed a young man with an extraordinary air about him next to Uncle Jiu.

"Uncle Jiu, who is this...?"

"Oh, this is young Zhang Yue. He has an eye ailment and has come here for medical treatment. He's been staying at the mortuary for a while."

Uncle Nine smiled. "He also studied abroad, so I brought him along to drink Western tea..."

Zhang Yue smiled and politely greeted Mr. Ren and Miss Ren.

Mr. Ren said "Oh," and nodded. "Everyone, please don't stand here. Please come in."

Before long, the group went into the coffee shop and started drinking coffee...