Volume 1 Uncle Nine's World Chapter 11 Zombies Out of the Cage
While he was speaking, Zhang Tong had finally settled all the zombies outside. However, looking at the two, big and small, now, they looked quite embarrassed.
"Junior Brother Zhang, what on earth is going on? Why are there so many corpses?"
Zhang Tong's face became even more bitter after hearing this. Jia Le took the initiative to stand up and let Zhang Tong sit opposite Simu. He also poured a cup of tea for this uncle. Zhang Tong had noticed Jia Le a long time ago. After all, Jia Le had helped a lot just now.
After sitting down, Zhang Tong did not answer Simu's question first, but pointed at Jiale and asked, "Brother Simu, is this your new disciple? He is quite extraordinary. He helped a lot just now. Although he is not very old, he has already broken through the Jing Refining Realm!"
Speaking of Jiale, Simu couldn't help showing a bit of pride, "Yes, he is my new disciple. Isn't it because I want him to go out and see the world?" Simu said to Jiale, "Jiale, why don't you come quickly and meet your uncle Zhang."
Jiale didn't dare to neglect it, "Jiale greets Uncle Master."
Zhang Tong nodded quickly after hearing this, "Okay, Senior Brother Simu has admitted a talented person to my Maoshan, who is not like the one I admitted. Alas, this time, it can't be entirely blamed on him."
Zhang Tong looked at his disciple with an expression of disappointment. Simu and Jiale looked at the child with a face full of self-blame and were also confused. It was only after Zhang Tong explained slowly that they understood a little.
It turned out that Zhang Tong had been invited to perform a ritual, but he found that the corpse had already turned into a zombie. Zhang Tong was also an old hand, so he immediately advised the family to burn the corpse to avoid future troubles. However, people in this era valued burying the body in peace. Cremation? Wouldn't that make the soul uneasy? This was a very unfilial act, and it was absolutely not allowed.
Zhang Tong saw that the client refused to agree, and there was nothing he could do. After all, he had already received the money, and it would be unreasonable and unjustifiable not to do the job for him.
So we decided to take the body back to the charity cemetery first, and then bring it back when it was time for burial. If the body suddenly became stiff during this time, we could deal with it in time.
A corpse that has already begun to rigidify should not absorb moonlight, otherwise it will accelerate the rate of rigidification.
So after Zhang Tong brought the body back, he placed it in the most secure room in the charity cemetery and took protective measures. However, who would have thought that his disciple had opened a hole in the window while shooting birds in the daytime. No one paid attention to it during the day, but at night, the moonlight shot in through the window and was absorbed by the body in the coffin.
For three days in a row, the corpse became completely rigid and the smell of corpses filled the entire charity cemetery, which finally woke up the master and his disciple.
Not daring to be careless, the master and his disciple rushed to the morgue to check. At this time, the coffins were shaking, and seeing the zombies were about to come out, Zhang Tong dared not be careless and hurried to suppress them. However, he finally suppressed the zombies in the coffins with great difficulty. The dozens of corpses in the charity cemetery were infected by the corpse qi and turned into zombies, becoming completely restless.
And then the scene just happened.
Jiale looked at his junior fellow apprentice who was much older than him. He really deserved to be scolded. Fortunately, he discovered it early. If he had discovered it later, they would have been in big trouble.
At this moment, Jiale suddenly thought of Uncle Jiu. In fact, many zombie disasters could be avoided, but it was this idea of being buried in the ground that caused many disasters to happen. Zhang Tong's disciple was comparable to Uncle Jiu's two funny disciples.
"I see. Then I wonder how Junior Brother is going to deal with the corpse. Now that the corpse has completely turned into a zombie, it cannot be buried. If the zombie comes out, it will hurt others and ourselves."
Zhang Tong also had a headache after hearing this. "What else can I do? I can only discuss it with the customer again. I can only burn it."
Simu nodded, and seeing that Zhang Tong understood the importance of the matter, he said no more.
"Junior brother, we are here to drive corpses. We will stay here tonight, rest during the day, and leave at night. How much cargo do we have this time?"
Zhang Tong obviously knew what Simu was here for this time. "There are 24 bodies in total. Brother, how many do you want to take away? I'll figure out the rest. I can't understand the world these days. There are more and more deaths. I don't know when it will end."
After hearing what Zhang Tong said, there was a moment of silence. There were some things that they, the cultivators, could take care of, but there were some things they were powerless to deal with. After all, they were just a group of cultivators who had mastered some extraordinary powers, not immortals or gods, and did not have such great power.
"Then I'll take them all. I'm not here alone this time. With Jiale's help, it doesn't matter if there are more."
Zhang Tong looked at Jia Le in surprise when he heard this. Driving corpses sounds simple, but only cultivators like them know how difficult it is, especially when driving corpses over long distances, which can easily cause problems. He didn't expect that Jia Le had already mastered the art of driving corpses.
"Brother, there is someone to take over your career."
Simu smiled but didn't respond.
They were about to set off in the evening , so Simu and Jiale didn't waste any time. Simu was fine, as after reaching the Qi Refining Stage, he could directly use cultivation instead of rest, but Jiale still needed to sleep.
After sleeping for the whole afternoon, Jiale was awakened by a noise at night.
When I arrived in the yard, I saw a zombie rushing towards me.
"Jia Le, be careful!"
Hearing Simu's shout, Jiale finally started to wake up. He reached into his arms with one hand and threw two corpse-suppressing talismans directly at the zombies that were rushing towards him.
After the fight, Jiale didn't care about the outcome and quickly rolled backwards to avoid it.
When the sudden change happened just now, Jiale took a look and saw that the guy was green, not an ordinary white zombie at all. Jiale knew his own weight, so he didn't dare to show off. After thinking for a while, he knew that it was Zhang Tong's client who had been released.
Roar!
The zombie was hit by two corpse-suppressing talismans and was frozen for a moment. At this time, Simu and Zhang Tong had caught up with him. With two peach wood swords on his body, the zombie suddenly felt pain and roared.
The smell of corpses was so strong that Jiale's eyelids jumped.
He did not dare to delay and rolled out of the yard. He realized at this time that the zombie originally wanted to escape from the charity cemetery from him, but happened to meet him coming out and was blocked by him for a moment. Now it was entangled again. The zombie also held a grudge, so it was better for him to hide behind Simu for safety.
There was no need to sit and watch. Seeing Simu and Zhang Tong still fighting fiercely with the zombies, and Zhang Tong's disciples had been frightened and were standing there at a loss. Jiale shook his head and ran towards the ancestral hall.
Sure enough, in the ancestral hall, in addition to the statue of Maoshan's founder, there are also other instruments for exorcising demons and monsters.
Jiale directly took down the Bagua mirror in the middle and took the demon-suppressing bag from the wall. Although these were not considered magical instruments, they were hung in the ancestral hall and blessed by the power of the ancestors. They were equivalent to enchanted instruments, but they were disposable. After use , they had to be recharged. This was why the Taoist priests put the magical instruments back into the ancestral hall after use.
He quickly came to the yard and saw that Simu and Zhang Tong had already put the zombies at a disadvantage. Jiale stepped on the meteor, took a few steps forward, and threw out the Demon-Suppressing Pouch.
"Master, uncle-master, the demon-suppressing hood!"
Simu and Zhang Tong were also delighted upon seeing this. Although the green zombie's body was not made of iron and steel, its strength was incomparable to that of ordinary people. It would be impossible to kill it in a short time. In a hurry, Zhang Tong did not have time to get the magic suppressing device. He did not expect Jia Le to be so smart and actually took out the magic suppressing bag.
Simu and Zhang Tong took over the demon-suppressing hood, and covered the zombie in it with one step. After a few exchanges of figures, they completely captured it.
Crackling!
The Demon-Suppressing Bag has the power of the ancestors, and now it can suppress the zombies and immediately attack them.
Seeing this, Jiale turned the Bagua mirror in his arms over and said, "Master, let me do it!"
