Chapter 72: Zombies

Jingwu looked at the person in front of him and asked softly, "Madam, do you know where your father is buried?"

When Wen heard her ask this, she was taken aback at first, and then said, "It's on Wangyue Mountain, not far from here. What's wrong?"

Jingwu exchanged a glance with the person beside him, and seeing that he had the same idea, he continued, "We want to go and see your father's grave."

Madam Wen's expression froze for a moment, then she said softly after she realized what was going on, "That's fine, but it's getting late. Why don't we stay for dinner first, and I'll have someone prepare a carriage for us to go up the mountain together tomorrow morning?"

Jingwu shook his head, about to speak, when the boy beside him spoke up.

“Madam, based on your description, your father may have already turned into a zombie. If we don’t go and deal with it soon, it may cause even greater trouble.”

"A zombie!" Madam Wen's hand trembled, and the teacup instantly fell to the ground and shattered into pieces. Her voice trembled as she asked, "Young Master Yue, how... how could you turn into a zombie?"

"I don't know, we'll have to go and see for ourselves."

Wen frowned, knowing that if he really became a zombie, the consequences would be unimaginable. He took two deep breaths and said to the butler beside him.

"Prepare the carriage immediately, we'll head up the mountain right away."

The butler agreed and quickly went out.

Wen was filled with unease, her face deathly pale.

The carriage was quickly prepared, and after everyone boarded, they set off for Wangyue Mountain.

It took quite a while before it slowly came to a stop.

Jingwu got off the carriage first, and frowned as he looked at the feng shui of the mountain.

This place is filled with yin energy; it's definitely not a good place to build a tomb.

Supported by the steward, Wen Shi led the two of them unsteadily to the cemetery.

She pointed to a grave and said, "This is my father's grave."

Jingwu frowned as he looked at the eerie and strange vegetation around him.

"Was this locust tree there when the burial took place?"

When Wen heard this question, she was taken aback for a moment. After thinking carefully, she shook her head: "I remember there were no trees around when I was buried. It seems that my brother said that the surroundings looked empty, so he ordered people to plant a few trees."

"You planted locust trees?" Jingwu's eyes held a slight smile, seemingly helpless: "The burial site you chose is a place of yin energy, directly facing a ditch where yin energy gathers. The yin energy rushes directly into the burial site, corroding the corpse. In addition, you planted locust trees, so the corpse is probably already stiffened."

Wen's face was deathly pale, and her hand supporting her body trembled uncontrollably: "But when we were buried, the master did say that this place had excellent feng shui and would help my father reincarnate."

Jingwu walked forward, looked at the words engraved on the tombstone, and asked in confusion, "Is your father the only one here?"

"Yes, my mother passed away ten years ago. Before she died, she specifically asked me to bury her in the capital. I wanted to move my father's grave there, but the master said that we should not disturb the peace of the ancestors, so we did not move the grave."

Wen's eyes welled up with tears when she mentioned her mother.

Jingwu stared at her face and asked, "Then what was the reason for your falling out with your brother a few years ago?"

Upon hearing this, Madam Wen's expression instantly turned cold: "Young lady, this is my family matter, and I cannot tell you."

Jingwu looked at her with a half-smile, but didn't say anything more.

Seeing this, Yue Huai steered the conversation back on track: "Madam, your father has probably turned into a zombie. We need to open the coffin immediately."

"Open the coffin?" Madam Wen hesitated for a moment before saying, "Opening the coffin is no small matter. I need to discuss this with my two elder brothers."

Yue Huai nodded: "Please, Madam, hurry up. If the zombie comes out of the coffin, the first people it will seek out will definitely be its blood relatives."

Upon hearing this, Madam Wen immediately nodded: "Alright, I'll send someone to inform my two elder brothers right away. However, it's getting late, so why don't you two come back to the manor with me and rest for a while?"

Yue Huai looked at Jing Wu, and seeing her nod, he agreed.

Fearing that the zombies might emerge during this time, the two immediately cast a spirit-suppressing spell to prevent any potential threat and imprison the zombies' power within the tomb.

Only then did he follow Madam Wen into the carriage and descend the mountain.

After returning to the villa, Madam Wen arranged for the two men to have tea in the flower hall. Then, she returned to the main hall and immediately ordered someone to invite her two elder brothers.

Soon, Wen's two elder brothers arrived.

The two walked hurriedly towards this side, their expressions somewhat awkward.

"Little sister, what's the matter that you called us here in such a hurry?" asked a man dressed in a lotus-colored robe with two strands of white beard.

"Eldest brother, second brother, please sit down first." Madam Wen raised her hand, gesturing for the two to sit down: "I called you here today to discuss the matter of opening Father's coffin."

"What?" the man with the two wisps of beard asked first. "Why would you open the coffin for no reason?"

“Brother, don’t be anxious, listen to me first.” Madam Wen sighed deeply: “I’ve been dreaming about Father every day for the past few days. He’s turned into a zombie. I specially invited the young master of the Yue family of the Xuanmen and his fellow Daoists to come and take a look. They said the feng shui of the cemetery is bad, and Father has already turned into a zombie. The coffin must be opened immediately to deal with him.”

"That's impossible! I chose this burial site myself, how could the feng shui be bad?" The eldest brother, Wen Jiang, immediately stood up and said, "Little sister, don't listen to those scions of wealthy families. You need to find a master, the kind with a white beard!"

"Elder brother!" Madam Wen's face showed slight anger as she sternly rebuked, "The Yue family is a prestigious family of the Xuanmen sect, with hundreds of years of history. You are not allowed to talk nonsense!"

Wen Jiang was quite displeased by the reprimand, so he sat down abruptly and remained silent.

The second brother, Wen He, rolled his eyes and tried to smooth things over, saying, "Little sister, it's true that my brother and I found that burial site by following the master's instructions step by step. Even the trees we planted were what the master himself told us to do. You know, we're from a farming family, how would we know these things? Naturally, we just did whatever the master told us to do. The master couldn't possibly have lied to us, could he?"

Wen's expression softened slightly, and she sighed softly, "I don't want to open the coffin either, but I've been dreaming about Father for half a month. Father even wanted to kill me in my dreams. I might as well open the coffin to put my mind at ease."

Seeing that her two brothers remained silent and did not respond, she continued.

“I know you’re still angry with me about Mother’s burial. But we are siblings from the same mother. Can you really bear to see Father turn into a zombie and come after me? They say that when a zombie comes out of its coffin, the first thing it will seek is its blood relatives. Do you really want our family of five to be reunited in the underworld?”

Hearing this, Wen Jiang's expression softened slightly, and he said, "But opening the coffin isn't that simple. What if it's not? Wouldn't that disturb Father's peace?"