Chapter 81

Zouzhi is fine, I'm not particularly afraid of them. I have two ghost generals and a black dog. How could I be afraid of ordinary zouzhi?

But this zouzhi was different. It was a woman, emaciated, with disheveled hair.

I widened my yin-yang eyes and found that apart from the lack of a soul, she looked incredibly familiar.

A terrifying thought suddenly struck me!

Zhouxuan!

Uncle, my mother and I have come to find you.

A sharp child's voice pierced my heart in the darkness. He called me uncle? Could he be the ghost infant who killed Zhang Yidan at birth?!

My face twitched involuntarily. Upon closer inspection, the speaker was a purple child, tugging at Zhouxuan's body.

Zhouxuan was covered in blood, some dried, some still dripping black blood. Her eyes were dark holes, emitting a faint red light.

The child was no longer the ghost infant from before, looking at least three or four years old, with a bloated belly, dark eyes, and indistinguishable from human or ghost.

I didn't know why the ghost infant could grow into a ghost child in such a short time, but encountering him in the cemetery, he might have grown by eating corpses.

The stench of Zhouxuan's decaying corpse was overwhelming, and the smell of black blood and corpse fat could be detected from a distance. It seemed the ghost child often smeared the corpse's blood and flesh on Zhouxuan and himself, making them both dirty and shiny in the darkness.

I felt nauseous. Thanks!

Uncle, I killed my father, and now I'm here to kill you. The ghost child grinned, holding a bone spike from a thigh, with bits of flesh still attached. His voice was shrill, and his smile was sinister.

Xijun! Song Wanyi! I was stunned, my body cold, and I prepared Xijun and Song Wanyi for battle.

My wife kept tugging at my clothes, and I was suddenly terrified. It's impossible, he's just a purple child!

Uncle, you can't kill me. My master said I'm now a blood corpse, and I'm no longer called a ghost child. I'm called Zhang Tiansi. The child's eyes turned red, and his mouth revealed a row of sharp teeth: My master said my mother is my coffin, and her whole body is precious. I usually sleep in her belly, but after some time, once I eat my mother, I'll grow up.

You're not growing up! You're defying the heavens! I cursed in my heart. This is too malicious.

Song Wanyi, destroy that resentful corpse with the black dog. Xijun, get rid of that ghost child. Seeing the black hole in Zhouxuan's belly, my face turned green. I couldn't let this child and Zhouxuan's corpse remain in this world.

Song Wanyi hesitated, the black dog bared its teeth, ready to attack, and Xijun clung to my neck, her fish-scale teeth exposed.

Ghosts are very sensitive to hierarchy. Now, Song Wanyi and Xijun's hesitation clearly showed that the ghost child was very powerful.

The black dog is stronger, but those two ghost generals can't beat me. The ghost child giggled, and I felt my whole body shiver in the darkness. This is a child who eats people! How did he become so powerful? He has a name and a master?

Zhang Tiansi, do you think you're the Zhang Heavenly Master?

Ding ling, ding ling.

The surroundings were eerily quiet, but the sound of the soul bell made my skin crawl. I turned and ran for my life!

While running, I took out my phone: Uncle Yao! Come and save me! There's a blood corpse! It can talk! The blood corpse has a master! Hurry! I'm at the cemetery on the three-way road, the one leading to the county! If you're late, you won't see me again!

Ah! Isn't it just a resentful corpse? How did it become a blood corpse? What color is it? If it's a blood corpse, even I might not be able to handle it. Yao Long was stunned on the other end of the phone.

There are two! One is a resentful corpse! The other is the color of pig's blood in soy sauce! It should be a blood corpse! I screamed, seeing the black dog pounce on the ghost child, but the ghost child was very fast, and the bone spike pierced the black dog!

The black dog howled in pain, and I saw the bone spike glowing with a curse!

Is the black dog not as powerful as a little ghost? !

Xijun and Wanyi, come back! I was terrified and ran for my life. Xijun and Song Wanyi also fled, and I planned to summon the black dog back later.

Hearing the black dog's cries, Yao Long was also startled: Ah? Is it really a blood corpse? Run quickly! Your ghost generals can't handle it; it's not afraid of being hit! Let the black dog take the hit, and run as far as you can.

I couldn't stay a moment longer, running while hearing the black dog's cries. Dealing with a blood corpse, my current strength is not enough!

I don't know how long I ran, but I finally reached the three-way road and continued running along the road to the county. On the way, I saw a black figure hunched over, scattering something.

I was almost scared out of my wits!

Xia Xiaobrother? The black figure suddenly asked from a distance.

I instantly relaxed, sitting on the ground. It was Uncle Yao.

I don't know what Uncle Yao was scattering, but his face was pale.

Uncle Yao! I almost got into trouble this time! Oh, the blood corpse is too powerful, even the black dog couldn't handle it! I said, taking out the black dog's soul box, biting my middle finger to draw a soul-summoning spell. Now it hasn't entered the soul jar, and summoning it requires some essence blood.

The black dog returned, whimpering and lying on the ground, covered in countless blood grooves, severely injured. If I summoned it too slowly, it would be finished. Each wound was causing it unbearable pain.

I quickly squeezed several drops of essence blood onto the soul box. The black dog, held by Song Wanyi, gradually recovered as it licked its wounds.

I just showed off a bit to the city god, and almost got myself killed. That's a blood corpse, not a zouzhi or a resentful corpse!

Ghosts have ghost ranks, and corpses have corpse ranks. Yin souls, fierce ghosts, ghost generals, and zouzhi, resentful corpses, and blood corpses each have a huge gap. A slight mistake can cost you your life, Xia Xiaobrother, run quickly. Uncle Yao said.

Uncle Yao, are you going to deal with the blood corpse? I was full of admiration, thinking a master is different, planning to let me go first.

No, I'm planning to go another way. My teahouse is on the other side of the fork. I've already scattered some things on this road, and any zouzhi won't recognize it. Take this, it might save your life. The next time the blood corpse won't find you so easily, but it's not guaranteed. Uncle Yao gave me a sachet, with "safe journey" written on it.

I was stunned when I got it.

Why did you give me a sachet? At least give me a golden or silver Buddha for protection! This looks like a small child praying to a Buddha.

Don't forget, you're a high monk!

Well, your fate, hehe, Brother Hai told me, and I didn't believe it at first. Now, I feel like following you is risking my life! Not encountering life and death a few times a day feels unnatural. Uncle Yao said he would protect you for three days, but now he feels like his tongue is catching the wind, about to fly off. Yao Long shook his head. In just over a day, he had been injured and rescued people, living like a roller coaster. He now admired my luck!

Uncle Yao! Are you giving up on me? My face fell. Yao Long was my strongest support, and a group of demons and ghosts were surrounding me. I couldn't do without this demon Buddha!

No, it's just that protecting you is too dangerous, and I need to go back home to get some tools. Don't worry, I'll drive there and be back by tomorrow at the latest. You have to hold on until tomorrow. Yao Long patted my shoulder, speaking earnestly.

Ah? Back by tomorrow? I relaxed. If he's back by tomorrow, it's not too long.

Yes, tomorrow, but it might feel long for you. Be careful. Your senior brother said you'll be fine. Yao Long comforted me a few more times and then ran off.

What do you mean "long"? Uncle Yao! Did my senior brother predict something? I watched his back disappear and looked back, my face turning green.

In the darkness, the wind was chilly, and the tree shadows swayed, making it terrifying. Anything could happen at any moment.

I felt a wind under my feet and ran.

After about ten minutes, I finally reached the county and quickly called a tricycle to the hospital.

At the hospital's inpatient building on the first floor, I squatted for a long time, still sweating cold.

The phone rang at the right time. It was Lei Qing.

I answered: Lei Qing? What's up?

Oh, nothing. I've been calling you all day, Brother Tian. I wanted to have dinner with you today, but it said the call couldn't connect.

I was in a hurry and went out of town with someone. I just made up an excuse, but I was actually taken to the underworld by the city god.

I see. Important people are busy. I took an iPhone from the car when I went downstairs, but when I came back, you were gone.

What? We're this close, and you're still trying to curry favor? Just say what you need. I don't need to be mysterious with me. I had a good impression of him because he had called the police to save Zhao Qian before.

Brother Tian, you can tell? Hehe, there is something I need your help with. How about we have lunch tomorrow and talk about it? You can choose the place, and I'll come right away.

Alright, people need to eat. I'm not a god, so let's meet for lunch tomorrow. I felt I owed him a favor, so I agreed to meet him the next day.

After the call, I went to the third floor of the inpatient building. Before reaching the third-floor obstetrics and gynecology department, I heard a man sobbing. I thought it might be a man whose wife was having a difficult labor, crying in distress.

Looking up, I saw it was the ghost general Jiang Han. A day had passed, and he was still in the hallway, looking miserable. Seeing me, he was teary-eyed.