"Sleep? You sneaked out in the middle of the night to look for Zombies, and you think your master can sleep soundly?!"
However, Uncle Nine glared at Ling Xiao.
Although he knew Ling Xiao's temperament very well, the fact that he was cultivating in the Sect of Corpse Refinement still made Uncle Nine worry that Ling Xiao might stray from the right path.
After all, in his heart, Ling Xiao was no different from his own child.
"Master, do you remember Lotus Village? Last time, they wouldn't let us exorcise the evil spirits, so I could only place a scouting talisman on a grave that looked like it had turned into a corpse.
You truly are a prophet—turns out that grave did become a Zombie, and it was even a White Zombie! If I hadn't arrived in time, Lotus Village would have been doomed."
Ling Xiao explained as he flattered Uncle Nine.
"What? A White Zombie? You didn't get hurt, did you?!"
Hearing this, Uncle Nine was taken aback and asked instinctively.
"Of course I'm fine. Just a mere White Zombie! Oh, right, Master, here's the payment for the job."
Ling Xiao felt warmth in his heart, then smiled and pulled out a small pouch of Silver Dollar from his chest, handing it to Uncle Nine.
Hearing that Ling Xiao was unharmed, Uncle Nine finally let out a slight sigh of relief.
"Good, as long as you're okay. But don't mess around like this again. Evil beings like Zombies are not to be provoked lightly before you complete your training. Next time something like this happens, remember to bring me with you!"
Uncle Nine sighed helplessly at Ling Xiao's gesture, then warned him seriously.
"Alright, alright, I promise I will next time!"
Ling Xiao quickly nodded and stuffed the pouch of money into Uncle Nine's hand.
"Okay then, get some rest. Tomorrow we're having afternoon tea with Master Ren. I think it's about a grave relocation."
Only then did Uncle Nine remember what was planned for the next day.
"Master Ren's family is relocating graves!?"
However, upon hearing Uncle Nine's words, Ling Xiao's eyes lit up slightly.
He had waited so many years—finally, the plotline involving Mr. Zombie was about to begin.
"Alright, I understand. By the way, where are Wen Cai and Qiu Sheng?"
Ling Xiao nodded slightly, then suddenly remembered his two senior disciples who were older than him but completely unreliable.
"Hmph, those two rascals went out to brothels instead of sleeping and I punished them by making them guard corpses in the morgue out back!"
At the mention of his other two disciples, Uncle Nine's expression immediately soured.
Compared to Ling Xiao, those two were like night and day—one going out in the dead of night to eliminate evil, the other going out for wine and women.
"I see. Then I'll go back to bed now!"
Ling Xiao sighed in disbelief and returned to his room after bidding Uncle Nine goodnight.
Knock knock knock!!
Just then, the front gate of the courtyard suddenly echoed with knocking sounds.
"Hm? Who could it be at this hour?"
Uncle Nine frowned and walked over.
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At the same time, in the backyard morgue.
Snoooore!!
Thunderous snoring echoed from inside the morgue, where a bowl-cut young man was sprawled across a bed next to several coffins, sound asleep.
Step step, step step!!
Just then, Qiu Sheng, dressed up like a Zombie, hopped cheerfully over to the bed.
"Stupid brat, your snoring is so loud I can't sleep! Let me scare you to death!"
Qiu Sheng smirked smugly, then suddenly swung his right hand.
SMACK!!!!!
In an instant, his palm slapped Wen Cai hard across the face.
"Ouch! Who hit me!!"
The sharp pain made Wen Cai yelp and sit up straight in bed.
Still groggy, he saw a Zombie standing right in front of him.
His dazed expression instantly turned into horror, cold sweat pouring down as his face turned pale.
ROAR!!!!!!
At that moment, a cold, ghastly roar erupted from Qiu Sheng's mouth.
"Ahhh, Zombie!!"
Wen Cai screamed and instinctively threw a heavy punch straight at Qiu Sheng.
BANG!!!!!!
Caught completely off guard, Qiu Sheng took the punch squarely in the eye.
"Oww!!"
Crying out in pain, Qiu Sheng clutched his eye tightly.
"Master, help! A Zombie has come back to life!!"
Panicked, Wen Cai didn't realize anything was off. He jumped out of bed and bolted out of the morgue, screaming.
"You dare hit me? Let's see if I don't scare you to death!!"
Seeing Wen Cai run, Qiu Sheng immediately hopped after him.
"Master! Senior Brother! Help! There are Zombies!!"
Terrified, Wen Cai ran frantically into the front courtyard and flung open the door, ready to flee.
However, the moment he entered the courtyard, he froze—seven or eight Zombies were standing stiffly right in the middle of the yard.
"GAHHHHHH!!!!"
Seeing this, Wen Cai's eyes rolled back, and he collapsed flat on the ground.
"Potter's Field dares to act so arrogantly!? You're courting death!"
Just then, a low shout burst forth from Ling Xiao's room, and his figure shot out like a bullet.
With one glance, he saw eight Black Zombies standing in the courtyard.
Without hesitation, he swiftly formed hand seals with his right hand.
"Heaven's Command, Heaven's Will, standing among the dukes,
Assisting the Northern Emperor above, overseeing the Nine Provinces below,
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With my gaze, I bind you to the Underworld—by the order of the law, act now!"
With a powerful shout, he slammed his palm hard toward the empty air.
In that instant, a red beam shot from his hand and blasted toward the Zombies.
BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM!!!!!!
Amid a chorus of explosions, all eight Black Zombies were instantly blown apart, turning into a shower of black blood.
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