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Chapter 83 of 100

Chapter 83

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"Uncle Jiu! Uncle Jiu!!"

Not long after dinner that day, the familiar shouting voice came again. However, compared to before, the voice was now clearly filled with intense fear. Uncle Jiu, Jiang Chen, and the others were taken aback as Ah Wei rushed into the mortuary, his face full of panic, and said, "A... a zombie has appeared again! And... and it has killed someone!"

"What?!" Upon hearing this, Uncle Jiu's face changed drastically. He grabbed the Taoist robe beside him and hurried out with Ah Wei, shouting as he went, "Little Brother, you take Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai to watch over Ting Ting carefully!"

"Yes! Big Brother..." Jiang Chen quickly responded, but before he could finish, Uncle Jiu and Ah Wei had already left the mortuary, disappearing into the night.

Lifting his head, a cloud just happened to pass by, blocking the moonlight. Jiang Chen felt a sudden panic, sensing vaguely that some calamity was about to befall him, though he couldn't tell what it was. This made him frown deeply, and his vigilance increased.

At this moment, Qiu Sheng, Wen Cai, and Ren Ting Ting, their faces full of fear, gathered around and asked in a rush, "Ah Chen, what should we do now?!"

Jiang Chen rolled his eyes helplessly. The same thing happened last time, and it was happening again. He really didn't know what to say. His two senior brothers were always useless when it mattered.

"The situation is that the zombie transformed from Old Master Ren could come at any time to harm Ting Ting. So, what we need to do now is to defend the mortuary to the best of our ability," Jiang Chen said, taking charge. "Qiu Sheng, Wen Cai, please take out all the glutinous rice from the house and spread it evenly on the ground around the mortuary. This can temporarily block the zombie's attack!"

"Alright!" Although they had joined the sect earlier, at this moment, they clearly had no qualms about following their junior uncle's orders. Or rather, their sense of propriety had long been discarded, so they immediately scurried to follow Jiang Chen's instructions.

Although these two were usually unreliable, now that it was a matter of life and death, they moved quickly and worked diligently.

Jiang Chen, seeing this, nodded silently. He then took out several talismans he had drawn beforehand and handed them to Ren Ting Ting, "Ting Ting, go and stick these talismans on the doors, windows, and walls."

"Okay." Ren Ting Ting quickly took the talismans and got to work. Although she was a lady of high birth, facing the threat of death, she worked just as fast as Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai.

Jiang Chen was responsible for sealing the doors and windows. As a martial arts master, he had practiced powerful mystic arts, giving him immense strength far beyond that of ordinary people. Moving heavy objects was naturally much faster for him. By the time Qiu Sheng and the others had finished their tasks, he had already sealed most of the doors and windows.

After a while, Ren Ting Ting finished sticking the talismans, and then Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai finished spreading the glutinous rice. Seeing the three of them, Jiang Chen immediately took out two peach wood swords and handed them to Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai, "These peach wood swords have been infused with my magic power. You just need to use your blood to activate them, and they should be able to fight the zombie."

"Understood." Qiu Sheng immediately took the sword, but Wen Cai hesitated and didn't want to take it, "They say the zombie has evolved. Will these peach wood swords still work?"

"Better than nothing." Jiang Chen, in a bad mood, forced the peach wood sword into his hand and then handed a bamboo tube of magic ink to Ren Ting Ting, "The magic ink in this bamboo tube can restrain and harm the zombie. If you encounter danger, splash it on the zombie to ensure your safety for a while."

"Okay." Ren Ting Ting responded and quickly hugged the bamboo tube tightly. This seemed to be her means of self-defense. Although she had learned some martial arts from Jiang Chen over the past few days, martial arts couldn't be mastered in a day, especially not against a zombie!

"Knock, knock, knock"

At this moment, a strange knocking sound suddenly came from the mortuary door. Everyone instinctively looked towards the door, from where the sound was coming.

"Could it be Master has returned?!" Wen Cai was about to go and open the door, but before he could take a step, there was a loud "bang" as the mortuary door was kicked down, sending dust flying. In the smoke, the zombie Old Master Ren, with tattered clothes, was clearly visible.

"Oh no! The zombie is here!" Wen Cai shouted in alarm and quickly jumped back into the hall, "Close the door quickly!"

"Wait!" Qiu Sheng was about to close the door, but Jiang Chen suddenly spoke, "I'll go out and face the zombie. Once I'm out, close the door and protect Ting Ting well. Don't open the door unless I or my senior brother call for it." Without waiting for Qiu Sheng and the others to dissuade him, he already jumped out of the room with the peach wood sword in hand.

"Roar!"

A low, wolf-like roar. Seeing someone charging towards him, the zombie immediately burst forth with a corpse aura, spreading a foul, black smoke. He took a step forward, stepping on the door and charging at Jiang Chen.

However, the zombie's evolution was still insufficient. After a few steps, he stepped on the ground covered with glutinous rice. Immediately, the evil-repelling power erupted, making him feel as if he were stepping on a fire. Black smoke billowed, and he quickly retreated to the entrance.

At this moment, Jiang Chen advanced, and the peach wood sword in his hand, infused with magic power, emitted a dazzling golden light. With a light turn, he aimed at the zombie's weak points.

Although the zombie Old Master Ren had become much more agile compared to before, he was still far inferior to Jiang Chen, a martial arts master skilled in lightness and agility. Even though he understood the power of the peach wood sword, he couldn't avoid it.

"Crack!" A light sound, and the wooden sword struck, causing sparks to fly. The zombie, in pain, retreated again. He was already at the entrance, and this retreat pushed him outside the mortuary. Jiang Chen, taking advantage of the situation, continuously attacked, the peach wood sword repeatedly striking the zombie. The sounds of "crack" and "snap" were continuous, and sparks flew, leaving the zombie unable to counterattack.

However, despite this, Jiang Chen's expression grew increasingly serious. He clearly noticed that the zombie Old Master Ren's defense had greatly improved, and his peach wood sword was finding it difficult to cause effective damage. Just as he was pondering, the zombie Old Master Ren suddenly grabbed the wooden sword. Sparks flew, and with a sudden burst of strength, he snapped the peach wood sword in two.

"Ah, this guy is pretty smart!" Jiang Chen was startled and quickly threw away the broken sword. He flipped his hand and took out a fire talisman. With a burst of magic power, it immediately burned in the air, transforming into a fire crow that flapped its wings and dove straight at the zombie.

A loud "boom" as the fire crow collided with the zombie, bursting into flames that enveloped the zombie, illuminating the surrounding night sky.

"Roar!"

In the flames, the zombie let out a roar of anger. Immediately, a powerful corpse aura burst forth, and the black smoke extinguished the flames. In the rolling black mist, the zombie, with its fangs bared, charged at Jiang Chen. The speed of this charge was extremely fast, and in a moment, it was right in front of Jiang Chen.

Fortunately, in terms of speed and reaction, Jiang Chen was much faster than the half-evolved zombie Old Master Ren. Seeing the zombie charge, he stepped on the Bagua pattern, moved his body, and easily dodged. Then, he flipped his hand and slapped a spirit-suppressing talisman on the zombie's back.

"Thud!" A light sound, and the talisman landed. The zombie, in pain, let out a roar. But then, a black smoke billowed, and the talisman on its back was pushed off by the black smoke. Jiang Chen, seeing this, his pupils contracted, and he was at a loss for what to do. At this moment, the page turned, and the advertisement began.

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