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Chapters 75, 79/80: Maoshan Corpse-Suppressing Talisman [Bonus Content]

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A chilling cracking sound rang out as Xiao Hao finally snapped Uncle Dong's right arm, twisting it at an eerie angle.

If it were a human, losing an arm would basically guarantee a loss.

However, zombies do not feel pain.

Uncle Dong didn't care about his broken arm at all. His intact left hand suddenly grabbed Xiao Hao's neck and tightened like an iron clamp, lifting Xiao Hao off the ground with one hand!

A feeling of suffocation surged over him instantly. Xiao Hao's legs kicked helplessly in mid-air, his face turned purplish-red, and his vision began to blur.

He instinctively tried to forcefully pull between Uncle Dong's legs, but to no avail.

Zombies are not afraid of having legs that prevent them from having offspring.

In a daze, Xiao Hao seemed to see his wife's disappointed eyes again, and his son's departing figure—

"No—I can't—die such a pathetic death—" Xiao Hao roared inwardly. He used both hands to pry Uncle Dong's fingers apart, his nails digging into the zombie's stiff flesh, blood flowing freely, but he couldn't budge him an inch.

A line from when he was filming years ago came to mind—

I control my own life!

Suddenly, he saw Xiaobai looking terrified, and Xiaobai was holding a gun—

"shot!"

Meanwhile, in the room downstairs.

"Bang!" A-Jiu kicked over the altar in front of him, his face ashen, his eyes filled with horror and anger.

The compass in front of him was spinning wildly, the needle almost flying out.

The urns containing the ashes of the twin evil spirits, which he had originally covered with talismans and copper coins, were now emitting an extremely cold black aura, and even faintly emanating mournful roars.

"That stupid woman! She's good for nothing but causing trouble!" Ah Jiu cursed through gritted teeth.

He originally planned to use Aunt Mei's obsession with reviving Uncle Dong to raise a corpse, and then borrow the twins' sinister yin energy to create an unparalleled ferocious corpse to prolong his own life.

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But now, Aunt Mei has taken off the Five Emperor Coins mask, Uncle Dong has woken up early, and not only has he drunk the blood of living people, but he has also triggered a fierce and strange riot by the twins!

"We must find it immediately!" Ajiu grabbed the ink line stained with black dog blood, stuffed several high-level purple corpse-suppressing talismans into his pocket, picked up the century-old peach wood sword, and rushed out of the room without regard for anything else.

On another floor.

"Smack."

The light bulb in Zhang Yue's hand suddenly exploded due to an overload of current.

He slowly opened his eyes, and deep within his dark pupils, faint blue arcs of electricity flashed.

The spider lilies he placed in the lead box were now radiating an alluring glow.

"Such heavy Yin energy—and corpse energy too." Zhang Yue stood up, twisted his neck, and his bones cracked like popping beans.

He could clearly feel that the newly acquired Thunder Magic Qi within his body was becoming restless due to the evil aura outside.

Thunder magic is the most powerful and restraining force in the world.

"I was planning to play it safe and develop for a few more days, but it seems the storyline of this building isn't going to give me that time."

"But this is good too. We can finish the mission sooner and then stay a few more days instead of rushing back."

"The sky is clear and the earth is serene, the sun and moon shine brightly. Your disciple burns incense and respectfully invites the gods."

The Three Pure Ones are above, the Patriarch has descended. The Three Mao True Lords are hereby commanded to accompany him.

Heavenly soldiers and generals protect me. Evil spirits and heretics dare not approach.

I now invoke the gods, swiftly descend upon the altar! Divine soldiers, act with utmost urgency, as commanded!

Uncle You scratched his head, scratched the itch with the peach wood sword, looked at the booklet Zhang Yue had given him, and then at the ink line, glutinous rice, talisman paper, and the clear water Bagua mirror placed on the altar, looking puzzled.

"The procedure for invoking the gods is correct, so why isn't it working? Is it because my magic power is insufficient? Or is my heart not sincere enough?"

After Uncle You recognized Zhang Yue as a relative, he shamelessly asked Zhang Yue for a lot of Maoshan magic, although Zhang Yue had given it to him intentionally.

Among them was the Maoshan Divine Invocation Technique, which Zhang Yue touted as a miraculous skill, capable of defeating monsters of higher levels and even lifting cannons weighing over a thousand pounds.

Invoking deities is a folk custom that has existed since ancient times, and Uncle You has also heard of it.

However, the Maoshan sect's methods of summoning gods are naturally incomparable to those of the common people; they summon real gods.

For example, Zhong Kui, Guan Yu, and the Three Mao True Lords.

So after hearing Zhang Yue talk about the power of this summoning technique, Uncle You became very eager to try it out and experience what it's like to be a flesh cultivator.

Today was his first attempt at invoking the gods. He wanted to invoke the Three Mao True Lords of the Maoshan Sect, but unfortunately, his first attempt failed. He didn't know if it was because his heart wasn't sincere enough, or if his magical power was too weak.

"It's okay, failure is the mother of success. I'll try a few more times, and I refuse to believe I can't succeed."

Cluck, cluck—

A slight noise made Uncle You think that there were mice gnawing on things in the house. He looked around but couldn't find any.

Finally, she casually looked up and was suddenly stunned.

The source of the strange noise was none other than his ancestral Five Elements Compass, which had always hung on the wall.

"The compass—the compass is moving."

"The compass moved, it moved."

"Junior brother, the compass is moving, the compass is moving—" Uncle You hurriedly grabbed his tools and ran out.

For Uncle You, who had never caught a zombie in his entire life, the first thing he wanted to do now that a fellow disciple from Maoshan was around was to consult with Zhang Yue.

Subduing demons and protecting the people is the mission of the Maoshan Sect. If Zhang Yue hadn't been there, Uncle You would probably be feeling cold all over, smoking a cigarette but unable to find a solution.

Boom!

"Junior brother, junior brother, there are zombies appearing, and they're really strong zombies!"

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The door was knocked open, and Uncle You rushed in, looking nervous and sweating profusely. He pointed to his compass, which was as big as a washbasin, and said, "The Five Elements Compass left by our ancestor has moved."

"I know—" Zhang Yue nodded. He had just finished cultivating the Wind and Thunder Prison and woke up to find that the purple talisman he wore around his neck was charred.

The zombie has finally respawned; we can eliminate it soon and complete the mission.

"This purple talisman—?" Uncle You also noticed it.

"Hmm, this means something might have happened to Xiaobai. This is a double amulet I made for him. If something happens to him, this one will also burn."

"Let's go—" Uncle You picked up his peach wood sword, ink line drawn on it, and said with some rapid breathing, "There are too many people in this public housing building. We can't let it harm the people."

"Wait for me—" Zhang Yue turned around, took out two pistols and a bronze sword from his bag, then took out a yellow talisman, and handed half of it to Uncle You.

"This is a Maoshan Corpse-Suppressing Talisman. Unless it's a mutated zombie, one talisman is enough to deal with it."

Uncle You doesn't know how to perform rituals; he always bites his middle finger and uses his blood to draw the talismans.

Genuine Maoshan corpse-suppressing talismans are consecrated through rituals performed in an altar, allowing them to be preserved for longer periods, remaining effective for years or even decades.

[P.S., the author isn't keeping this to themselves; they're sharing it with everyone. Remember to save it; you might need it sometime in the future.]

"Wait, junior brother, why are you holding a gun? That thing is useless against zombies—"

Zhang Yue raised his gun. "I engraved Maoshan talismans on the bullets and blessed them—"

Uncle You nearly dropped his glasses in astonishment. "Engraved on a bullet—that's allowed?"

"Keeping pace with the times—gone."

"Oh, here it comes—"

The two went directly to Aunt Mei's house.

Along the way, Uncle You said with frustration, "I smelled several customers smelling bad at the restaurant downstairs. When I asked them, they said their clothes had been taken to Aunt Mei for mending."

"Since I haven't seen Uncle Dong for several days, I told Uncle Yan about it and asked him to go and check on things—"

"It seems now that Uncle Yan has most likely encountered some trouble—"

"Oh, right, there's one more thing. The twin sisters you sealed away... they've disappeared—"

"Damn it, could it be Ah Jiu who did this?"

Uncle You knew that Ajiu was also a cultivator and liked to keep little ghosts.

But because it is the end of the Dharma era, everyone is poor and miserable. In addition, it is not like before. Murder and assault are illegal. Although Uncle You knows that Ajiu raises ghost children, he can do nothing about it.

As long as the other party doesn't harm anyone, that's his bottom line.

The two of them first arrived at Aunt Mei's house and found her lying on the ground, already dead.

"It really is Uncle Dong's place—"

"Aunt Mei, Aunt Mei—" Uncle You shook her, checked her breathing with his finger, and looked puzzled. "Aunt Mei was shot first, and then the zombies drained her blood and she died."

"Strange, where did this gun come from?" Uncle You looked at the gun at Zhang Yue's waist with suspicion.

"Don't overthink it. The most important thing right now is to find that zombie."

Zhang Yue stood up, took out a compass, and with his left hand forming a hand seal, used the Sixteen-Character Dragon-Seeking Technique to search for the zombie's tracks: "To find the dragon and divide the gold, look at the winding mountain; head this way—"

Uncle You exclaimed in surprise, "Junior brother, you can even use this to find zombies—"

"Could you teach me sometime?"

"Don't you have a compass in your hand?"

"This basin is so big, it's nowhere near as convenient as yours—"

"OK----"

The two walked along, searching for zombies.

Zhang Yue was extremely relaxed about Uncle Dong, this newly born zombie. He was a zombie from the end times, not even as good as Old Master Ren. What was so difficult about dealing with him?

Grandpa Ren was buried under the Dragonfly Touching Water Cave, absorbing the earth's energy for 20 years. Uncle Dong has only been buried for seven days. Even if he used crow blood and virgin blood, so what? Is he stronger than Grandpa Ren?

One yellow talisman was all it took —

Unless—something unexpected happens.

When they followed the compass to the underground parking garage, they found Xiao Hao lying on the ground, barely alive, holding a gun in his hand.

A steel rod was pierced through his stomach.

Beside Xiaohao was Xiaobai, who looked completely at a loss.

"I'm relieved to see you here—" Xiao Hao weakly raised his head and said to Uncle You and Zhang Yue, "That zombie—he's been chasing Xiao Bai."

"It wants to suck Little White's blood—"

"I took him with me, fighting and retreating, and hid here."

"Don't talk, just take this pill first." Zhang Yue squatted down and gave Xiao Hao a Daoqing Pill. Without using insect-borne fungi or the Daoist methods of the True Immortal Temple, pills are also a way to prolong life.

"Where's that zombie?" Uncle You asked nervously, holding his peach wood sword and looking around.

Xiao Hao said weakly, "It—was subdued by that Ah Jiu's people and taken away—"

Uncle You was stunned for a moment. "He took him away?"

"Ah—" This time it was Zhang Yue's turn to be dumbfounded.

What should have been an easy task has been lost?

Has the plot gone off track again?

Chapter 80—

All of these plot twists were caused by Zhang Yue himself.

He couldn't bear to see five- or six-year-old Xiaobai used as a sacrifice by that old woman, Aunt Mei, and fed to Uncle Dong in the toilet, so he patched it up in advance.

Not only did they get Xiaobai an enhanced amulet, they also gave him a consecrated Maoshan physical exorcism artifact.

Then, using his Life and Death Eyes, he hypnotized Xiaobai and implanted a small piece of his own spiritual power into his mind, which contained his own personality.

In the critical moment, after the amulet burned, this spiritual power briefly appeared. Acting according to Zhang Yue's personality, it directly shot and wounded the zombie and Aunt Mei before running away.

Unable to draw the blood of a pure Yin virgin, Uncle Dong, injured, instinctively used Aunt Mei's blood to fill his stomach before chasing after Xiao Bai.

Then he ran into Xiao Hao.

Xiao Hao is a formidable man. He's a martial arts actor who has practiced martial arts for many years. Although he's currently quite颓废 (颓废 is a difficult word to translate directly, but it implies a state of being listless, dispirited, and lacking motivation), according to the original storyline, he almost killed Ah Jiu and Uncle You in a fight against two opponents.

It would be no problem for them to deal with several strong, adult men.

Then he got into a fight with Uncle Dong, the zombie.

Without absorbing the blood of a virgin with a pure Yin constitution, Uncle Dong didn't become much stronger. But zombies have one advantage over humans: they are not afraid of pain, injury, fractures, or bleeding.

Human bodies experience pain, injury, and bleeding, making them no match for zombies in terms of stamina. After fighting for a while, Xiao Hao realized this and, with Xiao Bai, ran and retreated until they reached the underground parking garage.

Finally, due to exhaustion, he was careless and a steel bar pierced his abdomen.

Then a figure jumped out and subdued the zombie; it was that evil cultivator, Ajiu.

Xiao Hao punched, kicked, and smashed the zombie with wooden sticks and steel bars, but Ah Jiu subdued it with a talisman, and then he took the zombie away.

Because Uncle Dong failed to absorb the pure Yin virgin's blood and was injured by Zhang Yue's Maoshan physical exorcism artifact, Ajiu, who should have been killed by the zombie, not only luckily escaped but also, by a twist of fate, subdued the zombie.

"Damn, it really is him, that bastard!"

Uncle You said angrily, "He might have stolen the twins too—Junior brother, keep an eye on him, I'll call an ambulance for you."

"I'm going to settle the score with that bastard Ah Jiu."

Zhang Yue stopped Uncle You and shook his head. "Uncle You, there's no need to go. If I'm not mistaken, he should have run away by now."

"Think about it, with something this serious happening, putting aside the zombies, just look at how many people have died. The residents and neighbors in the public housing building will definitely call the police. Why would he be foolish enough to stay here any longer?"

Uncle Yan is dead, Uncle Dong is dead too, though they've turned into zombies, and there's also Aunt Mei.

With three lives lost, the neighbors would definitely call the police. Even if Ah Jiu wasn't afraid of Uncle You causing him trouble, he would still be afraid of being exposed to the police.

So what's giving Zhang Yue a huge headache right now is finding the zombie and eliminating him.

"Little White—that's great! He just shot the zombie and saved me." Xiao Hao smiled as he stroked Little White's white hair. His own son was about the same age as him when he died.

"Uncle, don't die." Xiao Bai bit his lip and stayed by Xiao Hao's side. Children are simple-minded, and he could feel that this uncle genuinely liked him.

It wasn't pity, but a kind of love he had never experienced before.

Because, subconsciously, Xiao Hao projected his love for his deceased son onto Xiao Bai.

Xiao Hao smiled and wiped away Xiao Bai's tears. "I won't die, Xiao Bai, you have to be strong."

Uncle You said, "Stop talking so much. Don't pull out this steel bar. The ambulance is coming soon. Let's talk at the hospital."

Before long, the ambulance arrived at the public housing building, and the police followed.

The fight between the zombie and Xiao Hao was so loud that some neighbors naturally noticed and called the police.

Not to mention the gunshots from Xiaobai in the middle; in a public rental building, gunshots would only be amplified.

Upon hearing that someone had reported a shooting, the police did not dare to delay and arrived at the scene shortly afterward.

Xiao Hao was placed on a stretcher and taken to the ambulance; it's unknown whether he can be saved.

Xiao Bai wanted to follow, but Yang Feng, who was close behind, held him tightly and wouldn't let him leave. Although Yang Feng was mentally unstable, her love for the child was genuine. She sensed danger and didn't want Xiao Bai to leave her side.

Zhang Yue thought for a moment and said to Uncle You, "Senior brother, I'll go to the hospital with you. You stay here and see if there are any clues. If the zombies come, you can protect Xiao Bai. Call Xiao Hao if anything happens."

Another thing is that Zhang Yue needs to go to the hospital for an IV drip and a medical check-up.

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Uncle You nodded and said, "Okay, then be careful."

One by one, the police began taking statements from many residents of the public rental building.

However, because this place is a public rental building, the buildings are old and there are few surveillance cameras. In addition, after hearing the gunshots, the people dared not go out to check. Therefore, very few people were able to provide the police with effective clues.

The few civilians who were secretly observing were convinced that the murderer they saw was a zombie.

"Officer, it really is a zombie! It looks terrifying, that face, those teeth, and those fingernails—"

The police officer taking the statement chuckled, "Have you been watching too many movies? What era are we living in? Zombies?!"

The old man angrily said, "What I said is true. If you don't believe me, go ask that young man, that entertainer named Xiao Hao. He's the one who fought the zombies."

An old woman nearby chimed in, "That's right, I saw it too. The zombie was hopping around chasing Xiaobai, and then Xiaohao, so fierce, rushed up and started fighting him—"

The young policeman with glasses waved his hand. "Alright, alright, I know. Now, I'm asking you, do you know who fired the shot? Did you see anyone with a gun?"

"no."

"Never seen it before————"

The old man and the old woman exchanged a glance, then shook their heads, indicating that they had never seen it before.

They actually saw it all: Xiao Bai, who was being chased by zombies, was holding a gun, and then Ah Hao took the gun from Xiao Bai's hand, but they all subconsciously tried to hide the truth for them.

Not long after, the bespectacled policeman, having finished taking his statement, went to report to his superior.

"Sir—they've all finished taking statements, and they're all pretty much the same. They all say it was a zombie attack. I wonder if these old guys watch too many zombie movies—"

The public rental housing is mostly inhabited by elderly people.

"It's not necessarily because she's watched too many zombie movies—" The officer's expression was grave as he looked into Aunt Mei's room, where the forensic doctor was examining the body.

The forensic doctor had just examined the body when he told him something strange: Aunt Mei's body looked as if all the blood had been drained, and the large gash on her carotid artery made it look like she had been sucked dry by a zombie.

At the same time, another policeman came running up, panting, to report.

"Sir, a body was found in another person's house. It was the caretaker here, a 72-year-old..."

An old man in his 70s, called Uncle Yan.

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