Fu Xinyue nervously closed her eyes, feeling a blood-red patch on her eyelids, which also stung intensely.

She screamed, "What did you do to me? If you blind me, I'll sue you and put you in jail!"

Ming Zhuo slapped her on the back, and Fu Xinyue staggered two steps before being tripped by Fu Xing on the ground.

She first noticed something sticky under her hand, then opened her eyes and let out a piercing scream, "What is this?!"

When she looked up and saw Fu Xing, she was so frightened that her heart stopped.

"You... how did you become like this..."

At this moment, Fu Xing looked almost exactly like a pig in her eyes.

His eyes grew smaller and smaller, his ears grew larger and larger, his whole body became fat and clumsy, and his limbs degenerated and became short and small. No wonder he couldn't stand up before, because he couldn't stand up upright!

Unfortunately, the other party still retains traces of Fu Xing's original facial features.

"Ah!!!" Seeing that Fu Xing seemed to be trying to get closer to her, Fu Xinyue screamed in fright and hurriedly dodged away.

Fu Xing stopped, staring blankly at her, opening his mouth as if to say something, but only making grunting pig noises came out.

"Advisor Ruan, what happened inside?" Luo Wenxin asked, knocking on the door from the outside.

He was puzzled; it sounded like he heard a woman screaming.

Mingzhuo walked over and opened the door. People outside looked in curiously, and then they saw Fu Xinyue and the fat-headed Fu Xing.

"He looks like a pig!" Luo Wenxin stared at Fu Xing in shock, forgetting even to wave the fan in her hand.

Suddenly, the scriptures on the folding fan emitted a golden light. Before Luo Wenxin could react, Ming Zhuo shoved her aside.

He crashed into the wall next to him, his face contorted in pain, but he didn't care about crying out in pain, staring at the wall in shock.

The spot where he had just stood was now crushed, leaving a crater where the traces of five fingers could be faintly discerned.

He looked up at the two figures locked in combat with Mingzhuo. He recognized one of them—it was Boss Zhu, who had greeted them earlier. He murmured, "These are fierce corpses? That shouldn't be the case. Did they turn into zombies so soon after they died? No, who killed them?"

These were clearly two fresh corpses, yet their eyes glowed red, and they were filled with resentment. In their ferocity, their speed and strength had exceeded the limits of their bodies, and they had entangled Mingzhuo in a fierce battle for a time.

Qiao Song wanted to rush up to help, but found that he was no match for the attack and was about to have his heart ripped out by a vicious claw.

Mingzhuo kicked the fierce corpse again, causing it to deviate from its target and smash the railing in the corridor to pieces with a single palm strike.

Qiao Song was so scared he almost cried. He couldn't imagine what a bloody scene it would be if that claw landed on him.

He dared not rush forward any further, mainly because he really couldn't help and might even be a burden to Mingzhuo.

On the contrary, Gu Xu smeared blood on the bronze mirror and shone it at the fierce corpse, which stunned the corpse for a second or two.

Mingzhuo glanced at the two fierce corpses. Her speed and strength had also increased significantly. She had wondered why her attacks had no effect, but now she saw it clearly. It wasn't that they had no effect; she had almost kicked the fierce corpses' hands to pieces, and their wrists were unnaturally turned outwards. However, because she couldn't feel any pain, it didn't affect her speed and strength at all.

The person who created these two fierce corpses was clearly highly skilled, treating them as disposable, large-scale weapons of mass destruction. It didn't matter if they were damaged; as long as they could injure the target, they would win.

That person is likely still hiding in the shadows, waiting for her to make a mistake so they can launch a sneak attack.

Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Fu Xinyue rushing out, and she grabbed her arm, shouting, "Don't run around!"

The vengeful zombies' primary target is her; they won't specifically target others, but if anyone runs around in front of them, they'll definitely take care of them.

Fu Xinyue struggled and shouted, "Let me go! I can see that they're here to kill you, it has nothing to do with me! I don't want to die, don't drag me down with you!"

Everything that happened tonight was beyond her comprehension. She was terrified and just wanted to get away from Mingzhuo as soon as possible.

At this moment, Fu Xing inside the house was also frightened and rushed towards Ming Zhuo at the door on all fours.

Mingzhuo quickly led Fu Xinyue to make way, while Fu Xing ran away grumbling.

Fu Xinyue: "Help! Murder! Help!"

Mingzhuo had to fight the fierce corpses while also preventing sneak attacks from evil spirits and wicked people, which was extremely troublesome.

Unfortunately, Fu Xinyue couldn't calm down and kept shouting, which only attracted the attention of the fierce corpses and made her a target for attack.

She hadn't prepared any talismans, so she used the blood from her finger to draw a silencing talisman on Fu Xinyue's forehead.

Sensing someone rushing towards her, she quickly turned around, and then a sword slashed her arm, causing blood to gush out.

She looked up at the person who had attacked her.

The young man who was leading the group missed his target and, clutching his knife, cried out in terror, "It wasn't me!"

Cai Wenhua recalled the magic sword with its blood-stained tip, feeling somewhat uneasy. He hadn't expected to be able to successfully launch a sneak attack.

But then, remembering something, he glared at her angrily, "Ruan Mingzhuo, what are you doing? These are just ordinary people, let her go!"

Mingzhuo recited a hemostatic incantation, and the wound on his arm healed quickly.

She didn't look at Cai Wenhua, but instead pushed Fu Xinyue toward Qiao Song, saying, "Keep an eye on her and don't let her run around."

The two ferocious corpses took the opportunity to hide, probably because someone was behind it all and wanted to launch a sneak attack.

When there are many people around, it's the perfect time to fish in troubled waters. Cai Wenhua and the villagers were all taken advantage of by them.

Fortunately, the scent of her blood could arouse the ferocity of the fierce corpse. She closed her eyes, sensed it for a moment, and then suddenly swung the peach wood sword in one direction.

Cai Wenhua looked in the direction she was swinging her sword, towards where the villagers were standing, and immediately became anxious, shouting, "Stop!"

Just then, a gust of wind came from behind. Cai Wenhua was startled and quickly sheathed his sword to parry, but the opponent was faster than he had expected. The next second, he heard a cracking sound from his arm and screamed in pain.

Mingzhuo heard the screams behind him, but did not turn around to look.

Being used is one thing, being stupid is another. When she woke up and realized something was wrong, instead of settling scores with the store, she rushed over and yelled at her. It's no wonder she was targeted by the vengeful corpse.

Her sword swept past everyone, slashing towards her side and rear, killing the ferocious corpse instantly.

An invisible sword aura surged forth, and the compassionate monk who was watching from outside the magic array suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood.

He hurriedly swallowed a few pills, stared grimly in the direction of Mingzhuo, snorted coldly, tapped his staff on the ground, and continued casting the spell.

——

The monstrous corpse that attacked Cai Wenhua succeeded in its attack and even wanted to kill him, but was suddenly stopped by the reflection of the bronze mirror.

It was afraid of bronze mirrors, and when it could move again after two seconds, it quickly darted away and hid.

Cai Wenhua collapsed to the ground, swallowed several pills, but still felt excruciating pain, his body covered in cold sweat, yet he was shivering from the cold.