188: Lao Feng: A cross in the pocket, Buddhist beads around the neck, a whisk in the left hand and a peach wood sword in the right hand!

During dinner, Lin Feng recounted the story.

The man who borrowed a life was an old man in his sixties.

He was dying, but he didn't want to die... After all, if Western medicine couldn't save him, he'd find Chinese medicine; if Chinese medicine couldn't save him, he'd find Taoist medicine; if Taoist medicine couldn't save him, he'd find shamanic medicine; if shamanic medicine couldn't save him, then he'd tour the mountains.

It was on Sheshan that he encountered a zombie from a hundred years ago.

He promised to bring blood offerings to the zombie, and in return, he learned a few things from it.

Upon returning, he immediately knelt and kowtowed to his two sons.

But in just seven days... both sons were gone.

Then, he also experienced rejuvenation, tasted the sweetness of it, and set his sights on his grandson.

That's how today's events unfolded!

“Damn it!”

Zhang Xiao snorted, “Two more pairs of orphans and widows!”

“Even a vicious tiger doesn't eat its cubs, how could he be so cruel?”

Ye Chen shook his head.

“Eat, eat, eat! After we finish eating, we're going to fight zombies!”

Zhou Yang waved his hand.

There are too many injustices in the world, more than one can handle.

What we can manage is only what we see.

For what we don't see, we can only apologize.

We cannot be saints.

Everyone started eating.

Feng Jingming didn't call Qi Meng, after all, Qi Meng was already asleep.

Feng Jingming sent Qi Meng a text message.

Since they were at Zhou Yang's family's hotel, Feng Jingming was quite at ease.

He rushed out of the hotel and made a call.

A group of people came over and delivered a pile of things to him.

Zhou Yang and the others: “...”

What are you doing?

Feng Jingming drew a cross on his chest, clasped his hands together, and exclaimed, “Infinite Heavenly Venerate!”

Zhang Xiao spat out a mouthful of water, “Infinite Heavenly Venerate would be angered to death by you! Your beliefs are quite mixed!”

“Aren't we going to fight zombies? I want to watch!”

Feng Jingming smiled, “Brothers, look...”

“I have a cross in my pocket and prayer beads around my neck.”

“I hold a whisk in my left hand and a peach wood sword in my right!”

“Wearing a red inner garment, draped in a Taoist robe!”

“A pouch of black dog blood at my waist, and a Bible hidden in my bag!”

Feng Jingming's expression was solemn, “I fear no demons or monsters!”

Everyone was speechless.

With so many things you're carrying... aren't you afraid the ancestors of these families will start fighting first!

The Western ones don't count, they wouldn't last a single move against the ancestors.

Would the Buddhist and Taoist ancestors be so angry they'd slap you to death?

“I heard that black donkey hooves are a magic weapon to restrain zombies!”

Zhou Yang said, “Why didn't you get a black donkey hoof?”

Feng Jingming was stunned, “Oh right, don't grave robbers always use that stuff? I'll have someone buy one right away!”

“Forget about it!”

Zhang Xiao waved his hand, “There are professionals here, why would we need black donkey hooves.”

“If you're going, just follow Ye Chen obediently. Ye Chen, make sure to protect Old Feng!”

Zhang Xiao instructed.

Ye Chen nodded, “Don't worry, if he dies, I'll twist off Brother Mo's head, and he'll be alive again!”

Mo Li's face twitched.

Don't learn from that scoundrel Zhou Yang!

Everyone exchanged glances and nodded slightly.

Hmm, this guy can be used as a revive coin in the future.

If they ever encounter someone they can't defeat... they can just let Brother Mo die repeatedly.

Until they find the weakness and turn the tide.

Mo Li brand revive coin, you deserve to own it!

After dinner, everyone walked towards Sheshan.

Upon reaching Sheshan, Lin Feng led the way to a cave.

Behind the cave was a stone wall.

Lin Feng directly kicked it.

With a loud bang, the stone wall was shattered.

“That man accidentally triggered a mechanism to open the stone wall and go in, but we don't need to!”

Behind the stone cave was a staircase, and everyone descended the stairs!

They then arrived at the underground palace of a tomb.

The distance from the ground to the ceiling was a full twenty meters high.

Dozens of huge stone pillars supported it.

Not far away, some armor and weapons were scattered, and most importantly, there was a five-foot-high platform.

A huge coffin was placed there.

There were also some corpses dressed in Qing Dynasty clothing, arranged in a square formation.

“This is the zombie's lair!”

Lin Feng said.

Everyone looked ahead curiously.

“This is a formation; someone sealed the zombie here!”

Zhang Xiao glanced around and said.

Chu Lingtian's eyes held some confusion; he stared blankly at the coffin.

Inside, something seemed to be attracting him.

His body was boiling, excited.

What was inside?

“I never thought someone would dare to enter this King's territory, and even dare to boast?”

A voice came from the coffin, “Seize them, this King wants to drink blood!”

Some of the surrounding corpses suddenly sprang up, all leaping and rushing towards Zhou Yang and the others.

“Fighting without a word?”

Zhou Yang grabbed Mo Li and charged straight ahead.

Mo Li: I need to try to get used to this!

I am a shield, I am a weapon!

Mo Li muttered to himself, beginning to brainwash himself.

“Bang!”

A zombie's body was directly smashed by Zhou Yang, “According to custom...”

“We should announce our names!”

Bang!

Another zombie was smashed.

“After announcing our names, we should exchange a few words!”

Bang!

Another zombie.

“And then we start fighting!”

Zhou Yang shouted, grabbing Mo Li and sending the zombies flying.

“I see you can speak, so you must be a Corpse King of some standing!”

“But you, damn it, don't play by the rules!”

Zhou Yang howled, sweeping through the zombies with Mo Li.

Lin Feng and the others: “...”

Are you acting in a TV show?

“Don't play by the rules?”

A confused voice came from the coffin.

“Could it be that times have changed drastically, and this is how things are done now?”

The voice from the coffin sounded somewhat puzzled.

“My Lord, times have changed!”

Zhou Yang shouted.

“So that's how it is, this King was being rash!”

A voice came from the coffin.

Lin Feng and the others' faces twitched.

One dared to speak, and the other dared to believe!

Awesome!

This Zombie King is a bit brain-damaged.

With a crash, the coffin lid flew open.

The surrounding zombies also retreated.

A tall zombie rose from the coffin.

He wore a suit of armor, a heart-protecting mirror on his chest, and iron combat boots on his feet.

He held a twelve-foot-long red-tasseled iron spear, and his face was lifelike.

Everyone: Is this a zombie?

He looks like a great general!

“This King is Tu Qian!”

The Corpse King appeared, standing proudly, giving a one-handed salute, “A subordinate general under the Daoguang Emperor!”

“May I ask, Corpse King, you are a subordinate general, why do you call yourself ‘this King’?”

Zhou Yang put down Mo Li, cupped his hands, and asked.

Lin Feng and the others: “...”

Are you two acting?

“This King has already become a Corpse King, so naturally, I call myself ‘this King’!”

The Corpse King spoke proudly, “Who stands below, state your name!”

“This humble one is Zhou Yang, rich, handsome, powerful, and influential!”

Zhou Yang spoke proudly, “My master is... who is my master? Hmm, my master is the adopted son of the Old Heavenly Master of Longhu Mountain, Yang Dianfeng!”

The Corpse King was stunned, “A Taoist from Longhu Mountain?”

“But the way you just dealt with the zombies doesn't seem like a Taoist's method!”

The Corpse King spoke calmly, “This King, Tu Qian, is a disciple of Mao Jiehou!”

Everyone: We don't know him!

“My junior brother, Zhang Xiao!”

Zhou Yang pointed at Zhang Xiao and said.

“My senior brother, Tang Zhiqin!”

The Corpse King spoke calmly, “He has been dead for many years; even if I told you, you wouldn't know him!”

Lin Feng and the others: Even if he weren't dead, we wouldn't know him.

“I've long admired your name!”

Zhou Yang cupped his hands.

The Corpse King clasped his fists, “The same to you!”

Lin Feng and the others covered their faces.

Zhou Lan stared blankly at Zhou Yang, then nudged Shen Xueling next to her.

“Has my brother always been like this?”

“Is he missing a screw in his head?”